After Shuangshuang's song ended, an old lady walked up the high steps and stood beside Shuangshuang with a smile.
"Everyone, the rules for tonight's filming are different from before! It was not in the form of money or antiques…Instead, it was auctioned in the form of poems!”
When the guests heard this, they sighed and said,"Poetry? We're all rough people who haven't taken the imperial examination... How can I know these things!"
Amongst these people, some of them could not help but sigh as they looked helplessly at the smiling Shuangshuang.
"Our Shuangshuang has always liked those scholars and poets. This is also Shuangshuang's special request. Everyone can begin. Just recite the poems you have written.”
After she finished speaking, the old auntie retreated down the steps, leaving Shuangshuang alone on the stage.
When Chu Tian heard that it was going to be a poem, he chuckled and said,""Looks like…This young master also wants to step in!"
In a private room opposite Chu Tian sat a man in a green robe. He looked imposing and did not look like an ordinary young master.
"Your Highness the King of Wei…Do you need to send this Miss Shuangshuang directly to your residence?”A sword-wielding guard at the side said coldly. He did not care about the poetry competition at all.
"No, this king has always loved poetry and ink paintings. This time, I will make this Miss Shuangshuang bow down to my literary talent.”The King of Wei shook his head and smiled wickedly. Then, he asked his subordinates to bring a pen and paper. After pondering for a while, he began to draw.
A few minutes later, a figure stood up. His face was red and he was wearing a white shirt. He looked like a scholar.
"Miss Shuangshuang, I have a poem…Can I hear it?" The scholar in white stood up and shouted.
"Sure!" Both of them raised their heads and looked at the white-robed scholar in puzzlement. They were very curious about what kind of poem he could write.
"The wind is clear, and the moon is bright.”
After taking a few steps, the scholar raised his head and shouted excitedly.
"Long lying and playing the zither, long illness has caused harm to the sea hall!”
Then, the scholar clasped his hands behind his back and shouted arrogantly.
"Miss Shuangshuang…How about this!"
Shuangshuang closed her eyes for a few seconds and shook her head slightly, representing her attitude.
When the scholar saw this, he sighed helplessly and left.
Then, a few more figures stood out and shouted at Shuangshuang.
"Miss Shuangshuang, I have one too!"
After they finished writing poems, they were all rejected by Miss Shuangshuang. At this time, everyone frowned.
Could it be that Miss Shuangshuang's beautiful night would be left behind just like that?
At this moment, a figure walked out of the King of Wei's room opposite Chu Tian. It was the King of Wei's subordinate.
"This is a poem written by His Highness the King of Wei. Miss Shuangshuang, listen carefully!”
Then, everyone looked up at the private room in shock and exclaimed.
"That private room is actually the King of Wei? This was…Even the King of Wei has taken a fancy to Miss Shuangshuang?”
"I've always heard that Wei Wang's poems are superior. It seems that tonight... The King of Wei is going to get the beauty!"
With a wave of his hand, everyone fell silent. They picked up a long piece of paper and shouted.
"On the eve of the night, I looked south, and now I return to the east.
The light rain met the evening and left, and the conscripted man came back late.
Far away, I pity the path of sweeping flowers, and don't be a wooden door in the morning.
However, he felt that the chariots and horses were too slow, so he hurried them frequently.”
"Ssss, good poem, good poem!" When everyone heard this, they exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly flattered the King of Wei.
After hearing this, Chu Tian shook his head slightly and said,""Not bad…However, it still lacked a little taste! Next, let this young master appear!"
Shuangshuang pondered for more than ten seconds before shaking her head and smiling."I'm sorry, the King of Wei's poem did not meet Shuangshuang's standards…Was there anyone present who could compose a poem…Otherwise..."
At this moment, a voice rang out, causing the entire place to explode!
"Why don't you let this young master compose a poem!”
When everyone saw Chu Tian speak, they were stunned and laughed loudly.""Young Master Chu, we're not cut out for this.”
"Yeah... It's not good to be embarrassed!"
When the King of Wei saw this, he frowned at Chu Tian and said with a disdainful smile,""A hedonistic son of a rich family can also compose a good poem?？Ridiculous!"
After Chu Tian heard the King of Wei's mockery, he picked up a glass of wine and snorted.""Is the King of Wei looking down on this young master?"
"That's right, this king looks down on a hedonistic son like you who comes out to be arrogant because of a little credit from your family!”The King of Wei came across Chu Tian and shouted.
When everyone below heard this, they took a deep breath and thought to themselves, Everyone exploded. Young Master Chu was going to fight against King Wei.
Chu Tian smiled and drank a glass of wine.""If I were to compose Miss Shuangshuang's poem, would the King of Wei dare to accept this young master's punishment?”
" Oh, what punishment??"
"What about tomorrow…Let's run around Chang 'an City naked!”
"Hiss... Young Master Chu had started the battle! Awesome!"
"If he really runs around naked, there will be a good show tomorrow!”
Upon hearing this, the King of Wei frowned and looked at Chu Tian in confusion.
Was this guy's brain damaged or something? How could a profligate young master compose a good poem?
"Good! This king will make this bet with you. Kneel on the ground and kowtow three times to this king!”After saying that, he sat down in his seat gloomily.
Chu Tian threw down his wine glass and shouted!
"Everyone! We'll have a good show to watch tomorrow…"
" Haha!"
"Young Master Chu, hurry up and write your poem!”
Everyone urged him. At this time, Chu Tian pretended to be pacing, recalling the poems he had learned before.
"I'll use Su Shi's most detached poem to defeat you, the arrogant King of Wei!”
Chu Tian looked up and smiled at Shuangshuang.
"Life is everywhere, it should be like a flying swan treading on snow and mud.
Occasionally left a claw on the mud, Hong Fei how to calculate the east and west.
After the old monk died, he built a new pagoda, and the broken wall could not see the old inscription.
Do you still remember the rugged days? The road is long, people are tired, donkeys neighing!”
"Hiss... Unexpectedly…Young Master Chu really knows how to compose poetry!"
"And…This poem…I can only use two words to express this situation in my heart! Awesome!"
The King of Wei was stunned when he heard that. He stood up in shock and stared at Chu Tian.
"How could this be…How could he compose such a poem!”
"Have you memorized it? Hurry up and copy it. Tomorrow…Young Master Chu's name is going to shake Chang 'an!"
After hearing this, Shuangshuang opened her eyes in shock and exclaimed,"Hiss... How could such a young person like you be able to compose such a transcendent poem? The poem was filled with a light look at the various aspects of life, as if it was written by an old man in his twilight years!”
"Hehe…This young master was like this, indifferent to fame and fortune, living in this world, seizing every moment!”
Chu Tian said arrogantly. Everyone was stunned when they heard him, and then they shouted loudly!
"Young Master Chu! It's too awesome!"
Both of them stood up and looked up at Chu Tian with a smile.""Young Master Chu…I'm very satisfied with your poem!"
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