I Turned Out To Be a Peerless Expert

　　Fanghua Xiaozhu, at this moment, the silence can only hear the boat on the lake shore.

　　 The fishing fire is swaying, the courtyard is brightly lit, and the back is facing the bridge across the two sides of the broken moon tower.

　　 "I won't join in the fun with everyone, just pass me directly." Li Xuan still held a chicken leg in his hand, smiled and confessed a crime.

　　 It’s not difficult for a pair to be in the eyes of scholars, but in the eyes of these scholars, it would be good for a market butcher to understand words.

　　 There is a saying that as a graduate student in a key university in his previous life, he was still studying ancient literature. Without training, he might not be able to think of a good pair, but he... can copy!

　　 It’s absolutely forever, a famous poem handed down to the world. It was recited day and night in the textbooks that year, and just a few words out of it could make this bunch of buns kneel and lick on the spot.

　　 However, they didn't regard themselves as a person in a circle at all, and they didn't want to play with themselves.

　　 This kind of force can be installed, but it is not necessary.

　　‘Well...the black-bone chicken hides the white jade, what's so delicious about the tofu in it, it’s a waste, it’s the chicken. ’

　　 Li Xuan continued to work hard.

　　 The precious and lovely Oiran lady didn't want to let him go. While she poured wine on the moon-white robe, she looked over with her eyes.

　　 "Although Li Xiaoge is a butcher, he often hears that there are gents in the market. Since everyone is out drinking, don't let it go."

　　 Lu Rui chuckled and revealed Li Xuan's old bottom.

　　 was also called Master Li at the door, and in a blink of an eye he became Li Butcher.

"Butcher?" The Dali scholar's eyes first showed the error, and then he frowned deeply, and looked at Li Xuan's gaze with a bit of unkindness, which probably meant: "We are in a dispute between cultural and moral spirits. Isn't it just a mess?".

The first seat far away from here—a horse-faced young man stood up and held his hand to the handsome boy in the moon-white robe: "Chang Gong, I’ve never met this person before, and I didn’t expect him to sit here, so please send him Skip it."

　　 "The sage said: The gentleman is far from the kitchen, not seeing is clear. The few sitting with this little brother Li can't tell who is the scholar and who is the butcher with **** hands." Chang Gongzi smiled faintly.

　　 He sits in the first seat, the stars hold the moon, and his position is detached.

　　 Dayan's Fang could not help but laugh, haha, and it was embarrassing and shameful to get away from the other side.

　　 Butchers are considered prestigious among ordinary people, but they are disliked by scholars due to the perennial killings. (Especially, don't eat it, grass.) If it's normal, the scholars on the two sides are facing each other, and the one who is far away is a little disadvantaged. Now I am being ridiculed, I am afraid that it will be difficult to win.

　　 "They are all the guests of Fanghua Xiaozhu, how can the slave family favor one and the other?"

　　 Lvrui looked forward to it, reluctantly, as if really waiting for Li Xuan's masterpiece.

'This lady has been watching the surname Chang during the dinner, obviously she appreciates it, and there are so many provocations between her words, maybe she was biased towards Dayan at the beginning, so she invited me in and just sat in the big departure room. . Li Xuan frowned and came to a conclusion.

　　 This girl is **** him.

　　 To be precise, he is regarded as a tool man.

　　According to his wishes, he just brought Lao Zhang in for a good meal, and never thought about writing amazing eyeballs.

　　 Li Xuan glanced at Lao Zhang, who was still thinking about it, choosing to pretend to be dead.

　　‘I’m a pig butcher, and I was not taught to be a chicken slaughter. This is all you asked for. Li Xuan met Lu Rui's gaze, put down his chicken legs and stood up slowly: "I have little knowledge and no culture. I probably won't be able to use the dance style of the pair."

　　 There was another burst of laughter at Dayan when he listened to him quietly.

　　 After a while, Li Xuan said again: "But today I just saw the girl Lurui seems to be suffering from a hidden illness, so she made a prescription to act as a pair. You only need to send me a horizontal batch, how about it?"

　　 "The slave family is in very good health, Li Xiaoge is afraid that his medical skills are not good." Lu Rui frowned her eyebrows.

　　 A diseased chicken is a plague chicken, and it will affect its value if it is passed out.

