Chief don't slap in the face

Chapter 185 I read a poem right then!

"Hang him! Hang him!"

Those who hated Xia Ye cursed, wishing to see Xia Ye pushed out and hanged at the gate of the tribe in the next moment, but they were destined to be disappointed.

"Chaoge is a good name!"

Xia Shilian walked up to Xia Ye: "I heard that your tribe has a lot of delicacies? For example, that biscuit is good!"

"Thank you Miss for your compliment!"

Xia Ye smiled slightly, showing the most perfect affinity. As for the eyes, he kept looking at Xia Shilian, without the fear and anxiety of seeing a big man.

"Ha ha!"

Xia Shilian smiled, suddenly turned serious, and glared at Xia Ye: "Then you stay in the Lianhua tribe and cook for me!"

"Sorry, I'm not a cook!"

Xia Ye refused cleanly.

"Do you dare to refuse my offer?"

Xia Shilian's tone was not kind.

"With your status, many chefs will rush to perform for you, but a warrior..."

Xia Ye paused, and looked around: "Unbelievable!"

This sentence hit too wide a range, the faces of Xia Shilian's subordinates who were idle and bored watching the show changed, and they stood up slowly.

There are hot-tempered ones who want to kill Xia Ye as soon as they draw their swords, such as a short-haired man named Xia Junhao.

"Look, most of them are brainless!"

The corner of Xia Ye's mouth twitched.

"Then you have a brain!"

Xia Shilian sneered, stretched out an index finger, pointed at Xia Ye's chin, and raised his head: "I don't like people looking directly at me!"

"Little girl, one day, I will crush you under my crotch!"

Xia Ye endured it, gave up the plan to slap Xia Shilian, but opened her hand.

Whoa!
Xia Ye's offensive behavior caused another uproar, but what surprised them even more was that Xia Shilian was not angry.

In other words, Xia Ye spoke before Xia Shilian wanted to explode.

"I want to pursue you!"

"what?"

Xia Shilian frowned slightly. She thought that Xia Ye might swear allegiance to her, but she didn't expect it to be a courtship. You know, the Great Prophet Xia Yunzhi loved her so much that even the patriarchs of the Zhongshan and Wei clans refused their marriage proposals for their sons.

Since then, even if someone likes Xia Shilian, they dare not confess it. Now this disabled person wearing a blindfold is really a toad who wants to eat swan meat.

"My fair lady, a gentleman is so sweet!"

Xia Ye looked at Xia Shilian with burning eyes, and tried to make his tone affectionate: "I originally wanted to take refuge in you, but after seeing your beautiful face, I changed my mind. I don't want to be a subordinate, I want to be your husband , I will do anything for it!"

"Hey, this kid really dares to say it!"

"Haha, I'm sure I'm going to be hanged now!"

"Nimma, you are so courageous!"

The onlookers were convinced, this guy is not only a lunatic, but also mentally retarded.

Xia Shilian was a little uncomfortable being stared at by Xia Ye's enthusiasm, she turned her head slightly.

Xia Dongli and the others standing next to her were immediately shocked. They were all Xia Shilian's direct descendants and they were often together, so they knew how strong her temper was, but now, she actually avoided a man's gaze.

These subordinates didn't know that not only women, but even men would have a sense of superiority and complacency when they were confessed in public.

This feeling will vary according to the status of the confession object, causing drastic emotional changes. A beggar's confession is naturally different from a prince's confession.

Xia Ye is not a prince, but he has just beheaded Xia Long forcefully and hated Xia Zhi. It can be said that he is now in full swing, and he is the most showy guy at this banquet!

What's more, Xia Ye has a handsome face, and because of the killing during this period, there is a smear of iron and blood between his brows, which is very attractive.

This man's confession is undoubtedly a side proof of Sunsilk's charm.

Xia Shilian's ability to become a genius as famous as Xia Jie's was certainly not something that could be fooled by such a small trick, so she immediately turned her head back, stared at Xia Ye, and was about to scold her.

"There are beauties in the north, who are peerless and independent. When you look at the city of Qingren, and then the country of Qingren, you don't know the city and the country. No matter how rare a beautiful woman is!"

Xia Ye looked at Xia Shilian affectionately, and said slowly.

But after reading the first sentence, Xia Shilian froze on the spot, her thoughts about how to make Xia Ye surrender and how to calm down this incident were all messed up in her mind, leaving only this poem, which kept reverberating in her mind.

Xia Yuanji and Xia Dongli were dumbfounded, they looked at Xia Ye as if they had seen a ghost.

Xia Zhi frowned tightly, took a peek at Xia Shaoyao and the others, then at Xia Shilian, and found that they all had shocked expressions, so he knew that he had met a strong competitor this time.

"What's going on? Why did the young miss and the others froze after he read a sentence?"

"It's more than just stunned. Didn't you see that the young lady's cheeks are flushed? This is a sign of excitement!"

"Hi Nima, this is a love poem!"

In this era, civilization is broken and culture is broken, so the development of literature and poetry is extremely slow, and ordinary civilians don't know the words, let alone poetry. On the contrary, the upper class has begun to show signs of poetry sprouting, but it is just saliva poetry. Created around love, heroes, and worshiping ancestors.

