on the contrary.
The entire Xiaoxiang Hall students raised their arms and cheered excitedly, as if they had drunk too much fake wine.
"The five-flowered horse and the golden coat will exchange for fine wine, and I will sell the eternal sorrow with you!"
"Sell away all the sorrows of eternity with you!"
"On weekdays, you can drink the wine in Xiaoxiang Restaurant whenever you want, and you can go up to the fourth floor whenever you want after spending money. Why do you want to let others point out and criticize you today?"
"It's so difficult for Ning Shixian to go up to the fourth floor, so why not if I can't go up? Anyway, ordinary students like us may not be worth as much as a jug of good wine in An Hou's eyes."
The students' dissatisfaction with the previous actions of Ye Changlong, Ye Tongpan and Zhou An completely exploded through poetry.
My talents are destined to be useful. Whoever likes this anger will be loved!
Ning Wuyan stood on the stairs of the second floor, looking at this group of enthusiastic students, showing a meaningful smile.
When Zhou Jingxian saw that he only used one poem, she placed Zhou in a place where everyone hated him. The students opposed Zhou An's domineering behavior even if they didn't care about their future. She once again refreshed her understanding of the uselessness of poetry.
She has always believed that the beauty pursued by art is not down-to-earth, neither hungry nor affordable. At most, it is only the top Confucian celebrities who can increase their worth with every word.
At this time, Zhou Jingxian realized how superficial her understanding of poetry was.
"Mr. Ning, after today, can I go to your house to pay a visit?" Zhou Jingxian's tone revealed a sense of respect that she was unaware of.
Faced with such a request at this time, Ning Wuyang naturally couldn't refuse. After nodding in agreement, he looked at Cheng Yi who was leaning on the handrail of the stairs as if he was drunk, mumbling words and reciting the poem silently.
"Brother Cheng, if you have time, come and sit at my house. I will entertain you with good wine and good food."
Cheng Yi was probably too drunk and didn't hear.
Ning Wuchang had already said it anyway, whether he comes or not depends on the other party.
He was not embarrassed and walked forward.
The guard guarding the stairs did not ask Zhou An for instructions this time, so he took half a step back and bowed to Ning Wuyan.
"Ning Shixian, please come in."
"You don't have to go in, I'm just passing by."
Ning Wuyan didn't go to the second floor at all, and walked along the shortest route towards the stairs leading to the third floor.
Zhou Jingxian and Yunfei followed behind.
Anyone who dares to approach the box containing perfume in their hands will definitely be baptized with cold eyes.
For a moment, those students who wanted to watch Ning Wuhuo's poetry up close could only step back angrily to get out of the way, blaming the Ye family and Zhou An for missing this great opportunity.
When Ning Wuyang came to the stairs on the third floor.
Ye Tongpan was sullen, exuding the aura of not being allowed to come near. He was standing next to the guard guarding the stairs, with the words "I won't let you in" written all over his face.
"Master Ye, please step aside and stop me from reading the question." Ning Wuyang smiled slightly and did not take Ye Tongpuan's behavior seriously at all. On the contrary, Ye Tongpian, who pretended to be facing a formidable enemy, almost lost his temper. fall.
but.
Ye Tongpan thought that he had the final say in this level, and the topic of this level was no longer poetry, so he still endured this breath, and said with a smile: "It is human to make use of strengths and avoid weaknesses, seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. My nature, Ning Shixian, you stole the show just now. If I were you, I would go back home and I wouldn’t have to pay you the one hundred thousand taels of silver. I would treat it as the Ye family buying your secret perfume recipe, how about that?”
how?
Ning Wuyan looked at Ye Changlong's frightened face, who was getting closer and closer, and the smile on his face deepened: "Mr. Ye, he drank too much and still didn't wake up. He started talking in his sleep in broad daylight. If I want to retreat in the face of difficulties, , I agreed to the conditions you proposed as early as outside the door, why do you need to go through this journey?"
"Do you know what these three floors are about?" Ye Tongpan still didn't give up.
Ning Wuyan still didn't change his attitude. He swallowed and cleared his throat: "Whatever the topic is, I want to go upstairs and no one can stop me."
Fourth floor.
Zhou An held onto the railing tightly with both hands, so hard that veins popped out on the back of his hands.
As a superior, he has many methods to control his subordinates, but he has never failed.
