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- People in the world like drinking from a big bowl, but literati who like to pretend to be polite don't dare to do it easily.
¡°When I said that the small wine cup was not enough, I wanted to change it to a larger bowl, not only Mr. Chen who jumped up first was stunned, but also the several young masters behind him who came up to help.
How dare they do such "insulting and polite" things to me with a beautiful woman by my side! And it was under the watchful eyes of more and more painted boats gathering around.
Sang Xiaoyun's rare sad piano music just now not only made many first-arrival listeners feel sad, but also attracted more cruise ships - countless literati and poets were waiting for the painting boat to start selecting the poems in their hands, only hoping to be picked up by the boat. After Sang Xiaoyun took a fancy to her, not only could she go to the Xianyin Tower to see the beauty, but she could also increase her own worth.
So at this moment, after Sang Xiaoyun stopped singing, the area around the boat was filled with people and noisy like a city. Not only was the crowd excited, but there were also constant sounds of impatient people falling into the water
"Mr. Tian, ??when you drink wine, you should use a wine cup. If you say you want to use a big bowl, then we, the gentle people, have become the same as the rough people in the world" After hesitating for a moment, Mr. Chen thought. I was too embarrassed to back down from the trouble, so I had to find an excuse.
But before he could finish his words, he was startled by the murderous looks from the two eyes on my left and right.
Although Tie Muyun is not a martial artist at the moment, he was born in a martial arts sect, so he is naturally a little disgusted with his words. Not to mention Mo Wuyi, a swordsman, who just now claimed that a martial artist is not good at poetry, in less than a moment, How could he not be angry when this guy in front of him came up and slapped him in the face.
"You two, please don't get angry. I didn'tthat's not what I meant." Being glared at by the two Jianghu people, Mr. Chen trembled decisively and stammered to make excuses for himself.
Although he can be considered a rich and powerful man, with no shortage of bodyguards, he is not the kind of arrogant young man who is overly mentally retarded. At this moment, when he saw that he offended someone by speaking, he had to quickly speak up and find his way down the steps to avoid unreasonable disaster.
¡°He must be familiar with the phrase ¡®A good man never suffers the consequences of his immediate loss¡¯.
Before I could speak, Mo Wuyi next to me chuckled, and the old god stepped forward.
"Which of your eyes saw us getting angry? Come on, come on, since you came to the door yourself, don't blame your brother for being unenthusiastic. This little girl, please ask someone to bring us some bowls and jars. Come on over, let's get to know this brother well first, and the money for the drink will be paid to him." He continued to put pressure on Mr. Chen while speaking to Yanluo next to me, using a mouthful of useless slang.
This scoundrel really lives up to his reputation and starts blackmailing people whenever he gets an opportunity.
But this time, his blackmail was very successful. Yanluo, with bright eyes, compared Mo Wuyi and Mr. Chen, and decisively decided that it was more important to attack Mr. Chen than to despise Mo Wuyi, so before the person involved could speak, , she happily agreed, and then quickly went to "find good wine."
Although I don¡¯t know how many jars of good wine there are in the painting boat, just by looking at Mr. Chen¡¯s troubled expression, I knew he was going to bleed heavily this time.
But as the saying goes, good people live long, and evil lives for thousands of years.
Just when I was secretly laughing and preparing to see him embarrassed, a heavenly voice suddenly stepped in and rescued him at an untimely time.
"How can such a big bowl of wine be done without Xiao Yun? Although Xiao Yun is a prostitute, she has long admired the freedom of people in the world to come and go without worries; therefore, the young woman should be the one to invite the wine tonight. "Sang Xiaoyun, who had wiped away her tears at some point, suddenly came over and spoke with a smile.
It seems that when she saw us blackmailing her customers, she also felt that something was wrong, so she took the initiative to come over and be generous, and by the way, she gave Mr. Chen a good deal, because judging from Yanluo's attitude, Mr. Chen didn't seem to be very good. You should be treated well, but when you lower your head and raise your head, you are always a guest. Guests should not be treated casually.
"Since Miss Xiao Yun is so bold, how can we dare to be pretentious? Today I will use the girl's treasured land to have a good talk with a few young men." Since the beauty has an idea, I am too embarrassed to stand by and follow her wishes immediately. Speaking of.
"Brother Tian is right, Miss Xiaoyun wants to host something, so how can we dare to be pretentious! We were talking without any obstruction just now, so I hope you won't be surprised." Seeing me paving the steps for him, Mr. Chen quickly took the opportunity to go downhill.
Whoever has breasts is a mother. As soon as I gave him a little favor, his attitude towards me and the other two people immediately changed drastically. When the other young men saw that I was selling well, they immediately became warm to me.
