Lu Ziyi was completely unprepared.
No one had expected Li Feng to be so bold, so direct, and so terrifying!
Lu Ziyi struggled.
However, don't forget that Li Feng had the Seven Probing Coiling Snake Spear and his martial arts were peerless. It was easy for him to suppress a scholar.
"I…"
"You…"
"Wuwuwu…"
"Cough cough cough…"
"Ah, I'm going to kill you!!”
Soon, Li Feng put down the inkstone in his hand and took a step back.
Lu Ziyi strangled her neck with both hands, and her mouth was filled with thick ink.
He roared.
Ink splashed everywhere.
The surrounding people all retreated.
This made Lu Ziyi even angrier.
He was surrounded by the disciples of the Five Families and Seven Wangs. Lu Ziyi was usually arrogant and conceited. Even among the Five Families and Seven Wangs, only a few people could catch his eye.
Lu Ziyi didn't care about most people at all.
Not to mention those poor scholars around him, they usually only fawned over him.
But now, their eyes were filled with disgust.
He was extremely disgusted.
This was unacceptable to Lu Ziyi.
However, the smell of ink in his throat made him go crazy.
He had already said it.
Ugh…
He vomited non-stop!
His body trembled as he tried to clean the ink out.
Everyone around them was stunned.
No one would have thought that Li Feng would actually dare to force Lu Ziyi to drink ink.
Previously, they thought that it was just a joke.
Who was Lu Ziyi?
He was a famous scholar in Chang 'an. He always pretended to be cool and handsome, which made many people unhappy.
However, they only thought about it.
But now…
F * ck!
Awesome!
However, no one dared to say anything.
Now, Lu Ziyi was about to go crazy. If he hated her, it would be too tragic.
After all, in terms of status and background, almost no one could compare to Lu Ziyi.
It was extremely quiet in the River Pavilion.
However, the feeling of satisfaction in the hearts of many people was simply explosive.
I'll let you f * cking act tough every day!
You still want to hit on my goddess!
Awesome!
"Hehehe…"
Lu Ziyi let out a series of uncomfortable sounds.
"Hurry up, hurry up, help me down! Help me! Go down!"
Lu Ziyi shouted.
Tears of pain welled up in his eyes.
On both sides, the errand boys quickly ran over and carried Lu Ziyi away.
It was too embarrassing.
How could Lu Ziyi still dare to stay here?
A joke!
He knew that he had become the laughing stock of everyone present.
In less than a day, everyone in Chang 'an would know.
"This student, aren't your methods a little too extreme?”At this moment, Luo Zheng stood up, his brows slightly furrowed.
"That's not true."
Li Feng smiled and shook his head." Dojo Master Luo, since we have an agreement, we scholars will definitely keep our word. However, he can't do it himself. I'm just helping him maintain his status as a gentleman."”
"On the contrary, he should thank me."
"If it weren't for me, he would probably have broken the contract today.”
"Scholars are most afraid of going back on their words, aren't they?”
Luo Zheng was speechless.
He really couldn't refute these words.
After all, he had heard what Lu Ziyi had said earlier.
Luo Zheng nodded.
He exhaled.
"Good!"
"However, this is the Chang 'an Poetry Meet.”
"Of course, we should focus on poetry. Young Master's skills are superb, but let's exchange some other day.”
Luo Zheng said.
"Of course not."
Li Feng nodded and returned to his seat under everyone's regretful gazes.
"Aiya, Young Master, you're so amazing.”
"Young Master, Young Master, it was so nice just now. Why haven't I heard Young Master play before?”
"Young Master, you're too handsome. Aiyaya, look at the way those young ladies look at you.”
The three maidservants lowered their voices and said excitedly.
They could not extricate themselves.
Li Feng laughed.
He took a sip of water.
He looked around. As expected, many well-dressed young ladies were secretly sizing him up.
Li Feng smiled lightly,"They, let them watch."”
"Listen to poetry, listen to poetry."
Li Feng smiled.
The poetry recital began.
All sorts of scholars who thought highly of themselves took out their 'treasures' and read aloud.
It could be said that they were competing for beauty.
Don't think that all the poems at the Chang 'an Poetry Meet were written on the spot.
