The video connects all worlds, and the top ten Monkey Kings are counted at the beginning

Because those people in the photo are all present at the scene.

The Three Virgins, the Four Princesses of Chang'e, etc. were all present at the banquet, so it's not good to make random comments.

In fact, they were also quite embarrassed. They wanted to see Yang Chi in another world showing off his might, and then took the opportunity to praise the real gentleman in front of him.

But who knew that when the photo was opened, this kind of scene appeared in front of my eyes.

Yang saw their embarrassment, and took the initiative to say: "One flower, one world, you don't have to worry about it, just speak freely if you have any opinions."

This can be regarded as a reassurance for everyone, saying that they will not blame themselves for their evaluation of the people in the photo.

But at the end of the day, no one really dared to curse Chen Xiang as a wolf-hearted dog because Chen Xiang was not good to his uncle.

During the brief embarrassment, people also figured out the situation from the conversation in the photo.

It turned out to be the Mid-Autumn Festival, and San ShengMu invited friends to get together. She couldn't bear to neglect Yang Zha, so she simply ordered her servants to bring him over.

But after arriving at the scene, no matter how embarrassed she looked, she regretted her bodhisattva heart, Bai Hua Fairy rescued her, and simply ordered her servants to lift Yang Chi aside.

So there was a scene where Yang Po was left alone, and the Sanshengmu sat with Chang'e and Sun Wukong, beating drums and giving orders.

They beat the drum to pass the flowers, and whoever gets the flowers when the drum stops will stand up and perform their talents.

Not long after, Nezha stopped beating the drum, and the flowers fell into Liu Yanchang's hands.

Liu Yanchang is a sour scholar, he has nothing to perform, so he just recites a poem.

"In the elegant and elegant wind period, the knees are hugged, and the late forest returns to the clouds and red. Think about the order of things and send your footprints. The sound of the silk pipe is heavy and the frost is heavy, and the people in Guanhe are still full of meaning. The soul and dream of the night are the same."

As soon as the poem came out, everyone praised it repeatedly.

Said that the similar meaning in the poem is full of love.

This is true for the people in the painting, but not for the people at the banquet.

"Although this poem is full of affection and meaning, the writing is much worse."

"Well, after careful reading, there are many unsatisfactory places between the words and sentences."

All the people present are immortals with endless lifespan, and there are not a few people who love poetry.

After thousands of years of immersion, it is natural to hear whether this poem is good or bad, and the evaluation is also very pertinent.

Anyway, Liu Yanchang was not there, so he was not afraid of embarrassment.

For these evaluations, San ShengMu naturally wouldn't take them to heart, he knew the two worlds very clearly.

Turning his head, he looked at Yang Chi and asked with a smile, "Second brother, I remember you can also compose poems, right?"

She remembered that the second elder brother liked poetry and prose a little bit. Apart from the files in the Temple of the True Monarch, most of the poems and proses of various dynasties were displayed.

The voice of this sentence was very low, but Chang'e and the fourth princess on the table next to her subconsciously looked over.

Chang'e didn't show any emotions, but she couldn't help but look forward to it in her heart.

The fourth princess on the side looked at Chang'e calmly.

At that moment, Yang Zha's heartfelt voice suddenly sounded in the photo:

"Hmph! There's no emotion in the sour words that show off Fengyue!"

This heartbeat sounded, and Yang Po also appeared in the camera. He looked disdainful, and he didn't even bother to look at Liu Yanchang.

Obviously, Yang Zha didn't like Liu Yanchang's poems.

In the photo, everyone was still commenting, and Nezha said: "Mr. Liu, it is because of your sincerity to be able to stay with the Three Holy Mothers today. I am gratified and congratulated. This word can show the true meaning of the master."

"If someone hadn't stopped them, why would the husband and wife have been separated for 20 years. What happened today is really good and evil will be rewarded in the end." This sentence came from the mouth of Fairy Baihua.

It's not what happened before, it's a sneer at Yang Zai.

At the scene, many people looked at Baihua Fairy at the table with the fourth princess Chang'e.

"Ahem..." Fairy Baihua was embarrassed for a while, not knowing how to explain it, she said to herself, that's not me, let's see what I do.

The conversation in the photo is not over yet, and the ridicule doesn't stop there.

Zhu Bajie took a sip in Yang Po's direction, and echoed Bai Hua: "Yes, you deserve it!"

"Yang Po, you hurt my old grandson that day, but how could you have imagined that you would end up like this today? If grandson doesn't seek revenge from you, you will seek evil results yourself." Sun Wukong came to Yang Chi with a glass of wine, sneering.

Over there, Fairy Baihua saw the disdain in Yang Zha's eyes, and snorted, "Yang Zha, what prestige are you playing? If Mr. Liu hadn't been kind enough to take you in, I'm afraid you would have died on the street."

After saying these words one after another, the courtyard of Yang's mansion suddenly became quiet.

Although it's not one world, these words are aimed at the True Monarch sitting over there.

And those who said these were all acquaintances.

All of a sudden, people's eyes kept going back and forth on Monkey King, Fairy Baihua, and Nezha Zhu Bajie.

"Ahem, my old grandson can't say such a thing. I don't know where the monster came from. It's bad for my grandson's reputation!"

Sun Wukong also knew the embarrassment, so he immediately separated the relationship.

Although he and Yang Zha had conflicts, no matter what, they all admire Yang Zha's martial arts and character.

Nezha also said, "That's right, no one would treat Second Brother like this."

On the other side, Fairy Baihua was also about to explain, but Yang Zha stood up first, "Everyone, watch and take photos as entertainment. As for what the people say and do, they are just people in the play, please don't bother." Linked to reality."

