There are many poems with the theme of "Jiangnan" and it is very difficult to write new ideas.

What’s even more troublesome is that Song Bieqing’s poem “Remembering Jiangnan” is a rare six-character regulated verse, which is a test of his skills.

The "Three Hundred Poems in Meng" selects classics since the Holy Court has written texts. It just so happens that Song Bieqing's poem "Jiangnan" talks about Jiangnan on Jiannan Road.

With this topic, it is obviously Xu Yi who took advantage of it, because Mr. Yun San may only know that there is a Jiangnan Road in Jiannan Road, and he has never reached the end.

Therefore, the second-level star official caused a sensation as soon as he revealed the subject.

Mr. Yun looked calm and unmoved at all. "Since your poems have been written, let's not waste time. Each time we compare the limit of one-quarter incense stick, the material is enough for you to scrape your stomach."

Xu Yi said, "After the host's wishes, the third son asks you."

Mr. Yun sneered, grabbed the jade case that had been laid into the four treasures of the study, and grabbed the wolf's hair, and rows of words that looked like elf fell on the noisy white paper, "The wind was so fast that the crows were not over, and the rain came and fought against the ants was soaring. It was really not yet peaceful. The north of the world was seen as the south."

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole room was silent, and then a shocking cheer burst out.

"So anxious and poetic, so proud, is worthy of being the crown of Yun's poetry and amazing talent!"

"It's not simple, it's really not simple. The whole text has no Jiangnan, but it's all about Jiangnan. The third young master Yun has never been to Jiangnan regularly, but he only relies on Tiwudu, Fighting the Ant Forest, and the two famous scenic spots in Jiangnan, so he brought the whole poem to life!"

"If it is just a creation, it is not a shocking talent. The key is that the third young master Yun actually used the crying wu crossing the river and fighting the ant forest, and used it alive. The wind was so fast that the crying wu was not over, and the rain came and fought the ants were still in full swing. It was such a wonderful sentence, a wonderful sentence!"

"The first two sentences are indeed not vulgar, but the last two sentences are even better. It is true that the truth is not yet at ease. The north of the world is as south. If you savor it carefully, it means a long way. As the saying goes: that is also right and wrong, and this is also right and wrong. Just like a person expresses it, and the expression is the middle time. When the east is looking at it, the south is as far as the north is, the expression is mixed, and the heart should be confused. The world is clear and the human feelings are sophisticated. It is really a rare aphorism!"

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The whole audience cheered constantly, and Xu Yi savored it secretly, but was deeply surprised. Yun Sanjie arrived here, which surprised him quite a lot.

"You deserve it. You are asking for trouble. Comparing poetry with those surnamed Yun depends on how you deal with it. No matter how you deal with it, you must not lose me... Princess Yinqiu's face is really not good. Just say that Princess Yinqiu's poems are not titled Jiangnan. No matter what, you cannot lose Princess Yinqiu's face."

Mr. Xu in the curtains had a feeling again, and she was really anxious.

It doesn't matter if you don't have a name, but it's important that Xu Yi makes a fool of himself and puts her on her head, making her face lose all her face and become a joke. It's even more terrifying than death.

Xu Yi accepted his feelings but ignored her.

Mr. Yun looked at him and said, "How is the practice almost done? You haven't picked out the hundreds of poems from Princess Yinqiu? Or Princess Yinqiu has not written any poems related to He Jiangnan. Otherwise, I'd better change the subject matter. This young master is of good nature today and is willing to accompany him."

Xu Yi sneered, "I'm afraid I'll disappoint the third son. But I was thinking, since it was a bet, I should set the bet. This top-grade water spirit stone is a gift given to the princess by His Highness the Prince. If the third son loses, His Highness the Prince may have to change a new gift and come to find Princess Yinqiu in person to make a decision."

Xu Yi clearly changed his concepts and didn't say anything about bets just now, nor did he bet on this top-grade water spirit stone. His explanation at this moment was to force Mr. Yun to the third son.

He was too good at grasping the thoughts of noble children like Mr. Yun. He expected that at this moment, even if he changed his concept, Mr. Yun would definitely not be able to get down on his face and argue with him.

"Big words and threats, bluffing! Very good. Yun responded to this bet. If I lose, this top-grade water spirit stone will be given to Princess Yinqiu. If you lose, you will join my Yun family as a slave. Princess Yinqiu, how dare you respond?"

Mr. Yunsong said coldly.

He didn't think so much as Xu Yi thought. He was afraid that he would not be able to come to Taiwan, so he agreed to the bet. Instead, he didn't take Xu Yi or Princess Yin Qiu seriously.

What is it that must be won?

Mr. Xu was about to speak in the curtain, but listened to Xu Yi, "The third young master is so forgetful. Since Princess Yinqiu has given me full authority to endorse the speech, I can naturally make the decision. This bet will be completed."

After saying that, Xu Yi grabbed the wolf's hair and wrote it on the noisy paper. Rows of steep and straight thin gold-style words stood upright on the paper like pine trees. "The willow leaves sing and the elephant is dark green, the lotus flowers are setting and the sun is red. Thirty-six ponds of smoke and water, and I want to see Jiangnan with my white heads."

Crack, the Lingxi Jue in Young Master Xu's palm in the curtain fell to the ground, and his beautiful eyes shot out amazing brilliance.

As Xu Yi finished writing, Mr. Yun took three steps in a row, his eyes lost their minds, and his eyes were empty to the white paper full of pine trees.

The whole room was filled with silence. If the poems of Mr. Yun’s San were enough to make people applaud, they could also analyse the wonders of his poems.

Xu Yi's poem completely introduced a wonderful artistic conception to people. Then, he was silent in that long melancholy, unable to extricate himself, and he was judged immediately.

"No, this poem was not written by Princess Yinqiu. Princess Yinqiu is young, how could he feel that the Prime Minister has seen Jiangnan in his old age? Looking at people with poetry, this must have been written by an old man who has experienced many vicissitudes."

A middle-aged man in purple robe shouted loudly, "He is the Yun family mission, second only to the third son of Yun."

"What do you say about the third young master?"

Xu Yi smiled and said, "It seems that your people have already decided the winner for me."

The middle-aged man with purple robe suddenly turned dark and he called out a secretly bad. He spoke out and questioned the author of the poem, which clearly stated that he was a false recognition of "I want to see Jiangnan with my head" than "I see the north of the world as the south".

Otherwise, if the latter is not as good as the former, he will not be questioned.

Mr. Yun's third son's face froze, suddenly turned pale, and then flushed red. "I am also very curious about the original author of this poem." It was obvious that he was following the words of middle-aged man in purple robe.

Speaking words that are ignorant, especially those in his own poems and comments, saying words that are against one’s will is what Mr. Yun despises him.

But now, he had a boat overturned in the gutter. So what if he didn't go against his will? Do you really admit that this is Princess Yinqiu's work and export the top-grade water spirit stone?

He would rather bear the infamy than bear such heavy losses.

Mr. Yun knew that today's words would definitely cause great losses to his reputation.

Sure enough, as soon as Mr. Yun finished speaking, a sneer suddenly erupted in the audience.

Even the beautiful women and noble ladies who had been pursuing him before showed contempt and whispered, and privately reviewed two works, but the sound was still heard.
Chapter completed!