He was gravely mistaken.
These poems were actually the accumulation of the various great scholars.
He had secretly kept it, waiting for a large-scale poetry meet to cause a shock and soar into the sky.
This time, all kinds of poems flew around.
All kinds of cheers continued.
Humble scholars were also very active. After all, they had not participated in many poetry gatherings before. Usually, they could only admire their own works or communicate with their friends.
There was no platform to display it.
This time, he finally got a chance, so he had to tell her everything.
He wished he could empty out his family's assets.
Time passed without him realizing it.
Li Feng listened to these poems and felt drowsy.
If not for the fact that there were many young ladies passing notes to him, he would have left long ago.
Just now, when the exchange began, Ming Yue asked the servant girl to hand over a piece of paper. Then, two, three, four…
They were all young ladies from big families, expressing their admiration and admiration.
Li Wan 'er stared at Li Feng from the side.
"Another one!"
"He even replied to her with a note!"
"Laugh, laugh, laugh. Why won't you laugh until your teeth fall out?”
Li Wan 'er thought viciously in her heart.
Because of the previous incident, she had been paying attention to Li Feng.
However, this guy had already passed notes to more than ten ladies since he sat down.
Especially Miss Mingyue.
Every time the two of them read the note, they couldn't help but smile, which made her hate them even more.
Ahhh
Li Wan 'er was about to go crazy.
She forced herself not to pay attention to Li Feng, but she could not do it.
However, the more he paid attention, the more chaotic it became.
He was restless.
He was extremely conflicted!
"Wonderful!"
"Everyone, there are countless high-quality poems today. It has really broadened our horizons and made us know that there is always a sky beyond the sky.”
At this moment, Li Long stood up.
Just now, he had produced two poems in a row, causing chaos in the poetry gathering. At this moment, the limelight was at its peak, and no one could compare to him.
" No, no, Young Master Li is too much. People say that Young Master Li is the number one talent in Chang 'an. What I saw today is true."”
"Yeah,'Yu Hua Lantern',' Qing Yuan Case 'these two poems, can be said to be the guidance of an immortal, wonderful!!!”
"Who says so? If I can recite such a beautiful line, I will have no regrets in this life.”
"The champion of today's poetry contest is none other than Young Master Li.”
“··········”
Everyone started licking.
Li Long felt a little light-headed.
"You flatter me, you flatter me. Today, there are so many good works. I'm just making a fool of myself.”
"It's just that there's another scholar today. I've been paying attention to him, but I still haven't heard Shi mention him.”
"Young master, don't hide it. Why don't you let it out and let us admire it?”
Li Long turned around and looked at Li Feng, who was happily reading the note.
He had also been paying attention to this place earlier.
He thought that Li Feng would definitely have some works coming out.
He wanted to find an opportunity to compete so that he could regain some face.
However, after waiting for a long time, he still did not speak. Instead, he was quite happy to pass notes to the little girl.
Everyone else came here to be famous, but you came here to pick up girls?
"Uh…"
"Me?"
Li Feng pointed at himself and blinked at Li Long with uncertainty.
Li Long's face darkened.
So this person didn't take the poetry gathering seriously at all.
"Of course."
Li Long lowered his voice.
Just now, Li Feng humiliated Lu Ziyi in front of everyone. Not only did he lose Lu Ziyi's face, but he also lost the face of the entire Five Surnames and Seven Wangs.
"That's right. Brother, your zither skills are exquisite, and Xiang Bi's attainments in poetry are definitely not bad.”
"Don't hide it. How about you let us broaden our horizons?”
Cui Mingyuan and Wang Zhangri also stood up and praised Li Feng.
"I, this…I don't know how to do it.”
Li Feng scratched his head and answered honestly.
Writing poems?
I'm sorry, I really don't know how!
Singing was fine, but writing poems?
Uh, memorizing poems was not a problem, but writing was fine.
However, Li Feng was too lazy to memorize them. These things were not his anyway. It would be a little bullying to memorize them.
If they couldn't recover from the blow, it wouldn't do the Great Tang any good.
"Haha, Young Master must be joking."
"That's right, that's right. Young Master doesn't know how to write poetry, so how can he participate in the Chang 'an Poetry Meet?”
