All eyes were focused on Qin Yu.
There was an obscure sneer, endless worry, and even more curiosity.
Qin Yu was indifferent.
Qin Yu smiled and slowly stood up. Even though she was only eight years old, she did not show any weakness as she met Wang Qiufeng's gaze.
For a moment, his demeanor was displayed, causing some people's eyes to light up and look at him in a new light.
Qin Yu pondered for a moment before saying,""According to Lord Wang's meaning, I have to compose this poem today even if I don't want to?”
Wang Qiufeng smiled gracefully and said,"Lord Qin, please don't misunderstand. I didn't force you. I just want to appreciate Mr. Qin's talent.”
Even so, Qin Yu knew that if he really did not do it, it would mean that he was afraid, or that he was only in name.
"Sigh... Wang…"
Cheng Yaojin's loud voice suddenly sounded, and he cursed,"Today is a cocktail party, not a poetry meeting. Compose your sister's poem, come and drink with me, do you believe that I, Old Cheng, can make you drink shit?”
Wang Qiufeng's expression darkened slightly. He turned around and said,""Duke Lu, before His Majesty, don't say such vulgar words. If you want to drink, I'll drink with you after I've experienced Young Lord Qin's elegance.”
Qin Yu knew that Cheng Yaojin seemed to be messing around, but he was actually helping him out.
Therefore, he smiled at Cheng Yaojin and said,""Uncle Cheng, just watch from the side.”
After saying that, he turned to look at Wang Qiufeng and said something that made everyone confused.
"Last night, I had a dream."
Everyone: "???"
Everyone was dumbfounded. Why did he bring up dreams at this time?
Qin Yu did not explain. Instead, she smiled freely and said,"In the dream, I was a talented scholar, oh…Just like me in reality."
Everyone was speechless.
Was there such a way to put gold on their faces?
"It's just that the me in the dream was not as lucky as the me now," Qin Yu continued. He had talent and ambition, but his talent was never met. He was rarely blessed by the Emperor and could not enter the Imperial Court.”
"This lasted for a very long time…"
"I was disheartened and lived in seclusion in the mountains.”
"Until I was in my sixties, when I suddenly received an imperial edict asking me to enter the court as an official and entrust me with an important task…"
"Lord Wang, do you know how happy I was in my dream?”
Without waiting for Wang Qiufeng to answer, Qin Yu continued,""I'm sure Lord Wang wouldn't understand that feeling.”
"Lord Wang wants me to recite a poem with my own luck. I feel that it's lacking in meaning…"
" After all, the real me has everything going smoothly. It's so smooth that it makes people envious and envious…"
"What's there to write a poem about? Why don't I write a poem about the opportunities in the dream?”
In the arena, Qin Yu paced back and forth with assurance. Everyone's gaze followed his movements.
They saw an eight-year-old youth with an extraordinary bearing and were secretly shocked.
What they did not see was Qin Yu's inner thoughts.
F * ck…In order to copy a poem, he had to make up a story…
Who asked him not to know all the poems?
From the looks of it, no matter how much he knew, he was still not as reliable as the system.
If the system had assisted him, he would have known all the poems in the world, so why would he need to make up stories?
Thinking of this, Qin Yu suddenly laughed out loud.
The laughter was loud and wild.
His voice naturally carried the innocence of a child.
Everyone was startled awake.
Qin Yu, on the other hand, began to read aloud as she paced around.
" The freshly ripened white wine returns from the mountains, and the yellow chicken pecks at the millet to get fat in autumn."
As soon as Qin Yu's words came out, the stunned crowd became stunned again.
They knew that Qin Yu was writing a poem. She was writing a poem from her dream life.
Everyone held their breaths. Because of this sentence, they could tell that this poem was not simple…
No one disturbed Qin Yu. Qin Yu did not stop walking or reciting poems. She recited a sentence every three steps.
"Call the children to cook the chicken and drink the white wine. The children laugh and hold the clothes of others..."
" Singing loudly to get drunk and console yourself, dancing to the setting sun to fight for glory…"
"It's not early to lobby thousands of chariots, and to ride a horse and cross a long distance..."
"A foolish woman in Kuaiji despises a minister. I will also leave my family and go west to Qin…"
"Laugh at the sky and go out. I... The... How... is... Peng. Wormwood…People."
Qin Yu shouted the last sentence as loudly as possible. She was extremely arrogant and deliberately slowed down her speech.
A poem caused all the officials to be stunned and shocked.
They seemed to be so shocked that they could not come back to their senses for a long time.
Naturally, no one noticed that after Qin Yu's last sentence, she took two more steps and disappeared from the banquet hall.
At this moment, everyone was immersed in the artistic conception of this poem.
When Li Er saw this, he suppressed the shock in his heart and the corners of his mouth curled up.
He took a deep look at the ministers, then stood up and left.
After taking two steps, Li Er suddenly stopped and took out two pieces of paper from his pocket. He handed them to the eunuch beside him and said,"Read out these eight poems and tell them what happened at the family banquet yesterday.”
"Yes." The eunuch received the order and turned around to leave.
Li Er glanced at Wang Qiufeng's figure and smiled coldly. He then flicked his sleeves and left.
How can my son-in-law be humiliated by others!
Hmph, aristocratic families.
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