Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, then smiled embarrassedly and said, "Xiao Xue, why are you asking this? I've already told you, I've long since forgotten … "
Siu Qingxue blinked her eyes and said, "I believe that a woman who can catch my husband's eye shouldn't be simple. We'll know later …"
"My princess, why are you always thinking about that Qing'er? Could it be that you're jealous?" Ye Fan smiled mischievously.
Su Qingxue glared at the man, reached out to pick up the wine jug, and poured a cup of wine for Ye Fan.
"Husband, you should just drink and watch the dance. I'm not that stingy …"
As they spoke, the women on the stage had already begun to change into all sorts of flowers. five
They went to different directions in a group of five, displaying their unique dance moves. Some were charming, some were playful, some were elegant, and their styles were all different.
Many of the scholars at the scene were already staring blankly.
Especially some of the poor scholars. They usually didn't have the chance to see so many beautiful women, and some of them were already blushing.
There were also quite a few women on the stage who threw flirtatious glances at these scholars and took the initiative to tease them.
Especially at the spot where Su Fan was sitting, he received countless flirtatious glances.
However, Su Painted Fan's face was calm and composed. With a smile on his face, he enjoyed the dance, as if no one could disturb his state of mind.
This elegance and easygoing caused some of the scholars present to secretly praise him.
A pair of pitiful and resentful eyes shot out from the dancer and landed on Ye Fan's body.
Ye Fan had actually already felt it, but he pretended not to notice. After all, that Gu Qing was not someone who was easy to deal with. Ye Fan knew that this woman was just pretending!
However, although Gu Qing's eyes didn't cause Ye Fan to react, Su Qingxue noticed it.
"Husband …" That woman is so beautiful, and she's been looking at you the whole time. Could she be Qing'er? "Su Qingxue asked.
"Is there? "I didn't see it. My princess is so beautiful, I can't tolerate any other woman in my eyes anymore." Ye Fan said in all seriousness.
"Husband only knows how to joke around with me …" Su Qingxue felt helpless, but she began to carefully observe Gu Qing.
Finally, the song ended and the dance stopped.
More than 50 women who had participated in the Top Beauty Competition took out their beautiful name tags and walked around the stage before they gave their thanks and left the stage.
Seeing the nameplate, Su Qingxue's eyes immediately lit up. She smiled and said, "She really is Qing'er, my husband …" This woman seems to be obsessed with you. "
Ye Fan smiled stiffly and said, "It's nothing, drink …" Drink … "
Raising his cup, Ye Fan drained it in one gulp.
He had just drunk this wine yesterday. It was the Thousand Days Intoxication. It seemed that the Linlang Poetry Meet was indeed of a high class, to be able to use such expensive wine.
"Big brother, don't drink too much. You still have to write a poem later. Although wine can liven things up, you can't be greedy." Ye Xianqing reminded.
"What poem? I already said that I'm just here to join in the fun … "Ye Fan waved his hand.
His goal tonight was very clear. He would leave after watching the performance, and then the Top Beauty Competition would have nothing to do with him. In this way, he would be safe and sound.
Ye Shuangqing pouted, looking unhappy, but she couldn't do anything to Ye Fan.
At this time, Grand Tutor Zhang stood up and said in a loud voice, "Everyone, today, we are once again gathered at the Linlang Poetry Meet. This old one toasts everyone …"
The hundreds of people present all stood up, including the Qi King, and drank with Grand Tutor Zhang. "Thank you, Grand Tutor …"
After Zhang Sheng finished his toast, he didn't waste any more time and directly said, "Amongst you, there are those who have come to the poetry meet several times, and there are also those who have come for the first time this year.
However, the rules of the poetry meet were clearly written on the invitation, so everyone should already be familiar with them.
This old man will be bold enough to say that the first poem of the night will be … "That dance song just now will be the title!"
As soon as these words were spoken, at least half of the people present fell into a state of confusion.
"Dance music? What song is that? "
"Could this topic be a dance song?"
Just as everyone was guessing, a clear voice said, "That song just now was called 'Myriad Emotions'. It was composed by the composer Zhang Huai more than one thousand three hundred years ago.
It was about a woman's longing for her lover from afar. Although it was tactful and pleasant to hear, it was actually very emotional and rather touching …
I believe that Grand Tutor Zhang's topic should be 'The Lovesickness of a Man and a Woman' … "
"Haha... As expected of the number one scholar of the Imperial City, what the painted fan said is correct." Zhang Sheng smiled and nodded.
