"Stop that black boy! The young Marquis has an order. Except for those who answer the questions correctly, they can enter the Xiaoxiang Pavilion today. No other entourage or guards are allowed to enter!"
Liu Qingfang turned her head and explained in a low voice to Ye Changlong, who still didn't understand what she meant by doing this.
"As long as you can't receive the goods, Ning Wushan must compensate you one hundred thousand taels. Even if he takes the limelight today, we are not afraid. As long as we can stop him, we will win today!"
Although this was a bit shameless, Liu Qingfang could not just watch Ning Wuhuang not only dominate the literary world, but also use perfume to suppress Ye.
If Ning Wuhuang not only confirmed the title of Poet Immortal, but also became a wealthy businessman in Jinling.
When everyone talks about her again, they will only think that she is short-sighted and will give up Ning Wuhuang and choose Ye Changlong.
She absolutely! Never become the joke of the whole Jinling like the idiot Ning Wushuang!
"Yes, there is such a trick in business negotiation!"
Ye Changlong patted his forehead and suddenly realized something.
Comparing it to writing poetry, Ning Wuhuang was afraid of nothing. The questions became more and more difficult as he went up. He didn't believe that Ning Wuhuang could climb the fourth floor faster than him.
In addition, Liu Qingfang just mentioned the rules set by Mr. An Xiaohou. If Ning Wuhuang wants to deliver the two hundred bottles of perfume to him intact, he must either bring one more person or go back and forth twice...and let him have more Answer a question!
"Little Marquis, not all cats and dogs can come to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion to join in the gathering today. What should I do if someone dares to break your rules?"
Ye Changlong hasn't been able to meet Zhou An yet, but at this moment he can only take a bold gamble.
For the sake of the Ye family's annual filial piety, the young Marquis of Gambling An helped him speak.
Ning Wuhuang knew that Ye Changlong and Liu Qingfang were shameless, but he didn't expect them to be so shameless.
Although the people who came in did not bring any entourage, he saw Mei Xiang and Ju Xiang standing at the railing on the fourth floor.
There is no such thing as a rule on the outside, which means that whether or not this rule exists depends on the organizer’s final decision.
"Master, what should I do?" Yunfei was stopped by Zhou An's guards, a sharp light flashed in his eyes.
Seeing that Yun Fei couldn't stand the grievance and wanted to force his way in, Ning Wuhuang simply retreated to the threshold and comforted him: "Don't panic, I want to see whether this Xiaohou An is helping justice or a crony."
Anyway, I only gave Ye Changlong a hundred bottles of perfume, and the other party would definitely take advantage of his time to go upstairs.
Instead of going back and forth, it’s better to have the final say.
Ning Wuyan shouted towards the upper left where Shen Youchu and the others were, "Little Marquis, you set the rules. There is no such thing as written in the outside. The final interpretation is in your hands. What do you say?"
On the fourth floor, Zhou An looked at the bold and careful Ning Wuyi with a smile. On the surface, he was calm, but in fact, he was extremely dissatisfied with Ning Wuyi's dare to let him express his position in public.
"I thought that Mr. Xu, the Poet King, could rely on his talent to refuse Grandpa Huang's appointment as Mr. Royal, which was enough to shock me. I didn't expect to see a Poet Immortal today who is even more unruly and difficult to discipline than Mr. Xu."
Xu Jidao, who was sitting in Ji Jin's seat, was carefully recalling the magnificent events in "Climbing the Stork Tower". At this time, he heard Zhou An's calculations and didn't even raise his eyelids.
Xu Jidao expressed deep condemnation for Ye Liu's shameless behavior.
But if he could hear one more of Ning Gongzi's masterpieces because of this, he would not want to go to the lobby to answer questions and compete with Ning Wuyan.
If you risk losing, you will at least get one more masterpiece included in the poetry collection.
Facing Xu Jidao's silent silence, Zhou An couldn't force him to speak, and he felt even more unhappy. Looking at Ji Jin, who had been staring down for a long time and unable to regain his consciousness, he snorted to himself: "Look, let's watch." I want to see how long you can keep watching!
"The Gathering of Talents is a place where talented people gather. Although there is no written rule that prohibits escorts, I feel that everyone should have this common understanding."
Zhou An's words were tantamount to overreaching.
But for this result.