　　 Mr. Chang, surnamed Gui, waved his hand and said, "Oh? Tell me what kind of way it is."

　　 Li Xuan didn’t shake his head either, and spoke lightly:

　　 "Shanglian: One keel, reduces fever, relieves itching, and promotes body fluid."

　　 "Secondary: Two pieces of tangerine peel, reducing swelling, reducing phlegm, and quenching thirst."

　　 "It's really a prescription." Everyone sitting in the table was at a loss. What kind of pair is the butcher talking about? Is it just reading the name of the medicinal material and its effect? Dragon bone is indeed a medicine for palpitations and dizziness, and many medical techniques have written about it.

　　 But the chlorite flower does not seem to have this kind of disease.

　　 According to the flatness of the pair, they didn't think the pair had any characteristics at all, but the number of words was equal, and it was impossible to give a horizontal review.

　　 "Haha, we are also thinking about things, to think about what a butcher's pair is doing?" A student from Yanguo smiled and shook his head.

　　 "Okay, don't embarrass others, I finally entered Fanghua Xiaozhu, let people eat it."

　　 "Hey, everyone, Da Li, eat too, the dishes are going to be cold."

　　 It is estimated that this slaughterer was rushing to the doctor. He just copied two sentences of the medical book he had read and dealt with the problem. Instead of entangled in this, it is better to take the opportunity to make up for the scholar in Dali.

　　 It was the Chang Gongzi who couldn't help but coughed softly.

　　 A young man in a black robe stood up and said:

"Today, I heard that there is sword spirit on Buyun Mountain, and the grand scenery hanging in Tianhe. It is rumored that Buyun sword head can break through the mystery of Tianmen, and will soon step into the land gods. Once out of the mountain, he will be far away from Qingyang and retreat. The warriors of the land also admire such peerless elegance. Today, at the foot of Buyun Mountain, after winning the celebrities of the Yan Kingdom, Chang Gongzi is here. How can there be no poetry to help?"

　　Writing poetry, for literati and ink men, is like meeting a high school in college.

　　In the brothel, everyone is generally in a tacit understanding. Unless someone with a well-known poem name is present, or some people want to pretend to be forceful, they will say that they want to write poems for fun.

　　 Obviously, it's the second one now.

　　 "Wear your ears and listen."

　　 The young man with a horse face is about to lose more than half of his temperament compared with the son of Chang. At this time, he can only bite the bullet and agree. UU Reading www.uukanshu.cOM

　　 Losing just loses face, just admit it. If you don’t even have the courage to compete, it will be even more ridiculous.

　　 The black-robed young man from Yan Country slightly arched his hand towards Buyun Mountain, and said loudly:

"Back then, the first sword of Bu Yun Jian entered Lidu, and the thirteen swords of Dali were broken by one man. Then he killed Wangcheng. Three thousand soldiers couldn't stop him. He took Liwang’s Xiangshang hair and laughed and got out. It turned out to be just For half a tael of silver, even though he hasn’t learned swords, he still admires Yanyun’s famous chivalrous man very much. Today, I wrote a poem on the topic of chivalrous man, how about?”

　　 The old man raised his brows and smiled at the corners of his mouth.

No matter how cold people are, they like to listen to flattery, and... these days he also thought about asking Senior Li to give him a word, but after all, he didn’t feel embarrassed to speak up. After all, I owe too much favor, if today Can get this gift poem...

　　 Da Liren's face was ugly, and he immersed himself in drinking.

Buyun Mountain was still the boundary of the Yan Kingdom. It was not wrong to say that Zhang Queer was from Yan. The hair of his own king was taken off by others, and they were asked to compose poems. Who would dare to write it? The head must be chopped off.

　　 The most terrible thing is that the handsome Chang-gong in a white silk robe is also there.

　　 This one was born in Yanyun Academy, and he was so talented. It was because of him that he was the only one who had just met his opponent.

　　 The son of Chang picked up the jade cup and drank it in one sip. He said with great boldness: "I'm trying to show my ugliness, so I'll throw a brick to attract jade."

　　Ps: Stop urging, don’t urging, I'm really writing poems, I really can't help book friends to contribute to me, waiting online is very anxious ==.

　　 Then today, the signed contract has been issued. Everyone can invest money and get some free money (Go to other authors outside Huohuo, hahaha.)