"It's alright, it's alright!" Shang Chaozong smiled awkwardly.
Seeing that Shang Shuqing had no intention of sitting down, Niu Youdao quickly invited him, "Princess, please take a seat!"
Shang Shuqing smiled and declined, "My daughter is ugly and I'm afraid that she will affect your appetite. I'll play the zither to liven things up for you." After that, he walked to the zither and sat down, adjusting the posture of him and the zither.
Niu Youdao also admitted that this woman's appearance was indeed a little scary. To say that she was ugly was just to be polite. In fact, she could really affect one's appetite. If she really wanted to sit down to eat, she would definitely take off her veil, which would affect one's appetite.
But then again, a woman who could calmly admit that she was ugly with a smile must have a strong heart. It was rare to meet such a woman in both of his lives. Shang Shuqing attracted more and more of his attention.
However, hearing this, Shang Chaozong's expression was somewhat gloomy. If his sister really missed the opportunity to get rid of her malignant spots when she went back to the Shanghai Sect, it would probably be delayed for the rest of her life.
Seeing that Shang Chaozong was distracted, Lan Ruoting coughed dryly to remind him.
Shang Chaozong came back to his senses and raised his cup in invitation, "Master, I'm sorry for not being able to treat you well during the journey. Today, please have a toast!"
"Prince's words make me feel ashamed. Cheers to Prince!" Niu Youdao raised his cup and was about to drink it.
Unexpectedly, Yuan Gang suddenly pressed his hand on his shoulder and reminded him, "Daoye!"
Needless to say, not only Niu Youdao, even Shang Chaozong and Lan Ruoting could tell that Yuan Gang was reminding Niu Youdao to be careful of the wine. Both of them could not help but wait to see how Niu Youdao would reply.
Niu Youdao did not say anything and continued to drink the wine. He showed the bottom of the cup to the two opposite him to show that he was upright.
Seeing that Niu Youdao was not listening, Yuan Gang removed his hand from his shoulder and did not say anything else. He only needed to remind Daoye and did his duty. There was no need for him to be long-winded as he believed that Daoye would have his own decisions.
As for Yuan Gang's behavior, it was understandable that he did not trust them. after all, they were not familiar with each other and it was reasonable for him to be suspicious. However, what puzzled Shang Chaozong was that Yuan Gang seemed to be Niu Youdao's subordinate or bodyguard. He did not look like a brother from the same village. From his appearance, Yuan Gang seemed to be slightly older than Niu Youdao.
What puzzled them even more was that along the way, Yuan Gang had been addressing Niu Youdao as' Daoye '. Was there a need to address a brother from the same village as him with the word' master '? Niu Youdao was so young that it was a little too much to address him as' Daoye '.
The soothing sound of the zither rang out. Shang Shuqing stroked the strings and tried his best to play a gentle tune, covering up the disharmony in the atmosphere.
The moonlight that shone in from outside the pavilion was like mercury pouring on Shang Shuqing who was playing the zither, causing her body to be shrouded in the hazy moonlight. Her graceful and beautiful posture made Niu Youdao raise his eyebrows and sigh inwardly. This woman was really ruined by her face. She did not need to have a beautiful face, but she just needed to be normal and not scary. With this kind of inner quality, she would be able to attract many men. What a pity, the heavens are sometimes too unfair!
With the beautiful sound of the zither to liven things up, the atmosphere was indeed livened up.
Taking advantage of the good atmosphere, Lan Ruoting had the intention to use words to probe the truth. He still asked about the situation of the Shangqing Sect, what was going on with Dongguo Haoran, or his cultivation level, but Niu Youdao brushed him off. Some things were not Niu Youdao's fault. Again, he was not clear about the situation of the Shangqing Sect. The matter with Dongguo Haoran was related to the bronze mirror, so he did not want to talk about it to outsiders. As for his own cultivation level, his progress in the short five years was too fast. If he wanted to say something, he could only lie. If he did not want to lie, he could only do it perfunctorily.
Seeing that this fellow still did not say anything reliable, Shang Chaozong once again gave Niu Youdao a bad evaluation in his heart!
After all, Lan Ruoting was experienced and prudent. He did not mind Niu Youdao's nonsense. Seeing that Niu Youdao was deliberately avoiding the topic, he did not want to keep the awkward silence. Hence, he changed to a lighter topic, "I heard from the princess that you are brimming with talent and can write poems from your mouth. I wonder if you are willing to show us your elegance?"
Niu Youdao still waved his hand and said vaguely, "The princess is overpraising me. I was just making it up."
Lan Ruoting laughed and said, "Why don't you make it up again?"
Niu Youdao still declined, "Poetry is just a small path. It is not worthy to be mentioned. It is not comparable to the Prince's unstoppable cavalry. Let's not talk about it!"
Lan Ruoting said, "You are wrong. How can poetry be a small path? As the saying goes, martial arts can bring peace to the world. Literature can bring peace to the country … Perhaps this is a little exaggerated. To be honest, a good poem can boost the morale of the soldiers. To put it more bland, a good poem in the capital is worth a thousand taels of gold. It is enough for an ordinary person to live a carefree life. How can it not be worthy to be mentioned? "
Niu Youdao's eyes lit up. He tried to ask, "Is it worth a thousand taels of gold? So valuable? " He was already muttering in his heart. If that was the case, there would be a way to solve the financial problem with Monkey. As an archaeologist, he might not have other things but he had quite a lot of ancient things. He had tried the goods from Song Yanqing and it should be okay.
