When the three women stepped in, it seemed that at this moment, everything around them was eclipsed and incomparable. They were the home of the World Poetry Tower. Literati have been elegant since ancient times, maintaining a steady and sophisticated style without losing their color. At this time, the roaring like a hungry ghost began to commotion throughout the poetry building.
Wow!
They are all beauties!
Dongfang Yu's eyes naturally turned away from everyone, and consciously fell on the polite girl in front of her with her little hands hanging down the curtain. The ice skin is crystal clear, soft and boneless, and the beads are as round as jade. If the guess is correct, she must be the eldest lady of the Liu family, Liu Wenxin. The marriage contract was signed for no apparent reason, but the fiancée has not yet married.
After seeing Liu Wenxin's appearance again, Dongfang Yu, who had experienced countless things in his previous life, was also extremely amazed.
There is no beauty in the world! What is pleasing to the eye is beauty! The beauty of the country and the city! Shocking everyone in the world!
Is there really such a beautiful woman in this world?
No wonder everyone in the world covets the daughter of the Liu family! When I heard Liu Wenxin's name, my heart skipped a beat. It seems! This name is not untrue, I think! Of course, she might not be able to compare to Daji, who played the role of beacon fire to the princes in her previous life!
so far so good!
Dongfang Yu patted his chest, feeling lucky that such a fairy who fell into the mortal world would still be his wife after all. It would be a pity if she strayed to someone else!
But then again, he has the appearance of King Qin, is also charming and handsome, and has a lot of talents. Is he not worthy of the daughter of the Liu family?
do not forget! Those who have memories of past lives and the literature in their brains can overwhelm everyone in the Poetry Tower in the world. Even the one named Master Xuan is nothing but bullshit.
Three hundred poems of the Tang Dynasty were published, and Dawu's six hundred and eighty-eight literary circles, who can compete with them!
"His Royal Highness King Qi, His Royal Highness the Princess, Miss Liu, and Miss Zhao, please take the seat." Under the commotion, among the crowd, the boy from Tianxia Shilou welcomed several people to the seat with a flattering smile on his face.
Not to mention status, imperial power and wealth, the literary talents of the four people were enough to overwhelm everyone present.
After the four people slowly took their seats, the finale was about to appear on stage.
Soon after, he was now at the pinnacle of the Wu Kingdom's literary world.
"Welcome Master Su, Miss Su!"
oh!
The applause was like a mountain wave, just like the wave behind pushing the wave ahead, slowly and gradually.
A warm welcome.
Dongfang Yu also followed the wave, applauding wildly and perfunctorily.
no way!
It seems! Most of the students who came here were fans of this unknown Master Su! If he doesn't applaud.
With all these rotten scholars in front of him, why don't they cut him into pieces and sink his body to the bottom of the sea?
Immediately!
The middle-aged Master Su and Miss Su appeared in front of everyone.
but! Dongfang Yu's enthusiasm was naturally not for the old man with a scruffy beard. But the most talented woman in the capital, Su Xi.
To say that Liu Wenxin is the most beautiful woman in the capital, she is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and her manners are polite, which can be called a model of etiquette; then this girl Su Xi is completely different, her temperament, elegance, elegance and nobility are all top-notch.
Having such an elegant and noble temperament cannot be cultivated overnight. It's not something you're born with or cultivated. It took more than ten years to develop this temperament.
As pretty as a peach in three springs, as pure as a chrysanthemum in nine autumns.
…
The eyebrows are delicate and the corners of the eyes are delicate, and the voice and smile are gentle.
…
The product is like a flying fairy, but the feelings are different from the customs. The predecessor of the bright moon is as pleasant as jade.
The most talented woman in the capital truly deserves her reputation.
"I have admired the names of Master Su and Miss Su for a long time, and seeing them today, I am so lucky!"
What a gentleman in the East, who has heard and met everyone in the literary world! Remove the word "king" and call him an ordinary person! The politeness is moderate and the manners are appropriate. King Dongfangtian of Qi is worthy of being said to be the most talented in literature and the most profound among the princes.
I'm afraid even the prince can't compare to this little thought.
certainly! In front of Dongfang Yu, he was still a little immature.
Su Xi smiled faintly, as if she was full of charm, "Your Highness, King Qi, is so complimentary!"
"Master Su, Miss Su..."
When the three girls saw each other, they also bowed politely. Although they are old acquaintances of Tianxia Shilou, etiquette cannot be invalidated in public places.
Su Ho nodded, put his hands behind his back, and sat on the high chair.
This old man! The momentum is good! The etiquette aspect is also extraordinary.
I just don’t know how big the ink in my chest is.
Since Dongfang Yu came to the cabinet of Tianxia Poetry Pavilion, the walls of the pavilion have been painted, except for the various mountains and rivers and the mist-shrouded spaces, which seem mysterious; there are also many insects, fish, birds and beasts, colorful phoenixes in the sky, and flying dragons in the sky. Underneath each painting are famous poems written by many literati during the six hundred years of Dawu.
certainly! In the eyes of current Confucian scholars, his level is already very high, even! You can't touch the sun and moon with your tentacles, and you can't touch the stars with your feet.
But in Dongfang Yu's eyes, among the many kinds of poetry and prose, they are just of a low level.
Compared with Du Fu, Li Bai, Lu You and other various literary masters, these literary masters who can cover the sky with one hand are not even worthy of carrying someone's shoes.
"The World Poetry Tower is the place where the ancient sages and literary masters of all dynasties have displayed their literary skills! Thanks to your love, I will be the director of the poetry meeting held every five years in the World Poetry Tower!"
"Then! World Poetry Society, let's start now! Everyone in major literature can come up with their best-nominated poems, and I will savor them carefully!" Su Ho sat next to him, arrogance clearly showing on his face.
This kind of arrogance only comes from being admired by others for a long time! But in Dongfang Yu's eyes, the old man seemed a little arrogant and self-righteous.
And everyone seemed to take this indifferent attitude as a matter of course.
In an instant! It was as if the air in the Poetry Building had suddenly cooled down, and the surrounding environment became extremely quiet. You could hear it clearly even if a fine needle dropped to the ground.
Immediately! A few Confucian scholars, with their heads held high and their chests held high, stood in front of everyone and waved their hands in praise, as if they wanted to show off their lust and gain favor in front of the women.
He should have been drinking tea quietly and savoring this poetic poetry gathering, but as soon as someone spoke, Dongfang Yu just pursed his lips and suppressed a smile. He didn't even dare to drink a large amount of tea for fear of choking to death. !
"There is a song here that I would like to sing to Master Su."
"Um!"
"Come on!"
"The tiger is sitting in the mountains, and suddenly it roars and shakes the forest."
"It turned out to be a cricket in the forest, with its buttocks pricked by the loose pine trees."
"Okay! What a poem?"
After chanting, this person still looked arrogant. The girls looked so embarrassed.
Poof!
"Hahaha!"
Bang bang bang!
Dongfang Yu couldn't hold it back anymore, and the tea in his mouth sprayed out like a fountain.
The palm of his hand unconsciously slapped the tea seat loudly.
Even Yu Wenhu smiled, no doubt as Tie Hanhan.
"Young... Young Master, this... this can also be called a good poem. Isn't this just a fool's errand and a random fabrication?"
"That's it! Is it also called a good poem?"
Originally I was sitting behind all the Confucian scholars, but what happened! In such a serious place, the two of them laughed unbridled, which instantly aroused everyone's dissatisfaction.