His words were unusually brief, but they also showed his attitude.

The inventory of the heavens is another world. How the people in that world are is their business. Don't have any bad thoughts about the people in this world because of this.

This is what he has to explain, otherwise Fairy Baihua will have no face to stay here any longer.

"The real king is wise!"

"That's how it should be. How could Baihua Fairy be so mean."

"That's right, let's watch a play."

Immediately, an immortal echoed Yang Po's words, so it was considered open.

Now, everyone was able to look back at Fairy Baihua.

Fairy Baihua over there quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded gratefully to Yang Po.

She was also a little annoyed, what was going on with her in another world, how could she be so mean!

When she looked at the picture again, her brows were wrinkled again.

Yang Chi can change the words and deeds of the immortals at the scene with a few words, but it will be different if they are not here.

In the barrage at this time, there are already countless criticisms against him.

"This hundred flowers are still fairies, no matter how you look at them, how do you think of a mortal shrew!"

"How come I don't see that Baihua is so vicious!"

"The you in front of me are so excited, this is not the same world."

"It's not so what, it's not all alone, there are no waves without wind."

"I think so, Baihua is not a good thing at all!"

Seeing these bullet screens, Fairy Baihua almost cried.

Fortunately, Yang Zai was very understanding, so he simply closed the barrage.

At this time, in the pictures taken by the heavens, the game of beating drums and passing flowers is still going on.

Unknowingly, the flowers were passed to Xiaotiangou.

The Xiaotian dog who had eaten the forget-sorrow grass had long lost his memory. Boss Kang reminded in a low voice: "Look at what they performed just now, just like that, do whatever you know how to do."

"Just now?" Xiao Tianquan was a little puzzled.

But before Boss Kang could explain, he seemed to suddenly think of something, and immediately said:

"Wandering for a long time, the clouds come out, and the coldness invades the sleeves. Gradually, I write with sorrow and thoughts, and the new ink is shallow. I am afraid that I will write, and the bandwidth is thin. I don't realize that the age is dark, and I count and turn, and the dust is gone. Talking about it, ice

The wheel is bright and clean, and he sneers and passes the cup to turn around.

However, there is more sorrow than joy, and the anger is overwhelming.It may not be that Yan Liang knows the taste of the world, I am used to seeing how the white clothes and gray dogs are scattered, and I meditate on the golden carvings. "

As soon as this poem came out, the scene was instantly quiet, and Liu Yanchang opened his mouth in surprise.

"Xiaotiangou, where do you see this from?" Chang'e pondered for a while, looking at Xiaotiangou.

I heard Xiao Tiangou reply: "Master wrote it."

He had already taken the Forgetfulness Grass, he didn't know who the owner was, but he answered without hesitation.

Now, no one (babe) spoke, and the atmosphere suddenly became extremely awkward.

What was different was the guests in the courtyard of the Yang Mansion watching the pictures of the heavens.

Who can comfort each other with this meaning, only the sound of nature, and the roar of the wind.Ask about the loss of life,

"Haha, great word!"

"Zhenjun is so talented!"

"It really is like flowing water, quiet and silent!"

"Using the cloud to express the confusion in my heart. I have been writing for a long time, and my heart is full of sorrow. I have so many thoughts that I can't write. I am afraid that when I write, my clothes become wider and people become thinner. I lament the passage of time. The true king is really meticulous!"

"It's the same lamenting the passage of time, and the longing of human feelings, and the judgment is judged!"

Among the immortals at the scene, some who knew the words immediately sighed full of praise, making no secret of their admiration.

It is said that literati look down on each other, but really good poetry is like a treasure.

Yang Po's handwriting, whether in rhythm or writing, has everyone's style.

Under this interpretation, other people also understood and praised it.

"Although my old grandson doesn't understand the poems and songs, it really feels different just listening to them."

"Well, second brother's words are naturally the best."

"This is infinitely better than Liu Yanchang's words."

"Zhenjun has such talent, he deserves to be both civil and military!"

Hearing people's compliments, Yang Zai only responded with a smile, but didn't say much.

It's just that there are some emotions in my heart.

In different worlds, you and I are different people, but the words are written exactly the same.

You over there are looked down upon, and good words are not welcomed, so let me take the applause for you.

He could feel the sadness in that Yang Chiu's heart, which was greater than his heart's death, so he simply regarded himself as the Yang Jiu in the photo.

In this way, it can be regarded as letting him experience the treatment he should have.

On the table next to her, Chang'e lowered her head in thought, feeling the subtle meaning flowing in the words, and looked at Yang Po with more enthusiasm.

Everyone knows that Chang'e lives deep in the Guanghan Palace and is unparalleled in singing and dancing, but they don't know that she is also proficient in rhythm and poetry.

The look at this moment is the heartfelt joy when seeing a confidant.

Beside Chang'e, the fourth princess curled her lips calmly.

"Isn't it just poetry, I will too!"

Compared with the reserved words of the guests attending the banquet in the world of the Lotus Lantern, this is not the case in the heavens and myriad worlds.

At this moment, there was only gloating and mocking in the barrage.

"Looking at their expressions, they are probably so embarrassed that they can deduct a house."

"I'm dying of laughter, a group of blind people who praised Liu Yanchang's words a moment ago, but now that the really good words come out, everyone must be dumbfounded."

"It's not as good as it is, so what if you don't admit it!"

"This nest of disgusting things, their faces are all swollen!"

"Haha, that's right, hit them hard in the face!"

"This group of white-eyed wolves, they come up with good words, do you have the ability to say something bad?"

"It should be slapped in the face like this!"

The Five Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms shouted unhappily, after being aggrieved for so long, Yang Chi finally slapped these people hard in the face.