The golden rainbow dispersed and turned into countless colorful lights.
The golden light emitted from the words also converged into the words.
It was not as dazzling as before.
However, the words with a strong ink fragrance were still emitting a faint fluorescent light.
These were the pearls of every word.
Jewels referred to pearls.
However, no one would compare pearls with this calligraphy. It was an insult.
Just from the words 'Guarding the Country' one could see the status of this 'Butterfly in Love with Flowers' written by Wang Ying.
Ordinary scholars could be called poets if they could compose a few works of Ming Zhou.
It was well-known far and wide and passed down from generation to generation.
As for a national masterpiece, it was rare in the world. The last national masterpiece of the Great Zhou Dynasty could be traced back to decades ago!
The decline of Confucianism and the decline of literature naturally caused the standard of scholars to decline.
From this point of view, the poem written by Wang Ying was really precious.
"It's really my honor to be able to witness the birth of a national poem!”
"After reading this poem, I no longer have the mood to seek pleasure. I only want to drink and sing loudly to celebrate this literary event!”
"With this poem, Lord Ye will become the most welcomed guest of the women in the brothel.”
Everyone sighed.
They were still immersed in great excitement and shock.
Many people looked at Wang Ying with admiration. Could he be the reincarnation of a Sage? How could a person's talent reach such a level?
It was really enviable.
All the women in Spring Breeze Brothel looked at Wang Ying with watery eyes.
Even her body went limp…
"Ye Lang…"
So many women were talking about it.
That fiery gaze was enough to melt a hundred steel.
It couldn't be helped. This poem was too lethal to women.
In addition, Wang Ying was extremely famous and handsome. How could he not be coveted?
Many courtesans secretly thought that if they could spend a night with Ye Lang, their lives would be worth it.
Such an explicit gaze sent a chill down Wang Ying's spine.
He felt as if he was naked and uncomfortable under the woman's gaze.
"Oh no, they're greedy for my body!”
Wang Ying became vigilant.
What was that saying again? Men must protect themselves when they are outside. After all, there are too many women who want your body.
He still underestimated the destructive power of poetry to this era. After he finished writing, he looked up and saw everyone crying and laughing, which made him feel ridiculous.
"I admire Lord Ye's talent.”
Cai Xianggao bowed.
This bow was done willingly.
What else could he be unwilling about?
As early as when Wang Ying had written half of the poem, he already knew that he had lost.
By the time he finished writing the poem, he had actually forgotten that he was competing with Wang Ying.
Because it sounded like a joke.
How ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth was he? He actually wanted to compete with Wang Ying in poetry?
"The difference between him and me is like the difference between a firefly and the bright moon, or a horse and a Qilin!”
Cai Xianggao felt bitter.
Actually, it wasn't that bitter.
To be able to personally witness the appearance of a Nation Guarding Ci was an incomparably honored matter to him.
Therefore, he admitted defeat.
There was nothing to be ashamed of.
If he admitted defeat to Wang Ying, everyone would understand him.
On the contrary, if he insisted on not admitting defeat, he would end up with a reputation of being narrow-minded and not knowing his own worth.
Wang Ying returned the greeting.
"Actually, you're already not bad."
Wang Ying had a good impression of Cai Xianggao.
Between men, as long as they were honest and upright, they were all men. How could there be so many grudges?
After losing, Cai Xianggao admitted his mistake directly, which was enough to show his quality.
It was a good thing that no one could win. If one could win, they would also admit defeat. This was a person's character.
"Brother Ye, can you give me this poem?”
Liu Sanyuan looked on with eager eyes.
His gaze was like a child craving a lollipop and looking at his mother.
Wang Ying shuddered.
"Take it."
It was just a poem. Wang Ying came easily, and he didn't feel any heartache giving it away.
If he wanted to, he could write a hundred songs in a minute.
However, Liu Sanyuan was overjoyed and laughed loudly.
"How lucky. This poem can be considered a family heirloom!”
"Sigh, if I had known Lord Ye was so easy to talk to, I would have shamelessly taken it.”
"This person is really shameless!"
Everyone whispered among themselves, revealing a sour taste.
What son of a prime minister? He's just like your treacherous father, a traitor!
"Liu Sanyuan has a good idea.”
Xiao Qianqian, who was in the attic, snorted and said.
"Go, give me this poem.”
What did you, Liu Sanyuan, do to possess this poem?
I even rebelled against you!
Not only was this " Butterfly in Love with Flowers " a national guardian, it was also written in a completely new font. Its value was too great. When Wang Ying became famous in the future, everyone would go crazy for this calligraphy.
Green Bamboo chuckled. She knew what to do.
"No wonder His Majesty is so fond of him. This talent is indeed rare in the world…"
Xiao Qianqian muttered softly.
"I don't regret it when my clothes become wider, but I'm haggard because of Yi..."
She was also a woman, and she had lived in a happy place for a long time. She was used to seeing separation, so she was naturally moved by the meaning in the words.
His gaze gradually became infatuated.
"Go, invite Wang Ying up."
Creak.
Green Bamboo opened the door. For some reason, the sound of the wooden door opening and closing was so loud.
It instantly interrupted the excited scholars.
"My family's young miss invites Lord Ye to come up for a chat!”
Lu Zhu's pretty face was smiling, and her pearl-like eyes stared at Wang Ying.
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