After listening to her cousin's words, Princess Zhaoyang felt unhappy: "Uncle, it's true, it was clearly made by the consort himself, so why is there someone else? Does my consort have to be a fool for my uncle to be satisfied? ?”
Chu Feng didn't hear the mutterings of several girls. He looked around at the talented people around him and said with a smile: "Haha, you all challenge me to write poems, no problem. However, if you want to challenge me, you must donate money." money."
Chu Feng also deliberately put on an arrogant look, making people want to beat him.
"Snapped"
Meng Xiao took out a bag from his pocket, threw it on the table in front of him, and said loudly: "Is this bag of gold beads enough?"
Chu Feng's eyes narrowed instantly, then he looked around and said to the other young masters: "Since everyone wants to compete, let's all pay. If this young prince loses, each person will be compensated twice the amount of the bet." !”
"Pa-ta", "pa-ta", "pa-ta"...
A total of seven or eight money bags were all smashed on the table.
These high-ranking Imperial Academy officials who paid the money were all descendants of the family, so there was no shortage of money. Although Meng Xiao's bag was not filled with gold beads, it was still full of gold cakes.
"Okay, since everyone is so confident, I will compose a poem. As long as one of you can write a poem that is better than this little Marquis. Even if I lose, double the bet Presented. If you are unable to do so, then I, the young marquis, will accept these bets as charity."
Chu Feng said with a big smile.
She looked around again, and Princess Zhaoyang was so frightened that she hurriedly lowered her head again.
Unexpectedly, Chu Feng smiled again and said: "Chu asked one last question: Do you all talented people also want to place bets? Don't worry, under the same conditions, as long as the poem you write can be better than that of this young prince." Poetry, I am willing to admit defeat. I hope you can show your talents and convince Chu."
"Okay, I will make you convinced."
Changsun Yanran couldn't bear her bad temper. She said loudly, then patted Situ Feifei's shoulder and said softly: "Brother, it's up to you!"
"Hula"
All pairs of eyes looked over.
Situ Feifei's pretty face turned red after being watched by so many people, but she still responded in a low voice. He gently took out the money bag containing the gold beads and placed it on the table.
"Smelly sister...ahem, I don't accept it either."
The little princess of Changle, who likes to join in the fun, almost spilled the beans.
However, I still have the courage to throw away my money bag. I feel that with this talented woman like Situ Feifei, it is still easy to make up my pocket money.
Princess Zhaoyang lowered her head even lower, for fear that Chu Feng would recognize her.
"Brother, how can you not participate?"
As Princess Changle spoke, she wanted to take out her cousin's money bag, but Changsun Yanran held her hand down and whispered: "Kid, don't be greedy. If you double the bag of beads from your sister Feifei, it will be enough for us to go shopping for a long time." The street."
Following Chu Feng's arrogant performance, more than ten talented people took out their money bags and joined the challenge to Chu Feng.
Chu Feng also felt that the bet was almost up, and laughed and said: "Okay, since such a talented person wants to challenge this young prince's poems, then the young prince will make a poem on the spot. As long as one of you can do better poem, I will admit defeat on my own."
"Chu Feng, at least you should find a referee. What if the poem we made can beat yours, but you refuse to admit defeat?"
Meng Xiao is very cautious now, never letting go of every detail of Chu Feng, for fear of being fooled again!
"Haha, once my poem comes out, you will bow your head and admit defeat. As for the referee, it is you yourselves. If someone wants to speak nonsense without conscience, your name will definitely be on the pillar of shame!"
Chu Feng laughed and acted extremely arrogant.
Sure enough, several more hesitant talents also joined the challenge. Changsun Yanran was even more angry and wanted to take out her money bag and smash it on the table.
However, she was held down by Princess Changle's little hand: "Cousin, how do you feel: The smelly brother-in-law is holding back his bad intentions and deliberately angering us? If he reads out the peach blossom poem and cheats, we will all lose our money. .”
Changsun Yanran was shocked. She didn't expect her little cousin to think so much! I couldn't help but stood up and said loudly: "Chu Feng, you are not allowed to take out that peach blossom poem again!"
Suddenly, the third floor fell silent, and everyone's expressions began to change. Some are even ready to put away their bets. After all, Chu Feng is the young prince, and if he deliberately cheats, what can anyone do?
"Chu Feng, you are not allowed to use your previous poems to deny them. Otherwise, we will all be incompetent."
Meng Xiao stood up again and shouted loudly.
"Haha, you really look down on me. I am so talented that I can write more than ten peach blossom poems like that. Now you can listen carefully."
As Chu Feng said this, he became serious. He looked up and meditated, as if he was about to compose a poem!
Now he has to rush to make one first.
Because he doesn't know how to write poetry, he has to take the first step and recite a famous poem from his past life. Otherwise, if you are asked to compose poems by others, your secret will be exposed.
"Wait a minute, you have to write down the poem. Don't admit it when the time comes."
Meng Xiao quickly spoke out to stop him. Now he is absolutely meticulous!
"Haha, my words are well spoken and my steps are like poems, but I don't like to use pen and ink. But who can write for me?"
Chu Feng knew that if he wrote with a brush, he would definitely make people laugh. His calligraphy was too ugly. Alas, why does the old maid keep occupying Shuang'er? Otherwise, you can let Shuang'er do the writing for you.
"Little Marquis, if you don't mind it, I am willing to write for you."
A scholar in Tsing Yi who was sitting in the corner on the third floor stood up, slightly clasped his fists and saluted Chu Feng, and said softly.
"Haha, then Chu, thank you for this talented person."
Chu Feng smiled and expressed his gratitude.
Because I broke through the barrier to write couplets, there were pens, ink and white silk on each table!
The little boy walked over with a wink, helped the scholar in Tsing Yi, unfolded the white silk, and polished the ink.
"Since everyone has come to this restaurant to donate money, I will write a toast poem to thank everyone! Listen up."
As Chu Feng spoke, he became serious again, turned his back to the sky at a 45-degree angle, and then took steps lightly. He definitely smelled like a great poet.
At this time, many talented people also unfolded the white silk on the table, picked up their pens, and dipped them in ink. Situ Feifei is no exception.
“I don’t see you, the water of the long river comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea never to return.
Don't you see, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening. "
After just two sentences, the entire third floor fell into complete silence!
Many talented people even opened their mouths, feeling an inexplicable shock in their hearts.
“If you are happy in life, you must have all the joy, and don’t let the golden cup stand empty against the moon.
It is my nature that my talents will be useful, and I will come back after all my money has been spent. "
When Chu Feng's two sentences came out, everyone including Situ Feifei blushed and couldn't hide their excitement. This is definitely a famous story for all time!
"If you enjoy cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle, you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time.
Meng Caizi, brother Jichang. When you are about to drink wine, don’t stop drinking.
I sing a song with you, please listen to it for me. "
Chu Feng simply changed the names of the two friends in the original poem to Meng Xiao and Lin Jichang from table number two!
It completely proves that this poem was made on the spot.
"Plop" "Plop"
Meng Xiao and Lin Jichang sat down on the stools feebly, but their moods quickly became excited, their bodies trembled slightly, and their mouths wanted to speak. But after opening his mouth, he didn't dare to say a word, for fear of interrupting this eternally famous poem!