"Brother, your literary talent is outstanding, and your famous poems will definitely be passed down.”
"Please, please!"
The three of them forced him again.
The others also looked at Li Feng.
Can't write poetry?
What a joke!
They had all seen the performance just now.
To be able to familiarize himself with such a melody and write such lyrics, it was impossible that he did not know how to write poetry.
Writing poems in the Great Tang was equivalent to writing essays in the future.
Li Feng shrugged.
"I really don't know how to!"
Li Long's eyes narrowed. He stole a glance at Wang Zhangri and Cui Mingyuan. The other two nodded silently.
"Haha…"
"Impossible!"
"If Young Master can sing such a heavenly song, how can he not be able to compose a poem? Do you believe me?"
Li Long asked with a smile.
"Of course not. Brother, make one.”
"That's right, that's right. Brother, show us. We're all ears!”
"Brother, let's begin!"
"Yes, yes. Brother, please start, please start. We are responsible for recording.”
“········”
The others also said.
Of course, they did not believe that Li Feng could not do it.
Li Feng sighed.
"I said I wouldn't. Why don't you believe me?”
Li Long stared at Li Feng.
A cold smile appeared on his face.
"Pa!"
He slammed his hand on the table.
"I can't pretend anymore."
Li Long pointed at Li Feng and suddenly berated him!
"Everyone, look. He can't even write a poem. How can he write such lyrics?”
"To be honest, when he sang it just now, I felt that it was familiar. Now that I think about it, I finally remember. This song was sung by an uncle in my family.”
"This isn't his original work. He plagiarized!”
"He plagiarized my uncle's lyrics.”
"I was just testing the waters just now, and as expected, I gave myself away.”
Li Long shouted.
"That's right. I've heard this song before when I was young.”
"This isn't his original work. This is plagiarism! This is stealing!"
Wang Zhangri and Cui Mingyuan also shouted.
They had discussed it earlier.
They were confident that Li Feng's poems would not be as good as theirs.
At that time, he would look down on them and criticize them, saying, Don't be immersed in unorthodox ways and don't forget about the righteous path.
He could also be considered to be looking for some trouble.
However, he did not expect that the other party did not know how to compose poetry.
Since that was the case, Li Long instantly changed his tactics and wanted to kill Li Feng with a single blow.
At that time, no matter what he said, it would be useless.
Even if he wrote a poem or two in a hurry, it would definitely not be comparable to them.
Even their poems couldn't compare to it, so how could he make something that sounded like an immortal's melody?
The ending was still the same.
Then, he would get someone to break his legs and throw him out!
The final blow!
How could a noble family be insulted?
Their logic was self-consistent, and they thought that they were impeccable.
The three of them were full of confidence.
Everyone was shocked.
They looked at Li Long and then at Li Feng.
"As expected, it's just as I thought.”
"No wonder, no wonder a guy who can't even compose a poem could develop such a melody. So it was stolen.”
"Haha, interesting, really interesting. Lu Ziyi is really pitiful. He was actually insulted by a thief.”
“···········”
Immediately, the descendants of the aristocratic families echoed and added insult to injury.
There were also many lesser scholars who began to mock Li Feng in order to curry favor with the noble families.
Li Feng smiled.
These three people were really…
Good words are hard to persuade, damn ghost!
He was about to speak.
But at this moment, Ming Yue suddenly stood up.
" The wind is strong, the sky is high, and the apes are howling. The white birds fly back to the clear sand.”
"Endless trees fall, the endless Yangtze River rolls.”
"Ten thousand miles away, I am often a guest in the sad autumn, and I am alone on the stage in a hundred years of illness.”
" It's hard and bitter to hate the frosty hair on my temples. I'm down and out, and I've just stopped drinking."”
Hiss…
Everyone present turned their heads abruptly, and the focus of the entire scene instantly turned to Miss Mingyue.
Li Long's eyes turned cold as he repeated the sentence in his heart.
Instantly, his scalp went numb, and his breathing quickened. All the blood in his body began to boil.
This poem!
Awesome!
On the side, Li Feng sighed.
This girl…
He read out the note he had written for her.
嘚。
This was good too. He didn't have to read it again.
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