number one leader

Chapter 10
This sudden situation immediately caused the whole hall to exclaim, and all the pretending to be unrestrained young masters just ran away with their heads in their hands, carrying messy cups and plates, which was quite a lively scene.

The little servant girl also heard the strong wind behind her head, and she turned her head stiffly, just as she saw the flying table hitting her head on, her little face, which was still flushed just now, suddenly turned pale.And Chu Sheng was writing at this time, writing fourteen words, his right hand took advantage of the situation to grab the little maid, and his left hand punched her head, and the dark energy suddenly met, followed by a loud "boom!" Sawdust fell like raindrops.

This Bian Zhide was also a little clever, and he had already felt a sense of crisis just now. Both Chu Sheng and Chu Sheng had sharp swords hanging from their waists, so he naturally knew the purpose of coming here.At the same time, he knew in his heart that Chu Sheng was the one in charge. The only way for him to break through was to preemptively attack Chu Sheng to divert Chu Zhihong's attention. No worries.

The movement just now really caused Chu Zhihong to pause, and looked at Chu Sheng nervously.Taking advantage of the short time when Chu Sheng smashed the wooden table while his eyes shifted, Bian Zhide was already moving quickly, and rushed towards the side door with a change of shape.

Chu Zhihong just paused, and then hurriedly dodged to follow, and the two exchanged hands here.

Chu Sheng looked at the mess in the hall, with a slight smile on his face. He cupped his fists towards the figure on the second floor and said, "Miss Qingshuang, I accidentally disturbed your banquet."

The latter just stared at him with angry eyes, angry and annoyed.clear cream

Under the gaze that was as sharp as a sharp knife, Chu Sheng still looked calm. Although he apologized, there was no sign of apology on his face, and he didn't even bother to do superficial efforts.Then he touched from his bosom, took out a bowl, and with a sudden throw of his right hand, the porcelain bowl flew towards the second floor like a spiral dart.However, the middle-aged strong woman who was standing next to Miss Qingshuang at the beginning of the accident did not move her face. When the porcelain bowl was less than ten centimeters in height, she suddenly reached out and grabbed it firmly in her hand.

Seeing that Bian Zhide turned his head to escape from the side door, Chu Zhihong, who had just stepped out of the door to chase him, seemed to turn his head back, his figure suddenly staggered, but a mouthful of old blood did not come out.

It was agreed to buy a bowl for me!Just hand it over!Soul light! !
It's really superficial brothers!

Chu Sheng made a salute, then waved his sleeves and turned around to leave, but he remembered Chu Zhihong's eyes just now, so he casually picked up an unused porcelain bowl and stuffed it into his sleeve, looked left and right thinking that no one saw it, and said goodbye immediately Leave in style.

"The poem has been written, and the gift has also been delivered, so I will take my leave first!"

After going out the door, Chu Sheng's right hand tucked into his sleeve trembled slightly, some stubble stuck in his flesh, and a little bit of blood dripped down his fingertips.

It is still too weak, Bian Zhide is not even proficient in controlling the energy, and the dark energy cannot be sent and received freely, and naturally it is difficult to protect himself.

"Go, catch up, don't let that guy run away!"

Waving his hand at Qing Pi beside him, Chu Sheng hurriedly followed the direction that Chu Zhihong and the two were chasing just now with a pale face.

"Auntie" The little maid who hadn't recovered from the sudden situation just now ran up the second floor with tears in her eyes, recalling the scene just now and feeling terrified in her heart, she even forgot that she was still holding the tray in her hand.

This unexpected situation defeated everyone's interest, and the banquet could not go on. These young men who were full of poetry shouted bad luck in their hearts, and left the venue in embarrassment.

Miss Qingshuang looked at the broken stools and broken tables in the arena, her pretty face was full of anger, her silver teeth were clenching loudly, she wished to chop up the troublemaker to vent her anger.

