Chapter 2400

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　　The whole audience also looked at Ye Qiu.
Except for Ning’an, the Great Zhou Emperor, and Kong Tianxia, everyone else looked disdain and simply didn’t think that Ye Qiu could write any earth-shattering poems.
　　Even the long-browed real person had no confidence in Ye Qiu.
　　「You little brat, you’re good at fighting, but when it comes to writing poems and lyrics, you’re not even as good as me…」
　　Before the voice of the Long-browed True Man had fallen, Ye Qiu had already spoken.
　　「It can break off the leaves of the three autumn months,」
　　「And can make the flowers of February bloom.」
　　「When crossing the river, it raises waves a thousand feet high,」
　　「When entering the bamboo forest, it makes thousands of bamboo poles lean.」
　　Silence！
　　A　deathly　silence！
　　Those who looked down on Ye Qiu at this moment all widened their eyes as if they had seen a ghost.
　　Ning’an had a smile like a flower and secretly thought： 「To actually say that Chang Sheng can’t write poems, what a group of frogs in a well.」
　　The Long-browed True Man also widened his eyes and said： 「You little brat, this poem isn’t…」
　　Before he could finish speaking, he was glared at by Ye Qiu.
　　The Long-browed True Man quickly closed his mouth.
　　「All of you are famous talented scholars in Zhongzhou. I wonder if my poem can catch your eyes？」 Ye Qiu asked with a smile on his face.
　　No one said a word.
　　Zhuge Chaoyang’s face turned red.
　　Qin Jiang had a look of surprise on his face.
　　Qin He was even more stunned.
　　Wei Wuxin’s face at this time was darker than the bottom of a pot.
　　The other people who participated in the competition for the son-in-law were all listless. Especially those who had previously taunted Ye Qiu for not being able to write poems were even more embarrassed and had no place to hide.
　　On the contrary, Kong Tianxia silently read this poem several times in his mouth and then said： 「This poem makes people see the power of the wind.」
　　「The wind can make the leaves of late autumn fall off and can blow open the flowers in early spring and February. When it passes through the river, it can set off huge waves thousands of feet high. When it blows into the bamboo forest, it can blow thousands of green bamboos crooked.」
　　「Although there are only four short sentences, the wind is described vividly.」
　　「What’s even more amazing is that this poem is clearly about the wind, but there is not a single word ‘wind’ in the whole process. It can be said to be ingenious and unique.」
　　「Brother Ye is so talented. Please accept my bow！」
　　Kong Tianxia stood up and bowed respectfully to Ye Qiu.
“Brother Kong is too polite. This is just a random, making you laugh.” As soon as Ye Qiu said this Wei Wuxin and others felt even worse.
　　Damn it, such a awesome poem, you can come up with it casually. Is there still any way for people to live？
My humble work? It’s more like a masterpiece!
　　The civil and military officials of the Great Zhou also began to flatter one by one.
　　「Young Master Ye’s talent is rare in the world！」
　　「Just one short poem is enough to show that Young Master Ye’s talent is peerless！」
　　「As expected of the son-in-law personally selected by the emperor, he is really extraordinary.」
　　「……」
　　Changmei Zhenren snorted coldly in his heart when he heard these rainbow farts.
　　「Dammit, the little bastard has pretended again.」
　　「A group of ignorant things. This wasn’t written by the little bastard at all. It was clearly copied by him.」
　　「He can still show off like this. It’s really an eye-opener！」
　　「But I didn’t expect that the cultivation world doesn’t know the poems of the secular world.」
　　「If I had known this earlier, why would I have bothered to rack my brains? I could just show off with the poems I recited when I was a child.」
　　「But there is still a chance. You wait. Later, I will also show off and blind your dog eyes. Who told you to laugh at me.」
　　Wei Wuxin thought for a long time but couldn’t think of a poem that could crush Ye Qiu’s.
　　Then, he took a look at Eunuch Wang.
　　Eunuch Wang shook his head.
　　「Just lost like this？ I’m not reconciled！」 Wei Wuxin clenched his fists, feeling extremely depressed in his heart.
