Ming Dynasty: At the beginning of the game, Lao Zhu resigned and retired.

Chapter 129 Mr. Hu hugs the beauty and watches the show

Chapter 129 Mr. Hu hugs the beauty and watches the show

It has to be said that Yingtian Mansion, as the most favored place of the emperor and an important place in the capital, is worthy of being a gathering place of culture and culture.

Just look at the poems recited at this brothel's poetry meeting and you will know.

To say it's a classic, that's not to say it's a classic.

But as long as it can be released for reading by the three referees, the quality is really good.

Now Hu Weiyong, Mr. Hu's vision is not ordinary.

He has both the knowledge and skills of his predecessor and the knowledge of his previous life.

In addition, after coming to Ming Dynasty during this period, he read a lot.

Although he reads a lot of miscellaneous books, he also reads some short books about goblins fighting from time to time.

But the combined memory of two lifetimes of souls allowed him to almost never forget.

This resulted in him reading a lot of miscellaneous books in the Ministry of Rites.

And as these books entered his mind, his knowledge and knowledge of ancient Chinese were steadily increasing.

Precisely because of this, now that he claims to be a master, it is really not a lie.

Perhaps in terms of analysis of the Four Books and Five Classics, he is still inferior to those old masters.

But when it comes to poetry, poetry, historical records and other things, he is definitely at the forefront of the world.

Therefore, even Mr. Hu felt that the quality of this poetry meeting was quite high, what about others?

But the more this happened, the higher the interest of others became.

After all, having the reputation of being smarter than a fool is not something worth showing off to.

On the contrary, when you encounter strong opponents, you can only show your ability by winning the first prize in one fell swoop.

Therefore, as time went by, everyone's enthusiasm became more and more intense.

After pondering for a long time, many people finally began to write with ink.

At this time, Xie Jin and Fang Xiaoru, who were happily holding the beauty, drinking wine and eating side dishes, could not sit still.

Both of them are more or less confident in their talents and learning.

Even Fang Xiaoru, who failed Sun Shan in the academy examination, is confident.

Especially when Hu Weiyong had already patted his chest to show that he would not take action, the two brothers became even more interested.

"Brother Chen, the excitement is getting louder and louder. Are you really not going to join in?"

"It's such a blessing, but if you can't participate when you are there, I'm afraid you will regret it afterwards!"

Xie Jin said it funny, but Hu Weiyong shook his head without hesitation.

"Don't go!"

"If you promise someone won't go, then of course you won't go."

"As for writing poetry, as long as this ability is still there, why worry about not having a chance to show it?"

"Besides, it will be good for you if we don't go. Doesn't this mean we have eliminated a strong enemy from the beginning?"

"What a great thing, isn't it?"

Hu Weiyong's answer was also funny, and both Xie Jin and Fang Xiaoru laughed.

The two looked at each other, their hearts burning.

‘If Brother Chen doesn’t participate, it’s unclear who will win! ’

To put it bluntly, for the two young brothers, they have witnessed Hu Weiyong write poetry live twice.

As long as Hu Weiyong, a player with a foul level, does not participate, no matter who comes, the others will really have the courage to go up and give it a try.

After all, they are still in the second grade of middle school, and who has not yet awakened the need and desire to become famous?

What's more, today's man can not only become famous, but also win beautiful women!

Moreover, they are both proud young geniuses, so the two brothers have no intention of taking this opportunity to compete with each other. Immediately, the two brothers each occupied a desk, and while holding their breath and concentrating on ink and paper, they secretly pondered the poem.

What they did made the girl who was accompanying them at the table look a little embarrassed.

It's not convenient to leave now, but if you want to change the target?

I turned around and looked, oh!

This mysterious guest was called "Brother Chen" by the two benefactors just now, and was treated respectfully by the old madam Runniang, who called him "Master Wei".

How can I have time to talk to them at this time?

I saw Mr. Chen directly holding the girl Wanru and sitting on his lap.

We are rubbing our ears and temples together, making love to each other, that's a lot of fun.

Where can I find the time to deal with these "wasted flowers and willows"!

For a moment, several girls who actually had no shortage of patrons or compliments on weekdays began to drink by themselves in a somewhat disappointed manner.

However, no matter what they do, they will never think of it.

The man opposite who looks like he is no more than thirty or forty years old, but is actually close to his destiny, is he really a man?

At this moment, Hu Weiyong was really addicted to playing.

It's so fun to be like this little girl.

She was obviously from a serious brothel, but she was still young and looked like a girl from a serious family.

Being teased constantly by Hu Weiyong, a seasoned veteran of the entertainment scene, he was all dazed and stunned.

After all, Mr. Hu knows so many tricks, sweet words, jokes, and jokes are endless.

The main thing is to have a companionship experience that is not only excellent, but also full of freshness.

It seems that this little girl has never seen this before when she first arrived.

It didn't take much effort, but Hu Weiyong coaxed her into a state of endless affection and confusion.

In fact, Wan Ru was also curious.

"Sir, what is your identity?"

"Not to mention that I've seen her before, this is the first time I've heard that Runniang just asks someone to play with her for free."

"After all, every business has its own rules. In this brothel, there are some who get credit and some who eat overlord meals."

"But the one who is really upright and honest and says that you don't need money to play in peace and quiet. Apart from the Liu Yong family who have heard of the Song Dynasty, you are the only one in the Nu family!"

Hu Weiyong looked at Xiao Nizi's eyes sparkling with curiosity and laughed.

After gently pinching the other person's face and feeling the smoothness and tenderness of the skin between his fingers, Mr. Hu replied with a smile.

"Sir, if I rely on my status to pressure the Madam of the You family and ask for money, that would be shameless!"

"But now, sir, I rely on my literary talents to make your madam take the initiative to say that he doesn't want money. That's my master's skill!"

"So, Wan Ru, even if others know about this, they will only be envious!"

As soon as I said this, I thought about it for a moment, and it was really alas.

For a moment, the little girl looked at Hu Weiyong with increasingly hot eyes.

Who among the girls who stay in a brothel has not read the basic story of a talented man and a beautiful woman, and has no vision of a talented man and a beautiful woman?

On the other side, the atmosphere became more and more lively as people wrote poems one after another.

But after some discussion, the entire poetry meeting finally came to an end.

Fang Xiaoru is temporarily ranked sixth. Although he can't compete for the oiran, one of the eight should be available.

As for Xie Jin, he failed in the fight for the top spot and unfortunately ranked second.

The first place goes to another scholar.

(End of this chapter)