Ma Xiaoshuai smiled and ignored Qianyue's unladylike behavior.
"Let's begin."
"Humph…"
After losing a round, Qianyue couldn't hide her anger. Her inner thoughts were written on her face. Hearing Ma Xiaoshuai's so-called tone, she became even angrier. Hearing this, she glared at the hateful Ma Xiaoshuai.
"Scholar, come out."
As soon as he finished speaking, another young man dressed like a scholar walked out from the crowd. He held a folding fan in his hand and was dressed rather brightly. A polite smile hung on his not-so-handsome face. He walked forward and cupped his hands slightly.
"Greetings, Young Master."
Although he did not have a good impression of this world's dogsh * t etiquette, it was still a form of respect from the opponent. As the saying goes, friendship comes first and competition comes second. No matter where you are, don't you have to pay attention to manners?
Because of this, Ma Xiaoshuai returned the greeting.
"Thank you."
"Alright, don't be sour."
Qianyue had a stomach full of anger. Seeing Ma Xiaoshuai's hypocritical look, she wanted to slap him with the soles of her shoes.
"This line will determine the winner.”
Young Master Qian Qian nodded and looked at Ma Xiao Shuai with a questioning gaze, as if asking for his opinion.
"Alright, who will set the questions?"
Ma Xiaoshuai shrugged his shoulders indifferently. Although poetry was not his strong suit, his unlucky son-in-law had a lot of ready-made memories in his mind. Besides, he also had a lot of memories related to poetry in his previous life. The essence of his ancestor's five thousand years of accumulation should be enough to fool these 'extraterrestries', even if he did not receive much inheritance.
"For the sake of fairness, the questions will be decided by the villagers present, and the final results will also be decided by the villagers.”
Ma Xiaoshuai shrugged his shoulders, once again indicating that he had no objections.
The passers-by who had nothing to do were just watching the fun. They watched the street competition for fun. Who would have thought that there would be an interaction segment? Both sides of the competition even invited them to join. This was a good thing.
As a result, the crowd exploded again. Regardless of whether they had ink in their stomachs or not, they were unwilling to be left out and started discussing. For a time, the already congested streets became even noisier.
"In my opinion, it's early spring now, so let's use spring as the title."
"What's so good about spring? In my opinion, we should use flowers…"
"Isn't it better to use a beauty as the title…"
"Use…"
This group of passers-by who were unwilling to be left out and wanted to show off their skills had their own opinions and did not give in to each other. After a long time, they did not come to a unified conclusion. Seeing this scene, Ma Xiaoshuai and the others also found it difficult, especially Qianyue, who wanted to liven up the atmosphere. At this moment, she was completely unable to interrupt. Looking at the chattering crowd, she was extremely embarrassed.
"Jingjing, why are you making so much noise?”
A loud voice came from the side, suppressing the heated discussion. Everyone looked in the direction of the voice with indignant expressions.
Ma Xiaoshuai did the same, he was also curious about who it was.
The crowd slowly dispersed from the direction of the voice, and an ordinary-looking middle-aged man walked out. From his attire, he should have a high status. However, what was completely different from his attire was his face that had a hint of ruffian and bandit aura. There was also an arrogance that could be smelled from ten miles away.
"Why are you making so much noise?”
His words were shocking!
The middle-aged man's arrogant expression and tone gave everyone the image of a villain. Most of the people present were idle people who had the ability to read people's expressions. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that this elegant middle-aged man wasn't a good person, so they were smart enough not to say anything. On the other hand, Qianyue heaved a sigh of relief and looked curiously at the strange uncle in front of her.
"Where did you come from?"
The scholarly man glanced at Qianyue indifferently and picked up the purple clay teapot in his hand unhurriedly.
"Girl of the Qian Family, I haven't seen you for many years, but you're still so rude. It seems that Old Master Qian dotes on you too much.”
Qianyue was stunned.
"Who are you?"
"Who am I?"
The scholarly man smacked his lips and didn't look at Qianyue, who had a puzzled and displeased expression." In terms of seniority, you still have to respectfully call me uncle!”
Uncle!
Qian Yue's mind was filled with question marks. Just as she was about to ask, the elegant man beat her to it.
"I just passed by here and saw that you guys were having an interesting time, so I came to butt in. It's fine now.”
The surrounding passers-by, including Qianyue and Ma Xiaoshuai, rolled their eyes. We were going to continue, weren't you the one who disturbed us!
"What's wrong? Since no one has come up with a question, then I'll say it?"
The elegant middle-aged man looked around as if he was talking nonsense and smiled lazily.
"My topic isn't difficult.”
"Using humans as a poem?"
Ma Xiaoshuai, who had been sizing up this middle-aged man, finally spoke.
"Yes, an old friend of mine is living in the countryside now. He likes to plant some peach blossoms. As a person, how should I put it? He's free and easy. En, he's similar to me. He also likes to drink. Let's use him as a poem to praise that fellow's leisurely life.”
The crowd exploded again, but this time, the focus of the discussion was surprisingly consistent.
As if he thought it was novel, the elegant young master also nodded in agreement. Ma Xiaoshuai, on the other hand, was eager to finish the matter as soon as possible, so he agreed.
"Alright, I'll use this person as a poem.”
Qianyue waved her hand grandly, her face full of joy as she made the final decision.
The elegant young man looked at Ma Xiaoshuai and said,""Young master, you go first.”
"Sure,"
Perhaps it was because of the scholar's many courtesies, Ma Xiaoshuai didn't want to give him a cold face, but he didn't reject him. The person who responded with a smile thought quickly, searching for poems related to this in his memory.
