Chapter 54

At this moment, a ghostly figure came behind Ling Xiaobei, grabbed his collar and pulled him gently, pulled him back two steps, and avoided Zhou Zhongxing's palms.

Ling Xiaobei looked at Lin Nan dizzy, and after reacting, he shouted in surprise: Lin Nan.

Lin Nan glared at him angrily, pulled him behind him, then clasped his fists and said: My brother is a little bit unlucky, I hope Senior Brother Zhou and the two senior sisters will be more content.

After saying that, without waiting for the response of the three of them, he pulled Ling Xiaobei and turned around and left.

Ling Xiaobei looked reluctant and defended loudly: No, Lin Nan, there was a bastard pushing me behind the scenes just now...

Lin Nan gave him a blank look, too lazy to pay attention to it.

Ling Xiaobei just thought Lin Nan didn't believe it, and was so angry that he trembled. While Lin Nan was holding him away, he turned his head and scolded: Don't let grandpa know which bastard was pushing me, grandpa knew about your skin carefully.

After cursing, Ling Xiaobei was still unhappy and pointed at Zhou Zhongxing and cursed: Senior Brother Zhou, right?Don't be proud, what's the ability to attack sneak attack? Have the ability... wu... wu...

Lin Nan couldn't stand it anymore and covered his mouth.

Looking at Lin Nan's back, Qianmeng's cold phoenix eyes flashed slightly with a hint of surprise.

Lin Nan's body skills and cultivation just now seemed not to be an unknown person, but she had never heard of it.

Zhou Zhongxing coldly glanced at the two of them leaving behind, turned around and changed into an attentive expression: Junior sister, have you not received any fright?There are always some villains who are blindly blind in this mansion.

It's okay.Qian Meng responded absent-mindedly, and couldn't help but look at Lin Nan's back again.

Seeing Qianmeng's eyes facing, Zhou Zhongxing's eyes flashed with no trace of sinisterness, and then quickly changed into a gentle expression and smiled: Two junior sisters, please come here.

The moon is in the sky, and the soft light shines down, as if a silver dress is laid on the sky and the earth, and the flowers, plants and trees are shining with fluorescent light, which is beautiful.

The Mid-Autumn Festival event has officially begun.

In the middle of the garden, the lights were brightly lit, and the surroundings were like daylight. Rounds of rows of wooden chairs surrounded the stage, and the front row was already full.

Lin Nan and Ling Xiaobei could only find a place in the middle to sit down.

Lin Nan, someone really pushed me just now, do you believe me or not?

Ling Xiaobei explained all the way, but Lin Nan ignored him, but he was very persistent and seemed to have to say that Lin Nan would pay attention to him.

After Lin Nan sat down, he finally spoke indifferently: I believe in you.

Then why do you pull me away? Don’t you explain it to them clearly...

Does it make sense?It is better to have less than more things.

Who says it doesn't make sense?Ling Xiaobei had to argue again, but when Lin Nan glared at him, he could only close his mouth in disappointment.

On the stage, it was blocked by a roll of red curtains, and people could be seen vaguely gathering, as if they were preparing in full swing.

Suddenly, a melodious and beautiful piano sounded.

The sound of the piano seemed to have a magical power, and in just a moment, the noise in the venue disappeared.

The sound of the piano is melodious, like flowing water, flowing like whispers, gentle lingering, and slight ripples rippling in the air.

Everyone was immersed in this wonderful sound of the piano.

Unconsciously, after playing the song, the tail sound gently swept down.

Suddenly, the green gauze rose in the center of the stage, the green embroidered silver silk-edged skirt roving and fluttering, the sleeves fluttered in the wind, gently raised with the passage of the sound, and then fell gracefully, as the beauty was like a illusion.

A beautiful figure flew down on the stage.

I saw that she was about two decades a year old, tall, light in shape, dignified and elegant in temperament.

The facial features are graceful, and a little beauty mole on the corner of the lips adds a bit of beauty. Under the moonlight, the starry eyes flow, the peach cheeks are dizzy, and there is an indescribable charm between the eyebrows, like a peony flower waiting to bloom, beautiful but not charming, and beautiful but not vulgar.

He is actually a beautiful beauty who is not inferior to Yu Qianmeng.

With a burst of exclamations, the woman's name was well known to everyone.

It is Mo Zhu, the number one talented woman in Bailu Academy.

The ink bamboo is full of blessings, and the sound is like a yellow oriole: The ink bamboo is ugly.

Everyone came to their senses, some applauded and some applauded.

Mo Zhu smiled reservedly, graceful and unrestrained at all.

She raised her jade hand, suppressed the noise of the crowd, and said with a clear voice: Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting, making friends with poetry. In previous years, she only wrote poems, no one commented on them, and no colorful heads, which was inevitably a little boring.As the saying goes, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. It is not appropriate to judge who is the first, but this year is different...

Mo Zhu paused and sang everyone's appetite before saying: At this year's poetry meeting, Concubine Bei from our Daxuan Kingdom will also come to attend as a judge and brought a treasure as a prize for the leader of the poetry meeting.

Wow...

A burst of exclamations sounded at the scene, and many people stood up to find the so-called Concubine Bei.

Just as I was looking around, a few figures came not far away.

Walking ahead was an old man with a fairy-like appearance, wearing a Confucian robe and a faint smile on his face.

Behind him, there were Gan Qing Zhenren, Xuan Ming Zhenren, Jingyi Zhenren, and several extraordinary old men. Among these people, there was a beautiful woman.

The pink rose-like scattered flower skirt is tied into a belt with golden silk squid squid hairpin, and the hair is lowered and the jade phoenix hairpin is inserted into the squid.

Judging from the body shape, it is slender and plump, and the shoulders are cut and the waist is as simple as it is.

It looks beautiful, has beautiful facial features, and its eyebrows and eyes are full of spring, which is fascinating.

Unlike the youthfulness of Qianmeng and Mo Zhu, this beautiful woman is plump and gorgeous, like a ripe peach, dignified and enchanting coexisting, and it is even more difficult to hide the charm of a wife.

This is just the imperial concubine of the Great Xuan Kingdom. She actually wants the lord of the palace, the lord of the court and the elders to receive it personally?Some people wonder.

Although Guiyifu is within the territory of the Great Xuan Kingdom, it is not managed by the Great Xuan Kingdom. The Emperor of the Great Xuan Kingdom has arrived. It is a matter of saying that if he is just a concubine, he would not have such treatment... Some people know the inside story, but they are only half of it, as if they are sincere in their hearts to swell people's appetite.

Just as everyone was so anxious that they scratched their heads, some people couldn't bear to see it anymore, so they followed it in and said: Concubine Bei's name is Bei Shu'er. She studied at Bailu Academy in her early years and was also famous for her for a while. She accidentally discovered that the master of the palace, Xufan, was good at practicing talent, and recommended her to Zhenren Jingning, the previous master of Shuiyueyuan. After she achieved her cultivation, she went out to practice and then married into the royal family.

Ling Xiaobei interrupted from the side: It turns out it is our senior sister Ah...

To be precise, Concubine Bei should be considered to be of the same generation as the three courtyard owners.

That's uncle...

Everyone was talking, and several big shots had already taken their seats.

The Mid-Autumn Festival event in Guiyifu officially begins, let’s first enjoy a performance.

Mo Zhu said and stepped off the stage. Lianbu walked to Concubine Bei and sat down beside him. He started to chat with him kindly. He looked like that, and he must have known him a long time ago.

On the stage, the red curtains were rolled up, and a sound of silk and bamboo came, followed by a group of beautiful girls, dancing with long ribbons in their hands...

The dance is beautiful, but everyone's mind is not on the stage. Some people are absent-minded and stare at the two beautiful figures that are smiling from time to time in the front row.

Some people looked at somewhere in the second row, where there was also a beautiful girl sitting.

After a dance, the response was mediocre.

The girls could not hide their lost expressions and retreated in disgrace.

Immediately afterwards, there were operas, folk tricks, and chanting classic poems from previous years.

It can be seen that the people who arranged the party were very attentive.

Lin Nan was enjoying the look, but Ling Xiaobei on one side was uneasy and felt extremely bored.

He hit Lin Nan on the shoulder and asked: Lin Nan, are you planning to participate in this poetry meeting?

Lin Nan was not very interested in showing off such a show of popularity, so he glanced at him and shook his head.

Ling Xiaobei asked in confusion: Don’t you always like to dance and write ingenuity when you are free?I think you have also written some poems. Although I don’t like poetry and prose, you can also see that your attainments seem to be not low. Why not give it a try?Let’s see what treasure Na Guifei took out.

Lin Nan smiled slightly: Writing and painting are an interest, which can cultivate one's character and be calm. It is unnecessary to use it to compete with others.

Ling Xiaobei rolled his eyes and muttered: I think you're just about to say it.

As he was talking, Mo Zhu, the first talented woman in Bailu Academy, walked onto the stage again, holding an exquisite small box in her hand.Someone from behind lifted a few long tables, as well as pens, ink, paper and ink.

Everyone subconsciously stopped talking and turned their eyes to them.

Mo Zhu put the small box on the table and chuckled: I guess everyone is anxious.

A burst of laughter suddenly sounded from the audience.

This is a treasure brought by Concubine Bei from the palace to be used as the prize for the leader of this poetry conference. As for what it is, it will be kept confidential for the time being.Okay, without saying much, those who are confident can come on stage now and show their style.

After Mo Zhu said that, she stepped down from the stage.

The audience was quiet at first, and then there was a noise.

Some people are making excuses, and some are urging their friends to come forward to show their skills, which is very lively.

Soon, several people walked onto the stage, rolled up their sleeves, and splashed ink.

When the poetry meeting is made, the students of Bailu Academy are naturally better at making friends. After a while, a group of students finished writing poems. After being read out, they caused a lot of cheers.

There are also many people in the Xiuzhen Mansion who love poetry and books, and some people go up to show their skills. Although there are occasional good sentences, they are difficult to surpass Bailu Academy.

He specializes in his profession, and he wins the championship every year without exception, and is from Bailu Academy.

In a blink of an eye, half an hour passed.

The people who went up went from batch to batch to group three.

At this time, Concubine Bei smiled and said: Mo Zhu, I am looking forward to your poems very much.

Mo Zhu chuckled and responded: With the concubine present, Mo Zhu dared not show off her skills.

Concubine Bei replied with a smile: Your father is a senior citizen of the dynasty, and you are even more talented. If you don’t write a good poem, I will not let you go.

As he said that, Concubine Bei raised her jade hand and gently tapped Mo Zhu's forehead.

Mo Zhu smiled reservedly, so he stood up as a difficult person and said: Mo Zhu had to show his ugly face, just hope that the concubine would not be too strict.

Concubine Bei smiled and nodded: Do your best.

Seeing Mo Zhu walking onto the stage, everyone knew that this talented woman was going to write a poem, and some people who wanted to go up consciously stopped.

Her graceful figure walked to the middle of the stage, rolled up her sleeves, and before she could write a word, it made everyone intoxicated.

Mo Zhu's writing is gentle, but the font is soft and hard. She has a firm poem in her belly. She has finished it in one go, and she has written it in just a few breaths.

The poet who was waiting beside him stepped forward immediately. Before the ink was dry, he couldn't wait to chant: The blue autumn is the plain time, and the brightest night of the year is.

There has never been a private photo of the toad pan, for fear that the Qingluan will see you.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a lot of applause from the audience.

Mo Zhu smiled reservedly and stepped down from the stage.

Concubine Bei had a smile on her eyes. She looked at Mo Zhu who was back beside her and teased in a low voice: I am afraid that Kuan Qingluan will see Jun Chi. It seems that our talented woman is touching her heart.

Mo Zhu suddenly flew on her cheeks, and she couldn't say anything. She said shyly: Don't make fun of Mo Zhu...

Giggle... Concubine Bei held Mo Zhu's hand and made a seductive laugh. If there is someone you like, I can be a matchmaker for you if it is convenient.

Empress... Pearls and jade are ahead, and many people who wanted to go up and show their skills could only go back.

After a while, no one dared to go up to write poems.

Concubine Bei chuckled and said: It seems that my prize is Mo Zhu.

Mo Zhu smiled slightly, without saying a word.

Just as everyone thought that the poem was about to come to an end, a long figure slowly walked onto the platform.

Red lips and white teeth, straight facial features, long hair draped over the shoulders.There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, but it was Zhou Zhongxing.

I'm fucking, it's this grandson!When Ling Xiaobei saw Zhou Zhongxing, he was immediately angry, especially when he saw his sexy look, he was even more angry and trembling.

Seeing Ling Xiaobei looking like he wanted to eat Zhou Zhongxing, Lin Nan couldn't help but shook his head in a funny way.

In the front row, perhaps seeing that Zhou Zhonghang is good-looking and his temperament is different from that of ordinary disciples, Concubine Bei couldn't help but ask: Who is this?

Mo Zhu replied: This is the grandson of Zhou Hailou, the elder of the Cultivation Mansion, Zhou Zhongxing.

While speaking, Zhou Zhongxing had already walked into the middle of the stage, picked up the brush and finished it in one go.Then he smiled at the audience and walked off the stage without any delay.

Fuck, so slutty, I didn’t know if I thought he was going to sell his butt.Ling Xiaobei couldn't help but start scolding again.

Lin Nan shook his head: OK, accumulate some moral character.

On the stage, the person in charge of chanting poetry walked forward, held up the paper and said: The beautiful soul rises in the sky, and the fairy sounds among the clouds are silent.

The autumn scenery is equally full, and the clouds are bright for thousands of miles.

The cunning rabbit falls from the string, and the demon toad doesn't live in front of you.

Lingcha plans to join hands with him, and wait for the Milky Way to be completely cleared.

There was a silent silence in the audience first, and then a fierce shouts burst out.

This poem should be the leader!

It's really amazing!

Some people praise it, while others analyze it: In this poem, there is a description of the moonlight, and the imagination and yearning for the fairy world in the sky, which should be clear.

Damn, what shit poems do you know how to appreciate them?The praise was mixed with Ling Xiaobei's scolding.

Ling Xiaobei cursed for a while, and saw that no one paid attention to him, he could only hold Lin Nan and ask: Lin Nan, what is the poem written by his grandson really good?

It's really good.Lin Nan nodded with approval.

To be honest, this poem is very generous, and it is indeed amazing to describe the scenery and yearn for the fairy world.

Damn, are you still my brother?Still speaking for him?Ling Xiaobei was furious and was almost slapped.

Lin Nan shook his head with a smile, and then couldn't help but tease: You are furious here, you might as well think of a way to steal his limelight.

Damn, if I have a solution, I won’t... Ling Xiaobei paused and then suddenly thought of something, and his eyes as big as a mung bean rolled.

Zhou Zhongxing enjoyed the cheers all the way, and still had a faint smile on his face. He looked at the charm of being unstoppable and disgraceful. When he walked back to his seat, he asked Qianmeng on the side: Junior sister, can this poem for brother attract your attention?

Qianmeng didn't seem to have expected Zhou Zhongxing to have such a poetic talent. She looked a little surprised, nodded slightly, and whispered: Senior brother, this poem is of course excellent.

Hearing Qianmeng's comments, Zhou Zhongxing couldn't help feeling a little fluttered, thinking that he had prepared for half a year.

Bai Rou'er on the side also smiled and said: It's Ah, Senior Brother Zhou, I find that I admire you all.

The junior sister is over-reputable.

Zhou Zhongxing smiled reservedly, and his eyes passed by Bai Rouer's bloated chest without any trace. He thought to himself that although Bai Rouer had a petite figure, her skin was shining and her development was bulging and her back was erect. She was also considered an eight-point beauty. If she could take it down, it would be a good thing.

I lost.In the front row, Mo Zhu smiled bitterly at the corner of her mouth.

His poem is indeed more artistic, so work harder next year.Concubine Bei gave a pertinent reply, and then patted Mo Zhu's hand to show comfort.

Um.Mo Zhu quickly put away his loss and walked onto the stage, signaling everyone to be quiet, and said: After the judgment of Concubine Bei, I announced that the winner of this poetry meeting was Zhou...

At this moment, a shout suddenly sounded in the crowd: Slowly!

Mo Zhu couldn't help frowning and looked at the place where the sound was made.Everyone also looked at her eyes.

Under everyone's gaze, a short and fat figure climbed onto the chair and shouted: What kind of shit can win the championship?I have something better here!

The voice echoed in his ears. Lin Nan turned his head stiffly and looked at Ling Xiaobei who had already stood on the chair, with a look of surprise in his expression.

As soon as Ling Xiaobei's voice fell, a burst of surprise sounds and... booed sounds burst out from the crowd.

In the front row, Xuan Ming Zhenren recognized his apprentice Ling Xiaobei and couldn't help but frown.

In the second row, Zhou Zhongxing and Qianmeng Bai Rouer's two daughters also recognized Ling Xiaobei.

Zhou Zhongxing's face looked ugly, while Qianmeng and Bai Rou'er frowned.

Hey, where did the ball come from? Come down quickly.

You said that Senior Brother Zhou’s poems are not good, why don’t you go up?