Qin Feng waved his hand casually, with a powerful momentum like a rainbow: "The autumn beauty is as old as the Furong Courtyard."
"Ren Qiulan admires it."
"Falling flowers of autumn chrysanthemums at evening meal."
"The pavilion reflects the swing."
"Qiupu looks like autumn."
"Huai sees the autumn moon reflected in the heart of the river."
"Xiaoxiao dusk rain washes the autumn!"
Liu Juren felt his legs go weak, and he collapsed on the ground, staring at Qin Feng blankly. At this moment, he realized what a stupid decision he had made to play with Qin Feng.
How can this be a show of force in front of Guan Gong? It is clearly the pearl of rice competing with the bright moon!
Not only stupid, but ignorant!
The literati present looked as if they were in a dream, their eyes full of shock, admiration and amazement. With Qin Feng's wealth of knowledge, I am afraid that any game related to poetry would be like a mantis trying to defeat the chariot.
Even those nymphomaniacs couldn't help but were speechless. They looked at Liu Juren, who was slumped on the ground in a miserable state, and then at Qin Feng, who was calm and calm, standing with his hands behind his back.
Suddenly, he seemed to understand how ridiculous his previous remarks were.
Not only is he funny, but he is also blind. Apart from his fair appearance, how else can Liu Lang be compared with Qin Feng?
Besides... Qin Feng has been commanding battles for a long time, and his skin has been roughened by the wind and sand in the north of Saibei, but his appearance still shows the handsomeness that a young man should have. He only needs to take care of himself at home for a while to restore the appearance of a young and talented man.
The girls all turned red with dissatisfaction, not because they supported Liu Juren who could not win at all, but because... they mistook the clay for a treasure and did not recognize the gem in front of them.
Qin Feng asked casually: "Where is the second level?"
The literati in the lobby subconsciously made a respectful gesture of invitation.
When they came to their senses, everyone was blushing again. After all, Qin Feng was Dadi's enemy. How could he be so groveling to him?
For a moment, I was extremely conflicted. I admired Qin Feng's literary attainments extremely, but in the face of the hatred of the country and the family, I could only bite the bullet and continue to stand on the opposite side of Qin Feng.
When passing by Liu Juren, Qin Feng reached out and touched Liu Juren's head, and said with a chuckle: "It is still possible to know your shame and then be brave. Poems are easy to accumulate. There is no room for carelessness in this life. Don't cheat again in the future. This It will only harm you.”
Liu Juren's face sometimes turned red and sometimes turned pale. Especially when he felt the contemptuous glances from around him, he wanted to hit him with a piece of tofu.
At the same time, the news spread to the restaurant opposite.
Jing Ci's mouth opened slightly, and his eyes were full of surprise: "Liu Juren actually lost so completely?"
Although Qiya wanted to tear Qin Feng into pieces, facts speak louder than words, so she still whispered: "Your Highness, it's not that Liu Juren lost too completely, but... he and Qin Feng are not at the same level at all. superior."
"The spring, summer, autumn and winter orders, Qin Feng's rhetoric, and his words are all in order. Even if you add them all up, it won't take more than a cup of tea."
"This kind of genius is absolutely astonishing."
Seeing that Qiya actually allowed someone else's ambition to destroy her own prestige, Jing Ci originally planned to scold her harshly, but when the words came to her lips, she swallowed them back.
Jing Ci sighed softly: "It is undeniable that Qin Feng is really talented, but... he is my Dadi's enemy after all."
Jing Ci helplessly shook his head, feeling unwilling to accept why such a genius was born in the Liang Kingdom.
If Dadi had Qin Feng's help, he would have swept the world long ago...
"Your Highness, don't panic, there are still four levels left..."
Before Qiya could finish speaking, Jing Ci glared at her and said angrily: "Why am I so panicked?!"
Qi Ya quickly lowered her head and sighed secretly in her heart. As the saying goes, "Wen Wu is the first, Wu Wu is the second." With all the power of the literati in Yucheng, can't they defeat Qin Feng? This guy is too perverted.
At this moment, another burst of cheers came from the Eju Building.
Jing Ci immediately looked up and asked hurriedly: "What's wrong? Something happened again."
Qiya quickly explained: "Your Highness, it must be Qin Feng who meets Sun Yu in the second level."
"As the saying goes, literati are good at debating. Sun Yu is the best debater in Yucheng. If the city lord has a decree that cannot be implemented and is hindered by the gentry, he will ask Sun Yu to argue, which can often turn things around."
Upon hearing this, Jing Ci couldn't help but feel a little contempt in her heart. What she hated most was people who were eloquent, especially men.
The capital of Dadi is not monolithic, and His Majesty's holy orders are often blocked by the ministers of the court. These bullshit ministers rely on being eloquent.
Huh, to put it nicely, it’s called being good at discerning, to put it badly, it’s to be wrong about the country!
But...if Sun Yu can really defeat Qin Feng, it wouldn't be a bad idea...
Sun Yu saw Qin Feng's poetic accomplishments with his own eyes and was filled with wonder in his heart. However, in order to make Qin Feng lose face, he could only choose to use his strengths and avoid his weaknesses.
Since poetry and prose can’t compete, let’s start with debate!
Sun Yu didn't give Qin Feng any time to prepare, and immediately shouted: "The Marquis of Qin is a traitor!"
Faced with Sun Yu's sudden rebuke, Qin Feng was a little confused, while Ning Hu next to him frowned and opened his mouth to curse.
"Fuck you, do you believe I'm going to slap you?"
"Damn it, you're just a sour scholar from a barbaric land, you dare to speak arrogant words to the Marquis of Qin, I think you're tired of living!"
Being yelled at by Ning Hu, Sun Yu suddenly felt a little weak, but he did not admit defeat: "Qin Feng is not a thief, what's the argument?"
As soon as these words came out, Qin Feng immediately understood what was going on. Co-author, this guy was debating with Qin Feng on the topic of "Is Qin Feng a traitor?"
Sun Yu was on the right side and firmly believed that Qin Feng was a thief, so Qin Feng was naturally on the opposite side and tried every means to prove that he was not a thief.
Haha, these literati are so idle.
Qin Feng had no interest in debate at all. He only felt that sharp teeth and eloquent words were of no value to the development of the country.
If everyone in the world is good at discerning, then the country will be destroyed.
Qin Feng pulled Ning Hu away and looked at Sun Yu seriously: "Well, I am a thief, are you satisfied?"
Sun Yu never expected that Qin Feng would act out of common sense. He was speechless and had to laugh bitterly: "Then I will call you Qin Thief from now on?"
Qin Feng shrugged and said disapprovingly: "It's too indestructible. Why not call me Mad Dog Qin?"
As soon as these words came out, the crowd burst into laughter, and Sun Yu also had a funny look on his face: "Haha, Mad Dog Qin? What a good name!"
Ning Hu was anxious: "Brother Qin, how can you let them abuse you wantonly?"
Qin Feng spread his hands and didn't care: "I am from Liang, and they are from Beidi. The more Beidi scolds me, the more it proves that they are afraid of me, and the more it proves that they can't do anything to me or Daliang."
