Hearing Zhuang Yougong admit defeat.
Immediately, the High Scholar and scholars in Spring Breeze Court erupted into an uproar.
Because this was too shocking.
A nobody, an ordinary high school candidate that no one had ever heard of before, had actually defeated two famous scholars of the Qing Dynasty in succession at the poetry meet of the number one beauty of Jiangnan, Chen Yuanyuan.
This was something that had never happened in the history of the Qing Dynasty.
After a while, the scholars and scholars sitting in the hall on the first floor stopped their noise and looked at the beautiful woman behind the white curtain on the second floor.
Guangdong's number one talent, Zhuang Yougong, admitted defeat. This could only mean that He Shen had won the match against Zhuang Yougong.
However, this did not mean that He Shen could pass Chen Yuanyuan's second test.
Whether or not it could be passed was still up to Chen Yuanyuan herself.
If he passed, then He Shen would get the chance to have supper with Chen Yuanyuan. If He Shen could answer the third question, then He Shen would be able to bring the beauty home tonight.
What's the name of this article?"
Chen Yuanyuan asked from behind the white curtain.
Her heart was already moved by the article that described Lotus's steadfast character.
"Love Lotus."
He Shen replied.
"The name and the article of 'On the Love-Lotus' really fit the occasion. This is really a rare good article.”
Chen Yuanyuan said.
"I think this essay is very good. You passed the second question.”
Chen Yuanyuan continued.
When the surrounding scholars and scholars heard Chen Yuanyuan's words, they were once again in an uproar.
He Shen passed Chen Yuanyuan's second test and got the chance to have supper with Chen Yuanyuan. This was something that the famous top scholar of Shanxi, Yu Minzhong, and the top scholar of Guangdong, Zhuang Yougong, could not do. However, it was done by an ordinary scholar with no literary name.
This was simply unbelievable.
" Now, the third question."
At this moment, Chen Yuanyuan's maid, Yin Ling, stood out and said.
Seeing that the third question was about to be announced, the noisy lobby on the first floor quieted down once again. All their attention was focused on the third question that was about to be announced…
On the other side, Zhuang Yougong, who had made a strong entrance but suffered a defeat, no longer had the attention and confidence from before. He walked back from the front dejectedly.
Now, he truly looked like a sickly person.
Zhuang Yougong had just sat down when Mu Wenfu, who had been silent all this while, suddenly said,"Next, I will be the one to appear. The title of a scholar cannot be suppressed by an ordinary High Scholar.”
When Yu Minzhong and Zhuang Yougong, who had been treated like a widow, heard this, their expressions immediately changed. A smile appeared on their faces, and the dispirited look from before was swept away.
"If Young Master Mu takes action, it will definitely be foolproof.”
"Since Young Master Mu is willing to take action, he will definitely be captured.”
Many people thought that the few of them were all scholars of the Qing Dynasty, and their literary talent and knowledge were similar. Only the scholars themselves knew this.
Mu Wenfu was one of the outstanding talents among them, and his literary talent and knowledge were higher than theirs.
……
When the maid Yin Ling posted the third question of tonight's poetry meet, everyone realized that the third question was: He wrote a seven-character quatrain with the theme of 'patriotic'.
Obviously, compared to the first two questions, the difficulty of the third question had increased.
The first and second questions were not limited to any genre. Poetry was fine, and there was no restriction on the style of poetry. However, the third question clearly stated that the type of composition had to be ancient poetry, and it had to be a seven-character quatrain.
"Heshen, I heard that there was an ancient saying of 'composing a poem in seven steps.' Since Miss Chen has already released the third question, why don't we follow the ancients today and compete in the "Seven Steps to Poetry"?”
At this moment, a clear voice came from the crowd in the hall.
He Shen looked towards the source of the voice and saw a handsome young man with delicate features standing ten meters away from him. He was holding a folding fan in his hand and was looking at him with a sharp gaze.
"It's him! It was him! It's Mu Wen's Fu."
"What is it? Did Mu Wenfu make a move?"
"Haha, it seems that He Shen's wish to bring the beauty home will not be fulfilled today.”
Although He Shen didn't recognize Mu Wenfu, he knew his identity from the discussion.
"You are the Jiangnan scholar Mu Wenfu?”
He Shen asked.
"I am."
He Shen's reaction made Mu Wenfu feel a little angry. Were the reputation of the few great scholars really that bad?
Why did He Shen act as if he had never heard of them before?
Mu Wenfu didn't know that He Shen really didn't know them.
"Do you agree or not?”
Mu Wenfu waved the folding fan in his hand and looked straight at He Shen with a sharp gaze.
"Of course I agree. However, I feel that composing a poem in seven steps takes too much time and is too simple. Why don't we raise the requirements of the competition and change it to a poem in three steps?”
Facing Mu Wenfu's aggressive aura, He Shen suggested.
"A poem in three steps?"
Mu Wenfu was shocked.
"Yes, it's 'composing a poem in three steps'. Every three steps is a poem. If they continued to write, whoever wrote the least would lose. Do you dare?"
This time, it was He Shen who was aggressive. He looked straight at Mu Wenfu.
"A poem in three steps? Or was it a continuous poem? He Shen, are you crazy?"
Mu Wenfu, who had just been aggressive, had a fierce expression on his face that disappeared without a trace. He looked at He Shen, who was not far away, with an expression that said," Are you crazy?"
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