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Su Shi pondered for a while, then picked up the brush and began to write eloquently.

Chen Qingluan glanced.

As a result, the eyes never moved back.

Tankou opened slightly, his eyes full of shock.

“This poem?!”

Su Shi quickly wrote it and said, “Brother Hua, would you like to take a look at it? 35

Hua Manlou waved his hand before he woke up, “No need, I have confidence in Brother Shi.”

That’s just being polite.

Su Shi has a little understanding of poetry, so how can he compare with Li Mubai~?

“Brother Shi is already very loyal, otherwise I can only hand in a blank paper today. 99

Hua Manlou shook his head and smiled wryly.

This face is down today, just don’t be too embarrassed – just fine.

Soon, the stipulated time will come.

The attendants put away the papers and put them all in front of Meng Yue’er.

In order to protect the honor of the guests, only the best works will be read out, and the rest will be put aside.

As for the judging criteria, it is entirely up to the oiran to decide.

I saw Meng Yue’er flip through the pages one by one, but none of them could catch their eyes, and everyone’s expressions suddenly became tense.

This oiran’s requirements seem to be a bit high!

Until the bottom of the paper, Meng Yue’er stopped reading and praised: “Chu Shizi’s poem is very good.”

“Zhong Qixiu in heaven and earth, there are Confucian immortals in mountains and lakes.””

“Ci Feng drives ten thousand horses, and plays the sky three times.””

“A little bit of heroism is boundless.”

“To persuade you to respect wine today, how can you praise the long years?””

“Both rhetoric and artistic conception are excellent. 35

Hearing the delicate voice of the oiran, bursts of applause erupted from the crowd.

“Nice poem!”

“As expected of Prince Chu, he can write such a masterpiece in just one stick of incense! 99

“Good poetry, when it’s a big white!

“Wonderful, what a wonderful pen!

People are appreciative.

Chu Qi looked smug, cupped his hands and said, “I’m just doing it, I’m just doing it.

Hua Manlou snorted disdainfully.

Who doesn’t know that this poem was written by Li Mubai?

“It seems that Brother Shi’s poem should have been skipped.

This is the best way to avoid public execution.

It’s just a pity that this oiran seems to be plucked by that Chu Gou Xiong.

Chu Qi urged impatiently, “Should we be able to announce the result?”

The bustard smiled and said: “The prince is really impatient, since that’s the case, let Yue’er announce it… Yue’er?”9

Called twice in a row, but Meng Yue’er seemed to have not heard it.

I saw her looking at the paper in her hand, sitting like a puppet.

The bustard frowned slightly and pushed her gently, “What’s the matter with you?”

Meng Yue’er came back to her senses now, and her expression was still full of shock.

She took a deep breath and said softly: “I announce that the top prize of this poetry competition is…”

“It’s full of flowers, playboy.

The air froze instantly.

Chu Qi’s smile froze on his face.

Everyone, including Hua Manlou, was stunned.

“I need an explanation!”

Chu Qi’s voice was low, and it was obvious that he was really angry.

The bustard was also stunned, “Yue’er, what is going on here? 39

Meng Yue’er shook her head and said, “There’s nothing to explain, it’s just that Playboy’s words are better.'”5


Chu Qi was about to laugh angrily.

Is Hua Manlou more talented than the new champion?

Li Mubai frowned and looked unhappy, feeling as if he had been insulted.

Meng Yue’er did not explain, “Why don’t you guys see it for yourself.

Li Mubai couldn’t hold back and took the lead to get up and walk over.

He wants to see how the other party is stronger than him!

He reached out and took the paper, just glanced at it, and the whole person stood there in a daze as if struck by lightning.

His pupils shrank into needles, and his hands trembled slightly.

This paper seems to weigh a thousand pounds!

Chu Qi noticed something strange and asked in doubt, “Mubai, what’s wrong?”

“This word…has gone down in history!””

Li Mubai sat paralyzed on the ground.

All arrogance and self-confidence collapsed at this moment.

People are even more puzzled.

What kind of poetry can make Xinke Zhuangyuan give such an evaluation?

The paper slipped to the side, someone walked over to pick it up, and recited aloud:

“The billowing waters of the Yangtze River are fading away, and the waves wash away the heroes.

“The green hills are still there, and the sunset has turned red several times. The white-haired fisherman on the river Nagisa is used to watching the autumn moon and the spring breeze.”

“A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet each other. There are many things in the past and present, and they are all jokes.

In the joyful arena, there was silence.

Everyone’s expressions were as shocked as Li Mubai’s.

Those who come in and out of this fireworks place, even if they are not literati and poets, have a little knowledge of poetry and can naturally hear the name of this poem.

Shake the past!

Absolutely a masterpiece!

Chu Qi’s face was gloomy.

How could Hua Manlou have such talent!

Hua Manlou was also stunned.

He stared at Su Shi in a daze, his throat a little dry, “Shi, Brother Shi, you…”

…for flowers….

Originally, I asked the other party to ghostwrite, just to make up the number, but I didn’t expect the other party to write such a masterpiece!

At this time, a gust of fragrance hit.

Meng Yue’er walked over and said shyly: “The slave family loves poetry, I wonder if the playboy is willing to go with the slave family to the flower boat, you and I, let’s talk at night?”

The oiran took the initiative to send an invitation!

Everyone’s eyes were envious, and Chu Qi’s teeth were almost crushed.

But Hua Manlou fell silent.

“Brother Hua, are you really drinking too much?”

Seeing that he didn’t speak, Su Shi reminded: “The spring night is very short, don’t make the beautiful woman wait. 35

Hua Manlou let out a sigh of relief, shook his head and said: “Meng girl is very beautiful, I also really want to have something to happen with you, but there is one thing I have to make clear.

“This poem was not written by me.

“It was done by this brother Shi next to me.”

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Su Shi.

Su Shi puzzled: “Brother Hua, what do you mean?”

Hua Manlou said with a wry smile: “Brother, if it were a normal poem, I would accept your favor, but your poem is so good, I really can’t stand it. 39

This is a well-known poem, if he recognized it, wouldn’t he be a deceiver?

Chu Qi frowned slightly, always feeling that this “Brother Shi” seemed to have been seen before.

Suddenly, an electric light flashed in his mind, and he exclaimed: “Su Shi! You are Su Shi, the Son of Magic!

He remembered that he had seen each other’s portrait in his father’s study!


“Su Shi?! 35

There was an uproar!

The magic star that has never been seen in ten thousand years is actually by their side!

Hua Manlou reacted and murmured: “Shi Shu, Su Shi… It turns out it’s really you! Brother Su, you lied to me so bad!

Su Shi sighed helplessly.

I was supposed to be quiet…

Meng Yue’er looked at Su Shi in surprise, “So you are the hero who saved a city!”

“The slave family has heard about your great achievements, and I have been fascinated by it for a long time. If Su Gongzi doesn’t dislike it, the slave family…the slave family is willing to comb them for you. 35

Beauty loves heroes.

What’s more, this hero is so handsome!

Even the oiran who has been in the field for a long time, was a little emotional for a while.

Hua Manlou was extremely saddened, “Brother Su, go, don’t worry about me.

Seeing Meng Yue’er’s shy and expectant look, Su Shi grabbed Chen Qingluan’s slender hand and said with a smile, “I’m sorry, I already have a girlfriend.” Qian.


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