In those years when covering the sky and becoming a banshee

Chapter 23 Rong Chengyu Mirror
There was silence in the hall,
Hu Ning was stunned by this sudden 'vulgar voice'!

Very meow,

The smell that was originally like a fairy attending a meeting disappeared instantly...

The big black wolf didn't feel anything, instead he felt that the hall was so quiet, he was shocked by his 'talent'.

"Well, the words are rough and the rationale is not rough, this poem is equivalent to: the sparrow pecked the cow's butt-it is indeed a cow's criticism (the sparrow eats the cow's fart)..."

Tiger Mom breaks the silence and tries to save the atmosphere...

"Hey, I think it's not bad, this poem. Three sets minus two sets—and there is one set."

Yao Shuli clenched his fist and coughed lightly, and then opened his mouth.

"I think it's not bad, like: the monk has arrived at home—miao (temple)." The Queen Mother of the West nodded and echoed.

"Hahaha, I think it's okay, the landlord Rong Cheng is really talented, just like: silkworm baby's mouth—exit into poetry (silk)!"

Xiao Zhan, the King of War in the Temple of War God, got up and said with a bold smile.

For a time,

With the rescue of the tiger mother and the others, the atmosphere returned...

Others also became interested one after another, and they all spoke enthusiastically and made allegorical remarks.

The Holy Master of the Jiang family also got up, drank a glass of wine, and said loudly: "The straw hat has a bad edge--very good!"

The Holy Master of the Feng Clan raised his head and drank a glass of fine wine, and laughed heartily: "Three land halls—miao, miao, miao! (Miaomiaomiao)."

Hu Ningxin also became interested,
After pondering for a moment, he said crisply: "There is a thermos on the top of the mountain—high level (water bottle)."

"Good words, good words, the little princess of the Demon Court is also a high water bottle! Hahaha!"

Some people in the hall were drunk, their faces were red and their necks were thick, but they were not restrained, and they all laughed.

This time, Hu Xiaoju was unconvinced, and thought: If an unscrupulous sister can do it, she will do it too!

So...

The little girl put down the half-eaten chicken leg, stepped on the jade table with one foot, crossed her hands with the other, and said crisply: "This poem, the old Dragon King moved——it's amazing (Li Hai)!"

The tiger mother on the seat shook her head and smiled, tapped her head lightly, and said with a smile: "Girls, pay attention to your image."

"嘁~"

Hu Xiaoju held her head and pouted in dissatisfaction.Why is the unscrupulous sister being praised and she being beaten...

It made Qi Guan Wan'er on the side cover her mouth and chuckle lightly.

"Don't boast anymore, everyone, I'm sorry, let's taste the next wine next!" Seeing that the atmosphere was getting lively, Rong Chengyu began to strike while the iron was hot to launch the next product.

"Come here, serve wine -'Nanzhu'."

Rong Chengyu patted his hands lightly, and then there were many beautiful maids carrying exquisite jugs, shuttled through the hall like butterflies, and placed a jar of 'Southern Candles' on each jade table.

Hu Ningxin poured herself a glass without saying a word.

After drinking a glass of wine, you can only feel the aroma of the wine is soft, delicate and pleasant, elegant and pure, soft in the mouth, pleasant aftertaste, giving people a simple and pure aesthetic feeling!
"I won't write poems about this wine, I will leave it to you to write poems, and please don't be stingy, so don't hide your Chinese ink anymore." Rong Chengyu laughed lightly.

"Then let me start first!"

The Holy Master of the Feng Clan smiled lightly, drank the 'Nanzhu' in the cup, and said in a deep voice, "Fajiu adjusts the air, and the Qingqin enters the spirit. Attract Tao Pengze, get drunk and get rid of Ruan infantry."

"What a five-character poem! It should be clear!" The Holy Master of the Jiang Family clapped his hands and applauded.

Others in the hall also drank and cheered.