There it was!
"Then I won't stand on ceremony."
Ma Xiaoshuai took a few steps forward and looked around. He took a deep breath and looked at the mountains in the distance,"
Peach Blossom Nunnery in Peach Blossom Cove, Peach Blossom Immortal under Peach Blossom Nunnery;
Peach Blossom Immortal planted peach trees and plucked them to sell wine money.
Sober only sit in front of flowers, drunk only sleep under flowers;
Half awake and half drunk, day after day, flowers fall and bloom year after year.
I hope to die of old age in the wine and flowers, not willing to bow in front of chariots and horses;
The rich enjoy the dust of chariots and horses, and the poor enjoy the wine and flowers.
If you compare wealth with poverty, one is on the ground and the other is in heaven;
If you compare poverty with chariots and horses, he can drive me to leisure.
Others laughed at me for being crazy, but I laughed at others for not being able to see through me…
It was a poem by Tang Yin, a romantic genius of the Ming Dynasty.
Whether it was the literal meaning or the deep meaning contained in it, it was very suitable for the title. Especially the free and easy life attitude described by the wild crane was even more vivid. Ma Xiaoshuai only made some slight modifications to make the poem more in line with the topic. As for the place names, they seemed insignificant. Even if they didn't know this place, no one would ask about it.
Pa, pa, pa!
The middle-aged man was the first to applaud, his eyes shining brightly.
"Good, good, good poem!"
As the meaning of this poem was relatively simple, it was enough to take care of the ordinary people in the crowd who were not very knowledgeable. Most people could clearly understand the meaning of this poem. A good poem that had been passed down through the ages was naturally extraordinary. As expected, it attracted cheers from the crowd.
"Husband."
Dongfang Xueyu tugged at Ma Xiaoshuai's arm and smiled sweetly as if she was congratulating him. However, her eyes were filled with pride.
"Not bad, not bad at all. It's many times better than those coquettish and self-proclaimed scholars. This poem is indeed not bad. Although I'm a boor, I can still understand the meaning behind it. Kid, I'll remember this poem.”
The middle-aged man was not stingy with his praise, which made Ma Xiaoshuai a little embarrassed.
"I wouldn't dare…"
"Hey, hey, stop arguing!"
Qianyue jumped out angrily, her eyes wide as she waited for the passersby who were still clapping and cheering. Because the meaning of the poem was simple, even she could understand it. When she saw everyone's reaction, even if she was stupid, she knew that the poem was indeed not bad. However, she could not bear to see others praise her so much. After all, they were in a competition now.
"There's still our side. Don't forget, Scholar, come out.”
The elegant young master who was called a scholar was still immersed in the exquisite poem. The layman watched the excitement, while the insiders watched the door. He, who had read widely since childhood and spent all his time with poetry, calligraphy, and painting, could truly understand the beauty of this poem. For a moment, he forgot his camp and was intoxicated.
"Ah?"
Qianyue angrily kicked the scholar who looked like a fool in his eyes, causing the elegant young master to gasp.
"Hurry up!"
"What? This…this…"
The scholar's hand that was holding the folding fan was a little tight because of nervousness, and his face was very unnatural.
"Sigh! Forget it, Miss, I admit defeat!"
In the end, this young scholar, who had been a customer of the Qian Family for a few months but had not been recognized, lowered his proud head and said dejectedly,""This poem is the most wonderful poem I've ever heard in my life. I'm untalented and inexperienced, so I can't win!”
" What?!"
Qianyue cried out in alarm, her teeth clenched tightly as she said in a cold tone," Damn you, useless thing!”
"Haha."
The middle-aged man laughed heartily and said to the passersby,""Looks like Qianyue has admitted defeat? Does anyone here have any objections? If there were no objections, then this kid still won?”
" No objections. Young Master won…"
"Yes, yes, Young Master won…"
"We won…"
Without a doubt, Ma Xiaoshuai won another round. However, it seemed that Qianyue had said that she would win two out of three rounds. Now that he had won two rounds, did that mean that he had won?
"Eh? Where's that girl Qianyue?"
Ma Xiaoshuai thanked everyone one by one, only to realize that Qianyue had disappeared.
Dongfang Xueyu covered her mouth and chuckled." I know her the best. She must have left because she couldn't bear to lose face."”
"Ah…Haha, this girl sure runs fast. She didn't even give me a chance to mock her.”
Ma Xiaoshuai said with a smile. At this time, the passersby saw that the competition had ended and dispersed. Ma Xiaoshuai also prepared to leave.
Unexpectedly, the arrogant middle-aged man from before walked over.
He still had that wicked look on his face, but his expression was much friendlier than before.
"Haha, Xue Yu, right? You've found a good husband."
"And you are?"
Dongfang Xueyu revealed a puzzled expression. Clearly, she wasn't familiar with this person who knew both Qianyue and her.
"Hehe, the last time I saw you, you didn't remember anything. How could you remember?”
"Oh…"
Dongfang Xueyu nodded and did not say anything else.
"Are you Xue Yu's husband?"
The middle-aged man asked Ma Xiaoshuai.
"Yes."
"Not bad, young and promising. I heard that the old prime minister intends to let you go to court? It seemed to be…the military, right?”
Ma Xiaoshuai's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, and his smile disappeared. He was secretly on guard. Not many people knew that Dongfang Mu wanted to arrange for him to enter the court. Moreover, it was impossible for such an exceptional arrangement to be made known to the public. How did this middle-aged man know? And with his identity, he actually looked down on the granddaughter of a country's marshal? What did he have to rely on? What was his identity?
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