After chatting for a while, Yanluo and a group of waiters brought several jars of good wine and many side dishes and set them up. However, when this interesting little loli saw me, Mr. Chen and others suddenly "turning enemies into friends" , still very unhappy, he threw a funny eye roll at me, and??provoked a burst of laughter.
I don¡¯t know why, but I always feel that this little loli is very eye-catching, and she seems to be very compatible with me.
"Yanluo, go and make a confession to everyone. Just say that Xiaoyun is in a bad mood today, so the next song will not be played for the time being. If you have any poems to send, you can bring them over first and wait for selection. If something is good, please invite the host to come again next time. Xiaoyun is waiting for you at Xianyin Tower." Before the banquet started, Sang Xiaoyun took the lead in ordering Yanluo to do something.
It seems that the girl is very kind and smart. Although she lets others down, she doesn't dare to put on airs. She knows how to take care of the fans' feelings and make long-term plans.
Yanluo agreed and ran downstairs.
The host and guest are seated, and the event officially begins.
"It's Xiaoyun's great fortune to meet Mr. Tian today and be able to give him good words. This little girl will first pay respect to Mr. Tian a bowl." Although she has a soft appearance and a delicate mind, Sang Xiaoyun's acting style suits her very well. As soon as the maid laid out the dishes and poured the wine for everyone, she raised her bowl to me in a rare bold gesture.
"Girl, you're welcome! Do it!" Although I was surprised that she was so generous, I couldn't bear the beauty's kindness, so I decisively picked up the wine bowl.
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Sang Xiaoyun was not ambiguous at all when she drank wine
"Today I have the honor to go to Miss Xiao Yun's Xianyin Tower. It is my third life's luck. I would like to offer you a bowl of wine!" Mo Wuyi, who had long been salivating for wine, did not wait for the others to speak, and raised the wine bowl towards her. The beauty spoke.
And before the beauty could say anything, he drank a bowl of wine by himself, and as soon as the maid poured the wine, he pointed his gun at me.
"Today I have to meet Brother Tian, ??I'm actually" Copying the sentence, he drank another bowl.
????????????? Then came Tie Muyun, and several young men with big eyes and small eyes
Looking at Mo Wuyi's behavior, I couldn't help but smile bitterly. This guy is indeed a magical person. He can't seize the opportunity to eat and drink all the time, and no matter how others look at him, his expression does not change at all.
But apart from the wry smile, I have always had some suspicions about his identity and martial arts - this guy was thrown into the water just now. Although I called Tie Muyun to help in time, he floated face down on the water for a long time. It's not too short. After being fished out, he was still breathing and his face didn't change, which shows that he has certain abilities.
But this alone doesn¡¯t tell you anything. The reason why I care about him is because of the few words he said later.
He said that he asked the Xiaotao maid to throw his "broken sword" into the lake
You must know that the Emerald Lake is as deep as a hundred feet, let alone at night. Even if someone throws an iron sword into the water during the day, not many people in the world dare to say that they are sure to easily pick it up, but this guy actually said casually It has to be like playing!
¡°If he wasn¡¯t so clever that he could casually fabricate such profound lies to trick a few strangers he had never met, then he definitely had real abilities.
The first sword in the East China Sea!
The East China Sea that Shenzhou mentioned is far to the east outside Liulan Island, and refers to a vast archipelago area. Maybe his claim is not a random statement
Of course, the above are all my guesses.
In fact, it would be better to look at Tie Muyun's reaction more directly - the deputy commander of the Red Armor Battalion has never looked at Mo Wuyi with such contempt during this period, which already explains a lot of problems.
Between masters and masters, sometimes words are not needed
"It's really a good wine! I've never drank so happily in the past month since I've been here in Liuhe! Haha, it's a good night!" After finishing a round, Mo Wuyi put down the wine bowl and let out a long sigh.
Seeing that the swordsman was very drunk, I decisively seized the opportunity and wanted to test his skills on the spot.
"Brother Mo, it's okay to have wine without singing. Since everyone is having a good time, why don't you do the sword dance and I'll compose the songs?" After another bowl with Sang Xiaoyun who was sitting opposite, I put down the wine bowl and became very proud. proposal.
However, testing Mo Wuyi is only one of the purposes. The other purpose is not to give the young men next to him a chance to speak. Seeing the excitement on their faces, they probably want to play the kind of poem-reciting game that literati play when drinking. Drinking order, so when we think about our true strength, we must not give them the opportunity to continue showing off!
"Oh? Brother Tian is so elegant, how dare Wu Yi not to obey! Haha, it's a pity that my beloved sword is not here" Mo Wuyi saw my suggestion and decisively agreed, but only halfway through the words, he remembered his sword. Gone.