The entire audience once again let out gasps of surprise, expressing their admiration for Su Painfan's knowledge. Although many people had also heard it, Su Painfan daring to be the first to say it was a display of confidence.
After the topic was revealed, an attendant holding a lot container walked in front of Grand Tutor Zhang.
Grand Tutor Zhang casually took out a name tag and read it aloud, "Flying Sand City, Baili Qingtian … Haha, looks like you're a genius from the Baili Clan. For the first question, you'll be the first to compose a poem!"
In the second row, a man wearing a black brocade robe stood up and cupped his hands together. "Baili Qingtian greets fellow apprentices … I've made a fool of myself, so I'll compose a poem called Yearning …"
Baili Qingtian muttered to himself for a moment, then recited confidently, "Elder Wuqiong, drink to your heart's content in the coldness of the sunset. Joy before the quiet, the cold is endless. When the bed comes, the old son will ascend the dragon … "
As he recited, Ye Danqing and a few other scholars who were recording quickly noted it down. Everyone would write a version, afraid that they would miss or make a mistake.
The poems that they had recorded would be directly sent to a group of highly respected scholars to be evaluated and given the final marks for each scholar.
After he finished reciting the poem, the crowd immediately applauded and many people cheered.
As soon as Baili Qingtian sat down, the scholar in front of him stood up again.
"I come from the Great War Academy, my surname is Lu, and my name is Xin …"
Many people at the scene cried out in surprise …
"So it's Lu Xin from the Great War Academy? No wonder he can sit in the first row! "
"I heard that he's the number one poet in the Great War Academy. It's just that he comes from a poor background. Otherwise, he would be able to compete with Su Painfan …"
Lu Xin was neither servile nor overbearing. After pondering for a moment, he also began to recite a poem …
"Everything is managed by the ugly Mu, and the remnants of the wax see the time. When the final order is cut, I drink wine, and the fisherman's tears are invincible … "
After the poem was recited, waves of cheers rang out from the audience.
Ye Fan was drinking his wine, and when he heard these cheers, he was a little confused. It sounded like it was very ordinary, so what did these people think was good?
After passing it on to a few people, it arrived at Ye Fan's location.
Everyone had long been looking forward to seeing the level of Prince Consort Ye, who had been in the limelight recently, and wanted to see it with their own eyes.
Including Grand Tutor Zhang and King Qi, they were also looking forward to it with interest.
Ye Fan was a little puzzled, "This … How did this get to me? Everyone has to do it? "
The crowd burst into laughter, and some people helplessly shook their heads.
"Prince Consort Ye, did you not read the rules of the poetry competition on the invitation?" Grand Tutor Zhang asked with a smile. leaf
Fan Xian shook his head, "No …"
"Big brother... You really didn't see it!? "I thought you were here to see it." Ye Xianqing quickly explained to Ye Fan in a low voice.
It turned out that other than the first person in the Linlang Poetry Competition, it was decided by drawing lots. The next order was the first row of the most famous scholars of that year.
After the first row was done, they would go to the back.
After the scholar was turned, he had two choices. He could either quickly compose the poem, or he could punish himself with three cups of wine!
Generally speaking, it was impossible for those who could sit in the first row not to be able to compose a poem. Even if the preparation time was shorter than the other scholars, they wouldn't be punished with drinking.
"Prince Consort Ye, this is the rule. Please let everyone enjoy your work …" Grand Tutor Zhang said with a smile.
"Oh..." "So that's how it is."
Ye Fan nodded, he understood now.
Just as everyone was looking forward to appraising Ye Fan's strength …
Suddenly, Ye Fan took Su Qingxue and Ye Xianqing's wine cups, and then filled all three of them up!
"Gudong, gudong …" Gudong, gudong … "Gudong, gudong …"
After drinking three cups of wine for a thousand days, Ye Fan wiped his mouth and clicked his tongue in enjoyment, "Ah... I'll punish myself with three cups! I'm done! "Next!"
The entire audience was silent. Su Qingxue and Ye Xianqing didn't know what to say. They knew that Ye Fan didn't want to compose poems, but they didn't expect him to resist to such an extent!?
The other scholars were even more speechless. Even the experienced and knowledgeable Grand Tutor Zhang was a little agitated at this moment. He couldn't say a single word for a long time.
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