Ninth Grade Jailer: He actually went on a blind date with the leader of the Demon Cult at the beginning Chapter 272 Can you still write poetry? I still have one in stock!
Chapter 272 Can you still write poetry? I still have one in stock!
the other side.
All the talented people frowned and thought deeply.
Li Nuo was not involved.
He has been busy with poetry recently, and indeed he rarely writes poetry.
But having said that, it's no problem to let him carry the poems, and it won't waste any brain cells. I'm afraid the mountain chief won't be able to protect him.
He remembered that he had pretended to be cool at the Princess Wen Banquet and wrote the songs "Peach Blossom Temple" and "Human Face Peach Blossom". The results were not good and he almost broke the seal. Fortunately, the mountain chief discovered it in time and used his magical power to suppress it.
.Otherwise, if your talent is soaring and your writing is astonishing, you won’t be able to hide anything.
So, forget it this time.
Just look at the performance of these juniors. You'd better eat more melon to fill your stomach.
However, the more leisurely and comfortable Li Nuo acted, the more uncertain the officers on board the other ships became when they saw him.
On the terrace by the lake.
Qin Yishuang said jokingly: "Sister Wan, you see, after Zi'an became a martial artist, he completely lost his Confucian temperament. He is devouring food as if he has never eaten in eight lifetimes."
Cui Wanwan defended Li Nuo: "Wu Fu has a big appetite, he must be hungry."
Qin Yishuang retorted: "Everyone is writing poems, but he is eating. It seems that he has really exhausted his talent."
Cui Wanwan looked back at Qin Yishuang and smiled sweetly: "Sister Shuang, from your tone, it seems that you are targeting Zian. Has he offended you before?"
"Sister, maybe you heard wrong. Sister, I am fighting for you."
Qin Yishuang didn't know what was going on with her. Seeing Li Zian not being affected by anything outside at all, she became angry.
In fact, Li Zian is really similar to Huijue in this aspect.
This is also the unique temperament of a person with a strong heart.
"Maybe my sister heard it wrong. Let's go down too. We'll be laying wreaths soon."
Looking at the exquisite garland bracelet on her wrist, Cui Wanwan relaxed her eyebrows and thought to herself, I wonder if he will be surprised or embarrassed when they meet again later?
Qin Yishuang was a little confused.
She suddenly felt that her best friend, who was many years younger than her, seemed to have changed...
The time for another stick of incense has passed.
Carefully selected poems have been presented to those talented women.
Through the comments, it is unanimously agreed that the poems of the Western Chu Tanhua Li Henshan, the Imperial Academy Lu Zhishan, the Lushan Academy Cui Liyan, and the monster Hu Mubai are equally comparable.
"Zian, half the time has passed, why haven't you written yet?"
Cui Liyan said anxiously.
Li Nuo was a little drunk at this time, so he lay directly on the bow of the boat, looking up at the starry sky under the night sky, and suddenly felt how beautiful this scenery was.
"It's not you."
Li Nuo said lazily.
Cui Liyan shook his head and said, "Jiang Jingze hasn't handed in his poems yet. I heard that he was born with a star of literature and music. I'm afraid I can't compare to his literary talent."
After a while.
As expected, Jiang Jingze also submitted the poem. As soon as the poem came out, the women in the cabin immediately let out a cry of exclamation.
The demon clan has surrendered.
After all, they are demons, and it is indeed difficult for them to write poems. It is difficult for them to rely on Hu Mubai alone as a demon to support them.
Hu Mubai smiled and consoled him: "Don't be discouraged. The important thing is to participate. It is not advisable to use one's own shortcomings to attack the other's strong points."
Hu Meier rolled her eyes and said softly: "Brother Mu Bai, have you considered cooperating with brother Zian?"
"Zi'an is a very sophisticated person, and I'm afraid that you may be deceived by him because you are not experienced in the world."
Looking at his innocent childhood sweetheart, Hu Mubai was also a little helpless.
Cooperate with Zian?
Isn’t that seeking skin from a tiger?
"No! I believe my eyes. Peng Wanli was indeed beheaded by Brother Zian!"
The fox beauty's eyes were firm, and she described the environment she saw and her own experiences in detail.
Hu Mubai frowned and thought, and suddenly thought of something.
He wondered: "Mountain of knives, sea of fire, pulling out tongues...were you imprisoned in [Purgatory Tower] before? But that's not right, [Purgatory Tower] is in Yuzhou City..."
