Bad Master: Disciple, don't make trouble, you are pregnant!

Since you are the granddaughter of Sect Master Zhengyang, what else can we talk about?

give you!

must send you!

But let's talk about it first, Zhengyangzong can no longer fight against me, Cangxingmen.

Wei Canglan thought to himself in his heart, although he didn't really expect Zhengyangzong to put down his hatred for Cangxingmen just because of a poem.

There are many factors involved in this.

For example, Cangxing Sect has been developing rapidly recently, and it is expected to surpass Zhengyang Sect and become the number one sect of Zhengdao.

For example, back then Qi Xiao always abandoned Elder Ye Yue.

and many more.

Therefore, Wei Canglan also thought casually in his heart, and would not really say it.

Facing Zhuge Linglong who has a good attitude and even admires him, Wei Canglan of course will not refuse, it is all as a favor.

He thought for a while, and stood with his hands behind his back. The breeze blew through the broken hair on his temples, causing all the beauties in the room to cast a smile on their eyes.

Zhuge Linglong has seen a lot of young people with stunning talents since she was a child, and she is naturally much calmer than ordinary women.

But facing Wei Canglan's demeanor and talent, he couldn't help being in a trance.

Such a person with outstanding talent and full of poetry and books is rare in the world!
She was sighing in her heart, when Wei Canglan suddenly had an unruly smile on her face, and said sincerely:
"Miss Linglong, since this poem is going to be given to you, I have thought of a name."

"Ok?"

The eyes of this savage young lady who was spoiled and spoiled since she was a child and grew up with a golden spoon in her mouth brightened.

Didn't you say there is no name?
According to what he said, he came up with the name because he wanted to give it to me?

Wei Canglan was still smiling vigorously, with long hair flying, and said slowly:
"How about calling it "Yinyue Shake·Gift to Linglong"?"

"it is good!"

Without even thinking about it, Zhuge Linglong's eyes jumped and brightened with excitement.

If it weren't for the fact that there were people watching around, she couldn't hold back her thoughts at this time and jumped up.

Why are you so excited?
Is this still worth thinking about?

Wei Canglan's poem will definitely be handed down to future generations!

And her name, Zhuge Linglong, will continue with the poems.

When future generations see the lines and the title of the poem, they will immediately understand it.

This poem, which does not hesitate to praise words, is about her peerless and moving appearance and temperament!
A discerning person will know it at a glance.

Even after a hundred years and a thousand years have passed, whenever future generations mention the poem, they will think of her and Wei Canglan.

It can be said that this is a good story that will never be forgotten.

It belongs to her and Wei Canglan alone!

Even Ye Yue, who had always had no emotional fluctuations on her face, couldn't help but nodded slightly at this moment.

It's just that the way she looked at Wei Canglan became more vigilant.

She knew very well that her young lady was about to fall, there was no doubt about it.

While Zhuge Linglong was excited, he did not forget to thank him.

She lifted the hem of her skirt, and slightly saluted Wei Canglan:
"Thank you for achieving the exquisite reputation of the second seat."

Wei Canglan didn't care too much, and also returned the courtesy:
"Mutual achievement, mutual achievement."

Linglong got up, the joy in her heart still could not be subsided for a long time, she turned around and waved to the educated shopkeeper and said:

"Xiao Wang, immediately find a master calligrapher in the city and ask him to write down this poem!"

"Remember, you must have the best calligraphy, and you must not be inferior to Cang Lan's poetic talent!"

"Then frame the written poems and hang them in the store for everyone to admire."

The shopkeeper nodded, "Yes, Miss Linglong!"

Saying that, he ran out in a hurry.

"Senior Cang Lan, you might as well write down the poem first, so that it will be convenient for those scholars to copy it."

Linglong suggested again.

Wei Canglan nodded, looking at the pens, inks, papers and inkstones at the counter of the store, he picked them up and played with them flamboyantly.

Although he doesn't know much about calligraphy in this world, he still practiced soft brushwork for a while in his previous generation.

It's not to the point of breaking into a room, but at least it looks like that, and it won't be the same as crawling like a cockroach.

Linglong walked over, picked up the poem written by Wei Canglan, observed it for a long time, and couldn't help admiring again:
"Good word."

Humph.

Don't kill it.

I know exactly how I write this word.

Wei Canglan thought to himself, but there was no expression on his face.

It is estimated that the poems are too good, so everyone can't help but think that the calligraphy is also good.

terrible.

Zhuge Linglong put down the paper on which the verses were written, and came alone to the decorated glazed cabinet, raised her hand and gently opened the cabinet door, searching carefully with her eyes.

Not long after, her eyes lit up, and she took out a crescent-shaped hairpin that was shining with silver and gray, and then found a rectangular brocade box, put the hairpin in it, closed the lid, and handed it to her with both hands. Wei Canglan.

"Second Canglan, according to the rules I set, Yinyueyao belongs to you."

Facing Zhuge Linglong's words, Wei Canglan naturally accepted them with both hands, but he couldn't help being taken aback.

It seems that she is the boss behind the store, that's right.

Zhengyangzong still has an industry at the foot of the mountain?

Well, this is nothing new.

Small sects have thousands of people, and large sects have tens of thousands of people.

No source of income to support disciples and elders?

Although there are some people who you can eat, most of them still have to eat.

Therefore, it is reasonable for the sect to have some property at the foot of the mountain.

However, I really didn't expect that this granddaughter of the Zhengyang Sovereign turned out to be the behind-the-scenes boss of Yulong Pavilion.

Also, once you hear the name of this shop, you should guess it.

"Thank you girl."

Wei Canglan thanked him politely, thinking of finding an excuse to leave.

This Zhuge Linglong is really good-looking and has a good temperament, but...

The arrogance she exudes from her bones is really not very pleasing.

It's okay to talk nonsense with her, flirt with her.

If you fall in love with such a girl and marry back home, then you will suffer a lot in the future!
Furthermore, I still have the first disciple and the second disciple, so I can't miss it...

and many more!

What the hell!

What did the teacher say?

What did Qi Xiao and I say before going down the mountain?

People are afraid of famous pigs.

Now because of my great reputation, many sects of the righteous way are worried about me, and they don't hesitate to use beauty tricks to seduce Lao Tzu.

Humph.

Maybe Zhuge Linglong directed and acted in today's matter.

I was almost deceived by her beautiful appearance.

Sure enough, women are pink skulls.

slip away.

Want to trick me into going to Zhengyangzong?
There are no doors!

Thinking of this, Wei Canglan was ready to bid farewell and leave.

However, before he could speak, Zhuge Linglong actually proposed:

"Second seat, Cang Lan, is there a place for dinner?"

"Although you have already bigu, it's rare to go down the mountain once. Why don't you let this girl be your host? Taste the delicacies of Erya City."

no……

I didn't inedia, really.

And, it's not the first time I've come to Erya City, I've eaten the food here.

don't bother...

Just when Wei Canglan was hesitating, Zhuge Linglong seemed to see that he didn't want to leave by himself, and his mood suddenly became bad.