In Chunfeng Courtyard, every once in a while, a few exquisite poems would appear, which would arouse the crowd's applause.
This poetry meeting was a bit higher than that in Lingbei County. After all, it was a gathering of wealthy literati from all over the county.
At a glance, about half of them were awarded the title of Juren, and they still had some basic skills.
But after seeing Su Qi'an's talent, Ye Chong had a lot of appetite.
Ye Zhong yawned and looked uninterested in the poetry that sounded from time to time below.
He turned his head and said to Su Qi'an, "What the hell are these poems about? Compared with sir, they are really boring. Why don't you give them a try and show them what poetry is?"
There was a bit of expectation in Ye Zhong's eyes. He was very much looking forward to Su Qi'an taking action again.
Then he shocked the whole audience and asked these princes from the county and city to take a good look at what poetry is.
Only this time, Ye Chong was disappointed.
Su Qi'an shook his head and said, "We are not here today to show off. Miss Xiaowan has already met her. Our purpose has been achieved. We will have many opportunities to meet again in the future."
After saying that, Su Qi'an closed her eyes and rested her mind, waiting for the poetry meeting to end. When the time came, she would take advantage of the gap and leave quietly.
Su Qi'an is not a high-profile person. That time half a year ago was just to increase his fame and reputation.
Winning the title of Juren was a good job for Qin Ziyin. As for being in the limelight later, it was not Su Qi'an's style.
When I first arrived in the county, I didn't know the power of the county and wanted to make a big show of it. This was not a sensible thing to do.
Seeing Su Qi'an like this, Ye Zhong felt a little regretful, but he couldn't say anything and just waited for the boring poetry recital to end.
The poetry recital did not last long and ended in almost half an hour.
Through evaluation, it was Zhao Xin who had just had an argument with a certain young master who could have half an hour of alone time with Lu Xiaowan this time.
Although the two of them are a little glib, this man still has some talent for poetry.
Of course, this also depends on who you are competing with. If Su Qi'an takes action, it will definitely be a defeat.
If you pick a big one among the dwarves, how can you produce a stunning and talented person? You can only deal with it by make do.
Hearing Zhao Xin read his name, he was very excited, with a proud smile on his face.
If the madam hadn't been still talking on the stage, Zhao Xin would have immediately gone to have a tryst with Lu Xiaowan.
After finally waiting for the madam to finish explaining the rules, Zhao Xin jumped onto the stage in a hurry and grabbed Lu Xiaowan with his palm.
Su Qi'an, who had his eyes closed to rest, opened his eyes. Before he could speak, suddenly, a disappointed voice sounded from the audience.
"Brother Wei, is this the poetry recital at Chunfeng Academy that you specifically said you shouldn't miss? This level really disappoints me."
The person who spoke was none other than Zhou Jie, who had just spoken to stop the quarrel.
He shook his head with disdain, obviously disappointed with today's poetry recitation.
Being ridiculed so bluntly by Zhou Jie, Zhao Xin's face looked very ugly on the stage. He wanted to open his mouth to argue, but he opened his mouth and remained silent.
Xin Zhao is very crazy, but he knows that he cannot afford to offend the person in front of him.
No matter how Zhou Jie belittles him, he is the final winner of this poetry recital anyway. What does it mean to be ridiculed after having a tryst with Miss Lu Xiaowan for half an hour?
The end is doomed, who can change anything.
Not long after Zhou Jie's voice fell, a familiar voice sounded from the private room next to Su Qian'an.
"Brother Zhou, what you said is wrong. These people really don't believe this poetry recitation meeting, but there is a great talent who came here early and hasn't made any move yet."
"Oh? A great talent? To be evaluated like this by Brother Wei, he must be no ordinary person. Whose name is he? Brother Wei hasn't invited this person out yet."
"Brother Zhou has heard of this great talent, Su Qi'an, the great talent in Lingbei County who recited the four lines of "Looking at the Moon".
"Although I have some strength, this talented scholar Su is very arrogant and will not buy my fault. This time, I can only ask Brother Zhou to come forward because he is afraid."
"Where is this person now?"
"Far away, yet so close."
Zhou Jie and Wei Yun sang in harmony, which made Ye Chong, who was sitting in the private room next door, very unhappy.
Even a fool knows that this Wei Yun deliberately called Su Qi'an's name to make Su Qi'an the focus of the audience.
At this time, it was impossible for Su Qi'an to hide his whereabouts. If he persisted, he would fall directly into Wei Yun's trap.
Wei Yun alone is nothing, but if you add Zhou Jie of the Zhou family, the weight of these two families means that even Su Qi'an cannot be offended at the moment.
The Zhou family is not only the richest family in Sichuandu County, but also the third-in-command lieutenant in Sichuandu County, and Zhou Jie's uncle.
A county magistrate from the Wei family and a county lieutenant from the Zhou family are enough to crush Su Qi'an to death when he first entered the county.
Ye Zhong's face was very ugly and he said in a low voice, "Damn it, who leaked the traces? Sir, I will stay here to deal with it, you and Shouhou and the others will leave first."
Ye Zhong's proposal was directly rejected by Su Qi'an, he shook his head.
"Brother Ye, when Su comes to the county town, he has been prepared for it for a long time. If he was afraid, he would not come. Don't worry, leave this matter to me. It's just a trivial matter."
