The venue was filled with a joyous atmosphere.
Zhangsun Chong, who was known as a venomous snake because of his love of scheming, was silently mocked by everyone at this moment.
No one stood up for him.
"Lu Bei, how dare you insult me? Why didn't he accept the challenge? Hiding behind a woman, what kind of ability is that!”
Zhangsun Chong's face darkened as he growled in a low voice, like a wild beast that was about to pounce on him.
His terrifying appearance scared many timid female guests.
The only one who was not afraid of him was Lu Bei, who had an indifferent expression and was not moved at all.
Only the calm and peaceful Princess Changle and Li Nongyue, who was looking at Zhangsun Chong with disdain, remained.
"When have I ever hidden behind a woman? I've already said it clearly, I look down on you, Zhangsun Chong. If you're not convinced, just draw your sword.”
Lu Bei's expression turned cold as he said slowly.
"You…I'm a scholar, I don't want to compete with a warrior like you!”
Zhangsun Chong recalled Lu Bei's record of retreating unscathed from the 300,000 Turks and immediately cowered.
"Warrior? Zhangsun Chong, I think you've been blinded by greed.”
Lu Bei sneered.
"Haha…"
All the guests present burst out laughing.
This person was a newly crowned top scorer. If Lu Bei could be considered a martial artist, what was Zhangsun Chong?
The ridicule in everyone's eyes became even stronger.
"Forget it. Since you're being rude again, I'll accept your bet.”
Lu Bei had a calm look on his face, like an expert from another world.
His extraordinary bearing made all the female guests 'eyes light up.
Compared to him, Zhangsun Chong, who had a pair of triangular eyes, was like the difference between heaven and earth!
"Ah! You've been insulting me all this time, and you still dare to say that I'm rude?”
Zhangsun Chong roared loudly. If not for the fact that he could not defeat Lu Bei, he would have pounced on him and risked his life!
"Enough, Zhangsun Chong, stop messing around. This is your fault!”
"Since the Everpeace Marquis has already accepted the bet, just start.”
Princess Chang Le looked at the calm Lu Bei with starry eyes and stopped Zhangsun Chong from roaring.
"Humph, who's the one setting the questions?"
Zhangsun Chong looked at Lu Bei with hatred and asked coldly.
"Please welcome Grand Secretary Xue Shou, Elder Xue!”
Princess Chang Le ordered respectfully.
"Hiss…"
All the guests present gasped.
Princess Changle held a poetry gathering and actually invited the royal scholar, Xue Shou!
He was the leading figure of the literary world of the Great Tang. Who would dare to refuse to accept him as the referee?
Not long after, an old man with a sage-like aura walked in calmly.
"Quickly begin. Since all of you are young talents, then use your life aspirations as the topic and compose a poem.”
"Fifteen minutes is the limit. Don't delay this old man's return to study!”
He ignored the greetings of all the artistic youths present and walked straight to the judges 'seat.
It was obvious from his expression that he didn't believe that the 'young talents' present could write any great works.
However, with his status, no one dared to accuse him of underestimating him!
"Hmph, let this young master skin you, a martial artist pretending to be a top scholar!”
When Zhangsun Chong heard the question, he instantly had an idea.
He glared at Lu Bei fiercely, took the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone handed over by the palace maid, and began to write furiously.
Lu Bei smiled contemptuously. He played with the brush in his hand and looked at Zhangsun Chong coldly.
"Chang An Marquis, why aren't you writing?"
Princess Chang Le asked worriedly.
She was very nervous. This was a poetry gathering that she organized. If Lu Bei lost, would he blame her?
After all, if he lost, he would have to kowtow!
The other guests also looked nervous.
After all, they were all on Lu Bei's side just now. If Lu Bei lost, they would all be slapped in the face!
"Hehe, I don't want to bully my grandson. So what if I give him half an hour?”
Lu Bei smiled confidently.
Princess Changle suddenly felt the spring flowers blooming in the garden.
Her nervous heart instantly calmed down.
"You…"
Zhangsun Chong, who was writing furiously, almost fainted from anger when he heard this.
He glared at Lu Bei with hatred and gritted his teeth as he continued to work.
Not long after, his poem was out.
"When a young man is successful, spring is popular. Fresh clothes and angry horses roar in Chang 'an.
The garden full of spring flowers can not be appreciated, red lips taste all without touching the body!”
The palace maid slowly read Zhangsun Chong's poem, and a sour smell of women in her mind came out.
Many men instantly frowned. This Zhangsun Chong had written out his love for brothels.
Saying that she had tasted all the red lips on such an occasion really made other men unable to get off the stage.
"Shameless lecher!"
Many female guests spat with disgust.
"Humph, humph, skilled in poetry, vulgar is also a kind of artistic conception, what else can I hope for?”
The old teacher's words swept across all the young geniuses present, and then he snorted coldly with his nose in the air,""Marquis Chang An, write out your masterpiece as well. It's a waste of my time. Hmph!”
Shua!
Everyone's eyes instantly focused on Lu Bei.
Zhangsun Chong had completely embarrassed them. They hoped that Lu Bei could turn the tables for the Chang 'an scholars!
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