Dong Guoye spoke, and the arrogance of the scholars in the Moling academic circle suddenly came up.

Moling had long surrendered to the Dongguo family, and the scholars of the Dongguo family were their masters.

At today's poetry meeting, they were suppressed by the Wuling academic community and felt very frustrated. Now that the Dongguo family helps them stand out, how can they not wave their flags and shout?

"Young Master Dongguo said it well. Wuling academic circles are known as the hometown of talented men, but today's poetry meeting did not take the lead. In front of the great talents of the Dongguo family and the Jisun family, you can't show off your power!" Zhao Ji said loudly, looking very striking and loud.

Among the Wuling scholars, they were filled with righteous indignation. Some people were about to retort. Tang Yu raised his hand gently and signaled everyone to be quiet.

Immediately, the scholars of Wuling became elegant and silent.

Tang Yu saluted Dongguo Ye and said, "Brother Dongguo is fine. Since the last literary meeting, I have been away for several months. Looking at Brother Dongguo's complexion, I must have made great progress in learning over the past few months. It is really gratifying!"

Dong Guoye's face changed and he glared at Tang Yu fiercely.

Ma Rong smiled and said, "Shizi Dongguo has naturally made great progress in his talent and talent. Otherwise, how dare he come to Wuling again?"

"Ha ha……"

The scholars of Wuling laughed again.

In Suyuan, Moling and Baling scholars couldn't help but wonder. Looking at the tone of Wuling scholars, Dong Guoye had come to Wuling once, but he was afraid he didn't get any advantage and was defeated by Maicheng.

Otherwise, where would the Wuling scholars have such aura?

Tang Yu turned his head and said, "Today's poetry meeting is a grand event to make friends with poetry. My Wuling scholars are all masters, so don't smile and neglect the guests!"

The scholars of Wuling stopped laughing, and Tang Yu had absolute authority in their hearts, unquestionable authority.

After drinking the scholars of Wuling, Tang Yu bowed to Moling and Baling and said, "I am Tang Yu, I have long admired Baling and Moling's rigorous academic style. I admire the plum blossom poetry meeting, which was originally a symbol of competing with friends. There is no difference between winning and losing.

I think today, when Moling’s brothers are just a little unacceptable to the local conditions, I think they are not the best in literature. I don’t need to be too concerned about the brothers…”

After Tang Yu's statement, the Baling and Moling scholars looked a little better. Many people thought that Tang Xianjue had such a high prestige among the Wuling scholars, and he must be the number one talented man in Wuling.

He listened to his extraordinary conversation. He had a gentle and honest personality and had the style of a gentleman. Compared with this, talented men like Zhao Ji and Wu Shuo were at a disadvantage.

"Tang Yushizi, I will ask you another question, do you dare to compete with me in making art?" Zhao Ji said loudly.

Tang Yu frowned and said, "Brother Zhao is very talented. When it comes to art making, I am weak. I must not be as good as Brother Zhao and Brother Wu. So, I am willing to give up the disadvantage..."

As soon as Tang Yu said this, Moling and Baling's scholars were all in an uproar.

But on the side of Wuling Shizi, everyone couldn't help laughing.

Qin Xuan said: "Young Master Xianjue doesn't do art production, but your art production is absolutely not as good as Brother Zhao and Brother Wu!"

"Ha ha……"

The crowd burst into laughter, and someone said, "Young Master Awakening is not as good as Brother Zhao and Brother Wu, how can we compare to Brother Zhao?"

"Yes, yes, we can't compare. We are all willing to give in to the disadvantage!"

"The talented scholars of Baling and Moling have won the arts and skills! How about it?" Ma Rong said loudly.

"Okay!" Everyone shouted ok. Seeing them all excitedly, how could they give in?

In Wuling City, who doesn’t know Tang Yu’s oath: “If you don’t understand classics, you won’t do art.” Is Tang Yu’s art weak? A talented man who doesn’t understand art can serve as a Grade A classmate of the Guide Middle School as a junior high school student?

In the eyes of Wuling scholars, the scholars from Moling and Baling are no different from the Jumping Clown.

Today is a poetry meeting, but I am not convinced, and I have to jump out and compare it to art. This kind of mind is like a three-year-old child, which really detracts from the name of a saint's disciple.

It’s still Tang Yushizi Gao. Since they insist on making art, then they “win”. Wouldn’t both sides be happy?

"Ha ha……"

On the VIP stand, Li Bo had just arrived and sat in the back. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help laughing.

When he smiled, Su Yuqiao and other scholars from Wuling couldn't help laughing, and Wang Ao also started laughing.

Su Yuqiao looked strange and muttered: "This Master Tang is here again!"

She fought with Tang Yu a lot, and she empathized with Tang Yu's viciousness the most. Today's situation is a great disadvantage to the Wuling academic community.

Whether it is Moling, Baling, Ji Sunxiang and Dongguo family, they all want to deceive the master. If the Wuling scholars really want to be serious and fight with the guests, they seem incomfortable, they will eventually fall behind.

However, as soon as Tang Yu arrived, Moling and Baling fell into an embarrassing situation just a few words.

It sounds like he is modest. Judging from his honest and sincere appearance, there is no false expression in his expression.

But this was clearly two slaps on the face of Moling and Baling Shizi, making them feel dim.

Didn’t you say that you are good at making art? Then even if you are good, we are willing to give up the disadvantage.

