Need for God's Seal of the Young Master

Chapter 393 On Young Master's Literary Accomplishment
"When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky for wine. I don't know the palace in the sky. What year is it today?
I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid that Qionglouyuyu, the heights are too cold,
Dancing clear shadow, like in the world……

……Nung, moon and new moon.

This was written by the young master when he was admiring the moon in the Mingyue Pavilion. At that time, everyone who heard this poem was so shocked that they couldn't even speak. How is it? It's amazing, right?Let me tell you, my young master still has many powerful poems like this, and the young master just writes poems casually, without thinking at all. "

Ah Fu proudly told that, in fact, he was not with Yu Xiaotian when this poem was written, but as a book boy, he had to memorize the young master's works by heart. This is the self-cultivation of a book boy, of course, Ah Fu himself thinks.

However, the song "When Will the Bright Moon Come" is indeed very charming. Although the few people present were ridiculed by Ah Fu as vulgar people, the magnificence, feelings and beautiful artistic conception of the words still made them fascinated. They were all stupid I froze there.

After a long time, they recovered from the shock, and the gazes they looked at Yu Xiaotian changed again.

Now they are already looking at him like a monster, and they don't understand how a person can be so evil.

Even Murong Ling'er, who has always looked down upon Yu Xiaotian, is already filled with emotion in his heart at this moment.But the little girl still refused to admit defeat and said:
"Besides, what's so...remarkable? It's actually some limp tones, not manly at all."

Even though her heart was so shocked that she almost bowed down, Murong Ling'er still said this insincerely.

The others looked at her curiously, with sincere admiration in their eyes, admiring how she could say such insincere words.

But just as she said that, the book boy Afu on the opposite side quit, and he retorted proudly:
"Who said there are no men? My young master has never written any kind of poems. Listen to this...

Zhao Keman, Hu Ying, Wu Goosen, Xueming.The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star.

Killing a person in ten steps, without leaving a thousand miles.Hello.

After drinking in Xinling, I took off my sword and crossed my knees.Will eat Zhu Hai with roasted rice, hold a cup to persuade Hou Ying...

Even if you die as a hero, you will not be ashamed of being a hero in the world.Who can write your Excellency, the White Head Taixuan Sutra.

This song of chivalrous conduct was written by the young master in his free time. How about it, is this song no longer limp and unmanly? "

The book boy Ah Fu once again shocked everyone there, this time everyone was infected by the chic chivalry in the poem, even Murong Ling'er, who has always been picky about bones, was actually fascinated at the moment color.

And Mu Ziling's eyes showed a strange look, and the way she stared at Yu Xiaotian seemed no longer innocent.

Even Ye Yi Leng, who is a man, is like this at this moment, and there is heat and admiration in his cold eyes at this moment, looking at Yu Xiaotian's eyes from the previous trust and kindness to now adding a lot of admiration.In short, everyone was completely shocked by this mysterious young master.

It's no wonder that this foolish book boy is so arrogant. Thinking about it, there is such a young master with such literary talent, such a young master who has never been seen in the ages, and is destined to be famous forever. This personal book boy is indeed qualified to be proud.

After showing off like this, everyone really admired this stupid book boy, he really has the right to be proud.

But such a magical, silly, and arrogant book boy is really amazing!
Mu Ziling on the side was obviously very interested in these things. From the beginning of Ah Fu's chanting, her eyes became brighter and brighter. Seeing that Murong Ling'er was beaten so hard, she stopped asking, which made Muzi Ling was a little disappointed.

Looking at the proud Ah Fu, she couldn't help but ask herself:
"As expected of Young Master Yu's personal book boy, you are so powerful, has your young master ever written poems for you?"

She was just asking casually, with the purpose of eliciting a few other poems from this book boy who was very protective of the young master's face.

No one in the room thought that Yu Xiaotian had really written any poems for this book boy, but Ah Fu's answer surprised everyone again.

"Of course, the young master wrote me an eternal masterpiece when he first met me, listen up...

The east wind leaves thousands of trees at night, and blows down, and the stars are like rain.BMW engraved cars on the road.The phoenix flute sounded, the jade pot turned light, and the fish and dragon danced overnight.

The moth's snow willow is golden, and the laughter is gone. The crowd searched for him and looked back, but the man was there, in a dim light.

At that time, the young master saw me in the dimly lit night on the stone bridge tilted by the moon shadow, and then hired me on the spot as a personal bookboy. "

What he said greatly exceeded the scope of acceptance by everyone. Such a beautiful and infinite poem already fascinated people, but I heard that it was written for him, a book boy.

Everyone imagined the scene described by Ah Fu, and couldn't help but have black lines all over their heads.He said in his heart that the literary talent of this Young Master Jade is indeed unprecedented in the ages, surpassing the past and the present.But his acting style is too...too bohemian!
None of the people present, Ye Qingxuan, knew the real situation at that time. Yu Xiaotian wanted to pretend at that time, but she and the seventh princess Wu Xiaomo teamed up to make fun of him, which made him suddenly look back and see a big fool.

Recalling the astonishment and confusion on Yu Xiaotian's face at that time, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Everyone walked forward talking and laughing like this, they were shocked by Young Master Yu's poems along the way, even the most careless Murong Ling'er was already confused.

But when she saw Yu Xiaotian's triumphant look, she couldn't help feeling depressed for a while, she turned her head and deliberately didn't look at him, just in time to see Ye Qingxuan who was smiling all over her face, the little girl rolled her eyes, Take it to heart.

"Hey, sister Qingxuan, your life is really hard. You can't even compare to a book boy. This young master Yu wrote such a good poem for his book boy, but he didn't write one for you. , It's so infuriating, if I were you, I would definitely not be able to spare him."

The smug Yu Xiaotian was stunned when he heard this, he thought that this girl was too bad, could it be that she was invited by a monkey to amuse my young master?
Not caring about entanglement with her, Yu Xiaotian hurriedly said to Ye Qingxuan, whose face was about to turn sour, with a smile:
"Qingxuan, don't listen to her. You are the most important thing in my heart, more important than anyone else. Really, you have to believe me, you are my favorite and my only one."

Hearing Yu Xiaotian's affectionate confession, Ye Qingxuan's complexion began to improve, but before the smile on her face bloomed, Murong Ling'er, who was deliberately provocative, said again:
"You can believe this too. I think he just said it casually. Anyway, if I beat him to death, I wouldn't believe it."

"Murong Ling'er, you... what exactly do you want?"

Yu Xiaotian asked very speechlessly, he was really speechless by this girl.

"What's fierce? Am I wrong? If you have the ability, write a song for Sister Qingxuan right now."

Murong Ling'er didn't show any weakness, and didn't care about Yu Xiaotian's questioning at all.Part of her reason was to see Yu Xiaotian triumphant, and part of it was to fight Ye Qingxuan's injustice, so she was full of confidence.

(End of this chapter)