Chapter 2403

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　　Seeing Kong Tianxia salute Ye Qiu, Wei Wuxin and Qin Jiang’s mouths twitched.
　　Damn it, how many times is this？
　　You are also a great disciple of Jixia Academy anyway. Can you have some backbone？ Don’t always salute Ye Changsheng, okay？
　　Since you like saluting so much, why don’t you salute us！
　　At this time, the civil and military officials of the Great Zhou were also evaluating Ye Qiu’s poem.
　　「Kong Tianxia is right. Once this poem ‘River Snow’ comes out, other poems about snow will pale in comparison.」
　　「The first two lines of this ‘River Snow’ do not contain the word’snow’, but it is indeed a snow scene, which can be called ethereal. In just twenty words, the strength of character is outstanding, and the sentence pattern is natural.」
　　「The snow scene is right in front of us, a masterpiece through the ages！」
　　「No wonder the emperor chose Ye Changsheng. Ye Changsheng’s talent is rare in the world.」
　　「Princess Ning’an and Ye Changsheng are together, a perfect match of a talented man and a beautiful woman, a match made in heaven.」
　　「The Great Zhou can get Ye Changsheng as the son-in-law, which is the blessing of the Great Zhou.」
　　「Heaven blesses the Great Zhou！」
　　「……」
　　Even, many civil and military officials of the Great Zhou stepped forward to strike up a conversation with Ye Qiu and flatter Ye Qiu frantically.
　　In their opinion, Ye Qiu’s three consecutive poems shocked the audience, and he is sure to win the literary battle.
　　That is to say, Ye Qiu will surely become the son-in-law of the Great Zhou.
　　Taking this opportunity to get to know the son-in-law and build a good relationship will bring endless benefits.
　　When True Man Changmei saw Ye Qiu being surrounded by everyone like the moon surrounded by stars, he was jealous and envious in his heart.
　　「Damn it, why didn’t I think of the poem ‘River Snow’？」
　　「If I could recite “River Snow”, what business would that little brat have？」
　　「Dammit, that little brat managed to show off again.」
　　「What should the next poem be about？ The moon？ I have to think about it carefully in advance.」
　　「There are too many poems about the moon. The moon flies down like a mirror in the sky, clouds rise and form a sea tower. Raise a cup to invite the bright moon, and there are three people with the shadow. The bright moon rises above the sea, and at this moment, we share the same time even though we are far apart. And there is also the bright moonlight in front of the bed, and two pairs of shoes on the ground…」
　　「Which one should I recite？」
　　The Long-browed True Man was caught in a tangle.
　　In the Golden Luan Hall.
　　Ning’an’s beautiful eyes were fixed on Ye Qiu in the hall, and there were almost ripples in her eyes.
　　「Hahaha, Ning’an, did you see that? Ye Changsheng crushed everyone with his peerless talent. He is my son-in-law！」
　　Although the Great Zhou Emperor lowered his voice, he still couldn’t hide the pride between his brows.
　　「What the number one talented scholar of the Great Wei and the number one talented scholar of the Great Qian, in my opinion, they are all bullshit！」
　　「Our Great Zhou only needs Ye Changsheng！」
　　The Great Zhou Emperor just felt elated.
　　Previously, there had also been many literary battles among the three kingdoms, and every time, the Great Zhou had lost.
　　This matter had made the Great Zhou Emperor depressed for a long time.
　　However, today, Ye Qiu crushed everyone, which was simply avenging him. The depression in the Great Zhou Emperor’s heart was swept away.
　　「Father Emperor, quickly announce the result！」 Ning’an urged.
　　She was still thinking about quickly finishing the competition so that she could have a two-person world with Ye Qiu.
　　The Great Zhou Emperor laughed and said, 「What’s there to announce? The result is known to everyone.」
　　Qin He saw that his elder brother had been staring at Ye Qiu with an unpleasant expression on his face. He stood up and said, 「Everyone, stop making noise. Let’s continue！」
　　The civil and military officials of the Great Zhou woke up with a start and quickly said, 「Right, right, there’s still one more poem. Come on, Young Master Ye. I’m optimistic about you.」
“Young Master Ye, write another masterpiece.”
