Ten Years After Chopping Wood, I'm Invincible

Xiao Yuluo smiled happily. Meng Xing compared her to a fairy, which made her feel very happy. After all, she was not a white-eyed wolf, and it was not in vain that she taught him cultivation for so long.

Seeing Yao Jianyu looking at the poem attentively, as if savoring it, she asked, "Brother Yao, what do you think of this poem?"

Yao Jianyu hesitated for a while, then said with a little trembling, "Naturally... it's naturally very good, writing the two junior sisters like fairies in the sky."

"But..." Yao Jianyu still wanted to find out something wrong.

"But what?" The smile on Xiao Yuluo's face was like a blooming peony flower, looking gorgeous and charming, with a good mood.

Meng Xing wrote such a good poem, and she also wrote it for her, she is naturally honored and proud.

"But..." Yao Jianyu glanced at Liu Shiyun, gritted his teeth, and said, "Junior Brother Meng's writing is still a bit kitsch. In order to please the two junior sisters, he does everything he can, using beautiful and enchanting words."

Liu Shiyun and Xiao Yuluo's faces froze immediately, they were clearly beautiful and refined, but not kitsch at all, but Senior Brother Yao said that it was a bit kitsch, and in order to please them, he would do anything to please them?

How did Meng Xing please them? Why is it so useless? How can you use the words beautiful and enchanting?

The two women were suddenly a little angry, and Liu Shiyun gave Yao Jianyu a disappointed look.

Senior Brother Yao was clearly jealous that Junior Brother Meng wrote so well, so he was nitpicking.

Yao Jianyu was stunned for a moment, but he returned to his seat and took a sip of the tea cup.

Meng Xing was stunned for a moment, shook his head, and suddenly understood in his heart that this senior brother was trying to suppress himself.

However, how can this poem, which has been sung through the ages, be so easily suppressed?

The discerning person can easily see the charm of this poem, the subtlety of the words, the ingenious metaphor, the catchy, the flat rhyme, and the full of artistic conception.

How could it be kitsch?

Liu Shiyun's face was grim and he said, "Senior Brother Yao, although I am not talented enough, I can still tell the difference between good and bad. I don't know where this poem is kitsch. Brother Yao knows a great scholar in the capital, so you can ask him to comment. Let’s take a look at this poem. Or, let the great Confucian compose a poem with a better tone than this one, and let me taste it, or you can invite some students who have read poetry books to taste it.”

Yao Jianyu's expression suddenly froze. He knew that this junior sister was annoyed, and he felt a little panic in his heart.

However, the words have already been spoken, and they cannot be taken back. If they go back on their word, it will appear that they are deliberately suppressing Meng Xing.

He had to bite the bullet and said, "Okay, Junior Sister! I'm also ignorant, so I may have made a wrong evaluation. If I go to the capital, I will definitely ask the great Confucian I know to evaluate it."

After sitting for a while, it was obvious that the two junior sisters were indifferent to their own and their enthusiasm for Meng Xing. Yao Jianyu couldn't sit still, so he had to excuse himself, stood up, and prepared to leave the yard.

Meng Xing said enthusiastically: "Brother Yao, when will you introduce that great scholar to me? The younger brother is not talented enough to learn. I would like to discuss more poetry with him, and maybe make better poems."

Talk about shit! You are so powerful, and if we discuss it further, Junior Sister Liu will follow you. Yao Jianyu was depressed and cursed inwardly.

Today, I wanted to suppress Meng Xing well, but I didn't expect it to be messed up. Instead, I left a bad impression in front of Junior Sister Liu. It was all because of this guy.

"That Confucian scholar is in the capital, when the younger brother went to the capital, I'll help you recommend it." Yao Jianyu took a deep breath and said.

"Okay, thank you so much, Senior Brother! Senior Brother, walk slowly! Senior Sister Xiao prepared something to eat for us, but unfortunately Senior Brother can't eat it." Meng Xing said.

