The Great Wei Music Bureau

Chapter 192 Xiahou Marrying a Wife (Part )

Last time, we talked about how Xiahou Ying, the daughter of the Xiahou family, was actually promised to Liu Hong by her family. In order to confirm whether Liu Hong was a man with real ability, she chose to run away from home and go to Jiankang to find out. So how will the story develop next? Let's read on.

Xia Houying shouted at the woods for a while, but no one responded. He shouted loudly: "I believe there must be such a person in this world! I will tell you when I find him!"

After saying that, she walked towards the forest, muttering as she walked, "The literary man can pacify the world with his pen, and the martial man can rule the world on horseback. This seems to be more catchy than my poem "The world is under my control with my brush, and the nine states are under my control with my sword." Although I don't know who this guy is, he seems to be quite talented. And the song he sang just now was also quite nice."

Xia Houying suddenly stopped and said, "His song just now attracted the purple air! And he killed those three people just by singing a song! He..."

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The next day, Li Yi slept until noon, stretched himself, got dressed, washed up, yawned, and opened the door, only to see Xu Li kneeling at the door. He asked in surprise, "What are you doing? Are you drunk again?"

Xu Li clasped his fists and bowed, "Master, I beg you, I beg you! Please help me this time! Help me this time, help me to get married, from now on you can ask me to do anything! Even if you ask me to kill the Shura King, I will not hesitate!"

Li Yi asked in confusion: "No, how much fake wine did you drink? Are you willing to give up your dignity as a man just to get married?"

Xu Li said, "Master, you don't know! In today's written test, Miss Xiahou's maid set the questions. This maid alone is as beautiful as a fairy! Not to mention the rich lady? So for this marriage, let alone dignity, I don't want anything!"

Li Yi said awkwardly: "Don't get excited yet. I heard that if a young lady's maid is pretty, then the young lady must be extremely ugly. If the maid is ugly, then the young lady must be pretty. So you should wait a little longer. It won't be too late to sell out your dignity after you see the real person!"

Xu Li knocked his head to the ground and said, "No more waiting, no more waiting! That pretty boy from Shura Palace is going to play soon. If he gets into the top four in the written test, I won't stand a chance at all! I know you have great powers, so please help me. Even if you don't help me, at least don't let that pretty boy win!"

Li Yi reached out and touched his bald head and said, "Is that so? Let's go and take a look first! We really can't let the people from Shura Palace be too arrogant! Get up quickly, let's go." Xu Li quickly got up and took Li Yi to the bride-recruiting venue.

The two of them found a side seat and sat down. When they looked at the stage, Li Yi laughed instantly. The beauty on the stage was not a maid at all, but Xia Houying herself. She probably used this trick to see if there was anyone who satisfied her among those who signed up for the marriage proposal.

So Li Yi said to Xu Li: "This maid is pretty. Out of a full 100 points, I'd give her 92! But I'm afraid that young lady won't be able to look at such a pretty maid!"

Xu Li shook his head and said, "Master, please stop joking. Everyone says that Miss Xiahou is a beautiful woman with both talent and beauty! How could she be ugly?"

Li Yi waved his hand and said, "Listen to my advice, just give up this idea! Come, let me tell you something that outsiders don't know." Li Yi stretched out his hand to motion Xu Li to come closer to his ear.

Xu Li came close to him, and Li Yi whispered, "I heard that the Xiahou family promised their daughter to Liu Hong, the Minister of Works, the first three cultivators, Liu Hong, so do you think you still have a chance?"

Xu Li put on an expression of disbelief, then shook his head and said, "No way!"

Li Yi smiled and said, "Do you remember what happened last night? Those Mohist mechanical techniques? I've seen those things, and no one else in Liangguo knows how to use them except Liu Hong, so just give up! He's a third-level cultivator, and killing you is no different than playing, right? I'm giving you a chance to reform, so don't jump into the fire pit yourself!"

Xu Li immediately wilted like a frost-bitten eggplant when he heard this! At this moment, Xia Houying, who was pretending to be a maid on the stage, suddenly looked over here. Xu Li instantly recovered. He pulled Li Yi's sleeve and said, "Master, Master! She is looking at me! She is looking at me! Right?"