Hu Mei'er was surprised: "Brother Mubai, it's really possible! I've read it from the ancient books of our demon clan. The environment at that time was really as described in the book!"
"This Li Zian is really not simple!"
Hu Mubai murmured.
Hu Meier clapped her hands and praised: "The more powerful brother Zian is, the better. It would be even better if he could protect you and return to Wanyao Mountain."
Hu Mubai nodded and said, "Well, after the literary meeting is over, I will go find him and have a detailed chat."
…
Back to business.
After being suppressed by the Western Chu scholar, the people in the Imperial College were as disgusted as if they had eaten flies.
Fortunately, they also understood that there was an internal conflict between the Imperial College and Lushan. Now that Xi Chu was taking the lead, they naturally had to deal with the outside world in unison, so they turned their attention to Lushan, hoping that Lushan could be stabilized.
Now, all it takes is the last poem from Lushan to be submitted.
Time passes quickly.
The talented ladies also took off their garlands from their wrists and prepared to write their favorite poems.
Cui Liyan hurriedly pushed Li Nuo and gritted his teeth and said: "Zian, stop drinking! Write a poem quickly, otherwise we will lose. It doesn't matter if we lose, but if Xi Chu takes advantage of us, we will become eternal sinners!"
In fact, this competition is unfair.
The students from Dayin's side only had the highest honor of being a civil servant. However, the students from Xichu's side were all Confucian scholars who had passed the Jinshi examination, so their literary quality was of course much stronger.
But no one cares about this, and no one will bring it up.
To lose is to lose.
A win is a win.
Lu Zhishan, who was also anxious, suppressed his blush and shouted: "Li Zian, as long as you can defeat the Xichu people, I, Lu Zhishan, will be your little brother, leading your horse and whip!"
This Lu Zhishan can be considered a risk-taker.
This surprised Li Nuo.
I had a lot of dealings with Lu Zhishan before.
Jiangnan Lu family!
Jiangnan Jieyuan!
What an arrogant person, who actually learned to bow his head?
Suddenly, Li Nuo thought of Bachelor Du Yan, whose defense was broken by his song "Human Face Peach Blossom".
It must be the result of Du Yan’s tireless teachings, right?
On the Xi Chu Wen ship, Li Henshan laughed proudly: "The time is coming soon, so what if Li Zian is as talented as eight Dou? You can't write a poem in this little time! Li Zian, you can only use your words."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Li Nuo rubbed his sleepy eyes and asked: "Li Yan, what poem did Jiang Jingze just write?"
Cui Liyan hurriedly recited: "The smoke wave moves slightly and the shadows are dark, the blue color is not as deep as the green color, the boat is pressing on the lake and the human color is, leaning on the south wind and laughing at the spring breeze..."
Li Nuo praised: "What a poem!"
"I know it's a good poem, so that's why I want you to step in and suppress him!"
Cui Liyan said nervously.
The other scholars also looked at Li Nuo expectantly: This guy who can always create miracles, shouldn't he be able to boast tonight?
Li Nuo took another sip of wine: "Look what I've done? My foundation in Confucianism and Taoism is gone, so where can I find the literary spirit to compose poetry?"
"Then didn't you write several popular poems before?"
Someone asked in confusion.
"That's my old inventory."
Li Nuo really has no interest in these competitions. He might as well go to the [Purgatory Tower] and chat with Princess Taiping.
But there are some things that he just can't escape.
Over there in Xichu.
Jiang Jingze provoked: "Li Zian, don't you want to know what treasure I brought? If you can beat me in this game, I will tell you!"
This is not the case.
Interest came immediately!
Li Nuo's eyes lit up and he said with great interest: "It's true!"
"a man of his words!"
Jiang Jingze said confidently.
"Hey! You forced me to do this! Come here! I'll serve you with pen, ink, paper and inkstone!"
Li Nuo laughed loudly, grabbed a jar of wine and poured it into his mouth.
Mumble, mumble.
After two kilograms of wine, Li Nuo sighed happily, then grabbed a pen and began to write on the paper with flying colors.
The cursive handwriting in one hand stands out above the rest.
"Zian, didn't you say you can't write poetry? Ah, this, this..."
Cui Liyan hurriedly grabbed the paper and took a look, and was instantly shocked!
"Oh, I suddenly remembered that I still have a song in stock. It just happened to be the occasion, so I used it."