Ye Tongpan, who had been sitting on the third floor without speaking, had already expected it. He expressed gratitude to Zhou An who was speaking, and looked down at Ning Wuyan, his eyes full of awe-inspiring murderous intent.
With the help of the young Marquis, the disobedient Ning Wuyan will be ruined today!
Ning Wuyan was not surprised by Zhou An's decision.
After all, the Ye family were die-hard loyalists to King Jin, and he was just a poet who refused to be courted by the Ye family.
In other words, he would also help the Ye family speak up, but there was something he didn't understand about running against him so openly.
Mr. An Xiaohou had no intention of establishing a cooperative relationship with him, so he chose this way to offend him. In this case, not only could he reject Ye Tongpan, but everyone in the Jinwang faction no longer had to think about it!
"Ning Wushan, did you hear what the young marquis said!" Ye Changlong was so excited after receiving Zhou An's support that he quickly stood up and walked towards the second floor.
When he left, he didn't forget to stimulate Ning Wuyan: "You didn't say you wanted to deliver the perfume to me. If you have the ability, come after me! Don't forget, if the perfume is bumped during transportation, you have to take ten times the amount. compensation!"
As soon as Ye Changlong finished speaking, two people walked towards Ning Wuyan in the lobby.
Judging from their poor eyes but thin bodies, they must be ghostwriters to ensure that Ye Changlong can smoothly enter the Xiaoxiang Pavilion.
It's not shabby to go to the Ye family for money.
same.
Ning Wuhuang felt that it was not shabby to write one more poem for one hundred thousand taels.
"Be a human being and keep a secret, so that we can meet each other easily in the future, but if you force me, today, I will do nothing but deliver goods..."
I'll ruin your place again.
Ning Wuyan turned around and winked at Yunfei.
Yun Fei hurriedly came forward, and before Zhou An's guards could stop him, Ning Wuhuang stepped on the threshold with one foot, landed on Yun Fei's side with one foot, and whispered in Yun Fei's ear.
The guard looked upstairs and saw that his master made no sign of chasing people away, so he stood nearby and stared at Yunfei eagerly.
Although this black boy is small and thin, he is also a guard. He only needs one meeting to understand that if he really takes action, he is no match for this black boy!
If Ning Wuyan let the black boy ruin the place, today's gathering of the young marquis might be ruined.
"Xiao Yunfei, do you remember what I said?"
"Hmm...it's a bit difficult."
Yunfei was about to cry.
If I had known that following the young master to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion would require memorizing poems in addition to delivering goods, I should have asked Brother Tong, who is more literate, to come!
Ning Wuyang rolled his eyes helplessly and thought to himself: It seems that the speed of his pursuit of Ye Changlong will be slowed down because of Xiao Yunfei's bad memory.
However, there is no rush.
He had plenty of time anyway.
"Memorize it like this here...don't memorize it by rote, be regular...forget it, this poem has too many words...let's change it to one that's easier to remember."
Ning Wuyan's whisper aroused the interest of the surrounding students.
They guessed that Ning Wuyan was supposed to be ghostwriting on the spot so that Yunfei could enter the Xiaoxiang Pavilion together.
For this kind of thing, they just pretended not to hear it.
Everyone could see that Ye Changlong was in the wrong for what happened just now, but Mr. An Xiaohou deliberately made things difficult for Ning Wuhuang.
If Ning Wuyan can really compose another poem for Yunfei in such a short period of time and let him pass the test, regardless of ghostwriting or not, based on this strength alone, they will all support Yunfei as a guard to enter the Xiaoxiang Pavilion!
But, based on the meaning of Ning Wuyan's words, why does it seem that there are many poems he wrote based on the title to choose from?
At this time, many people were thinking that if they could act as Ning Wuyan's bodyguard, they would not be able to get a masterpiece that fit the title and enter the Xiaoxiang Pavilion.
In half a cup of tea.
No student came to disturb the two of them, they all looked forward eagerly, waiting for Ning Wuyang to successfully bring the guards in.
Or.
Being kicked out.
"Do you remember it?" Ning Wuyao asked worriedly: "If you can't remember it, you can change it to another one."
"..."
Everyone was stunned when they heard what happened this time.
Before some people could lose their face and pretend to be Ning Wuyan's followers, he asked the Poetry Immortal to give him poems on the spot.
Yun Fei imitated his young master's behavior, he also opened his mouth and came without saying hello.