Li Yi sighed helplessly. The three mysterious confidences of men:

I am handsome!

She is looking at me, she is interested in me, she likes me!

I can fight back!

Xu Li pulled Li Yi's sleeve and said, "Master, I just realized something! I don't want to marry the daughter of the Xiahou family. I can marry this maid! Master, can you help me with this matter?"

Li Yi pushed Xu Li away and shouted, "Shut up! If you say another word, I'll kill you with one palm!" Seeing that Li Yi was angry, Xu Li dared not say anything else.

Xia Houying on the stage looked at this side with incredible eyes, because she couldn't believe that a monk could have so much talent and righteousness. She went on stage to host the test today, just to find out who saved her last night, but after a round of competition, she didn't find anyone with real talent.

At this time, Cheng Jinyu, a white-faced scholar from the Xuanji Hall of the Shura Palace, came on stage. He looked at Xia Houying and said with a smile, "I heard that the young lady is Miss Xia Hou's personal maid?"

Xia Houying looked at this handsome scholar. Although he was very good-looking, she felt uneasy in her heart. She smiled politely and said, "Mr. Cheng, can we start now?"

Cheng Jinyu nodded and said, "You can do it anytime. Just ask the question, young lady."

Xiahou Ying recited: "The flower is not a flower, the tree is not a tree, the wind blows the leaves down and makes the cold and cold. Last night I dreamed of the early spring rain, but I can't find the talented person." After reciting the poem, purple air gathered and sank into his body. There were bursts of applause from the audience. How could it be bad? This is a poem that will be handed down from generation to generation.

Cheng Jinyu frowned. Even if he could match the poem, it would not show his talent at all. He, who was originally quite confident in his literary talent, did not know what to do for a moment.

Li Yi, who was standing by, laughed secretly in his heart: It seems that what happened last night was a big blow to this silly girl, and she actually wrote a famous poem. To be honest, I can solve your problem, but it's a pity that I am a monk now and it is not convenient for me to show my face in public.

At this moment, Cheng Jinyu on the stage suddenly smiled knowingly, and then said: "People are not people, ghosts are not ghosts, and Yin and Yang are separated by the Yellow Springs Road. If two people are truly in love, why should they fear the different paths of life and death."

Although no purple air appeared, everyone in the audience was shocked. This poem cannot be said to be bad, but it can be said that there are problems with the idea, and only Cheng Jinyu from the Shura Palace can come up with such a statement about the love between a human and a ghost.

But in Li Yi's eyes, the situation was quite different. He was not concerned about how the poem matched, but the righteousness in his body gave a reaction. The man surnamed Cheng must have used some evil method! Xu Li frowned and said, "Hiss, he seems to have used a spell to fascinate me."

At this time, Xia Houying on the stage was stunned for a moment, and then repeatedly considered Cheng Jinyu's poem. Li Yi saw this and thought to himself: Soul-bewitching technique? No, if this goes on, I'm afraid Xia Houying and everyone in the audience will be tricked!

Thinking of this, Li Yi stood up, concentrated his Buddhist teachings and righteous spirit and recited aloud: "It is difficult to write about it, it is difficult to cross over, birth, aging, sickness and death are predetermined. It is difficult to understand Zen and Buddhism, who can eliminate the sufferings in the world?" After Li Yi finished reciting, purple-gold aura appeared, circled around the whole place, dispelled Cheng Jinyu's bewitching technique, and then slowly dissipated.

Cheng Jinyu used the magic of bewitching to confuse everyone. Even if he didn't do a good job in reciting the poem, he could control the crowd to make noise and disturb Xia Houying on the stage! This guy is very sinister!

Xia Houying suddenly turned to look at Li Yi. Xu Li was about to reach out to pull his sleeve, but Li Yi glared back. Xia Houying asked, "I was reciting poems with Master Cheng, why did this master suddenly interrupt?"

Li Yi bowed and said, "Amitabha, the donor's poem is so wonderful that I was in high spirits. Please forgive me if I am impolite. But I have thought about it. The poem that Master Cheng just wrote, "People are not people, ghosts are not ghosts" is not very artistic. If the second person is changed to "Ren" in benevolence and the second ghost is changed to "Gui" in trickery, although the parallelism is not very neat, the artistic conception can be somewhat stronger."

