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Chapter 1195

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Was he going to compete in poetry?!

Was Zhang Feng going to compete in poetry with Mr. Yushan?!

My God!

Was he going crazy?

At this moment, before the people on the boat could react.

Below the boat, there was a burst of exclamations.

"Poetry competition!"

"Poetry competition!"

"Poetry competition!"

Shouts rang out one after another.

The people further away also heard the noise here and couldn't help but ask in surprise, "What's going on? What happened on the boat? "

"I don't know. It seems that Prince Zhang is going to compete in poetry with Mr. Yushan!"

"Poetry competition?!"

"Sh * t, isn't this like lighting a lamp in a latrine pit? He's courting death! Although Mr. Yushan is known as the best poet in five characters, Prince Zhang's poems are not inferior. This … "

On the second floor of the boat, Li Shimin, Empress Zhangsun, Li Yuan, and the others were drinking wine. They looked up with a smile and listened to the discussion without saying a word.

"Second brother, aren't you worried about Prince Zhang?"

Li Shimin couldn't help laughing when he heard Empress Zhangsun's words.

"I'm worried about him? That boy is not a well-behaved person. It's good enough that he doesn't harass others. Have you ever seen him make a deal that loses out? "

"This …"

Empress Zhangsun couldn't help but look sluggish.

Thinking about it carefully, it was really as Li Shimin said. No wonder the Emperor and the Retired Emperor had such a refined mood to hide here today.

It turned out that they had enough confidence in Zhang Feng!

However …

This Mister Yushan was an old senior who had been famous for a long time. Furthermore, his title as the number one poet of the Five Words Poetry was not an undeserved reputation. Although he did not often compose poems, the poems that he did compose were all famous poems!

Whether it was Li Shimin and the others at this time, or Yu Shinan and the others on the boat, they were all a little worried at this time. Especially the old Xiucai, he wanted to stand up several times and ask if Yushan was shameless, but he was firmly pressed down on the stool by Li Gang.

"Brother Zihuai, don't worry. You have to believe in that kid!"

"This is also a kind of growth. If that brat Zhang Feng can't even bear this, then what kind of achievements can he have in the future?"

Hearing this, Yu Shinan and the others hurriedly comforted him, "Zhang Feng's path is too smooth. This is also a kind of spur."

The old Elementary Scholar was getting anxious.

"That may be the case, but today is … If something goes wrong, then …"

Li Gang and the others laughed and pointed at the empty space in the middle of the second floor. "Look over there!"

The old Elementary Scholar followed Li Shimin's gaze and saw that Li Shimin was leaning against the railing and watching everything that was going on upstairs. He couldn't help but have a thought.

Could it be …

Li Gang laughed and patted the old scholar's shoulder. "Now, what are you worried about? With Second Master here, what are you afraid of? "

Hearing this, the old Elementary Scholar pretended to be calm and sat down.

At this time, he looked at Mister Yushan. His white beard was a little messy from the breeze, but under the bright moon, he still looked like an immortal expert, pouring himself a cup of wine.

Hearing Zhang Feng's words and hearing the roar of the crowd, he couldn't help but feel a little angry.

"Please!"

It was only one word, but it seemed to announce the start of the competition.

Hearing this, Zhang Feng said, "How do we compete?"

"Then let's use what you're best at! I believe that everyone here, as well as everyone here today, is the best witness. That day, no one knew whether your poem was true or not. If you take it out like this, it will be hard to convince everyone. But today, no matter how many poems you compose, as long as you can get everyone's approval, I will be the first to cup my hands and call you Sir. How about it? "

After thinking, Mister Yushan added, "Seeing that you're young, Old Man Ye doesn't want to bear the name of bullying the weak. Then let's use ten poems as the limit!"

"How about it?"

Arrogant!

This was simply crazy to the point of no bounds!

This was everyone's feeling, especially Zhang Feng's first.

Although the words were said very neatly, there was no less of a slap in the face.

Zhang Feng couldn't help but be too lazy to follow the etiquette. With his hands behind his back, he lit a cigarette and waved his hand, "Wine!"

Hearing this, everyone was stunned.

But in the next moment, Zhangsun was the first to react. He hurriedly jumped on the railing a few times, from the first floor of the boat to Zhang Feng's side. Taking advantage of the situation, he took a jar of wine from someone's table and handed it to Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng slapped open the mud seal and then shouted, "The autumn shadow of the Jianghan flies at the beginning of the year. With the guests, I thank the green light of the pavilion. It's rare to see a smile in this mortal world. Chrysanthemums must be planted on the head! But on the festival of drunkenness, there's no need to regret the setting sun. It's been like this since ancient times. Why should Xiao Shan be the only one to wear it? "

"Dare I ask Mister Yushan, what do you think of my seven-word poem?" Zhang Feng roared after finishing his poem.

But at this time, Mister Yushan had already sunk into deep shock.

The entire boat had fallen into an inexplicable silence.

Seeing this, Zhang Feng waved the jar of wine in his hand. His cheeks were slightly red as he said, "In that case, this kid's second poem is coming!"

Lao Tzu didn't know how to write poems, but this poem by Du Mu, who was known as one of the top three seven-word poems, Lao Tzu would like to ask you, is it good enough?!

Not good enough?

Then Lao Tzu, come up with a few more.

Aren't you known as the number one five-word poem?

Then Lao Tzu, come up with a seven-word poem. I'd like to see what you can do!

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