After speaking, Su Qian took a few steps forward.
Su Qi'an's appearance shocked the entire audience. Countless people's eyes widened with different expressions on their faces.
Su Qi'an's name is like thunder, even among the powerful people in the county.
The four-line poem "Looking at the Moon" plus "Gift to Xiaowan" directly made Su Qi'an famous in Sichuandu County.
At that time, there were many people who wanted to make friends with Su Qi'an, a great talent from Lingbei.
Just because after the county examination, Su Qian disappeared. This disappearance lasted for half a year.
After returning half a year later, some people who paid attention to Su Qi'an's activities naturally heard rumors about Su Qi'an in Lingbei and Lingdong counties.
These gentlemen were all in a state of confusion and remained silent for a long time.
All-rounder in both civil and military affairs, only these four words appeared in their minds.
But now, many people have never seen Su Qi'an's face, which invisibly adds a sense of mystery to Su Qi'an.
Today we finally saw each other. The young masters in the audience who came back to their senses looked at each other curiously.
Even Zhao Xin, who was anxious just now, looked surprised.
No one knew that at this moment, Lu Xiaowan, who was covered by black gauze, looked at that familiar face, her body trembled, and her palms trembled slightly, it was a kind of joy.
The happiest thing was the madam on the stage. No matter how he invited this talented man before, he always stayed behind closed doors. Who would have thought that at this time, Su Qian came quietly.
"Are you the great talent that Brother Wei said, Su Qian?"
Everyone looked at him, and at this time, Zhou Jie's faint voice sounded.
Although it sounded like a question, the words were deeply condescending.
Su Qian just glanced at Zhou Jie in the audience, turned his eyes, and said to the cubicle next to him.
"Since Brother Wei raised Su's reputation so high, why didn't he introduce Su to your companion? It really shouldn't have happened."
"Haha, I haven't seen you for a month, but Brother Su is still so sharp in his words. It's just that I want to remind Brother Su that this is a county town. If you speak too sharply, there will be disaster."
As Wei Yun spoke, his voice faded away, and the sound of someone going downstairs sounded. After a while, Wei Yun came to Zhou Jie's side.
That look made it obvious that if Su Qian was still so arrogant, severe sanctions would definitely be waiting for him.
Wei Yun and Zhou Jie just stood together, and their aura was enough to make the powerful young masters who were close to them couldn't help but retreat.
Everyone realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere, and looked at Su Qi'an with eyes full of pity.
No matter if he is versatile in civil and military affairs, in the realm of the county and city, if he offends the Zhou and Wei families all at once, he is seeking death.
When people have time, they must not rely on their talents to be unscrupulous.
In other people's territory, a dragon must lie down and a tiger must crawl. A strong dragon will not overwhelm a local snake.
Next, it depends on how Su Qian chooses.
Su Qi'an was still standing in the private room on the fourth floor, glancing at Wei Yun and Zhou Jie, and finally fell on Lu Xiaowan.
He nodded slightly, pondered for a while, and said slowly.
"The clouds are like clothes, the flowers are like faces, the spring breeze is blowing on the threshold, and the dew is thick. If we hadn't seen them on the top of the jade mountains, they would have met under the moon on Yaotai."
As soon as Su Qi'an's four sentences came out, the quiet atmosphere in the audience suddenly stopped.
Everyone's expressions were dazed, shocked, and finally savoring.
After he came back to his senses, he looked at Su Qi'an with a bit more complicated admiration.
Regardless of anything else, based on these four sentences that Su Qi'an just recited, Su Qi'an has crazy capital.
If "Gift to Xiaowan" written half a year ago only described the admiration of a modest gentleman who has just begun to fall in love with the girl Xiaowan.
The four sentences he composed this time were his naked love for Miss Xiaowan.
This kind of love is straightforward, but very pure and pure. Even the young masters like them, who covet Lu Xiaowan's body, were impressed by Su Qian's four sentences.
Some thoughtful young masters glanced at Wei Yun and Zhou Jie who were standing in front.
There was a look of deep pride on their faces, not because they were happy that Su Qi'an had written such an amazing poem.
But Su Qian's poetry writing this time is, in a way, a kind of surrender to them.
Su Qi'an can have fun in Lingbei County, but this is a county town, and it is far from enough to rely solely on the support of the Ye family in Lingbei County.
Being able to make the always arrogant Su Qian bow to them is an indescribable pleasure.
On the contrary, he didn't seem to care that much about Su Qi'an's unfinished poem.
Everyone could see that Su Qi'an's four sentences were not finished yet. Everyone held their breath and quietly waited for Su Qi'an to complete the poem.
At this time, Su Qi'an was silent, turning a blind eye to everyone's expectations, as if immersed in some kind of poetic state.
At this time, Zhou Jie spoke with a meaning similar to instructing Su Qi'an.
"He is indeed a great talent in Lingbei County. I met him today and my trip was well worth it. Okay, great talent Su, the poem has been completed. Don't be shy about the rest and complete it. We can wait..."
Before Zhou Jie finished speaking, Su Qian came back to his senses, looked at the two people in the audience indifferently, as if looking at something, and said.
"Su's poems are made because he admires Miss Xiaowan. What does that have to do with you? Are you worthy of listening to Su's poems? Ridiculous!"
