"Hmph, what's good about it? It's not good at all!" This angry tone belonged to Yue Weimo.
She rushed directly to the window frame and said to the people outside, "No! I feel that it's still a little short of what I wanted. I can't let you pass!"
The young masters outside were unhappy about this.
They started arguing with Yue Weimo, all talking at once.
Pei Wenting held his forehead, opened his arms to stop the brothers who were filled with righteous indignation, stepped forward, and said to Yue Weimo in a kind way:
"Okay, if you say no, then no. I'll write another one. Could you please soften it a bit for the sake of our sincerity?"
Before Yue Weimo could say anything, the others protested, "How can that be? Brother Pei's seven-character poem is clearly stunning, and she, a girl, doesn't understand it at all. She's nitpicking and acting like a little girl. We won't tolerate that!"
"That's right, we won't agree. Let Princess Mo come out and judge. If Princess Mo says no, we'll accept it!"
Inexplicably, the war spread to Jiang Ying.
Are you kidding? How could Jiang Ying show up?
Not only was the bride not allowed to show her veil in front of others before the ceremony, but today she had made up her mind not to join in their fun.
It’s too late to hide.
Seeing this, Yan Zhuo had no choice but to step forward and called out Yue Weimo's name, "Miss Yue, it seems Lord Yue is just ahead. How about I ask him to judge this poem?"
Uh...Yue Weimo choked!
As expected, Prince Mo had a keen eye and knew that she was most afraid of his father!
Therefore, Yue Weimo softened and whispered in Pei Wenting's ear before turning around, "Poetry is fine, but if you are willing to transfer the Seven Star Plate to me, I will never embarrass you again!"
"Are you serious?" Pei's eyes slightly opened and his vision lit up when he heard this.
Yue Weimo nodded excitedly.
Pei Wenting raised the corner of his mouth, and two words slipped out from his sexy lips, "Deal!"
What a silly girl! Couldn't she see that he had taken the Seven Star Plate from King Mo originally to give it to her?
…
The first level of questions was set by the talented Su Yilan, and the second level was naturally the turn of Sister Sa Lu Yanran.
Sister Sa was simple and straightforward. She asked Yan Zhuo to fight with her, and he would pass the level if he won.
Jiang Ying, “…”
Everyone,"……"
Everyone instinctively took a step back, including Pei Wenting.
He even slyly made a gesture of invitation, "Your Highness, the brothers can't help you here. Please take care of yourself."
After all, Lu Yanran is his sister-in-law. It is not okay to hit her too lightly, and it is even worse to hit her too hard.
Yan Zhuo is in a difficult situation.
At this time, the three Yuans had already dealt with some guests in the front yard and went to the back yard to act as referees.
I don’t know what the other two Yuans thought when they heard the second level, but Jiang Yuanyi is a little stupid.
Tentatively persuading, "Yanran, how about next time?"
He knew that Lu Yanran was a martial arts lover, and was even a martial arts fanatic. She used to always pester him to fight, but now she was tired of fighting with him, so she naturally wanted to find another challenge.
King Mo is said to be the best master in Nanzhao, and Yanran has been looking for this opportunity for a long time.
Lu Yanran, "Husband, please don't stop me. After this day, I might not have another chance. Today is perfect. The prince doesn't dare to let me go too far, nor does he dare to let me go too far."
"Hahahaha..." Someone couldn't help laughing out loud. This Miss Lu is too straightforward!
It was hard to put it into words, and in the end he could only fight with Lu Yanran.
As a result, his fight started out as a one-on-one fight, but later it became a one-on-two fight.
Jiang Yuanyi shamelessly joined in, saying, "I'm sorry, brother-in-law, I can't just stand by and watch you bully my Yanran."
Yan Zhuo, "..."
Okay, okay, okay, wait until I get a wife, and I'll show you what two-in-one mixed doubles is!
[The scumbag dad is showing off! Auntie, this is exactly what my mother said: you have to endure the hardship without suffering!]
My son's lazy complaints are so soft and cute.
Jiang Ying listened to his occasional thoughts and began to miss the wonderful feeling of holding him and rubbing him.
"Wow! The prince won!"
"We passed the second level!"
"Throw money! Throw money to celebrate!"
I have to say, Yan Zhuo doesn't know how he made his brothers, and none of them get along.
The third level was Yue Weimo’s idea.
She wants to pick someone from the groomsmen group and have his fortune told.
There are three points. If she gets all three right, she wins. If she gets one wrong, they win.
This isn't that difficult, and it feels like the easiest of the three levels.
But Pei Wenting was suspicious, "Miss Yue, didn't we agree on this?"
Give her the Seven Star Plate in exchange for her letting the water out.
Yue Weimo's eyes flashed, and he said righteously, "Do you have the things with you now? If you can give it to me now, forget about this third level!"
Pei Wenting, "..."
Well, the little girl is being naughty! He had no choice but to give Yan Zhuo a helpless look.
Yan Zhuo was anxious, but he tried not to show it on his face. He frequently looked at Qi Ren, who would make gestures from time to time.
It doesn't mean anything else, it's just time.
Always watching how long it will take until the auspicious time...
After a while, someone finally closed his eyes and gave it a try!
Some people had something to hide and were afraid that Yue Weimo would expose their secrets, so they hid their heads and retreated.
In the end, it was that "Brother Zhu" who stood up for Yan Zhuo.
His chest thumped loudly, "Come on, Miss Yue, just do the math. I will never lie."
"The prince is here, how dare you lie?"
Yue Weimo remained silent, but his eager look made people's scalp tingle.
She took out her three old items.
Copper coins, tortoise shells and compass.
Not only did he walk step by step towards Master Zhu, he also circled around him and looked at him.
Mr. Zhu was quite bold at first, but later on he became a little less bold.
He stammered, "Ms. Yue, time is precious. Do you want to start calculating?"
Yue Weimo suddenly took a step back, "I've already figured it out."
Everyone once again, "..."
"You, when you were eight years old, dreamed that you were looking for a toilet and ended up walking into your father and his concubine having sex. You first went to a brothel when you were twelve, thinking you were impotent and went to verify it. As for the third one... Hey, Master, please stop rolling your eyes, hey!"
Okay, a big man fainted.
After everyone fell silent, they all backed away from Yue Weimo.
There was also a young man with something to hide, who turned around and ran, "Ahhhh, I don't want to play anymore, if I continue playing, I will suffer tomorrow!"
Yue Weimo, “…”
With such little ability, you still come to help others pass the test?
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