But don’t forget that today is a poetry meeting. What kind of art is compared to the poetry meeting? Isn’t it that the donkey’s lips are inappropriate?

Tang Yu showed sincerity, and a group of Wuling scholars cooperated perfectly. Moling and Baling scholars were all blushed. Everyone was a scholar. How could they not understand what Tang Yu meant?

Zhao Ji and Wu Shuo both felt embarrassed, but they were speechless, and the scene suddenly became cold.

Ji Sunxiang turned his head and looked at Su Yuqiao and said, "Prophet, why did you think Tang Xianjue come again?"

"Uh...no...nothing. Master Tang has always been kind and humble, and doesn't like to compete with others. Today...but that's the same..." Su Yuqiao said timidly, and even she felt that she was against her will.

"Grandpa, is that? Why don't I think?" Ji Sun Shang Ge smiled and said, "I think this Tang Xianjue is really vicious. Baling and Moling Shizi are probably no match for him."

Su Yuqiao raised his eyebrows and said, "Aren't there still Master Ji Sun and Master Dongguo?"

Ji Sunxiang was slightly stunned for a moment and smiled embarrassedly. What kind of identity is she? How could she not hear the provocation of Su Yuqiao's words?

Tang Xianjue is here. Is there no share in today's poetry meeting with Ji Sun family and Dong Guo family scholars?

In the Suyuan, Dong Guoye smiled coldly and said, "Today's poetry meeting is to make friends with poetry, Tang Xianjue, may you make up for the poems that are propositioned in Wuling's academic circles?"

"I want to see how many poetic talents are there in Wuling's number one talent!"

"Brother Ji Sun, what do you think?"

Ji Sunzhong smiled and said, "I have admired the name of Tang Xianjue for a long time. I hope I can see his poetic talent today!

Dong Guoye smiled and said, "Tang Xianjue, our proposition just now was 'Snow Night'. Can you take this proposition?"

Tang Yu narrowed his eyes and looked at Dong Guoye, looked at Ji Sunzhong again without comment, and said, "Hello, Mr. Ji Sun!"

Ji Sunzhong immediately returned the gift.

Tang Yu turned his head and looked at the Wuling scholars behind him and said, "Is it a 'snow night'?"

Ma Rong said: "Young Master Xianjue, I am really ashamed. We are so ignorant of our knowledge, but we are..."

"Young Master Xianjue, let me write a masterpiece!" Someone in the crowd shouted, and when he heard that Tang Yu was about to write a poem, the scholars of Wuling were all in high spirits.

For them, they have not seen Tang Yu's poems for a long time. At the March Poetry Conference, several of Tang Yu's poems have now become famous works that everyone in the Wuling academic community has.

Today, when Tang Yu writes poems again, there will inevitably be famous works.

The emotions were rising in front of him, and Tang Yu did not refuse and said, "My scholars, since today is a plum blossom appreciation poetry party, I will make a poem "Cold Plum" first..."

After Tang Yu finished speaking, he walked onto the poem mat.

The boy who pen and ink handed him the pen, and he wrote on the poem mat: "Frosted plum blossoms first remove the branches on the ridge..."

As soon as he finished writing, all the scholars surrounded him.

"Okay!" someone praised.

Next: "I don't know how many flowers and flowers are frozen. I can keep the taste of the soup, let him be deceived by the wind and snow..."

A poem Last night, the mats were crowded into a crowd. Everyone shouted, and the boy who pen and ink had been squeezed aside.

Others who have not seen the poems, but do not know the content of the poems.

Anyway, the entire Suyuan was in chaos at this time. Li Bo quietly walked off the platform on the VIP platform, and his fat body had already squeezed into the crowd.

Such a grand occasion really scared the group of VIPs on the platform.

Ji Sunxiang's eyes flashed with her eyes, thinking that even if it was her, no one would have liked her like this in Chudu.

Let's see how his poems are...

The voice of the boy in the pen and ink finally sounded: "Tang Yushi wrote "Cold Plum", 'Frost plums first, and the branches of the ridge are broken, and thousands of flowers are frozen. I don't know how to keep the taste of the soup, and let the wind and snow be deceived.', a seven-character quatrain, four-character poem!"

"Okay!" Meng Zhe suddenly bounced up from his seat.

Su Yuqiao stood up excitedly.

This poem... not only has a beautiful artistic conception, but also expresses emotions, which is exactly in line with the current situation of Wuling academic circles.

At this time, Wuling City was full of forces, including the East and West Palaces of the Saint School, the Crown Prince, the Ji Sun family, the Meng Sun family, the Dong Guo family, and the Lumen family, all of them were eyeing the Wuling academic community. Tang Yu wrote this poem, showing his pride.

My Wuling academic community has been passed down for thousands of years and has its own foundation. Can you break it just by thinking about it?

Poetry is good, meaning is better.

Today is a poetry meeting, which was originally a elegant occasion. Tang Yu had not gone out for several months. Today he went out to write poetry, just as the scholars of Wuling were besieged.

It is obvious that there are no good men and women in Moling, Baling, Ji Sun, and Dongguo today. Since Tang Yu is the number one talented man in Wuling, he wrote this poem and exposed their appearances.

All the scholars and masters of Wuling applauded, but the Dongguo family, Jisun family, and Baling Moling people looked embarrassed.
Chapter completed!