The mellow aroma of wine is refreshing, and it is very lively with many big bosses sitting around and drinking happily.

Only the big black wolf curled his lips secretly in the corner, feeling nothing more than that, not as good as himself...

"Really good."

The Peacock King also stood up, and chanted: "Taste Nanzhu wine in a cup, and look at ten thousand flowers in a tree. If you want to know how many days, the wine will be stained with Chengxia."

"Okay! Brother Peacock is good at literature, and Brother Feng is good at culture, so let me join in the fun and make a fool of myself!" Zhan Wang Xiao Zhan also stood up, toasted, and chanted:

"The wine in the golden cup is mellow and fragrant, but ten cups and five cups don't make sense. After a hundred cups, you start to go crazy, and you go crazy every time, so high-spirited!"

"Okay! Okay! This poem is heroic enough, worthy of being the King of War, but a man of temperament!" King Qingjiao laughed boldly.

"Then I'll have a song too..."

The owner of Tianyao Palace, Yao Shuli, was also interested, and said softly: "The southern candle is full of dew wine, and the smoked wind dances and sings. The smoked passers-by are also drunk. If you ask where there are? There are many wine flags along the way in Xianlou .”

"Sister Shu Li's poem is not bad too. Sister Huangyue, don't you plan to write one?" Rong Chengyu smiled sweetly, and looked at Tiger Mother smilingly.

"Me? I'll forget it..."

The tiger mother took a sip of Nanzhujiu, then smiled and said, "Just let my worthless daughter do it for me! Ning Xin, you do it."

heard,

Almost everyone in the hall focused their eyes on Hu Ningxin, and Hu Xiaoju gloated at her misfortune.

Hu Ningxin: "..."

The corner of her mouth twitched, Hu Ning glanced at her mother speechlessly, and said in her heart: You trust your daughter too much, don't you?If I hadn't recited a few songs before, it would be really embarrassing...

"cough."

Hu Ningxin stood up slowly, drank a glass of wine first, moistened her throat, and chanted in a clear girl's voice:

"When the moon will be there, ask Qingtian about the wine.

I don’t know what the palace is, but what year is it.

I want to ride the wind back home, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu.

It's so cold in the heights, dancing to find out the shadows, it seems to be in the world.

Turn Zhuge, low tenants, and sleepless.

There should be no hatred, why is it going to other times?

People have sorrows and sorrows and joys, and moons have yin and qing, which is difficult to complete.

Nung, moon and new moon…"

The voice fell,

There was silence and silence all around.

Everyone is savoring this poem carefully, the more it tastes, the more it has charm!

"Hiss~ What's the name of this poem...?"

Rong Chengyu asked hesitantly after pondering for a moment.

It seems unbelievable that this was made by a 12-year-old girl.

No matter how you look at it, the artistic conception and thoughts expressed in this poem seem to be written by a drunk who has experienced great joy, great sorrow, depression and melancholy.And Hu Ningxin is only 12 years old, and has been living under the protection of the demon court, how could it be possible to experience so many joys and sorrows?
"Water melody song head."

Hu Ning replied heartily.

"Oh? Why is it called 'Shui Tiao Ge Tou'?"

Rong Chengyu looked at Hu Ningxin curiously, and observed this little silver-haired cat-eared loli with some interest.

Hu Ning was at a loss for words, she suddenly regretted why she didn't listen to the Chinese teacher's lectures, and now she doesn't even know the meaning of "Shui Tiao Ge Tou"...

Seeing that Hu Ning was silent, Rong Chengyu frowned slightly, and muttered: "But what's the secret?"

"Uh-huh…"

Hu Ningxin nodded hastily, trying to fool her quickly.

"Ok."

Rong Chengyu sighed, as if he was secretly regretting something, and then smiled and said: "Sister Huangyue has given birth to such a good work at such a young age, and my sister is very envious."

The tiger mother was speechless,

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(End of this chapter)