The Devil's Wife, I Just Want to Survive

As the white light of the righteousness flashed, Xu Xuncha's expression returned to normal, and the coughing feeling he couldn't help disappeared without a trace.

This is the ability of the literati. They only need to say "Saint said" and then say what they want to do. As long as this matter does not exceed their realm, they will do what they say!

Even if they are short of money, they say "Saint said: so many pieces of low-grade spiritual stones will appear."

......... Low-grade spiritual stones will really appear, but they will greatly consume their righteousness. After all, spiritual stones will not appear out of thin air.

As for the fighting method of the literati, it depends on who speaks faster.

The faster the mouth, the stronger the strength.

You didn't say a word, but others said a bunch of words. If you don't die, who will die?

So if the literati with a high realm really get serious, their mouths will be extremely fast!

Zhang Xuncha's eyebrows moved slightly when he saw this, and then he took a small sip.

After the two inspectors tasted it, Bu Nanzi smiled and asked, "How is it? Is this wine okay?"

Xu and Zhang smacked their lips and began to savor it.

After a long time, Inspector Xu raised his hand and said, "This wine is very strong and fragrant. It is a rare fine product. Very good!"

Inspector Zhang also spoke up, "The wine is clear and fragrant. It feels soft and tender when it enters the mouth. It has a clear and sweet taste when it enters the throat. This wine is extraordinary!"

Bu Nanzi smiled when he heard it and said, "Then can this wine be used as the imperial wine for this year's tribute?"

The two inspectors laughed and said, "The ancestor is joking. Imperial wine cannot be chosen casually. Although this wine is good, it lacks a reason. How can it be selected as the imperial wine without a reason? "

Bu Nanzi smiled unchanged: "Then may I ask what reason is needed? Two inspectors."

Xu Xuncha held the wine glass and smiled faintly: "There was a wine two years ago, that wine is far worse than this wine, but that wine is blessed with poetry."

As he spoke, Xu Xuncha picked up the chopsticks and knocked the empty bowl to chant: "When sober, I sit in front of the moon, and when drunk, I sleep under the moon. When slightly drunk, I only know the beauty of the moonlight, and if the sin is not forgiven, I will not regret it."

"Tsk, what a beautiful poetry." Xu Xuncha closed his eyes and drank a sip of wine with a look of enjoyment on his face.

Zhang Xuncha smiled and looked at Bu Nanzi: "Grandmaster Bu Nanzi, you have heard it, we have no right to order imperial wine, but if there is a good poem as an excuse, we can help you apply."

Bu Nanzi's smile gradually faded: "That means, without the blessing of poetry, this wine cannot be designated as imperial wine?"

Xu Xuncha opened his eyes and smiled lightly: "Grandmaster, we respect you, please don't make it difficult for us, do you have an outstanding talent in Jinyang City tonight?"

"No one, even if we want to help you, we can't."

"You can't let us write poems for you, right? Our styles are obvious, and anyone can see it at a glance."

Xu Xuncha said, holding up the wine glass: "This wine is very good, but let's not talk about the imperial wine, let's drink happily tonight, come!"

Bu Nanzi raised his glass and took a sip with them.

After taking a sip, Bu Nanzi turned his head to look at the table on the left: "Que'er, come here."

Wang Que had been paying attention to this side. Hearing this, he quickly stood up and walked over: "Grandpa, you called me."

Bu Nanzi patted Wang Que's arm and looked at Xu Xuncha: "This is my sixth-generation grandson Wang Que. This wine was brewed by him."

Xu Xuncha smiled politely, but that was just a smile.

Bu Nanzi continued: "Que'er, you heard what the inspector said just now, your wine cannot become the imperial wine without the blessing of poetry."

Wang Que nodded and bowed to the two inspectors: "My lords, do I only need to write poetry to have a chance to designate my wine as this year's imperial wine?"

The two inspectors smiled at each other, and Zhang Xuncha smiled and said: "You? You are a spiritual practitioner, right? You also know poetry?"

After speaking, Zhang Xuncha looked at Bu Nanzi: "Grandmaster Bu Nanzi, I have no intention of offending your Wang family. I just think that your grandson is really a little ignorant of the world."

Xu Xuncha also said lightly: "The creation of poetry requires accumulation, and it requires reading books. It depends on your cultivation. You should be a little short of the middle stage of Lingtai, so you should not be too old. "

The smile on Wang Que's face had long disappeared, and he said lightly: "I am 25 years old."

Xu Xuncha smiled, with a slightly disdainful look: "I am not mocking you, you have an excellent talent for cultivation, but how much time do you have left to read books?"

"Spiritual cultivation is about spiritual cultivation, and poetry creation is what we literati do. ​​What kind of poetry can you write as a spiritual cultivator?"

Wang Que's voice was a little heavy, "Sir, if I make a poem that satisfies you, will my wine have a chance to be designated as this year's imperial wine?"

Xu Xuncha was also a little displeased when he heard this, and he saw himPut down the wine glass and lean back on the chair: "Just now, there are so many talented people in your Jinyang City, but no one can write poems that satisfy us. You are a spiritual practitioner who is not a literati, what can you do?"

Wang Que naturally heard the poems written by those talented people. At this moment, Wang Que said directly: "Just because they can't do it doesn't mean that I can't do it."

"You are very confident, young man?" Zhang Xuncha looked over, and there was no smile on his face at this moment: "You are so persistent, I want to see what kind of poems you can write."

"Brother Xu, let him do it, give him this opportunity." Zhang Xuncha sneered: "I want to see what he can do!"

Seeing this, Jinyang Changhong hurriedly tried to smooth things over: "The two envoys should not be angry. We are young and arrogant. I will let Que'er pour you a glass of wine to apologize. Come on, Que'er."

"No need!" Xu Xuncha crossed his arms and said calmly: "Let him do it."

They are the inspectors of Zhou State, and they have their own status. In addition, they have people above them. Who dares to touch them?

Anyone who dares to attack them will be an enemy of the Zhou Kingdom.

That is why they are not afraid of anyone, even if they do not have any subordinates at the moment.

Zhang Xuncha stood up and looked at the red stage: "Stop over there."

Upon hearing this, the geisha on the red stage hurriedly stopped and lowered her head to retreat to the side of the red stage.

Zhang Xuncha looked around, and the whole banquet hall fell silent after a few breaths.

"Just now, a member of the Wang family said he wanted to write a poem. Let's see what kind of poem he can write."

After saying that, Zhang Xuncha looked at Wang Que: "Please, Master Wang."

Jin Yang Changhong and others looked slightly gloomy, even Jin Yang Dunkong's face was gloomy.

But at this moment, they could not directly become enemies with the inspector.

In such a depressing atmosphere, Bu Nanzi laughed and then patted Wang Que's arm: "Go, Grandpa, I am optimistic about you."

Wang Que squinted at the two people, then threw his sleeves and walked towards the red stage.

Standing in front of the red desk, Wang Que clasped his fists and bowed to the four directions: "I am a humble young man, and I would like to offer a poem to the two inspectors. May I ask your names?"

"I am Xu Haisi."

"I am Zhang Shengyue, go ahead, I want to see what you can come up with!"