Remembering the Past at Red Cliff
What the snow maidens didn't know was that Ying Zilong had set a trap for her.
He was deliberately acting like a playboy to lower the snow maidens 'vigilance.
The snow maidens agreed.
Ying Zilong's face was filled with a bright smile as he turned to Gao Jianli."
"Mr. Gao, are you willing to compete with me in literary talent?”
Gao Jianli's long brown hair was loose, and a strand of bangs blocked his front.
His eyebrows were long and slender, and his sharp edges were sharp and powerful.
His expression was cold, and his brows revealed his disdain for Ying Zilong.
"My most respected brother, Jing Ke, died in your hands. Why don't we use Jing Ke as a topic and recite a poem?”
Gao Jianli's words were very bold.
Jing Ke was an assassin from the Qin Kingdom. In front of the Crown Prince of the Qin Kingdom, he actually dared to call Jing Ke his big brother. There was a risk of being caught.
Everyone in Fei Xue Pavilion was scared out of their wits.
The snow maiden broke out in a cold sweat for Gao Jianli.
Ying Zilong sneered.
"What a scholarly man. Alright, let's write a poem with Jing Ke as the title.”
Gao Jianli's eyes were filled with determination as he slowly opened his mouth."
"The wind is blowing, the water is cold, and the strong man will never return.”
When everyone present heard this, their hearts were quite touched.
The snow maidens couldn't help but sigh."
"Good poem, good poem, poignant and tragic."
Even Tian Yan and Startling Salamander couldn't help but feel sorry for him.
Ying Zilong widened his eyes.
"No more?"
Gao Jianli's eyes were indifferent."
"No more?"
"You call this a poem?"
Ying Zilong looked surprised.
Although Ying Zilong was not well-educated, he couldn't be fooled like this.
Was two sentences a poem?
At least four sentences.
The simplest "goose, goose, goose" had four sentences.
Gao Jianli's eyes were filled with disdain."
"A poem can be long or short.”
"Awesome, you're awesome."
Ying Zilong couldn't help but give Gao Jianli a thumbs up.
She was in awe of his explanation.
"However, the poem you mentioned seems to be written by Jing Ke. It's not your original work, right? You're plagiarizing.”
Gao Jianli still had an indifferent expression on his face."
"That's right. This poem was written by my big brother, Jing Ke. Although my big brother can't defeat you in martial arts, he can suppress you in literary talent.”
Ying Zilong was also convinced.
So what if it was plagiarism? He actually made plagiarism sound so fresh and refined.
The snow maidens looked at Ying Zilong."
"Crown Prince of Qin country, please compose a poem.”
Everyone's eyes were focused on Ying Zilong.
Startling Salamander and Tian Yan stared at Ying Zilong.
They came to Fei Xue Pavilion with Ying Zilong to embarrass themselves.
He just wanted to see if Ying Zilong was really the great writer he was talking about.
"Hahahaha, if you say that these two sentences are poems, then the threshold of poetry is really too low. I'll just recite one for you.”
Ying Zilong laughed maniacally and started reciting to his heart's content,"
"The great river flows east, the waves are washed away, and the heroes of the ages. On the west side of the old base, the people said that it was the Three Kingdoms…Oh no…Yan Kingdom, Jing Ke and Qin Ci. Rocks pierced through the sky, and raging waves hit the shore, rolling up thousands of piles of snow. The landscape was like a painting, and there were many heroes at that time.
Thinking back to Yan Dan, when Concubine Yan had just gotten married, she was so beautiful. With a feather fan and a turban, he laughed and laughed, and the oars were reduced to ashes. I'm lost in my own country. I'm so sentimental that I should laugh at me. I've long had gray hair. Life is like a dream, a statue of the moon in the river.”
Ying Zilong recited the poem "Remembering the Past at Red Cliff" to his heart's content.
However, the key parts were slightly changed.
Red Cliff reminisces about the past is an unparalleled home.
When the people in the pavilion heard of such a divine work, they were all shocked to the point of being tongue-tied.
Gao Jianli originally had a look of disdain on his face.
The moment Ying Zilong opened his mouth, his expression slowly froze.
The snow maidens 'faces were filled with disbelief. They hadn't expected that a hedonistic son of a rich family would be able to produce such a masterpiece.
Tian Yan couldn't help but look at each other.
The mother and daughter's eyes were filled with shock.
He thought that Ying Zilong was just bragging.
She didn't expect Ying Zilong to be such a great writer.
Ying Zilong was reciting a Song poem, not a poem.
However, Gao Jianli had randomly defined poetry.
Ying Zilong could only recite randomly.
After the recital, his gaze fell on Gao Jianli."
"Mr. Gao, you can spit out whatever ink you have in your stomach. As long as your literary talent can surpass my poem, I'll give you the snow maidens.”
The snow maidens were startled by this.
A trace of shyness flashed across her pretty face.
He had always admired Gao Jianli's literary talent.
It was just that she had never had the chance to confide in him.
Gao Jianli closed his eyes sadly and lowered his head. He sighed and said,"
"The Crown Prince of the Qin country is a great talent. I, Gao Jianli, am ashamed of my inferiority.”
How could they compare?
In the three thousand years of history, how many masterpieces could surpass Nian Nujiao: Memories of the Ancient Red Cliff?
"Hahahaha, since Mr. Gao has admitted defeat, I'll take the snow maidens with me.”
Ying Zilong couldn't help but laugh maniacally. He then walked over to the snow maiden and pulled her into his arms.
"You bastard, what do you want to do?”
The snow maidens were shocked.
She wanted to break free from Ying Zilong, but she couldn't.
She could only use her petite fists to hit Ying Zilong's body.
"You were the one who made the bet with me.”
He squeezed the snow maiden hard, and the snow maiden's entire body tensed up. Then, all of her strength dissipated.
Her helpless gaze landed on Gao Jianli.
Ying Zilong also turned to Gao Jianli."
"What's wrong? Do you want to go against the bet?"
Gao Jianli took a deep breath. His expression was filled with grief and indignation. Then, he sighed.
"I'm willing to accept my loss."
"Hahahahaha…"
Ying Zilong couldn't help but laugh heartily.
Then, the princess carried the snow maidens into their boudoir.
Gazing at the backs of the two of them as they left, tears of self-blame fell from Gao Jianli's eyes.
……
"What do you want? Don't come over."
The snow maiden's eyes were filled with fear as she stared at the bastard before her.
She was really afraid that Ying Zilong would do something bad to her.
Pouting his lips, Ying Zilong was speechless."
"How can you go back on your word? Previously, you were the one who swore that as long as my literary talent could surpass Gao Jianli, you would be willing to bear my child. Do you still have any shame if you go back on your word now? People live with a face, trees live with a skin. As a famous concubine, if you don't even want your face, what's the point of living?”
The snow maidens felt ashamed after hearing Ying Zilong's words.
a wise man values promises.
Since he had lost, he had to admit defeat.
The snow maidens, who had been resisting, silently lowered their noble heads.
"Your Highness, if you are truly talented, then recite another poem for me. If you can move my heart, I am willing to fulfill my promise.”
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