Yao Jianyu almost stumbled, but just wanted to breathe out the fragrance.

Junior Sister Liu still wants to stay here to eat with this guy? Isn't this an opportunity to create intimacy for them? If I had known this earlier, I might as well just bite the bullet and stay, anyway, it can prevent the two of them from getting too close.

However, since the words have already been said, it is naturally not good for him to stay and leave a bad impression on Junior Sister Liu.

The bitter fruit you sowed, no matter how bitter it is, you have to swallow it yourself.

Yao Jianyu had to leave even more depressed.

Xiao Yuluo looked at Meng Xing and said with a smile: "You have already composed a good poem, I will make a table of delicious food now, to reward you."

"Thank you, sister."

Xiao Yuluo stood up and went to the kitchen to cook by himself.

The courtyard suddenly became quiet, and Liu Shiyun looked at Meng Xing, only to feel that the atmosphere was a little weird.

"Yun thinks about clothes and flowers, and the spring breeze blows on the threshold to reveal Hualong... Junior Brother Meng, how did you come up with these verses? It's really wonderful." Liu Shiyun broke the silence and said.

I am just a porter of poetry, not mine. You are really a good student who is diligent in studying, why don't you go to the female champion? Meng Xing complained in his heart.

He said: "There is only one trick, read, read, and read again."

"However, you don't seem to be reading a lot? There are still cultivation homework every day, um, it seems that you have to go to the dining hall to chop wood every day, right? Why do you have so much time?" Liu Shiyun said.

Well, I sent out the three questions of the soul, and the question fell to me. Meng Xing was speechless. He wrote a poem and had 100,000 whys.

"The lights are on at the third watch and the chicken is on the fifth watch. It's when the man is studying." Meng Xing said casually, "So, I read at night every day at the third watch and the fifth watch."

"The lights are on at three nights and the chickens are on the fifth night. It's when the man is studying?" Liu Shiyun's eyes lit up, "This poem of persuasion is very well written, what's next?"

"Below? Here's the food." Meng Xing muttered in his heart, "Black hair doesn't know how to study early, and white hair regrets studying late."

"Yes, yes! This poem of persuasion to study is simply deafening. It is no wonder that the younger brother has achieved such success at such a young age. It turned out that he read it every night with the lights on, and also wrote this good poem based on his own perception, with poetry as his ambition."

Liu Shiyun's eyes shone with light: "If this poem is spread out, Junior Brother will become famous in the scholarly forest!"

I'm just talking nonsense, do you really believe it? Believe it or not, I don't need to explain it any more. Meng Xing thought to himself.

Meng Xing smiled slightly, raised the teacup, and took a sip of tea.

"Junior brother, write this poem, how about you sell it to me? One hundred taels of silver." Liu Shiyun said with fiery eyes.

"Deal!" Meng Xing said.

Senior Sister is a little rich woman. If you don't make money, you can't make money. You can easily make a hundred taels by just writing and writing. Why not do it?

Liu Shiyun took out a one-hundred tael silver note, and Meng Xing immediately put it away without changing his face.

Meng Xing then spread another piece of rice paper on the table, and Liu Shiyun helped to research the ink. The beautiful face revealed a trace of seriousness, like a beautiful and bright plum blossom, standing proudly in the snow, cool and beautiful Contains an attractive charm.

[1. As if you can't see Senior Sister Liu, swipe ink. 】

[Two, said to Senior Sister Liu: "Senior Sister, you are unparalleled in charm, can you give me a kiss?"]

[3. Immediately stepped up to indecently, put red lips together, and kissed three times. 】

Meng Xing was surprised, this system won't detect my thoughts, right? The trigger option actually made me choose.

However, the second and third items are completely driving me in the direction of death. The speed is too fast, and it may be counterproductive.

Meng Xing decisively chose the first option, silently reciting the meditation mantra and swishing ink.

[The task has been completed, get a random reward: Strength +1]