　　「Young Master Ye, we all support you！」
　　Wei Wuxin said, 「For the fourth poem, with the theme of ‘the moon’, I think…」
　　「I think I’ll go first.」 The Long-browed True Man found an opportunity and immediately stood up, saying with a smile, 「I’m full of inspiration. Once this poem comes out, you all have to admit defeat.」
　　Everyone　looked　disdainful.
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　　「Daoist, stop boasting. Everyone knows that you can only write doggerel.」
　　「You’d better not write it, so as not to waste everyone’s time.」
　　「Daoist,　forget　it！」
　　Those who participated in the competition for the son-in-law said one after another, not taking the Long-browed True Man seriously at all.
　　「You actually dare to look down on me. Well, today I’ll let you know my true talent.」
　　The Long-browed True Man loudly chanted, 「Listen up. The name of my poem is ‘Quiet Night Thoughts’.」
　　「Before my bed the bright moonlight shines,nI suspect it to be frost on the ground.nI raise my head and look at the bright moon,nI lower my head and think of my hometown.」
　　「How about it? Isn’t it an eternal masterpiece?」
　　As soon as the voice fell, the scene fell into silence.
　　The smiles on everyone’s faces also froze.
　　They looked at the Long-browed True Man one by one, as if looking at a devil.
　　Damn it, how could this old Taoist write a quatrain？
　　Could it really be that his inspiration is exploding？
　　Kong Tianxia looked at the Long-browed True Man in surprise. Obviously, he didn’t expect that the Long-browed True Man could write such a good poem either.
　　Seeing that everyone was shocked, the Long-browed True Man was secretly overjoyed and thought to himself： 「Finally, I succeeded in showing off.」
　　「You guys quickly worship me！」
　　「Where is the applause？ Where is the cheer？」
　　Suddenly, Wei Wuxin laughed： 「Hahaha…」
　　「What are you laughing at？」 the Long-browed True Man asked.
Wei Wuxin said, “I admit that the Taoist priest’s ‘Quiet Night Thoughts’ is well written.”
But who among the people present doesn’t know what level the Taoist priest’s poetry writing is?
“Do you think this poem was written by the priest?”
　　In an instant, there was whispering at the scene.
Many people’s eyes were directed to Ye Qiu. In their opinion, only Ye Qiu could write such a masterpiece.
　　This poem was mostly copied by the Long-browed True Man from Ye Qiu.
　　The Long-browed True Man’s face sank, and he looked at Wei Wuxin with a bad expression and asked： 「What do you mean？」
　　Wei Wuxin said, “What I mean is that this poem of yours is copied.」
　　Long-browed True Man loudly retorted, “Bullshit——」
　　”Are you sure it’s not copied？” Wei Wuxin said, “Do you dare to swear to the sky？」
　　”Why not？” Just as Long-browed True Man was about to swear, he heard Wei Wuxin say again, “Well, you swear to the Heavenly Dao, you tell the Heavenly Dao that this poem was written by yourself. If it wasn’t written by yourself, you will die a bad death, your bones will be wiped out, and you will have no descendants.」
　　”I…” Long-browed True Man chickened out.
Youdaoplaceholder0 is not terrifying, but what if the Heavenly Dao hears it?
　　He still remembered that yesterday in Rongbao Pavilion, when Ye Qiu made a vow, it caused a resonance of the Heavenly Dao.
　　Seeing Long-browed True Man hesitate, Wei Wuxin sneered and said, “I knew it, this poem must have been written by Ye Changsheng, and you copied it from him.」
　　”This poem wasn’t written by that little brat…” Long-browed True Man had just opened his mouth when he was interrupted by Wei Wuxin.
　　”Come on, don’t lie anymore. Besides Ye Changsheng, who else can write such a poem？」
　　Damn it, I failed to show off and instead benefited that little brat. So angry.
　　Forget it, it’s better to benefit that little brat than others.
　　Long-browed True Man thought of this and said, “That’s right, this poem was written by Ye Changsheng. You can admit defeat.」
　　Qin Jiang said, “Who said we’re going to admit defeat？」
　　”Everyone, I have a proposal.」
　　「We have written several poems in a row. For this round, shall we change the way of playing？」
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