At the door of the inn, Xiao Xi held Yue Feng's hand tightly, with admiration on her face: "Sir, you didn't see it. After you finished writing that poem, all those people were dumbfounded! Young master, you are so awesome!"
Xiao Xi held Yue Feng's arm, not to mention how beautiful it was. She knew that once the young master made a move, he would definitely stun everyone!
Yue Feng looked at her with a smile: "Is it good? Then what do you think is good about it?"
Haha, the poem just now is called "Tian Jing Sha·Qiu Si" and was written by Ma Zhiyuan, a writer from the Yuan Dynasty. Can it be bad?
Xiao Xi tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said, "Anyway, I think it's very powerful, and the words are so beautiful."
She doesn't understand poetry, but she can also feel the vicissitudes of life in the poems.
Hahaha...
Hearing this, Yue Feng laughed and reached out to touch Xiao Xi's head.
"Master-in-law!" At this moment, an excited voice was heard from behind.
Yue Feng looked back subconsciously.
Not far away, I saw a woman running over in high heels, panting from exhaustion. It was Peony!
"Master Yue, please come back with me. This year's Lotus Talent is none other than you." Mudan walked up to Yue Feng and said softly. A few drops of fragrant sweat were already seeping out on her forehead.
Thank God, I finally found him, finally found him...
"Miss Mudan, am I not the younger brother you call me? Why have I become the son-in-law again?" Yue Feng said with a half-smile.
In today's world, people really like to judge people by their appearance.
Mudan bit her lip tightly and felt her face turn red with embarrassment. She did not expect that the young master-in-law in front of her would be so talented. And just now she looked down on him...
"My lord-in-law, I was wrong..." Mudan said softly: "My lord-in-law, you must follow me back. The title of Lotus Talent must belong to you..."
"No need." Yue Feng waved his hand, took Xiao Xi's hand, and walked to the inn.
Peony was stunned. The title of Lotus Talent is the highest title for a man of letters! He doesn't want this great honor?
Mudan was anxious, almost crying. She walked a few steps quickly and stopped in front of Yue Feng: "Master Yue, I'm sorry, I had a bad attitude before. I apologize to you. If I don't take you back, the sect leader will punish me."
Yes, please, Mr.-in-law...I beg you..."
This poetry conference was organized by Emperor Wenzong and was only held every three years!
This son-in-law's poems are the best in the world. If we don't take him back, the sect master will definitely be angry.
"Master-in-law, can I kneel down for you..." Mudan bent her knees and was about to kneel down.
As a result, when her knees immediately hit the ground, Yue Feng raised his hand, and a soft internal force gently lifted her up.
"Okay, I'll go back with you." Yue Feng looked helpless and could only nod.
There are so many people on the street. If she doesn't go back with her, she will be pestered endlessly.
"Thank you, Mr.-in-law!" Mudan was overjoyed and quickly led the way.
After a while, Yue Feng and Xiao Xi were brought to the city gate.
There were more than 200 cars parked at the gate of the city! Seeing this scene, Xiao Xi was shocked.
You know, in this Dongao continent, only children from rich families can buy a car. The price of a car is really expensive. Ordinary people can't afford one even if they don't eat or drink all their lives. At this time, the city