Chu Tiange wanted to say something more, but Ye Qingli had already said: "Of course I won't go back on my word! Let's compare poetry! But what will you say if you lose?"
Those people burst out laughing.
"She actually asked, what should Brother Guo do if he loses?"
"What a shameless statement. How could Brother Guo lose?"
"Isn't she really out of her mind? She thinks she might win?"
Guo Bin raised his head and said very proudly: "How could I lose? You should think carefully about what you should do if you lose!"
"Well..." he said thoughtfully, "it would be too unkind to ask you to take off your clothes. Let's do this, if you lose, you will..."
Everyone around took a breath.
If this is the case, even if he doesn't die, he will only have half a life left.
Mr. Guo, you want to kill Ye Qingli alive!
Ye Qingli's eyes flashed with murderous intent.
As expected of a scholar, his heart is much more sinister than that of ordinary people!
Hum, since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust.
She said coldly: "Okay, I promise you! But if you lose - then I will take one of your legs!"
She smiled faintly: "I'll give you half my life and give you a leg. You won't disagree with this deal, right?"
Guo Bin shook the folding fan in his hand nonchalantly, "Okay, then it's up to you!"
He didn't even pay attention to what Ye Qingli said.
In his mind, how could he lose?
Unless the sun comes out from the west!
"Wait!"
Chu Tiange suddenly raised his hand and said: "Although it is a comparison to poetry, there must be a standard. You can't make a poem. Is it up to you to judge?"
She just thought of this important question!
This is not a game of chess. If you lose, you lose, and if you win, you win.
Evaluating the quality of a poem is somewhat subjective.
What if they cheat?
At this time, two old men suddenly stood up in the private room on the second floor.
"If you don't mind, how about letting me be the judge?"
Someone around him gasped.
"It turns out to be Mr. Ni!"
"And Mr. Duan, these are all great scholars of our time!"
"With these two old gentlemen as the judge, they will definitely be fair!"
These two old gentlemen were both famous Confucian scholars in the world. One was once the dean of the Hanlin Academy and has now retired to Linquan. The other was the chief of the most famous "Changshan Academy" in Daluo. All are contemporary people.
The two of them happened to be drinking here today, and they didn't expect to see such a lively scene.
Mr. Ni said solemnly: "Miss Ye, we are both old and feeble, and we both have our own tastes for poetry. We will definitely not engage in malpractice for personal gain, so you can rest assured."
Ye Qingli looked at the upright faces of these two old gentlemen and admired them very much. He bowed and said, "Then I'll trouble you two old gentlemen."
Of course Guo Bin and others would not object.
They went up to the third floor together, and they sat in the Linjiang Pavilion, while Ye Qingli and Chu Tiange sat in the Nanpu Pavilion opposite.
Both of these names are quite poetic, and the plaques on them are all inscribed by famous people.
Ye Qingli also learned calligraphy, and he felt it was extraordinary at first sight.
Chu Tiange told her in a low voice that he was the most famous calligrapher in Daluo.
She said worriedly: "What can we do?"