Hearing him suddenly refer to the "bad sword" as his "love sword", his cheeks turned slightly red??Xiaoyun couldn't help but smile, covering her mouth and smiling softly like an autumn moon, which made the young master at the table stare blankly.
"Young Master Mo, don't worryYanluo, go get a good sword for Young Master." The beauty smiled tenderly for a moment, then turned around and ordered.
The little Loli who was sitting next to her eating snacks heard her order, agreed and ran into the attic next to her. Within a moment, she walked up to Mo Wuyi holding a long sword.
"Not bad! Although it is slender, it is also a good sword." Taking the long sword from Yanluo's hand, Mo Wuyi stood up with a compliment, then turned to look at me and added, "Brother Tian, ??Wu Yi's sword is the sword that conquers the world. Since you want to compose songs, don't deal with me with those arty soft songs."
"Brother Mo, don't worry! The rivers and lakes have the flavor of the rivers and lakes, how dare I just pretend to be a fool!" I stood up nonchalantly, took a wine jar from the maid behind me, walked to the railing next to the boat and sat down.
Sang Xiaoyun and several young masters looked at me eagerly. They originally thought that I would be able to pick up a musical instrument, but they didn't expect that I would just pick up a jar of wine and call it a day. They couldn't help but have a look of surprise on their faces.
"But I don't care what they think. Since we have already decided to give Mo Wuyi a try, we naturally already have a plan in mind."
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Where will my sword go?
Love and hate are inseparable;
My knife cuts through the sky;
Right and wrong remain motionless;
I am drunk and hazy;
Gratitude and resentment are illusions and empty;
I woke up from a spring dream;
Life and death are all empty
After taking a sip of fine wine from the jar, I sat on the fence and sang the extremely familiar song "Swords Are Like Dreams" loudly while holding the jar to beat time.
Although I can¡¯t sing with great emotion, I can have atmosphere with wine, and momentum with courage. As soon as a completely alternative song that interprets the feelings of Jianghu came out, it immediately shocked the people on the boat and attracted many people who were doing it. The sight of the cruise ship as it prepares to leave.
Mo Wuyi was holding the long sword in his hand casually and looking at me with a smile. However, after listening to me singing a verse, he had completely found the state. He drew out the long sword with a single wave of his hand and closed the song. Dance to the beat.
Like a sudden gust of wind, the peaceful atmosphere of the boat suddenly turned into a place filled with sword energy. The long sword in Mo Wuyi's hand was like an illusory and inexplicable prop, following my movements. The melody moves around, sometimes domineering, sometimes hesitant and stagnant, sometimes opening and closing freely, sometimes tactfully and entangled
After the song was sung, there was silence all around.
I don¡¯t know whether I was shocked by my piece of music that was completely out of tune with China¡¯s style, or I was stunned by the masterful demeanor suddenly shown by Mo Wuyi, a lowly guest. There was silence in Xianyin Tower.
"Okay, okay, okay! These two gentlemen are so amazing! They sing beautifully and dance beautifully! Yanluo has really opened her eyes, haha!" It was Yanluo who was the first to break the silence.
The little loli cheered enthusiastically, clapped her little hands non-stop, and danced as if she wished she could join in the fun.
"Haha! It's really enjoyable! Brother Tian, ??don't you know the name of this song?" Putting down the long sword in his hand, Mo Wuyi was enveloped in an unprecedented aloof aura, looking at me with piercing eyes and asking.
"Since Brother Mo likes it, let's call this song "Swords Like Dreams"!" I smiled slightly and shamelessly named the song.
" Anyway, tonight is not the first time that we have plagiarized, so let's just plagiarize to the end. The ancients said that stealing books is not guilty, so let's extend it and treat stealing songs and poems as not being guilty. Hehe.
"The sword is like a dream! Good! Good song, good name! Come, it's rare for life to be happy, let Wu Yi respect Brother Tian again!" Mo Wuyi put down the sword in his hand with high spirits. Mo Wuyi actually imitated me and took it from the hand of the maid next to him. He took a jar of fine wine and toasted me directly from the jar.
Comrade Swordsman, let¡¯s get high tonight
"Do it!" Although I secretly scolded this guy for being a pervert, facing this real master who had already shown his strength, we still decisively adopted the attitude of risking our lives to accompany a gentleman, picked up the wine jar and drank.
"We can't bear to let the child trap the wolf. Since Mo Wuyi, the magical "No. 1 Sword of the East China Sea", has taken the initiative to hit the hand of this prince, we will not let it go easily - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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