Xia Ye's poem seems simple, but it is catchy and gorgeous. The first line of the poem is that there are beauties in the north!
There are hundreds of tribes in the north, as well as Zhao, Wei, and Yan. There are countless beauties, but now, as long as Xia Ye's poem is spread, Xia Shilian from the Xia tribe will definitely become the most beautiful woman in the north.

"My ancestors, it's so gorgeous!"

Xia Yuanji sighed with emotion.

"You did this?"

Xia Shaoyao excitedly took a step forward and grabbed Xia Ye's arm: "Quickly tell me, did you do it?"

"Have you heard it anywhere else?"

Xia Ye asked back.

"no!"

Xia Shaoyao's father is the third hero of the tribe, a real noble class, so she has been educated since she was a child, and she can appreciate the beauty of this poem.

"It's so gorgeous!"

Among the people present, Lu Lingxi has the highest literary quality. Hearing this beautiful poem, he couldn't help clapping his hands.

Xia Shilian's cheeks were not only flushed, but the blush like a burning cloud dyed her neck, and her body trembled even slightly.

"listen well!"

Xia Shilian's head was a little dizzy, and she felt a little short of breath. There were many people who wooed her, but the one who wooed her with poetry was the first one to wear a blindfold, and he read it so beautifully.

Of course, Xia Shilian definitely doesn't know what rhyme is, what is the beauty of rhythm.

Xia Shilian is such a smart girl, she knows that this poem will soon spread across the north with the caravan, and her fame will also rise rapidly, becoming No. 1 in the north.

"Penalty kick! Penalty kick! Penalty kick! "Song of a Beautiful Woman" has done a great job, don't give this indigenous girl in the post-civilization era any chance, the great Xia Ye, he has inherited the essence of China's 5000-year civilization, Li Bai, Du Fu, Li Yannian, in the At this moment of soul possession, Xia Ye alone represents the long history and tradition of literature before the break of civilization, at this moment, he is not fighting alone, he is not alone!"

There is a little devil in Xia Ye's heart, shouting and cheering crazily, at this moment, he conquered Xia Shilian with ancient poetry!
"Xia Ye is really a scheming dog!"

Xia Wa lamented that her family was very poor, so naturally she did not have much literary taste, but seeing Xia Shilian's expression, Xia Wa knew that she was touched by that poem.

If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, Xia Ye would be able to kiss Xia Shilian's lips if he took the initiative.

Xia Ye is really very scheming, if this poem is written to someone else, he will definitely be slapped and scolded in a mess, but Xia Shilian is different, she is the beloved daughter of the Great Prophet, and has accepted all the inheritance.

In this era, the Great Prophet is a wise man, the lighting lamp of a tribe, and is recognized as the most intelligent person.

So Sunsilk can perfectly appreciate the beauty of this poem, and the more you read it, the more mellow and delicious the taste will be!
As the beloved daughter of the Great Prophet, Sunsilk has everything she needs, but only this kind of wonderful poetry can be met but not sought after!

This is an ultimate spiritual enjoyment!

Like these top ladies, if they show off something to each other, it won't be long before each family can get it, but now, Xia Shilian throws out this poem, who can have it?Even if you sell the entire tribe, you won't be able to buy a single song back!
"This...this poem...what is it called?"

Xia Shilian was a little excited, her lips that had been smeared with lavender flower juice trembled slightly.

"My eldest lady, her name is "Song of a Beautiful Woman, I made it in a flash of inspiration after I saw you!"

Xia Ye knelt down on one knee and stretched out his right hand: "Now I dedicate it to you, but I am worried that it is not worthy of your beauty!"

"Nonsense, you are a poor ghost living in a slum, you can't read all the words, can you write poetry? I think you can eat shit?"

Seeing Xia Shilian's attitude, Xia Fei was so jealous that he was going crazy, and couldn't help shouting.

"Come here, break his leg and throw him out!"

Xia Shilian growled.

This is definitely not what Xia Ye said, so a group of fully armed subordinates rushed towards Xia Fei aggressively.

"Eh? I made a slip of the tongue, please..."

Xia Fei panicked, but before he could utter the word 'fate', a big man covered his mouth, and then someone smashed him hard on the knee with a mace.

boom!boom!
Xia Fei's legs twisted immediately, the veins on his forehead twitched violently, and his face flushed, but his mouth was covered, so he couldn't even scream.

"Xia Ye is going to make a fortune this time!"

Xia Man looked at Xia Ye resentfully, with a hint of envy in his eyes.

"Oh, I should have stood up just now!"

Xia Gua regretted and wanted to cry. He really shouldn't have hesitated just now, but then he remembered that if he had taken the initiative and captured Xia Ye's heart, wouldn't he be the owner of this poem.

"What's the name of this poem?"

Xia Shilian helped Xia Ye up, and for the first time, she supported his hand with her own hands.

Even Xia Zhi hadn't gotten this kind of fingertip touch, so his face was so dark that ink was almost wrung out.

""Beauty Song"!"

Xia Ye exerted a little force on his right hand, and when he parted, his fingertips brushed against Xia Shilian's palm.

(End of this chapter)