Chapter 1979

1979

Seeing that the scene was quiet, Ye Fan was still staring at himself inexplicably, a little unhappy, "Why are you looking at me like this? Didn't you say that you will punish yourself with three cups and you're done?"

Zhang Taifu smiled wryly, "Ye Consort is really a man of temperament, no matter...then this round, we will not be able to appreciate Ye Concubine's masterpieces."

"Hmph, it's just an embroidered pillow, how can there be any real material?" Immediately, some talented people laughed disdainfully.

"It seems that the plagiarism of Su Huafan's poems is probably true...the poems were written on the spot, and they were exposed immediately", someone commented.

Lu Xin, Baili Qingtian and some talented people who had just been well received also expressed disappointment and contempt towards Ye Fan.

Many of them admired Ye Fan before they came, but they didn't expect Ye Fan to choose to escape?

The gifted son-in-law whom they admired at first turned out to be a plagiarist, which made them somewhat regretful and angry.

Su Huashan sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, with a relaxed expression on his face.

He didn't believe at all that the trash of the Zhenbeihou Mansion, who had been doing nothing for so many years, would suddenly become a great talent.

It's fine to compose a few poems by chance, if he really can make a big splash at the Lin Lang Poetry Contest, the probability is too small.

What's more, at Tianwen Academy that day, Ye Fan didn't dare to confront him head-on, obviously he didn't have enough confidence.

"Brother, you can really do it..." Ye Wanqing couldn't help sighing when she saw her elder brother sitting down reassuringly.

Ye Fan didn't care, he didn't care what those people said about him at all, he continued to eat delicious appetizers, and said: "Your brother and I are so different."

Su Qingxue smiled helplessly beside her and shook her head, "It's okay if your husband doesn't want to write poems, but don't get drunk, because a thousand days of drunkenness can be very powerful."

"Don't worry, it's called Thousand Days Drunk, I call it Thousand Cups Not Drunk..."

Ye Fan skipped over here, and the talented scholars continued.

After the poems were read out one by one, everyone stopped discussing for a while, and began to make comments and applause again.

Finally, when it was Su's turn to draw a fan, all the talented scholars in the audience looked very expectant.

Su Huafan stood up, and first saluted Taifu Zhang very politely, then raised his head imposingly, and recited affectionately:

"Iron lock Dongping dark heavy city, although whoever asks to send a flat boat.

Mian Shang's poems become the same meal, and it's hard to take it to the immortal's house when he's drunk.

Yan Yuxiao, Shui Mingxia. Before the spring, the sky is chaotic and the rain is rustling.

It is not enough to remember the tears of green plums, that is, the best of things, the rain and the dew..."

Saying nothing, the audience suddenly burst into applause, and the old master judges all nodded.

On the pavilions outside, the girls of Caiyunfang in gorgeous costumes showed intoxicated looks, looking at Su Huafan with great admiration.

"Good... good! The works of Su Huafan are of different grades. It combines the lovesickness of men and women into the majestic world at once. It's really a masterpiece!" An old master couldn't help but comment.

With a humble look on his face, Su Huafan cupped his hands and asked Zhang Taifu, "Student is bold, please ask Taifu to comment."

"Haha...it's remarkable, the writing and emotion are slightly flawed, but it is indeed a superb work.

After all, it was done temporarily, and it is really rare to be talented in painting fans..." Zhang Taifu commented.

Even masters like Zhang Taifu praised him so much, and naturally all the talented people at the scene praised him more and more.

"This is the number one genius in the imperial city, and he is not at the same level as some people!" Several geniuses laughed pointedly.

Su Huafan looked arrogant, and glanced contemptuously at Ye Fan, the revenge for embarrassing him at Tianwen Academy that day was finally avenged!

He can't wait, he wants to wait for the second round, the third round, to appreciate how Ye Fan will make a fool of himself...

Ye Fan didn't feel anything at all, he was drinking alone now without saying a word.

It's not that Ye Fan was in a daze and pretending to be stupid on purpose, but listening to those poems, even though they are not very good lines through the ages, they are all about longing after all...

As Ye Fan listened, he couldn't help thinking of distant places, his daughters, women...

All kinds of memories and longings were hooked up, which made him feel a little uncomfortable...

Although he has experienced many battles, the age of real sober life is less than thirty years.

He is still a young man, but he was forced to survive and has experienced too many things that others can't imagine...

Usually, he can use strong willpower to overcome some negative emotions without thinking too much.

But when he really calms down, drinking like this, listening to poetry, his heart will reveal a soft side...

A faint sadness made Ye Fan's mood look extraordinarily low...

In this situation, from the perspective of the bystanders at the scene, they felt that Ye Fan was depressed because of revealing his secrets and embarrassing him.

Even Su Qingxue and Ye Wanqing on the side thought that Ye Fan was upset, and blamed themselves a little, if they had known earlier, they would not have let Ye Fan bring them here.

The first round of poetry was over, and the fifty or so graceful women walked on the stage.

This time, instead of dancing, it was singing.

Each woman held musical instruments such as pipa, sheng, and Liuqin, and they were divided into ten groups.

These ten groups of women take turns to play, and each of them will accompany and sing a short section by themselves.

In this way, each woman's strength has a clear distinction between high and low.

When it was Gu Qing's turn, the woman held the pipa in her hand and sang: "Who is Zhuhu?

The melodious music, accompanied by the euphemistic and moving singing, spread throughout the venue.

Many talented scholars showed their admiration one after another, and they were infatuated for a while.

When Gu Qing finished singing that passage, many people were still reminiscing about it, very reluctant...

"No wonder my husband likes this Qing'er. She really sings well, with deep affection and long charm..." Su Qingxue commented thoughtfully from the side.

Ye Fan grinned wryly, and didn't bother to explain any more.

After the five songs were sung, the singers showed off their name tags to everyone, and stepped off the stage again.

This time, it was King Qi who stood up and said loudly and authentically: "You must have already understood what the second question is, and this king will directly draw lots..."

Indeed, the five songs just now were all about yearning for their hometown, so everyone at the scene nodded their heads.

King Qi drew a lottery and said with a smile: "Dazheng Academy, Lu Xin...haha, this time, start directly from the first row!

Mr. Lu, you are known as the number one talent in the Dazheng Academy, so you must be the first one, so it's very easy..."

"His Royal Highness King Qi is overrated!"

Lu Xin stood up confidently, and after saluting everyone, he began to compose a poem in a loud voice: "Neighborhoods are in front of you, Wan Tiaosheng will send you off...

Immortals believe in the mountain smoke, I don't know the wind and moon bun clouds..."

Reading a line of poetry once again made many people feel extremely moved.

Ye Fan stroked his hair and sighed, this kind of homesickness made him very uncomfortable...

Not long after, it was Ye Fan's turn again.