Because the grass on the graves of those who disobey his discipline has grown as tall as a person.
But this was the first time he encountered someone like Ning Wuhuang who not only disobeyed him but also took the opportunity to damage his reputation.
He used Zhou Jingxian to belittle him, and used the students' wishes to criticize him for not recognizing talents.
What a Jinling poet!
What a Ning Wuyan who is not afraid of death!
"I would like to see how a poet like you passes by the third floor!"
The first and second floors are for poetry writing, but starting from the third floor is testing your ability to write poems.
According to his investigation, Ning Wuhuang had never shown any ability to write poems, and one of the strengths in the exam on the third floor contained Ning Wuhuang’s fatal weakness!
It was destined that Ning Wuyan would never pass the test!
Zhou An has already conceived it.
As long as Ning Wuhuang fails, he will first give Ning Wuhuang a chance to surrender and excuse Ning Wuhuang. If Ning Wuhuang fails to understand the current affairs, he will directly make the decision for the Ye family and let Ning Wuhuang fall into a place of no return!
"I see." Ning Wuyang finally understood where Ye Tongpan got the courage to ask him for the perfume formula when Ye Tongpan stepped back and moved away from the question.
The questions on the third floor are much simpler in form than the questions on the second floor.
Only two scrolls hang.
On the right it says "Traditional Festival" and on the left it says "Handwritten words".
"Instead of composing poems, I changed to composing lyrics based on propositions, and I had to write them down myself. Even if the lyrics I wrote were for the title, if the judges thought the writing was not good enough, they would not be able to move forward."
Ning Wuyan's explanation made the students who had not yet climbed to the third floor, except Ye Changlong, even more angry.
In this way, the decision of whether to go up to the third floor rests in Ye Tongpan's hands.
"No wonder the uncles and nephews of the Ye family are so arrogant!"
"I am afraid that this Gathering of Talents has been tailor-made for those children from rich families from the very beginning. We are just here to accompany them."
"If I hadn't been waiting for Ning Shixian to write a new poem, I would have stopped staying here. Now that I am no longer composing poems but writing lyrics, Ning Shixian must not be able to go up to the fourth floor, so it is better to go back!"
The voices below that "it's better to go back" gradually became louder.
Zhou An gritted his teeth and gasped with anger but could not get angry. He could only keep a good look at Ning Wuyi, unwilling to miss Ning Wuyi's opportunity to surrender.
Who knows.
At this moment, Xu Jidao, who was standing at the top of the stairs on the fourth floor, suddenly laughed loudly: "Haha, little friend Ning, don't waste any more time. Come up quickly. I have already sent someone to prepare some wine, and I want to have a drink with you." Na!"
"Yes, Mr. Ning, come up quickly. Jin'er said she wants to see you write in person."
"Youchu, don't talk nonsense... Mr. Ning, don't worry, I... we will always be here waiting for you."
Zhou An was confused as he looked at the three people who were more confident than Ning Wushan.
what happened?
They were still worried when it was clear that the topic on the first and second floors was about poetry, which Ning Wushu was good at.
Why did they greet Ning Wuhao so calmly when it came to a question on the third floor that they were not good at?
Could it be...
"Mr. Xu, Miss Shen and Miss Ji, please stop urging me. My voice is hoarse. Remember to prepare tea for me..."
Ning Wuyan finished speaking in a hoarse voice and walked straight to the desk where the answers needed to be written.
Lay paper.
Grind ink.
When Ye Tongpan saw this, a look of uneasiness finally appeared on his old face that had been proud just now, but he still had some illusions.
What if Ning Wuyang was bluffing?
No.
Even if Ning Wuyang could compose lyrics in addition to poetry, he could justly judge Ning Wuyang's answer as unqualified just by relying on the dog-crawling calligraphy of those poetic immortals spread throughout Jinling!
right!
If a person is shameless, he will be invincible.
Ning Wuhuang's status as a Shixian could no longer be shaken by the Ye family, but for the sake of the secret recipe for perfume, it didn't matter that he sacrificed his old face and was reviled.
At worst, he will spend a huge sum of money to ask the King of Jin to transfer him to another state capital!
As long as he gets the secret recipe of the perfume, it is not impossible to transfer him to Jing'an City!
"Okay, the first song is about the Dragon Boat Festival."
