"My God, this guy actually did it."

"As long as you are familiar with the rules of Wenkui Tower, you know that if you want to drink Thunder and Yulu, you have to write poems with wine. Before, I have always suspected that this guy named Wang had already known the rules of Wenkui Tower, but he just pretended not to know it. Then he threw out a lot of poems prepared. Not only can he drink Thunder and Yulu, but more importantly, he can make himself famous in the Imperial Capital."

"Now it seems that my suspicion is wrong. The guests in the top-floor box temporarily changed the rules and changed them to Qiu as the theme. As a result, this guy named Wang Le was able to write amazing good poems so quickly. It's incredible!"

"Maybe, this is the genius who God can enjoy food!"

………

Just when the guests in Wenkui Tower were talking about Wang Le's amazing performance, they saw that the parties involved had no intention of giving up.

After the new rain in the empty mountains, autumn comes late.

The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows up the stones.

The bamboo is noisy and the washing girl is washing her hair, and the lotus moves down the fishing boat.

The spring flowers are at will, and the princes can stay.

………

If life is just like the first meeting, what if the autumn wind is sad and painted a fan?

The old friends' hearts change easily, but the old friends' hearts change easily.

After talking to Bashan, I will be half a night, and I will never complain.

How can I be as happy as a man in a brocade and wish to be together on the same day?

………

When Wang Le read out two poems about the poem Buddha Wang Wei and Nalan Xingde in one breath, the quiet needles of the entire Wenkui Tower can be heard.

Only Lord Luo, who was full of excitement, was at his desk and the sound of friction between paper and pen and paper.

At this moment, Lord Luo felt honored and could witness the most dazzling light emitted by a literary genius.

The principle that literati are despised by each other is still common in eternal stars.

Before this, many literati saw Wang Le's amazing performance, and they inevitably felt deeply jealous and even hatred.

However, seeing Wang Le's increasingly dazzling performance, everyone can clearly realize that the gap between him and the young man in front of him is like a deep abyss and ravines, which cannot be compensated at all.

Facing this monster who can become a poem by speaking, the literati who thinks he is talented can't help but feel desperate.

Because even if they study hard for a lifetime, they will not be able to do this like Wang Le, and they can write a good poem casually.

And seeing this guy's unsatisfactory look, it is obvious that as long as he wants, he can continue to write a few more poems that can be exchanged for thunder and rain.

"What a fucking pervert!"

When a guest saw Wang Le's calm look at him, he finally couldn't help but curse in a low voice, but the look he looked at Wang Dashen, besides admiring him!

At this moment, Wang Le smiled calmly and looked at the shopkeeper Yan who had not yet come to his senses, and asked, "If these poems are not good, I will write a few more."

The corners of the eyes of the shopkeeper Yan, who woke up, twitched. He first looked up at the top box. Seeing that there was no movement inside, he smiled bitterly and replied, "Mr. Wang is a talented man. Yan is an eye-opener today. From now on, the entire Aolai Kingdom, and even the poetry world in Dongsheng, will not dare to be the first in front of Mr. Wang."

Wang Le smiled disconcerted and shook his head, "What the first and second are you, I don't dare to be interested at all. Manager Yan should go to the wine cellar to take out Thunder Yulu!"

Just as Manager Yan nodded, he heard a woman's voice with appreciation coming from the top floor box again, saying, "Mr. Wang and two old men, can you please tell me?"

Although the woman had the right to change the rules of Wenkuilou just now, she knew that the other party's identity was not simple, but Wang Le believed that she was not familiar with the other party at all and had nothing to talk about.

Just as Wang Le was about to refuse, Luo Tang, the two old men, responded without hesitation. Among them, Lord Luo smiled and said, "How dare I not obey my orders if Miss Sui invites me?"

As he spoke, Mr. Tang even winked at Wang Le, and at the same time he smiled and said, "Please, Mr. Wang!"

Following Luo Tang and the two old men did not allow Wang Le to say too much, he pulled each other up and left the first floor lobby and followed the stairs to the top private room.

As for the winning thunder and rain, it will naturally be sent to the top private room next.

When the three of them got closer and closer to the top private room, Wang Le finally couldn't help asking, "That's..."

Before he finished speaking, the old man surnamed Tang interrupted him and introduced, "This Sui girl is a disciple of the national teacher."

"Uh!" Wang Le was stunned at first, and then he couldn't help but look strange. He came to Yujing City this time just for the Yunhu National Master.

I never thought that before the national master met, he would meet the other party’s apprentice first.

"No wonder the two old men agreed without hesitation when they saw this Sui girl summoning her. It turned out that there was a great backer of Yunhu National Master behind her." Wang Le couldn't help but mutter in his heart.

For Wang Le, he didn't care whether the backer behind Miss Sui was the national teacher or someone. As long as he was not happy, it would be useless even if the Heavenly King came.

This is because Mr. Luo is busy writing poems for himself. Otherwise, Wang Le would not bother to pay attention to this Sui girl.

Of course, in addition to this, another reason is that Wang Le wanted to know the specific location of Yunhu National Master now from this Sui girl whom he had never met.

Just as Wang Le was thinking about how to ask questions, the three people who arrived at the top came along the corridor to a private room at the end.

Before the three of them could speak, the door of the private room opened from the inside, and a beautiful woman wearing a green palace dress appeared in front of everyone.

Then I saw the beautiful woman with a beautiful face, seventeen or eighteen years old, smiling politely and making an invitation gesture, and said, "Please, three, senior sister are cooking tea."

After saying that, the beautiful woman gave up her way and let the three of them walk in.

Wang Le, who had just entered the private room, immediately asked about a light tea fragrance that could make people relax.

In addition, what surprised Wang Le was that he felt the fluctuations of spiritual energy from the fragrance of tea.

"It seems that Uncle Huang is not wrong. The National Master Yunhu is indeed a monk." Wang Le couldn't help but say confidentially.

The private room is very large and you can't see the entire private room at a glance, because there is a huge screen blocking it after entering the door.

After Wang Le walked around the screen with the company of two old men, he saw a young woman in red dress sitting kneeling at a low table to cook tea.

Although he only saw the side face, Wang Le's heart still jumped.

"Sister Fairy."

Wang Le's mind immediately jumped out of Liu Yifei, who was very popular in the Chinese entertainment circle of Emperor Burial Star.

To be more precise, the Sui girl in red dress in front of her was better than the fairy sister.

Because in Wang Le's impression, the biggest disadvantage of the fairy sister's figure is that she shoulders are sloping, and the Sui girl in front of her obviously has no problem.
Chapter completed!