"I really have nothing to do with Sun Quan!"
Cai Wenji smiled bitterly and said that she did not expect that Tang Yu was still stubborn on this issue. Seeing Tang Yu's expression of disbelief, Cai Wenji reminded her,
"Have you forgotten? Last time we were in the bamboo forest, I met him for the first time. Moreover, I was still looking for trouble with him."
"That's right." Tang Yu was stunned for a moment, then asked strangely, "What about you, Sister Cai?"
Why did his attitude towards Sun Quan turn 180 degrees?
Cai Wenji thought for a while and said,
"It was probably because of Li Ru last time that I lost control of my emotions. When I calmed down afterwards, I realized that Sun Quan was actually quite likable."
"Quite likable???" Tang Yu pointed at Sun Quan downstairs in disbelief, "Do you know how many young people in the capital hate this guy now!"
Cai Wenji blushed. She also knew that her statement was a bit far-fetched, but Cai Wenji really couldn't make up any other reason.
"Probably because he is different and completely different from other people in Luoyang City, that's why I like him." Cai Wenji explained.
"Is it different..." Tang Yu touched his chin and looked at Sun Quan and Qin Chuan below. He didn't know what he was thinking. Suddenly, Tang Yu said, "So, as long as this person is special enough and likes someone, yes You’ll ignore the age gap, right?”
"What nonsense are you talking about!!" Cai Wenji, who had always been quiet, couldn't help shouting. Tang Yu was saying that Cai Wenji's love for Sun Quan was the kind of love between a man and a woman? Otherwise, what does it have to do with the age gap? "He is just a child, how could I have that kind of thought about him!"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Sister Cai, I said the wrong thing, I wasn't talking about you!" Tang Yu came to his senses and apologized quickly.
"If you're not talking about me, it could be... Wait, you mean her?" Cai Wenji looked at Qin Chuan downstairs.
"Yes!" Tang Yu nodded, "Sister Cai, you should know the story of Xi Shi, right?"
Cai Wenji's heart moved.
"you mean....."
"That's right." Tang Yu said, "After Wu was destroyed, the King of Yue was actually obsessed with Xi Shi's beauty. However, Xi Shi was eventually taken away by Fan Li and went away with him across the five lakes."
"So, do you think Sun Quan will be Fan Li?" Cai Wenji said, shaking her head slightly, "Sister Tang, I understand your thoughts, but Sun Quan and Qin Chuan, no matter how you think about it, it is impossible for them to be in love with each other."
"I think there are already some signs, can't we make a match?" Tang Yu said unwillingly.
Cai Wenji's mouth twitched,
"Then, we have to wait at least a few more years."
Seeing Tang Yu looking downcast,
"Look!" Cai Wenji suddenly pointed down and said.
"What?" Tang Yu's attention was also attracted.
Cai Wenji smiled slightly,
"It seems that some people can't wait any longer."
A boy came to Sun Quan's desk, took away the three works Sun Quan had just written, and brought them to Cai Yong. Yuan Shao, Chen Lin, Cao Cao, Yuan Shu and others had already gathered around Cai Yong. It seemed that they were itching to wait any longer and wanted to see what kind of three poems Sun Quan wrote in one go.
Afterwards, waves of exclamations came from over there. Even though Cai Yong repeatedly reminded him that he hoped they would not affect Yang Xiu's performance, there were still smacking sounds from time to time, and even some arguments broke out!
At this moment, even if Yang Xiu's work has not been in front of them, the result has become quite obvious. You must know that there are all big people here, and their vision is higher than the last. Even such a group of people are amazed at the lack of etiquette. It can be imagined how excellent Sun Quan's works must be. If nothing else, you can understand everything just by looking at the proud look on Yuan Shu's face.
As for the dispute, just kidding, do you think it is a dispute over the evaluation of the quality of the work? Listen to Cao Cao's words: "I want this song! No one can steal it from me!" You will understand what they are fighting for.
"No way??" Upstairs, Tang Yu was so shocked that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear. Even if he had heard Cai Wenji's "spoiler" in advance that Sun Quan would win, Tang Yu never expected that it would be such a one-sided victory. suspenseful scene. Of course, not only Tang Yu, but Cai Wenji was also surprised. Son of Heaven, could this Sun Quan really be the son of God?
"Now I really want to rush down and see what kind of poems he has written!" Cai Wenji said. At this moment, she was curious and excited.
"What's so difficult about this? Let's just call him up and ask him face to face." Tang Yu said matter-of-factly.
"Call him up?" Cai Wenji opened her mouth. How dare she? As long as she thought of Sun Quan's identity, it would be enough for her to go and invite him in person.
Before Cai Wenji could say more, Tang Yu had already given the order.
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"What poem did you write?" Qin Chuan asked in shock. He thought he had never underestimated Sun Quan, but at this moment, Qin Chuan suddenly discovered that he might have never really seen Sun Quan clearly.
"Want to know?" Sun Quan chuckled, with an expression that said, "If you beg me, I'll tell you."
"I'm not in a hurry, Cai and everyone will reveal it later." Qin Chuan said, holding his hands.
Sun Quan smiled helplessly,
"Brother Qin, why do you have no mood at all?"
Qin Chuan looked at Sun Quan and smiled and said,
"If I continue to obey you in everything, sooner or later I will be ridden by you."
"Okay, okay, then I won't show off." Sun Quan said, humph, I don't believe it. When you hear my masterpiece, will you still be so calm? !
"This first song, Wind, Flowers, Snow and Moon, I wrote about the scenery I saw by the West Lake - after all, in June, the scenery of West Lake is different from that of the four seasons. The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are particularly red. "
"Wonderful! Wonderful! Although I have never been there, the lotus leaves in the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers in the sun are so red. This beautiful scenery just appeared before my eyes!" Qin Chuan exclaimed.
Sun Quan smiled and said,
"There is something even better. The second song, Iron Horse, I wrote - a luminous cup of grape wine, I want to drink the pipa immediately. Jun Moxiao, lying drunk on the battlefield, how many people have fought in ancient times?"
Qin Chuan's face straightened, he was silent for a long time, and finally sighed,
"Probably only your military family can write this kind of sentence. Not to mention Yang Xiu, no one in the world can compare with you in this artistic conception! Zhongmou, congratulations, in my mind, I can no longer Imagine who could be more talented than you."
"Hehe, brother Qin, you finally convinced me for once." Sun Quan said with a smile.
But there was no smile on Qin Chuan's face.
"The trees are beautiful in the forest, but the wind will destroy them. Zhongmou, you are so sharp. I am really worried about you."
Sun Quan also became serious,
"Brother Qin reminded me that I will definitely pay attention to it in the future."
It is easy to dodge open spears and difficult to defend against hidden arrows. If there are too many enemies, no matter how many skills Sun Quan has, he will still be unaware. The long-term solution is to make as few enemies as possible.
Qin Chuan looked at Sun Quan and suddenly shook his head and smiled,
"I still can't imagine what Sun Quan would be like without showing off his sharp edge, being humble and polite. Today is a happy day, and I won't say anything disappointing. What did you write in the third song?" Qin Chuan returned to the topic.
"Outside the bamboo-growing wilderness, there are hundreds of clouds. No one appreciates the high integrity, but only cherishes the chastity. The shame stains the Xiang concubine's tears, and the shame of entering the palace harp. Whoever can make a flute should be like a dragon chanting."
Cai Wenji, who hurried down, happened to hear Sun Quan reciting this poem.
