Journey to the West, one of the fist saints

Chapter 208 Bunny Girl

The princes of those big countries also have a certain tolerance, and they are polite and corporal, and they will not look down on the princes from these small countries. This kind of network resources is also the political capital that they can use to show off in the future.

Xuanzang was surrounded by the most people, most of them were standing in front of the table, holding wine glasses, talking eloquently, while Xuanzang pretended to be listening carefully.

Occasionally nodded in agreement, such an expression would make some princes excited.

The life of a holy monk is so boring and unpretentious.

Because these people all regard Xuanzang as an examiner, only by passing his affirmation can they increase their chances of showing their faces in front of the princess.

All of a sudden, there was a performance in front of Xuanzang's table, where the Eight Immortals crossed the sea, each showing their magical powers.

The princes were tit-for-tat, they all wanted to show their best side in front of Xuanzang, they didn't regard Xuanzang as a potential competitor at all.

The reason is naturally because of Xuanzang's identity, he is a holy monk in the Tang Dynasty and a monk, how could he compete with them for the eldest princess of Tianzhu?

"I heard that poetry in the Tang Dynasty is popular, why don't we take this opportunity to write poems to praise the princess?" The Ninth Prince of the Great Crow Kingdom seemed to be well prepared and brought the topic to poetry.

"Holy Monk, what do you think of this proposal?"

The Ninth Prince bowed down and asked respectfully.

Xuanzang nodded, showing an expression of appreciation, "Not bad!"

Seeing Xuanzang's admiration, the Ninth Prince was greatly appreciated, looked excited, and immediately stepped out with a toast.

"Lonely but not talented, let's throw bricks to attract jade!"

The Ninth Prince cupped his fists and bowed to everyone around him, then walked to the middle of the palace.

There was a strange light in Hu Luxi's eyes, and he said in his heart: "This Ninth Prince is really a dragon and phoenix among men, and he has become the focus of the audience in just a few words!"

In the side hall on the side, a living servant sat up straight, holding a small book in his hand, recording the performance of the princes in the palace.

These records will finally be presented on the royal case of the king of Tianzhu to check which prince is most suitable to be his consort.

Although it was time to throw hydrangea balls to choose a relative, if he really chose a person with unworthy virtue, the king would definitely not want to marry his princess to him.

This is also considered some necessary means. On the day of recruiting relatives, ordinary people will definitely not be able to enter the cross streets, and those who can enter are princes and nobles approved by the king.

As for the stories about princesses marrying beggars told by storytellers, they are all lies. The real world generally does not allow such things to happen.

The Ninth Prince pondered for a moment, cleared his throat, and read slowly: "Golden hairpins on the head, emerald greens on the waist. Pearls intertwine with jade bodies, corals intersect with trees. Luo clothes are fluttering, and light trains are far away in the wind. Looking forward to the brilliance, exhale Ruolan."

"Good! What a great poem, what a great poem!" The prince of a small country was the first to praise.

"Yes, what a wonderful poem!"

"Well, not bad!"

"Nice poem!"

……

The Ninth Prince showed a slight smile on his face, and said modestly: "Where there, this poem is not worth mentioning. I believe there are other talented people here who are far superior to me!"

As he spoke, he took a deep look at the little prince who was the first to praise, nodded kindly in return, and gave a hint of encouragement in his eyes.

That little prince was one of the people who came up to talk to him before. His father's teachings really made sense, and he really shouldn't underestimate anyone who is lower than himself.

No, if I hadn't handed it over before, no one would have appreciated it so quickly.

The Ninth Prince was very humble on the surface, but the corner of his mouth inexplicably evoked an inexplicable arc, obviously very satisfied.

The third prince of the Hami Kingdom felt very uncomfortable seeing the prince of the Great Crow Kingdom show off in front of him, but he did not make relevant preparations, so he could only watch this opportunity pass before his eyes.

At this moment, another handsome prince dressed in black walked into the arena, bowed to everyone, and then read: "Xiao Wang also has a poem for a beautiful woman, please appreciate it !"

"This is the second prince of the Chiyu Kingdom, Wu Kuanglei, who is extremely accomplished in martial arts, but I didn't expect him to be able to compose poems!"

"Listen and talk, and see if there is any goods in this guy's stomach!"

Wu Kuanglei put his hands behind his back, his eyes showed the color of memories, and he slowly opened his mouth and said: "The vermilion powder is not deep and even, and the idle flowers are lightly fragrant. It's good to look closely, everyone is humane, the waist of the willow. Clouds vortex, jade one Shuttle, the light shirt is thin and thin, and the double snails are lightly frowning."

"Another good poem!"

"Light frown and double snails... Not bad, not bad, I really didn't expect a warrior to make such a delicate Fu, it's really unexpected!"

"Brother Wu, good poetry!"

……

Xuanzang watched their performance silently, feeling very bored, at this moment, someone brought the topic to him.

"Since the holy monk is from the Tang Dynasty, he must have a little knowledge of poetry and prose, right? Why don't you give us a hand, so that we can also open our eyes!" Hu Luxuan proposed loudly.

"Okay, the holy monk's poems must be extraordinary!"

"Get the pen, ink, paper and inkstone quickly, I want to grind ink for the holy monk myself!"

Everyone made a fuss, wanting to take this opportunity to flatter and draw closer the relationship between the two.