"Of course!" Lan Ruoting smiled and invited again, "The princess is playing the zither for you personally. Moreover, it is such a beautiful day. I believe you will not be a disappointment!"
"I really don't know how to write poetry." Niu Youdao still had the intention to cover it up. However, seeing that the other party was reasonable, he decided to reluctantly deal with it to avoid endless trouble. After all, he had eaten the other party's food. He still needed to borrow the other party's food. Thus, he pointed to Yuan Gang behind him, "However, this brother of mine knows a little. Let him do it for me!"
Yuan Gang, who had been secretly observing the surroundings, was stunned. He looked at Niu Youdao blankly, thinking that he had misheard. You want me to compose a poem? Daoye, is there something wrong with your brain?
Shang Chaozong became interested. His interest in Yuan Gang was obviously higher than that of Niu Youdao. His eyes lit up. Could it be that he was well-versed in both literature and martial arts? He immediately raised his glass and invited, "I'm all ears!"
Yuan Gang retorted, "I don't know how to!"
"…" Shang Chaozong was embarrassed again. He did not know whether to put down the glass in his hand or not.
The atmosphere became awkward again. Niu Youdao immediately turned around and scolded, "I say, Monkey, are you strong or not? Why don't you just compose a poem?"
Yuan Gang glared at him and wanted to curse his ancestors. What kind of poem do I compose? I don't have such skills. Where do you want me to compose? Is this something that can be forced out?
"Hurry up! Compose a poem. Hurry up! "Niu Youdao, who was turning his head, urged him and at the same time, gave him a look.
The two of them had a tacit understanding. Often, they could understand each other's thoughts with just a look. Yuan Gang looked at the meaningful look and immediately understood. How could Daoye not know that he could not compose a poem? He was forcing him not to compose a poem, but to plagiarize one!
Yuan Gang secretly cursed Niu Youdao in his heart. He turned around and looked around. His gaze paused on the surface of the river outside for a moment before he turned back again. Expressionless, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Niu Youdao with a meaningful look.
Niu Youdao's heart palpitated when he saw the monkey's gaze. This was because he knew the monkey too well. The monkey wasn't a benevolent person and was definitely someone who would kill without batting an eyelid. Niu Youdao felt that the monkey was up to no good and felt a little regretful for pressuring him. He turned his head back guiltily and silently tasted his wine.
Yuan Gang suddenly blurted out, "The rolling Yangtze River flows east, the waves wash away all heroes …"
Just this sentence. "Hmm …" Niu Youdao could not help but cough. He almost choked. He did not expect Monkey to come up with this poem.
"Right or wrong, success or failure, vanishing in the blink of an eye. The green mountains are still there, the sunset glow. The white-haired fisherman and woodcutter are used to watching the autumn moon and the spring breeze. A pot of muddy wine is a happy reunion. How many things have happened in the past and present, they are all a joke. " Yuan Gang who finished reciting stiffly shut his mouth. A good poem came out of his mouth but there was no rhythm or beauty to it.
Even so, it still stunned Shang Chaozong and Lan Ruoting. This phrase was too appropriate, too appropriate. Just a little bit of thought was enough to make the two of them have mixed feelings!
The sound of the zither had also stopped. Halfway through the poem, Shang Shuqing who was playing the zither subconsciously stopped listening. He could not help but stop and turned to look at the expressionless Yuan Gang. His bright eyes under the veil were in a daze. He stared at Yuan Gang for a while before his eyes lit up and sized him up. He did not expect this, he really did not expect this!
"Good poem! Let's have a toast! "Shang Chaozong cheered loudly. He stood up excitedly and raised his cup.
Lan Ruoting also raised his cup and stood up. He shook his head and exclaimed, "I did not expect Brother Yuan to be so talented!"
"Hehe! Good poem, good poem! "Niu Youdao also held his cup and stood up with a cheeky smile.
Yuan Gang said plainly, "I do not know how to compose poems. This poem was composed by Daoye in the past. I only recited it."
Shang Chaozong, Lan Ruoting and Shang Shuqing looked at Niu Youdao in a daze.
"Stop fooling around. You composed it. You won't die just because you wrote the first poem." Niu Youdao turned around and gave Yuan Gang a hand. He even glared at him. So this guy was lying in ambush here. He turned around and smiled at the three of them, "It is indeed a good poem. Let's have a toast. Let's have a toast!" He lowered his head and drank.
Unexpectedly, Yuan Gang said coldly, "This poem was not only composed by Daoye, but Daoye also composed a tune for it. It sounds very nice when played! I am a simple-minded person and do not know the ways of the world. I never lie! "
"Pfft …" Niu Youdao could not hold his wine in and spat it out. He held his chest and coughed, almost choking to death. He thought that the monkey's tricks were over. He did not expect that there was a more vicious move waiting for him. He regretted it!
The three of them stared blankly at the wine he spat all over the table. It was all this guy's saliva. They probably could not eat anymore.
Relatively speaking, the three of them trusted Yuan Gang's words more. They felt that Niu Youdao's words were not very reliable.
Lan Ruoting wiped the wine off his face and tried to ask, "Play and sing? A sorcerer knows how to play musical instruments? "
Yuan Gang continued coldly, "Not only does he know how to play, there is no classical musical instrument that he does not know. He is best at playing the Erhu!"
"Cough cough …" Niu Youdao, who was coughing non-stop, did not recover in time. He waved his hands at Yuan Gang, signaling him to shut up.
"What is playing the Erhu?" Shang Shuqing asked curiously. There was no such thing as' Erhu 'here. He thought that' playing the Erhu 'was a musical instrument. He did not know that' playing 'was a verb.
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