"Ah? Miss, do you know who he is?"
"Well, then there is no need to inquire about the location of Huaijin Cottage."
"Oh... what about the written text of "Shui Mang Cao"?"
"No need."
"..."
Xiaohuan felt that the young lady was different from the past. The young lady in the past always said exactly what she said, but today she changed her mind every day.
Fortunately, she is well-behaved and sensible, a considerate maid, and never questions the young lady's decision.
Thinking of this...
Xiaohuan stayed in the Accord Room and looked towards the hall.
In the hall at this time.
The expressions of Zhou You and the other thirteen golden-scaled talents have changed drastically.
In the past, they thought that the boy's intention to change the rules was just to find some excuses after losing, but now, when a poem "Resolve" came out.
How could they still think this way?
"How is it possible? Can he really write five poems in one stick of incense?!"
"I do not believe!"
"But the poem [Resolve] just now is indeed an excellent poem. Whether it is the wording or the conception, it can be said to be the best choice. This young man is indeed really talented!"
"..."
"Forget it for now, time only lasts a stick of incense. Now that the rules have been decided, we have to write poems quickly!"
"Okay, everyone, think about it quickly."
While Zhou You and others were surprised, they also began to take it seriously.
And while they were thinking.
Li Suijiu's second poem has been completed.
"Boss Zhou, take it."
"well!!"
Zhou Youfu didn't dare to delay at this time. He immediately walked over, picked up the second poem and started reading.
At first glance, his eyes brightened.
So, he immediately stood on the chair again and read loudly.
"Part 2 [Study Diligently]!"
"The lights are on at three o'clock and the chicken is on at five o'clock. It's the time when men are studying."
"Black-haired people don't know how to study diligently early; white-haired people regret studying late."
The words fell.
The hall fell silent again.
Then, an inappropriate cheer sounded.
“Damn, what a poem!!”
His voice was rough and his words were vulgar.
Obviously, the person who spoke out was not a serious scholar.
Although he has no culture, the word "fuck" can really make him feel comfortable.
However, as a result, other educated scholars looked over and glared at the 'escort' fiercely.
WTF?
It's simply vulgar and unbecoming of elegance.
However, after seeing the opponent's arms that were thicker than his thighs, no one directly criticized him.
"A good saying goes like this: A black-haired man doesn't know how to study hard, and a white-haired man regrets that he studies late!"
"It's easy to understand and has a clear idea. It's really a good poem. I think even those escorts who have never read a book will find this poem excellent!"
"???" Escort.
When scholars use curse words, their favorite word is "to criticize others".
It's obvious that the person who spoke has something to say.
The escort was furious.
I want to stand up and argue.
As a result, he was pushed down by a man with a beard next to him: "What, do you want to make a big fuss in Yinhua Mansion? Or do you want to ruin the elegance of this poetry competition?"
"Uh, boss, I don't mean that."
"Then shut up!"
"..."
Sure enough, he closed his mouth.
I don't even dare to say the word 'good' anymore.
Zhou You and others, who were ready to take it seriously, were completely shocked at this time.
"Brother Lin, you have always been successful in your poems to encourage students to learn. Do you... think... it might be possible to change this poem?"
"Ha... Brother Tang has read it so much that I can't change a single word of this poem."
"I don't believe it at all. He really came up with these two poems just now? Are there really such great talents in the world?"
"But, this question was asked by us."
"..."
Several people were still talking.
The pen in the young man's hand moved again.
There was still no pause, and the third poem was completed in an instant.
However, this time the young man did not immediately let Zhou Youfu take the poem. Instead, he looked at Zhou You and others: "Why don't you start writing poems? The time for a stick of incense is very short."
"..." Traveling around.
Yes, the time of a stick of incense is indeed short.
But you have already written two poems, and this third one... seems to have been completed too!
Zhou You didn't reply, and the others were also silent.
The young man smiled and didn't ask any more questions. He just put the white rice paper in his hand on the case: "Boss Zhou, take it."
"Okay!"
With two experiences, Zhou Youfu has become much more experienced this time.
I picked up the white rice paper and started reading.
"Part Three [Cherish Time]!"
"I advise you not to cherish your gold-threaded clothes; I advise you to cherish your youth."
“Flowers are ready to be broken when they bloom, but don’t wait to break branches when there are no flowers left.”
This time there was no silence in the venue. Just after the poem was read, cheers started to sound.
"What a good word to advise you not to cherish your gold-threaded clothes!"
“This piece [Cherish Time] is simply a swan song!”
"Yes, with a clear intention and exquisite words, using 'flower' as a metaphor for 'time', this poem will definitely be passed down through the ages, and it will be recited by everyone with great talents!"
By this time, the atmosphere was extremely lively, and everyone had some insights. They felt that these three poems to encourage students to learn were touching and made people want to read some books unconsciously.
And time has not even arrived for half a stick of incense.
In less than half a stick of incense, three poems to encourage students to study have been completed. At this time, it is arrogant to think about what the young man said before. No, this is obviously about etiquette!
Look at Zhou You and others...
No one can speak big words anymore.
Just kept saying: Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!
And outside the teahouse.
Three poems to encourage students to study have also been written.
The two talented men recited it each.
For a moment, the people outside the venue were also surprised.
Then, of course, there was cheering.
Everyone said that Li Sui's Liquor Cottage had been closed for three years, and the current noise was too shocking.
Of course, it was mixed with the loud shouts of children: "Melon seeds and peanuts, three pennies a pack."
"Hey, bring me a bag of melon seeds."
"Okay, Master, please take it!" The child grinned brightly.
As for the Liu Chan'er in the tea house and the elegant pavilion.
At this time, he was a little lost, and his chest kept rising and falling.
Poetry can move people.
As soon as the first song "Resolve" came out, she knew who the young man in the hall was.
As soon as the second song "Qinxue" came out, she realized why everyone called the young man "Mr."
When it comes to the third song [Cherish Time]...
She already felt an inexplicable impact in her heart.
And all of this is thanks to the young man in the green shirt in the hall.
"Miss, miss...what's wrong with you? How about these last two poems?"
"Good, excellent!"
"How good is it?"
"It's better than any other poems I've read to encourage students to study."
"Really? But I remember that the young lady has not liked reading since she was a child. The master often chased the young lady in the courtyard with a stick. I wonder how many poems to encourage students to study have been read by the young lady?"
"???" Liu Chan'er.
Finally, the maid's words touched her heart.
Liu Chan'er unexpectedly woke up from her daze.
So, he resumed his previous posture and said in a very charming tone: "Xiaohuan, what do you think Ji Qingzhu would think if I brought this young man back to Golden Scale City?"
"Well, I think Sister Qingzhu will probably come to Jinlin with a sword in hand. However, if the young lady gets married to this young man before Sister Qingzhu comes to kill him, then Sister Qingzhu may have no choice but to give up."
"You're asking for a beating!"
"Miss, please stop fighting now. Listen...the fourth psalm is finished again!"