　　Who knew that at this moment, Ye Qiu said, 「Prince Wei, aren’t you the number one talented person in Great Wei? Write one and let everyone listen?」
　　If I could write it,
　　Why would I need you to say it？
　　Wei Wuxin took a deep breath and said, 「Brother Ye is extremely talented. I admire you.」
　　Admit defeat so soon？
　　Ye Qiu then looked at Qin Jiang, the number one talented person in Great Qian.
　　Qin Jiang cupped his hands and said, 「Brother Ye’s talent is peerless. I willingly admit defeat.」
　　Ye Qiu looked at Zhuge Chaoyang and said, 「How about you？」
　　「Hmph！」 Zhuge Chaoyang snorted coldly and turned his head away.
　　Ye Qiu looked at the other people competing for the consort and said, 「Do you want to write one？」
　　Write it out and lose face？
　　Hmph, I won’t fall for your trick.
　　No　one　spoke.
　　「Strange, aren’t you all talented scholars? Why is there not a single person who can write a poem?」
　　Upon hearing Ye Qiu’s words, those people’s faces turned red.
　　Ye, you’re being too pretentious！
Since no one to fight, I declare that for the first poem, Ye Changsheng wins.
　　The Great Zhou Emperor said： 「For the second poem, it’s about a poem or song related to ‘flowers’. Who will go first?」
　　「I’ll go…」 Just as Qin Jiang opened his mouth, he heard the Great Zhou Emperor say： 「Changsheng, since everyone wants to challenge you, then you should start first！」
　　「Qin Jiang was right earlier. They are all geniuses with extraordinary talents. In case they keep producing excellent works and you don’t have a chance to write a poem, you will definitely complain that I’m not fair.」
　　Ye Qiu understood that his father-in-law was creating an opportunity for him, an opportunity to crush the whole audience.
　　「In that case, then I’ll start by presenting a mediocre poem to inspire better ones. I’ll write a poem about chrysanthemums. Please don’t laugh at me.」
　　Ye Qiu cleared his throat and loudly read out：
　　「When autumn comes in September 8, after my flowers bloom, all other flowers wither. The fragrant aroma fills the sky and permeates Chang’an. The whole city is covered with golden armor.」
　　Silence！
　　The whole audience was once again deathly silent！
　　Those people participating in the competition for the position of the emperor’s son-in-law all stared at Ye Qiu with wide eyes, wishing they could swallow him alive.
　　Damn it, without even thinking, he casually comes up with a masterpiece. Is this guy even human？
　　In the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Ning’an’s beautiful eyes shone with a changing light.
　　At this time, a scene appeared in her mind, as if Ye Qiu had become a general, wearing armor, holding a long sword, and charging into the thousands of troops with a heroic spirit, invincible.
　　So handsome！
　　Kong Tianxia said, “The chrysanthemums written by Brother Ye are not faintly fragrant, not lightly fragrant, but ‘a sky-rushing fragrance array’. The two words ‘Sky-rushing’ describe the extraordinary momentum of the chrysanthemum’s strong fragrance rushing straight to the sky.」
　　「And the two words ‘fragrance array’ indicate that the chrysanthemums are by no means blooming alone, but all blooming together, containing a simple and profound concept of peace under heaven.」
　　「The word ‘penetrating’ also shows the enterprising spirit of the chrysanthemum’s fragrance being refreshing, spreading throughout the universe, and reaching everywhere.」
　　「Brother Ye’s poem uses things to express his aspirations, expressing his ambitions by chanting chrysanthemums. It has a magnificent momentum, a heroic style, a decisive tone, and a fierce momentum.」
　　「After listening to your poem, I’m a little excited and want to go into battle to kill the enemy.」
　　「Brother Ye’s talent and the great wish in Brother Ye’s heart make me admire you very much！」
　　After Kong Tianxia finished speaking, he stood up and bowed to Ye Qiu again.
　　Ye Qiu thought to himself, I just copied a poem, is it necessary to perform a great ceremony？.
　　Ye Qiu looked around and said, “Everyone, I have written the second poem. You should write quickly too！」
　　You bastard wrote a quatrain. How can we write？
　　No one at the scene made a sound.
　　「Isn’t it? Are you not going to write again?」
　　「You are all talented scholars！」
　　「If you do this, it will make me feel that you are deliberately letting me！」
　　「Unexpectedly, you people are quite nice.」
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