Villain: The memory of the tyrant is exposed, the empress cries

He didn't care that someone behind him was talking about Lu Ran, the successor of the sage of poetry, and he didn't like poetry either.

The poems of Huangtian Continent are relatively primitive, more like the Book of Songs, which record some things that have happened.

Or emperors and generals.

Or customs.

Lack of freedom and ease.

It's more like 'Que Chu Shengmin, Shi Wei Jiang Yuan.How is Shengmin? 'The same description, lacking a sense of agility.

Therefore, what kind of poetic sage and successor, Lu Ran is just a chat after dinner.

"Indeed, I also feel that those guys from Chunqiu Academy are just like toads who want to eat swan meat and have a relationship with the successor of the poet sage, and don't take a piss to take care of himself. You know, the successor of the poet sage is all The guests of the alchemy school are also getting along with the group of Taishi Ling, even in the poor place of Spring and Autumn Academy, they also want to establish a relationship with the successor of the poet sage."

Lu Ran murmured: "Alchemist? Those who make alchemy? Taishiling? Those who observe the stars and sacrifice? This is a bit complicated to learn from the poets."

"Your stir fry, your beef, your warm wine."

At this moment, the waiter in the shop brought Lu Ran's stir-fry, beef and warm wine to the table.

"Put it here." Lu Ran calmly replied.

Then he poured himself wine and continued to listen with his ears open.

"This time, Chunqiu Academy is ashamed. We can only say that Chunqiu Academy committed suicide. Whoever insists on jumping out to accuse the poets of tampering with the saints' classics, and to compete with the poets of the poets, their faces are swollen today."

"That's right, that's right, I think what the preacher of the sage of poetry said is too true, even a rough man like me likes it, especially the sentence, yes, yes, oh, yes, there are friends coming from afar, eight hundred feet, dead body heavy The sea!"

"puff!"

Lu Ran took a sip of the wine and spit it out.

The two people sitting behind Lu Ran heard Lu Ran's movement, and all turned their heads to look at Lu Ran.

Lu Ran showed an apologetic smile, and quickly explained: "Sorry, I choked on drinking."

At this time, Lu Ran already knew who the poet saint they were talking about was.

Can say 'a friend came from afar, eight hundred feet, dead body sunk in the sea! 'Who else can someone say this besides Ao Jiao!
Oh, and Li Tingyan!

What is this called, this is called inheritance!

However, Lu Ran didn't understand why Ao Jiao came to Saint Demon City?

Shouldn't she be learning swordsmanship with her master?

Or is it that both Ao Jiao and Master have come to Saint Demon City?

But what are the two of them doing in Saint Demon City?
Could it be that a friend came from afar, eight hundred feet?Dead body sinking into the sea?
Lu Ran shook his head, he still couldn't beat Master.

The two drinkers sitting behind Lu Ran only complained a few words.

"If you don't even have full hair, don't drink like others, it's a waste!"

"That's right, let's continue talking about ours. Where did we just say it? Oh, yes, I think the interpretation of the saint's classics is correct. It definitely means that if I know the way to your house in the morning, I will kill you at night, this sentence is very in line with my temper."

"I think so too. There is also the saying that when three people walk together, there must be my teacher. Three of us can beat one teacher. It is so true!"

Lu Ran couldn't bear to listen anymore, and now he can be sure whether it is Ao Jiao who came here, or Ao Jiao alone.

If Li Tingyan, or Li Tingyan was around, Ao Jiao would not be allowed to act recklessly.

Lu Ran felt that if Ao Jiao continued to hustle like this, there would be a big problem.

Lu Ran decided to find Ao Jiao, turned around and asked with a smile on his face, "Two strong men, where can I meet the successor of the poet sage?"

The two were chatting vigorously, but were interrupted by Lu Ran, and both of them frowned.

But seeing that Lu Ran was asking about the successor of the sage of poetry, the two of them were not so angry, but raised their eyebrows and said proudly, "You also worship the successor of the sage of poetry."

Lu Ran doesn't worship the successor of the poet sage, he wants to take Ao Jiao away before the problem expands!Otherwise, there may be a big problem.

But it's hard for Lu Ran to say it at this time, and now Ao Jiao's reputation in Saint Demon City is much greater than him.

Lu Ran had no choice but to say with a smile on his face: "Yes, yes, I admire the successor of the poet sage, and I have always wanted to see her."

The two looked at Lu Ran, and sneered: "You can also see the successor of the poet sage whenever you want? People like you are also worthy of seeing the successor of the poet saint."

Lu Ran looked at the lustful eyes of the two, knew what they wanted, and threw twenty copper coins from his cuff and put them on the table: "How about I treat you two for this meal."

The two looked at the copper plate on the table and smiled at the corners of their mouths: "You are lucky, kid. Tonight at seven o'clock in the evening, the successor of the poet sage in the Tianshu Teahouse will give a lecture there. The successor of the poet saint said that there are three sessions in total. What is it called?"

The person next to him immediately slapped him: "Open class!"

"Yes, there will be three open classes, and today is the last one, when the time comes, everyone in the city will be there. You'd better go early to get a good seat."

Lu Ran hurriedly thanked him: "Thank you for letting me know, Xiaosheng is leaving!"

Speaking of landing, Lu Ran put his remaining half jug of wine on the table of the two of them: "This half jug of wine is considered to be my invitation for the two of you."

When the two saw Lu Ran put the wine on their table, their eyes widened with smiles.

Because Lu Ran's 'Wuhua Niang' is the most expensive wine in the store, they can't drink it at all, even during Chinese New Year, they can only wait for the guests to leave and take a sip or two of others' leftovers.

"Little brother, you are being polite! You are being polite! How embarrassing this is!"

While talking politely, the two quickly snatched the jug from Lu Ran's hand, with smiles on their faces.

Lu Ran smiled slightly: "It's okay, it's okay!"

After speaking, Lu Ran got up and left the restaurant.

Only two people were left to pick up the jug, and each of them poured a cup of wine and began to taste it slowly, constantly smacking their mouths.

"Tsk, this wine is good! It's really good wine."

"Good wine, it's good wine, but it's too expensive. This pot costs two silver coins. I charge the boss a protection fee. Only two thousand copper coins can be allocated a month. I will charge ten silver coins for this pot of wine." Monthly protection fee. He gave us half a jug of wine with a wave of his hand, what a luxury."

"It's like what the poet sage said, uh, it's called, it's called, oh, the difference in the world."

"Whether it's different or not, it's not us who pay for it, drink! Drink!"

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the two of them finally had enough to drink. They picked up the twenty copper coins placed on the corner of the table, and when they passed by the front desk, put them on the table, and said with disdain, "I am happy today, so there is no need to look for it."

The shopkeeper quickly said with a smile on his face: "You two guests, this money is not enough!"