Reincarnated as Tang Bohu, eight wives are all devils
29 Second Sister actually lowered her head and admitted defeat?

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The moment Tang Bohu appeared, his handsome face that could be said to be peerless and heaven-defying, as well as his unrestrained and unrestrained demeanor, made many people admire him.

The eyes of some of the talented women from the Great Song shone brightly, and they could not move away from the pleasure boat he was on.

Even the eyes of many of the chivalrous women in the pugilistic world lit up. They subconsciously had a good impression of this Qilin scholar.

Some even planned to kidnap Tang Bohu tonight and have a good time.

For example, in disguise, the expert of the Six Paths of the two Sacred Sects, the Charming Lady, the Golden Hoop…

"To be able to spend a night with such a handsome and unrestrained person, I have no regrets in this life.”

Golden Hoop Zhen muttered to himself softly as his eyes rippled.

"Hmph, I think you're courting death!"

Yun Luaxia, who was also disguised, snorted coldly.

"Why do you say that?" Jin Huanzhen glanced at her.”

"You still don't know, but this Young Master Tang is the husband of the Holy Master.”

"Ah?"

Jin Huanzhen almost cried out involuntarily. She knew that Holy Lord Zhu Yuyan had lived in seclusion in Suzhou of the Ming Dynasty and was focused on cultivating the Heavenly Demon Strategy.

However, he did not know that she was already married.

Furthermore, he was marrying a scholar?

Fortunately, Yun Luaxia was by his side and he did not mess around.

Otherwise…

The outcome would probably be that he would not be able to live or die.

"Why else do you think I brought you to Bianliang?" Yun Luaxia sneered.”

"It's all because the Holy Master knew that the Great Song was not peaceful recently and asked you and me to secretly protect son-in-law.”

In fact, it wasn't just the experts of Yin Weed Sect.

Flower Transferring Palace's Lian Xing had also disguised herself and hid nearby.

Elder Xue of the Great Tang's Demonic Sect, Lian Nishang's subordinates of the Bright Moon Gorge, and the subordinates of the Heavenly Palace maid, Jiang Yuyan, were all present.

Yao Yue and the others had learned that the Great Song was in turmoil because of the appearance of that mysterious expert. They were afraid that their husbands would be involved, so they had sent people to protect them in secret.

The pleasure boat sailed over and stopped beside the big ship. Tang Bohu stepped out and stepped on the gangplank connecting the two boats. Xin Qiji and Li Qingzhao followed closely behind.

On the ship, Xu Weixiong came to meet him. Tang Bohu cupped his fists and said,"I've long heard of Xu Weixiong of the High Yin Academy. It's my honor to meet you today.”

"I've heard of your great name, Young Master Tang." Xu Weixiong smiled.”

"Enough idle talk. Is Young Master Tang ready for today's competition?”

Why did they go against each other the moment they met?

"If I'm not prepared, how would I dare to go?" Tang Bohu frowned slightly.”

"Alright."

"To tell you the truth, I'm not satisfied with Young Master Tang's ranking on the Qilin List, so I'm here to compete.”

Ha, although this woman was aggressive, she was still quite honest.

Xu Weixiong continued," For the sake of fairness, I've invited Mr. Su Shi to be the referee. Does Young Master Tang have any objections?"”

"Naturally."

"Mr. Su is extremely talented and is a senior in the literary world. He was on the Qilin List 30 years ago. It's best to have him as a judge.”

As he spoke, an old man walked out of the cabin.

Although he was nearly sixty years old, he was tall and straight, full of energy, and had an extraordinary temperament.

Even though he had white hair and a white beard now, from the outline of his face, he was still a handsome and extraordinary person when he was young.

Seeing this person, Li Qingzhao quickly went forward and said with a red face,"Disciple greets grandmaster."

Li Qingzhao's father, Li Kefei, was one of Su Shi's students and was known as one of the four scholars of the Su Sect.

According to seniority, she should indeed call Su Shi grandmaster.

Su Shi glanced at her and smiled bitterly."Girl, you scolded me so badly.”

Li Qingzhao's face turned even redder…

A few years ago, this girl wrote an article called "On Ci", which refuted Su Shi's Ci completely, saying that his Ci were all moaning for no reason…

It was also because of this 'On Ci' that Li Qingzhao was nicknamed the number one female troll of the Great Song.

Su Shi naturally wouldn't argue with a junior. He smiled lightly and walked towards Tang Bohu and the other man.

He sized up the young man and was secretly amazed."What a handsome young master.”

