Chapter 468: The clouds are like clothes, the flowers are like faces, the spring breeze is lifting the threshold, and the dew is rich!
Asking her to take off her veil is simply an impossible task.
Huangfu Qiuyun on the side already showed disappointment in his eyes.
Her cold face turned to one side, as if she had given up hope.
"Meng Kaiyu?"
When Shangguan Yangrong saw no one answered, he directly called his name.
"I have little talent and little knowledge, which disappoints my eldest brother Shangguan."
Meng Kaiyu stood up from his seat and bowed deeply.
He knows how to measure and never shows too much.
What's more, in front of Shangguan Yangrong.
Shangguan Yangrong also frowned.
Meng Kaiyu, the most well-educated among the nephews of the four great aristocratic families, has given up the opportunity, so who else can come?
"Brother Meng, why don't you let me give it a try."
At this moment, Rong Jinglong stood up, patted his chest, and said shamelessly.
"Brother Rong Xian, don't make mistakes!"
Meng Kaiyu whispered, trying to stop him.
But Rong Jinglong was already staring at Huangfu Qiuyun and thinking carefully.
After a while, he shook his head and started chanting: "My daughter is sad, marrying a man is like a turtle."
"My daughter is worried, and a big monkey appears in the embroidery room."
While chanting, he watched Huangfu Qiuyun's reaction.
I saw Huangfu Qiuyun still like an iceberg, leaning against the horizontal railing at the edge of the arena.
He held his chin with his right hand and looked into the distance with his eyes, unwilling to look at Rong Jinglong at all.
The left hand that was naturally resting on the leg was clenched tightly.
Before Rong Jinglong could finish reading, Shangguan Yangrong had already interrupted him.
"What a nonsense!"
Shangguan Yangrong looked stern and reprimanded loudly: "This is the Fengchu Assembly, not your dirty Goulan Courtyard!"
"If you can't recite poetry, why bother to show off?"
"Sit down and listen carefully to how others pronounce it."
"yes."
Rong Jinglong's whole body trembled, he quickly closed his mouth and sat down.
Don’t dare to say it again!
Shangguan Yangrong has always been the guiding light on his path of cultivation.
Naturally, I have great respect for Shangguan Yangrong.
He had no objection to Shangguan Yangrong's reprimand.
Shangguan Yangrong raised his head and continued to scan the guests in the audience.
"Who else is willing to give it a try?"
Seeing these young talents from Medicine Master City shrinking their heads and tails, Shangguan Yangrong suddenly let out a long sigh in his heart.
"Sister Qiuyun, how about"
He turned around and wanted to discuss with Huangfu Qiuyun whether this poem recitation session should end hastily like this.
At this moment, a poem came to his ears.
"The clouds think of clothes, the flowers think of face, and the spring breeze lifts the sill and reveals the richness of the flowers."
He immediately turned around and saw a strange young man slowly walking out of the crowd.
Suddenly, everyone's eyes were focused on this stranger.
Who is this?
They were filled with doubts.
Some guests were shocked.
This is Ye Xinghe!
That unruly young man actually recited such a beautiful poem!
"If we hadn't met at the top of Qunyu Mountain, we would have met under the moonlight at Yaotai."
Ye Xinghe smiled slightly and looked at Huangfu Qiuyun.
"This Qingping tune is given to Miss Qiuyun."
"My name is Huangfu Qiuyun."
She tore off her veil, her eyebrows and eyes were curved as if they were about to drip.
A smile bloomed on her beautiful face.
Like the bright moon, it illuminates the entire Huangfu family mansion!
It blends with the surrounding light and shadow, just right, and outlines a wonderful picture.
One point more is too fat, one point less is too thin.
In an instant, the entire courtyard was silent.
Everyone stared at Huangfu Qiuyun's face, not daring to express their anger.
I'm afraid that my rude behavior will destroy this beautiful scenery.
I just want to quickly reflect everything in front of me into my brain!
Shangguan Yangrong, however, was still bowing his head in thought.
"The clouds think of clothes, the flowers think of face, the spring breeze lifts the sill and reveals the richness of the flowers."
He pondered twice and raised his head suddenly.
"What a Qingping tune, what a poem, what a poem!"
"A woman likes her appearance. No wonder Sister Qiuyun is willing to take off her veil for you."
"Master, please stay a moment."
Ye Xinghe nodded slightly.
Shangguan Yangrong hugged Ye Xinghe's fists, turned to the people under the ring, and said loudly: "Everyone, this first level has been passed."
"The banquet has been prepared, please come to the banquet living room to enjoy!"
"Let's eat and learn from each other."
Then he looked at Ye Xinghe: "Master Ye, please stay."
Hearing this, everyone had a look of jealousy and envy on their faces.
"This Ye Xinghe deserves to be taken seriously by Brother Shangguan!"
"Isn't it just that I can write a few acid poems? What's so great about it!"
"That's right, I have to give him a color check later."
Several people gritted their teeth and whispered, reluctantly got up and headed to the banquet room.
After they were almost gone, Shangguan Yangrong and Huangfu Qiuyun jumped down from the ring.
"I am Shangguan Yangrong, do you know your surname?"
"Ye Xinghe."
Ye Xinghe did not hide anything and said calmly.
Shangguan Yangrong was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Unexpectedly, Ye Xinghe has just become famous in our Medicine Master City."
"Not only is his strength and courage extraordinary, but his literary talent is also very comparable."
The three of them chatted for a while, Shangguan Yangrong and Huangfu Qiuyun both stood up:
"Master Ye, let's go to the banquet hall!"
Ye Xinghe naturally did everything he could, and they went to the banquet living room together.
After Ye Xinghe came in, he found that something was wrong with the atmosphere in the hall.
Everyone's eyes were focused on him.
The ingredients are complex, including scrutiny, ridicule, and jealousy.
"Is this the great poet just now? He looks ordinary!"
"Wearing ordinary clothes, but a pariah, he can still see Miss Qiuyun's beauty. What a bad luck!"
"He's just an ant from the fifth floor of the Shengang Realm. How can he sneak into the Phoenix Young Assembly with just one mouth? No wonder Mr. Rong dares to tease him like this!"
These people were whispering to each other.
He chuckled from time to time.
It seems that we are waiting for a good show.
When Rong Jinglong saw Ye Xinghe coming, his neck suddenly shrank.
Ye Xinghe's power made him fearful.
But Ye Xinghe's humiliation made him even more resentful.
If you don't avenge this revenge, won't you become a laughing stock in Medicine Master City in the future?
A flash of hatred flashed across his eyes.
He stood up and greeted him immediately.
"Oh, isn't this our great poet?"
He led Ye Xinghe to the table and greeted enthusiastically: "Sit down quickly!"
Ye Xinghe glanced around and saw that the large banquet living room was already full of people.
Especially in front of Ye Xinghe.
On the five seats, there were five people sitting in ordinary clothes. They were obviously dressed as guards, and they all had the strength of the fifth level of Shen Gang Realm.
It is the attendant of the Rong family who was arranged by Rong Jinglong to sit here.
At this time, Rong Jinglong seemed to see that the seats were already full, and he couldn't help but pretended to be surprised and said: "Ah, I'm sorry, there are no seats for our great poet."
"I can only ask the great poet to stand beside me!"
"Nothing!"
He smiled, his eyes filled with the pleasure of revenge: