The Divine Martial Stars

Fuck!

What the fuck can absorb the hatred and be mocked?

Li Mu has a feeling of lying down and hitting a shot. It’s not that I say my talent Supreme, it’s Zheng Cunjian’s ass …. And, even if I said, what’s preventing you from doing this group of goods, you can make a direct mockery. ?

For a moment, Li Mu wanted to take it back directly, but after thinking about it, still forget it, today is coming. Prostitute … Oh, no, it ’s for the beauty, I ca n’t afford to get too upset about this little thing .

Zheng Cunjian on one side narrowed his eyes slightly.

In Chang’an City, those who dare to ridicule him are not absent, but they are definitely not included in the next table.

However, Li Mu did not refute, and he was not good at it. However, Zheng Cunjian remembered the appearance of these people. As of today, he slowly finds these inconspicuous things and calculates the harm. He just caught a horse fart on a horse’s hoof, and he must not let go of it. The name of [Hei Xin Xiucai] was not called in vain.

Seeing that Li Mu and Zheng Cunjian did not refute, the five or six young people on the adjacent table became even more brazen.

“Haha, you know that you have no interest in refuting the invitation humiliation to oneself. Do you know who this person is sitting next to me?” A scholar with a short figure, like a dwarf melon, sneered, and said, “I am by my side This is the chief of Chang’an City Cold Mountain College. This is the true talent. This year’s empire is open. It is destined to be a high school jinshi, hehe, this Official Brothel Liufang Street, oil and water do not know Lin Senior Brother Qiushui’s name? “

The young man with the clean white face and the beautiful jade wears earrings raised his head proudly, for fear that others might not know that he is the chief of Cold Mountain College.

Several other young people at the same table, dressed the same as the chunky winter melon, had the same costumes, and wanted to be all scholars at the so-called Cold Mountain College.

Zheng Cunjian hearing this, complexion slightly changed, and said nothing.

Cold Mountain College, in the territory of Cháng’ān, is quite energetic. It has had aristocratic bureaucrats and local princes. Moreover, this world college is not only for reading, gentleman six arts, scholars also learn martial arts, Cold Mountain College training The excellent disciple that comes out can be said to be both civil and military.

However, these Zheng Cunjian are not particularly attentive.

He wants to be alone, some are means. By then, these books, Life and Death, are in the smelly gutter, and no one knows how to die.

Soon, there was a sneer from the other direction, someone cynically said, “Hehe, is Cold Mountain College great? Last time the Empire opened, how many people were there in Cold Mountain College? But I have more Fengming College ? “

On the left hand side of Li Mu, there were also six or seven young Scholars, talking to one of the tall, dark-skinned scholars, the aquiline nose, the eyebrows, squinting his eyes habitually, and there was a kind of dark air Looking at the dress, it should be from another academy, naturally it is Fengming academy in his mouth.

Lin limpid autumn water hearing this, patted the table, stood up, and said, “Fengming College’s middle ranking, how dare you compare with my Cold Mountain Academy? Liu Muyang, the last poetry meeting, you are me defeated , Dare to speak well? “

The dark-faced aquiline nose scholar also slaps the folding fan in his hand and stands up, said coldy: “The last time was because you knew the poem in advance, and you had already prepared it. I didn’t miss it for a while. I must step you under your feet. “

“Really? His last name is Liu, and I’m afraid you don’t have that ability.” A scholar at Cold Mountain College, a short winter melon scholar, immediately helped.

The group at Fengming College stopped working, and all stood up and opened their mouths.

The hall on the first floor of Wen Shengzhai, which was already very busy, immediately became louder and louder.

The clashes between the two groups of scholars have attracted the attention of many people. The two mother Sang, who are in charge of order, came here to appease.

Seeing this, Li Mu could not help laughing.

This is the scholars of Western Qin Empire, who screamed at brothel without hesitation. In the future, the empire can count on such people to become officials and shepherd people.

Liu Muyang of Fengming College saw Li Mu’s smile, coldly snorted, and said, “stinky brat, what are you laughing at? I was scolded just now, and I didn’t even dare to put a fart, but I’m sorry to laugh here? Really ignorant and ignorant , Shameless. “

“That is, in the future, you must not be as unproductive as this coward, scolded, and dare not speak back.”

“It’s really pitiful to let Lin Limpid autumn water look like this.

“Forget it, don’t talk about him, it’s a trivial a nobody, everyone, let’s think about it first. What kind of work should we use to win everyone’s favor?”

“Exactly.”

A group of scholars looked at Li Mu’s eyes, full of contempt.

Huh?

Li Mu was a little aggressive at once.

Mom’s son is lying in the arrow again.

Just smile and be scolded. When I went out today, did I not count the yellow calendar or wash my face? Unexpectedly, I came out with a mocking face?

He was about to have a seizure, and suddenly gave a snorting sound, and someone patted Li Mu’s table heavily and said, “Boy, isn’t anyone here?” Speaking, without waiting for Li Mu’s reply, they sat down. , And also greeted his companion, “No one is sitting here. Come and sit here.”

Oh la la.

Li Mu and Zheng Cunjian immediately squeezed five or six silhouettes.

The tables and chairs in the hall of Wen Shengzhai can usually seat about eight people. The table of Li Mu, which is slightly smaller, is one of the very good table cases. It was crowded by these six people. Nothing exciting.

Li Mu was furious, and her temper was about to hold back, but at the glance of these guys, it was clearly the heavenly Sword dojo’s disciple, and it looked like the elite disciple of the elite, the body was red and soft armor, and the material was precious Rarely, and six people, each of them is not low in strength, just to see how they look, do not know Li Mu, obviously when Li Mu overturned Heavenly Sword dojo that day, these people were not at the scene.

Knowing the identity of the other party, Li Mu came up with a bad taste, and began to feel bad in his heart, without seizure, but continued to sit expressionlessly.

Zheng Cunjian couldn’t figure out what Li Mu meant. In his impression, this man has never been a good temper who can’t fight, curse, or speak back. He must have made a plan, so he pressed his temper, in Sitting on the side.

On one side, the two scholars at Fengming College and Cold Mountain College saw laughter heartily when they saw such a scene. They were ridiculous and ironic for Li Mu and Zheng Cunjian.

And some other guests in the hall looked towards Li Mu with eyes of pity, sympathy, disdain, and contempt. They also thought that the two scholars came from poor scholars or had no power or power. Ordinary person, want to take advantage of the day when everyone opens the window, to come to fame.

This kind of thing happened before, some poor, meditation prepared the poems, want to win the favor of everyone, so that they can become famous, or how to say that the literati and Hua Kui are born entangled. Wen Zongbin Young Master of Empire, it is rumored that he was valued by the granddaughter of Qincheng Huakui, and he started his Legendary counterattack from a poor scholar. This method of fame has been imitated by many back writers, with different results.

Today, in the hall, there are many ordinary scribes dressed in ordinary clothes, waiting for the time to open the window.

Among them, my dear, I do n’t want to say anything, but I ’m a bit unkempt, with my eyes lighted, and staring at a position on the third floor of the attic, like the walking dog staring at the prey, ca n’t wait.

Finally, a song and dance performance is over, and to this tonight’s much-anticipated moment-

It’s time for everyone to open the window.

The entire hall, and even the private rooms on the second floor, were a bit unbearable.

Wen Xuanzhai’s principal Bai Xuan mother came out and said a few words, and then directly announced the opening of the window. From the third floor, ten maids dressed in light green school uniforms and women dressed as men came to the lobby on the first floor. In the middle, lined up, in front of each of the maids, a table was set up with four treasures of ink, ink and paper on the table.

“Today, everyone’s poems are written in two words-women. You can use this as your topic.

A beautiful-looking mother Sang stood at the entrance of the stairs on the second floor and smiled authentically.

There was an exclamation in the hall immediately.

Some people are distressed and disappointed, because the finished poems they prepared and obtained from different places are completely different from the poems that everyone announced tonight. It seems to be no good. You can’t stand on the table, but you get ridiculed, that’s all.

“Damn, doesn’t the insider say, is the poem tonight, is Yongyue?”

“I heard that it was Zamme …”

“Damn Zhang Guigong, lied to me for twelve silver coins, hateful, this time it’s over.”

Someone cursed in anger.

When Li Mu saw and heard such a scene, he couldn’t help but have some curiosity about the flower of Wen Shengzhai.

This woman’s influence is so great, it is just like the super female stars on Earth. No, the female stars don’t have such a big charm. Opening the window three times a month, once the window opening day, can cause Chang ‘an City set up a celebrity, aristocratic commotion, these people in the hall can still be seen, those in the private room on the second floor who did not show up in the status, I’m afraid to prepare more, can’t be overstated.

Soon, someone came up and wrote a poem—

“The beauty of the state-owned nation, Rong Hua is like a peach and a plum. Rising towards the mirror, and leaning on the rouge window. When the custom is heavy, Zhu Yan, who is true to the truth? It will be long before glory.

The person who wrote the poem was the man in a shabby and sloppy dress that Li Mu saw before. After writing, laughed heartily, he threw the pen to the ground, and his fame is free and easy.

“Good poem.” Someone in the crowd admired.

“It is indeed a good poem. The names of places and people are in harmony, and they are unique.”

“Hmph, although the poem is good, it is too arrogant, and it is difficult to make people look long, how can they be selected?”

“Crazy, do you want to attract everyone’s attention with this trick of seduction?”

There was a lot of talk around.

Some fans who are embarrassed about it are extremely indignant at the madness that this madness wants to allow everyone to serve people with beauty. Some are impulsive and want to be full of old punches. Laughed heartily, with a disdainful expression, stood behind the desk case.

Li Mu shook his head.

Regardless of the quality of the poem, leave it alone, but this man, what a special thing.

Looking closely, this man’s legs are actually shaking under his wide robe. Obviously, he is performing. Although his acting skills are good, his courage is much smaller.

A moment later, when the conclusion was reached, the news came down from the third floor. This “beauty poem” was actually selected. It entered the eyes of Hua Xiang Rong Hua, was blown dry by the maid, and then hung high. On the second floor.

This is the first poem selected tonight.

The unscrupulous man laughed even more arrogantly, and was guided to a round table that had been prepared for a while, and sat down temporarily, waiting for good wine and food.

The others looked jealous immediately.

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