"Ignoring literary talent, just this appearance and this bearing, this old man could never compare to it when I was young.”

Seeing the senior of the literary world, everyone present bowed and greeted him.

After some pleasantries, Su Shi smiled and said,"The two of you are the cream of the crop among the younger generation of the literary world. Today's competition will definitely leave your names in history and become the talk of the world.”

"Since both sides are here, how about we start now?”

"It's all up to you, Mr. Su." Xu Weixiong nodded.”

"Mr. Su, please come up with a question."”

Su Shi looked into the distance and said,"The Bian River here is jagged and the mountains in the distance are connected. This competition will be based on mountains and rivers.”

"I will give the two of you the time it takes an incense stick to burn to compose a poem. Whoever can compose it faster and better will be the winner of the first round.”

As soon as he finished speaking, someone carried the desk over. On it was a brush, ink, paper, and inkstone.

The two of them did not move. Instead, they looked into the distance, enjoying the scenery and feeling the artistic conception within.

Xu Fengnian chuckled and said in a low voice,"With mountains and rivers as the topic?"

"Ha, this Tang Bohu will definitely lose."

"Oh? Why are you so sure?"

"To write a poem with mountains and rivers, one must have a certain amount of experience in order to write a good work.”

"My second sister traveled the world in her early years and drew geomancy maps. In terms of experience, can Tang Bohu compare?”

Hearing this, the scholars of the Shangyin Academy nodded their heads in joy.

"The prince is right. Senior Xu will definitely win this round.”

"If you don't have the experience of reading the famous mountains and rivers in the world, how can you write a good poem about mountains and rivers?”

"Putting everything else aside, Senior Sister Xu's experience is unparalleled among the younger generation of scholars in the world!”

Amidst everyone's discussion, the two of them raised their brushes at the same time and started writing.

Before long, the two landscape poems were completed.

Su Shi walked forward and looked at Xu Weixiong first.

The beauty of Zhonghe Mountain has been divided equally, and the shallow yellow sand has not been mentioned.

Thousand heavy lazy rely on spring is not warm, broken cloud fishing boat gradually less and less.

"Good, good poem!"

"As expected of the number one talented woman of Shangyin Academy. This poem is about the beauty of the green mountains and the scenery of the water.”

"Especially this line, Shallow Yellow Sand, which is quite artistic. It can be said to be an excellent piece of work.”

Hearing Su Shi's comments, Xu Fengnian and the other Shangyin students were delighted.

"Second Sister will definitely win this round." Xu Fengnian was very certain.

At this moment, Su Shi looked at Tang Bohu's poem.

The water and mountains are bright on the table, and the shadow of pine trees and bamboo trees passes through the window.

Burning incense, sitting opposite each other, there is nothing to do, and I have a quiet relationship with poetry and books.

"Good! Good! Good!"

"As expected of the head of the four great scholars of Suzhou. Just a random poem is enough to create a famous sentence through the ages!”

"Not only does this poem express the beauty of the mountains and rivers, but it also has a profound artistic conception.”

"It's wonderful to connect the landscape and the state of mind of a scholar.”

"This last sentence is really wonderful, wonderful beyond words!”

Hearing this, Xu Fengnian and the others 'faces darkened.

Su Shi's comment was self-evident. Tang Bohu won.

As for Xu Weixiong, he looked at Tang Bohu's " Landscape Painting " and stood there without saying anything for a long time.

After a long time, she let out a long sigh."Sigh, Young Master Tang is indeed a master of poetry and painting. I'm not as good as you.”

This was the proud and arrogant Lady Xu, who believed that she was not inferior to any man in the world.

For the first time in her life, she lowered her head to a man...

Second Sister actually lowered her head and admitted defeat?

Xu Fengnian widened his eyes in surprise.

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[P.S.: Because the flowers meet the requirements for an update, there will be an additional chapter on top of the 10,000 words today.]

Also, the evaluation votes and rewards also met the requirements to add more chapters. He should add two more chapters.

However, in order to compete for the rankings, the author would only update about 8,000 words tomorrow and would only add more to the list the day after tomorrow.

Don't worry, everyone. I still have my manuscripts saved. It's not because I don't have enough manuscripts. I just want to keep the total word count below 85,000 tomorrow.

"This way, I might be able to get on the New Strong Rankings the day after tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

This was because the number of collections would increase by a lot with every day. The more collections there were, the greater the chance of getting on the rankings.

I think the monthly votes are almost up to the requirements. Those who have monthly votes should give me a few more.

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