My little maid was also in a dangerous situation just now, and now her body is still shaking.She couldn't help but sighed, touched her servant girl's little head and comforted her softly, her eyes naturally fell on the tray, just at this moment the middle-aged woman beside her put the porcelain bowl in her hand on the rice paper, which made Qing Miss Shuang felt anxious.

Those who were invited by her were either children from rich families or talented scholars. In short, they were either talented or wealthy.

It's not like that person, but he sent a bowl
It's still a white porcelain bowl that can be seen everywhere in street stalls. It's not greasy when fired, and the bowl is still a little mottled.

The most exasperating thing is that when this guy left, he took a porcelain bowl with him!
How could she have the face? The Zuiheyuan used all the high-quality official kiln porcelain bowls fired, but this shameless guy paid back his money. It's a small profit.
The middle-aged woman said at this time: "It seems that it's just an ordinary revenge in the rivers and lakes. The target is not you, the girl. I don't know why you have the audacity to come to this Zuiheyuan to make trouble."

Miss Qingshuang nodded, she felt relieved at first, but couldn't help being annoyed, thinking that the landlord must teach the two troublemakers a lesson, otherwise it would be impossible to just treat Zuiheyuan as an ordinary street and alley, and do it as soon as she said it, for no reason Bad guy interest.

The little maid stood there blankly, remembering Chu Sheng's punch to protect her, her face could not help but blush slightly, and after a while she spoke in a soft voice: "Miss, he, he also composed a poem. "

"laugh"

Miss Qingshuang sneered, picked up a corner of the rice paper under the porcelain bowl with some distaste, and took out a corner of the rice paper. She gave her maid a white look, "If you say good things for him, then you can eat with this bowl."

The little maid blushed, lowered her head and looked at the ground, looking at her own toes in embarrassment.

Chu Sheng's handwriting is not bad, after all, he has abandoned martial arts and followed literature, learned brush calligraphy and read sage books, so it can still catch people's eyes.

Miss Qingshuang just looked at the words and laughed, "It's much better than that Zhu's surname. When he saw the words, he knew that the poem was written by someone else, and he didn't write very well."

"Isn't that lady very satisfied with his jade coral?" The little maid interjected holding the porcelain bowl.

"Yo, you little girl has sharp teeth and a sharp mouth." Miss Qingshuang rubbed the face of her maid in a funny way, after pinching for a while, she turned her attention back to the rice paper in her hand.

The writing on it is like a dragon and a snake, and the ink is continuous, and one can tell at a glance that it is fourteen words written in a hurry.

There is no fourteen-character poem in the world.

This is too perfunctory.

Miss Qingshuang resisted the urge to get angry, and carefully read the few fourteen words.

That's what it says:
"The clear frost has not fallen and the yellow flowers are here;

The mountain rain suddenly came to repair the bamboos. "

Fragmented sentences, but the lingering rhyme lasts forever, and the first two characters of the first couplet are my own "Qingshuang".

She used to be a young lady of an official family, and she also read poetry books, so she knew that this poem was a good poem at a glance, which was enough to suppress the messy poems written by the so-called romantic talents present.

Taking a sneak peek, Miss Qingshuang couldn't help muttering a few words in her heart when she saw her maid holding the porcelain bowl and refusing to let go.

It's really cheap for this little girl.

Since ancient times, beauties have admired talented people, so she naturally does too. Seeing this fragmented sentence, she knows that the young man has no money but is talented, and he is a great talent.

Thinking about it this way, even if he just messed up his banquet just now, it's nothing.The bad feeling in my heart also completely dissipated, and all the bad feeling fell on the head of a certain guy who flipped the table. If it wasn't for that guy who flipped the table halfway, this poem shouldn't have only fourteen words.

I was even a little worried about the situation of the poet who wrote it. He came here with a sword, looking for revenge, so he should be a person in the world.

Jianghu has never been a stable place, killing and being killed happen all the time.

just hope he's okay
After thinking about it, she lightly lifted her skirt and went downstairs to find the master of Drunken Lotus Garden.

(End of this chapter)