Xiahou Ying understood Li Yi's reminder and became more alert to Cheng Jinyu in front of her. She bowed to Li Yi and said, "Master is indeed an expert. He has revealed the secret in one sentence! Thank you very much!" She said this to show Li Yi that she knew the seriousness of the matter.

But when Xiahou Ying looked at Cheng Jinyu coldly, she suddenly turned around and looked back at Li Yi. Xu Li grabbed Li Yi's sleeve again, and this time he was slapped on the back of his head. Xiahou Ying remembered the voice! It was this monk who saved her last night!

Li Yi also realized that he was exposed, and hurriedly pulled Xu Li up and tried to run away. But Cheng Jinyu on the stage couldn't stand it anymore, and he shouted, "Stop! You monk are so rude! I'm competing in poetry on the stage, and you suddenly interrupted and ruined my fun! Don't even think about getting away with it!"

Xiahou Ying suddenly had an idea and joined in, "Yes! That's right, you rude monk, don't go!" Everyone's eyes were focused on Li Yi and Xu Li, and the two had to stop.

Li Yi bowed and said, "Amitabha, I wonder if you two donors have any advice for me?"

Xia Houying smiled and said, "Since you have also participated in the poetry contest just now, why don't you come up on stage and have a good fight!"

Li Yi waved his hands and said: "Amitabha, I am a monk and never compete with others. Moreover, this is the Xiahou family's marriage invitation meeting, so I can't participate!"

Cheng Jinyu said coldly: "You say you won't fight with others, so why do you interrupt? I see that you have a competitive spirit and a combative mind! You are not pure! You are clearly a fake monk! This young master must teach you a lesson!"

Xia Houying's eyes lit up when he heard this and said, "Oh? Master Cheng, are you going to compete with that master?"

Cheng Jinyu asked in confusion, "What do you mean, young lady? Do you want me to compete with a monk in poetry? Wouldn't it be a joke if it got out?"

Xia Houying laughed and said, "Sir, you don't want to compete in poetry? You want to fight? I'm afraid this is inappropriate. Today is a literary test. If you want to decide the winner, you have to speak with poetry!"

Cheng Jinyu said unhappily, "Speaking with poetry? Even if I win a poetry contest with a monk, what good will it do? I don't want to be laughed at."

Xiahou Ying smiled and said, "Young Master, are you scared? That's right, he is a Buddhist and Confucianist. The purple-gold aura in his poem just now is clearly visible, much stronger than what you can do! I guess you know you can't win, so you made this excuse."

It was an obvious provocation, but when used by a beautiful woman, it was very effective. Cheng Jinyu was indeed provoked. He chuckled and said, "I'm afraid of him? Humph! What a joke! Little monk, come to the stage quickly. I'll show you how powerful I am!"

Hearing this, Li Yi shook his head helplessly and said, "Aren't you afraid that the wind will blow your tongue away? Just because you are not even qualified for Confucianism or Taoism?"

Cheng Jinyu sneered, "What? You don't agree? If you don't agree, then come up on stage and compete?"

Li Yi said to Xia Houying: "Miss, I can ask you to come up and give me a poem, but I am only here to give you a poem, not to propose marriage!"

Xiahou Ying replied: "Of course, it's just a poem, it has nothing to do with seeking a husband!"

Xu Li interrupted, "No! This is my master. Girl, if my master wins, you have to say a few good words for me in front of your young lady! If your young lady doesn't want to, you..." Before Xu Li could finish his words, Li Yi slapped him into the wall!

This startled everyone present, but Li Yi just shook his sleeves and stepped onto the stage, as if nothing had happened. When Li Yi stepped onto the stage, Cheng Jinyu felt the majestic righteousness in his body, and from the previous move, she could also conclude that she was no match for the little bald donkey in front of her, and she had already decided to retreat.

Li Yi bowed to Xiahou Ying, then turned to Cheng Jinyu, and immediately glared at him, intending to shock the boy. Perhaps he had misjudged the gap between himself and the other party, but with just this glare, Cheng Jinyu's legs went weak and he collapsed on the stage.