Xuanzang stood up with a smile, "It's hard to turn down the kindness, but the poor monk won't write it down, just read it!"

"Okay! I'm all ears!"

Xuanzang passed through his mind, and suddenly thought of a relatively obscure poem, and then opened his mouth to read it.

"Good rain knows the season,

When spring is happening.

Sneak into the night with the wind,
Moisturizing is silent.

The wild paths are all black,
The river boat fire alone.

Xiao looked at the red and wet place,
Hua Chongjin official city. "

After Xuanzang finished reading, he took a deep breath and added, "Amitabha, understand the applause!"

"???"

"Clap clap clap..."

Although everyone was surprised, they clapped their hands and praised her enthusiastically.

"A fine poem by the holy monk!"

"This poem will be immortalized forever!"

"But why doesn't it sound like I'm praising my daughter's family?"

"You don't understand this. The holy monk is using things to describe people. You think it is on the second floor, but it is actually on the fifth floor. You can analyze it carefully. For example... cough cough, how many times will you Just read and understand!"

"Hahahaha, I laughed so hard. I didn't expect that the holy monk was also a fellow. I understood it. This poem really has a profound meaning!"

"Can you explain it, I didn't understand!"

"Ahem, I can only feel it but not express it..."

……

Xuanzang heard the constant flattery from the crowd, and interrupted with a wave of his hand: "You guys continue here, the poor monk is a little tired, so let's go to rest first!"

"Congratulations to the holy monk!"

Xuanzang gave a salute and left the main hall directly. When his figure disappeared, a maid in pink came out from the door of the side hall.

"The poem written by this holy monk is really strange. I don't understand it. I'll go back and report it to the princess!"

After the maid finished speaking, she took out a token and waved it in front of the eyes of the two commanders, and then left the Huitong Posthouse.

In the palace, on a bed of clouds, there was a charming woman crouching quietly. Looking at the poem in her hand, she couldn't understand it.

"Is this the poem Tang Seng used to praise his daughter's family?"

On the second day, the cross streets were extremely lively. The guards surrounded the area for thousands of meters, and the people were not allowed to enter at will. Even the original small traders were all driven away.

The Caifeng Building was crowded with carriages, princes and nobles and princes and lords from all over the world all got up early in the morning and ran here to take a seat.

There were hundreds of noble children from Tianzhu Kingdom and visitors from various countries, and no one wanted to give up their place when the Caifeng Tower was crowded.

"As a delicate woman, the princess must not be far away. This should be the best place!"

"Brother, I offer 3000 taels of gold, how about giving me your position?"

"3000 taels? You think so well!"

……

Xuanzang set off with Mofeng, from the Huitong post house to the cross street, along the way there were guards clearing the street, it was very smooth.

After a while, Xuanzang and others came to Caifeng Tower.

There was a gap in the window on the second floor, and a maid inside suddenly shouted: "Look, the great Tang monk is here!"

This cry attracted the accompanying maids from the Caifeng Tower, and they all lay down on the window and peeked out.

"Tweety, your saliva is dripping on my head, can you be more reserved?"

"Suck! That holy monk is really as handsome as Sister Hong said! It would be great if it wasn't for the monk..."

"Why, Tweety, are you excited?"

"Where is there, what is there, I am purely admiring, how is it like you, Sister Yinling, are your pants wet now?"

"You little rascal, begging to be beaten!"

"Sister Yinling, I was wrong, don't hit Tweety!"

……

"His Royal Highness is here!"

A pink and white sedan chair came out of Caifeng Tower, covered with layers of white gauze, and a woman could be vaguely seen sitting inside.

Even through the white gauze, the protruding curves caught the eyes of all the men present.

There was a sound of swallowing saliva in the field.

"Who is it? It's so unbearable?" A prince asked with an upright look.

When everyone looked back, they saw a figure wearing a bamboo hat following Xuanzang, and the sound of swallowing saliva came from him.

Xuanzang hurriedly took a few steps away from Zhu Bajie, looked up at the sky, and pretended not to know him.

This idiot is really embarrassing.

The sedan chair stopped, and a maid spread a layer of white brocade cloth on the road, extending from the sedan door to Caifeng Tower.

The car curtain was lifted, and the first thing that appeared in everyone's eyes was a pair of round and slender white and tender long legs. The crystal clear and plump skin seemed to be water-colored, and there was a hint of pink in the whiteness.

A pair of naked delicate jade feet stepped on the white gauze, crystal clear, like a pair of perfect works of art.

"Gudong..."

"Gudong, Gudong, Gudong..."

All the royal nobles in the field held their breaths and swallowed their saliva violently.

Who can withstand such a scene?
Xuanzang also squinted his eyes subconsciously, he could still hold on like this.

But in the next scene, all the men present almost had nosebleeds, and saw a group of women getting off the sedan chair, all in white, with white fluffy hairpins on their heads, which looked like two rabbit ears.

If you want to be pretty, be filial!

Under the color of Bai Xue, the slim figure of the 'princess' can be seen faintly, which makes everyone want to stop.

What's more deadly is that behind the white slim dress, there is a fluffy white ball inlaid, which looks very much like a rabbit's small tail.

Xuanzang was also very disturbed. After many years, he saw the bunny girl again.

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