The leader of the Yunying Poetry Society, the slightly older woman, walked over. She looked at Su Wen Tian and said, "What if this gentleman is not an outsider?"
"What do you mean, Miss Zhao?" Su Wen Tian asked with a frown.
"To be honest, this gentleman has long joined the Yunying Poetry Society. His poems can naturally represent us," Zhao Yunrou said slowly as she looked around at the crowd.
When these words were spoken, the women of the Yunying Poetry Society, including Wan Ruoqing and Ceng Zuimo, all froze.
"This gentleman, when did he join the Yunying Poetry Society?"
Li Yi also stilled. When did he join the Yunying Poetry Society? How come he didn't know?
At this moment, Li Yi saw the woman winking at him discreetly, and he immediately understood what was going on.
Yes, from now on, he was a member of the Yunying Poetry Society …
At the same time, an uproar immediately came from the surrounding crowd.
"How is this possible!"
"He is a man!"
"The Yunying Poetry Society has always only been women. When has a man ever joined?"
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Clearly, Zhao Yunrou's words just now had a great impact on them. The Yunying Poetry Society was formed by the talented women of Qing 'an Prefecture and had never accepted any men. Where did this person come from?
"The Yunying Poetry Society has always only been women. This is something everyone knows. Miss Zhao, please do not joke." Su Wen Tian still had a faint smile on his face. Zhao Yunrou's words were clearly just a temporary measure. However, she used the wrong method and could not be exposed.
"Oh?" Hearing this, Zhao Yunrou looked at the crowd with a slight smile and said, "When did we say that the Yunying Poetry Society only allowed women to join?"
The smile on Su Wen Tian's face froze.
The surrounding hubbub also gradually quieted.
A sliver of shock floated onto everyone's faces and they revealed thoughtful expressions.
Very quickly, they realized that from beginning to end, the Yunying Poetry Society seemed to have never said such a thing!
It was only because of the name of the Yunying Poetry Society and the fact that the members were all women that they naturally had their previous thoughts. However, the leader of the poetry society had personally refuted the rumors and denied that only women could join the Yunying Poetry Society. What else could they say?
"No wonder when this scholar came in, he was so familiar with Lady Wan and the women of Yunying Poetry Club. It turns out that he is also a member of Yunying Poetry Club."
"The Yunying Poetry Club actually allows men to join. It turns out that we have been mistaken all along."
"This way, this poem can naturally represent the Yunying Poetry Society. If they can participate in tomorrow's Mid-Autumn Poetry Meet, with this person there, Yang Yanzhou and Shen Zhao will have to die on the spot!"
"I'm afraid the title of the number one scholar in Qing An Prefecture is about to change hands …"
"That's not necessarily the case. Although this poem is good, every time Shen Zhao writes a poem, it will be widely circulated in the brothels and music halls. No matter how good the poem is, it can't be compared to it."
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Just now, everyone had only thought that Zhao Yunrou's words were a ploy. However, when they thought of how the scholar had headed straight for the Yunying Poetry Society when he came in and behaved intimately with Wan Ruoqing and the others, they thought that they already knew each other. There was no longer any doubt in their hearts.
The two scholars who had followed Li Yi in stood at the back of the crowd and stared dazedly at him. They murmured, "So that brother really does know Lady Wan. He is also a member of the Yunying Poetry Society. You … hid it so well from us!"
Su Wentian's expression was dark. He had not thought that one sentence from Zhao Yunrou would turn his attack into nothing. That scholarly scum was actually a member of the Yunying Poetry Society. This was far beyond his expectations.
However, he was not willing to give up just like this. Tomorrow's Mid-Autumn Poetry Meet would be his time to shine and amaze the world with a single brilliant feat. He would not allow anyone to ruin it. Raising his head to look at Zhao Yunrou, he gritted his teeth and said, "Even so, this poem does not count because today's competition is competing in Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival, not Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival!"
Hearing Su Wentian's words, Zhao Yunrou was first slightly startled. Then she said with slight anger, "What's the difference between poetry and poetry? Even the Mid-Autumn Poetry Meet has always been about poetry!"
Hearing this, Su Wentian said lightly, "But today, we are competing in Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival. Lady Zhao cannot deny this, right?"
Zhao Yunrou was momentarily speechless. She could not find a reason to refute.
At that time, when the few Poetry Societies set the rules, they did not consider this kind of situation. This was because talents who were good at writing poems were very rare. At the Poetry Gathering, poems usually took up more than ninety percent of the time. Even if there were poems, they were all mediocre. Therefore, there was no difference whether they competed for Mid-Autumn Festival Poems or Mid-Autumn Festival Poems. In the end, one of the poems would be the winner.
She had never thought that Su Wentian would take advantage of this loophole. This way, this Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival that would be passed down through the ages would not count today.
After Su Wentian finished speaking, all of the surrounding candidates frowned.
"This Su Wentian is too narrow-minded. Even if this person has some talent, he will not be able to become a great person!"
"I never thought that Su Wentian would be this kind of person."
"That day when the rules were set, they actually neglected this point. Otherwise, this situation would not have happened."
"Even though Su Wentian is somewhat shameless, but … this time, he is really standing on the side of reason."
"What a pity … if this piece of work won in the Mid-Autumn Poetry Meet, we would also be honored … what a pity!"
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After today, Su Wentian's image in the eyes of many scholars would definitely plummet. However, at this moment, he could not care less. If he could make a name for himself in the poetry meet tomorrow, then he would gain much more than he would lose.
"So, this means that the winner today will definitely be Brother Su?"
The youth with the surname Liu, who had just clashed with Li Yi, laughed and looked at Li Yi and the other women from the Yunying Poetry Society.
Zhao Yunrou and the other women from the Yunying Poetry Society were filled with anger, but they could not speak.
Zeng Zuimo was somewhat anxious. Her heart was filled with great disappointment after the initial surprise … did he still fail in the end?
"Young Master, this is all Ruoqing's fault. I did not explain this to you beforehand," Wan Ruoqing looked at Li Yi apologetically. Her eyes were slightly red as she spoke softly.
If she had thought of this earlier, the current situation wouldn't have happened.
"Yunying Poetry Society, what a pity …"
"There is no need to be too pessimistic. After today, just this poem alone will be enough for that scholar to become famous in the entire Qing 'an Prefecture. The Yunying Poetry Society will also be known by everyone."
"Su Wentian has lost the support of the people. Although he won, he lost. Although the Yunying Poetry Society lost, it was still glorious!"
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The rules could not be changed. Although the scholars present did not like Su Wentian's actions, they could only sigh at the Yunying Poetry Society.
Putting aside this poem, Su Wentian's Mid-Autumn Festival poem truly surpassed everyone else's.
"I'm afraid I have to congratulate Brother Su in advance!" The youth with the surname Liu smiled and saluted Su Wentian.
"Brother Liu, it's too early to say that!" Su Wentian clasped his hands together and said humbly.
Li Yi let out a long sigh as he watched the two of them hypocritically echoing each other.
"Young Master …"
Wan Ruoqing looked up at him apologetically. Just as she was about to speak, Li Yi waved his hand. He looked at her and said somewhat reproachfully, "You should have said earlier if you wanted a poem or not …"
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