The two people's verbal battle became more and more intense, and it became a good show.
Just when the two of them couldn't get along, Miss Qin Kui spoke again: "Both young masters are talented in the world, but today there is a poem that is even better."
"Miss Qin Kui, are you saying there is someone better than me? Even if you want to break up the fight, you don't have to make this excuse." Meng Yuan smiled.
Who is he? He's the top criminal record.
As the number one scholar, can he lose to others in terms of literary talent? Let alone a group of northern barbarians, no one even in Jiangnan can compare with him.
"Meng Yuan, do you really think that you, the number one scholar, are the leader in the world? I have married countless talented people in the North, but you are only shallow." Ma Daye continued to mock.
Anyway, his articles are not as good as Meng Yuan's, but he still has this self-awareness.
Since he couldn't take the lead, he would still be happy to see someone who could suppress Meng Yuan.
"A vulgar person has little knowledge?" Meng Yuan couldn't help but laugh.
Veins popped up on Ma Daye's forehead and he shouted angrily: "You are a southern barbarian and you are guilty. What is there to say? I am a good boy from the north, and there are many people with outstanding literary talents. Although I don't know who this person is.
, but this person must be a decent, clean person. It’s not like he almost became a eunuch."
"You're right, of course you can't get to know such an outstanding person."
Meng Yuan no longer paid attention to Ma Daye, but looked at Miss Qin Kui and asked: "Girl, I don't know who this person is, what is it about the article that can catch the girl's eyes? Is it flattery?"
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Someone could be stronger than him? He didn't believe it.
Without waiting for the diligent girl to respond, Ma Daye mocked: "Meng Zhuangyuan, you said that, are you afraid that you won the number one scholar by relying on flattery? You won't be trying to please your daughter in her boudoir, right?"
After the words fell, there was another burst of laughter, and everyone couldn't help but have such a picture in their minds.
Ma Daye smiled proudly and said loudly: "I don't know who has made a gift that can surpass Meng Zhuangyuan. But no matter who it is, he will become a guest of my Ma family. If you don't dislike it, I, Ma Daye, are willing to make friends with you."
I am a big brother. Moreover, I am willing to give you a luxury house."
After saying that, he looked at Meng Yuan proudly, "Although I don't know this person, I am rich."
Can't you make friends even if you have money? On the contrary, it's you, a down-and-out number one scholar, who doesn't even have the money to go to a flower house, but you don't deserve to be in front of me.
"It's so stupid."
Meng Yuan snorted coldly, not even looking at Ma Daye.
He felt very uncomfortable because he really had no money.
The little money he earned from selling articles was only enough to make money. If he hadn't hooked up with Qin Mo Sheng, he would have gone to White Deer College to become a teacher.
"This little girl has average eyesight. To show fairness, I invite everyone to come and appreciate this person's talent."
With that said, Miss Qin Kui asked her attendant to bring the gift to everyone for appreciation.
"Haha, I want to be the first to appreciate my eldest brother's gifts."
Ma Daye laughed and got off the boat first.
He knew that Meng Yuan was mocking him in his heart, thinking that he was just a fool who knew how to use money.
But he recognizes his elder brother, but this is his plan.
Will the person who can surpass Meng Yuan in literary talent be an ordinary person?
He kept mocking Meng Yuan, but it was a fact that Meng Yuan was the number one scholar and his literary talent was unparalleled in the world.
This person can beat Meng Yuan. Even if he is unknown now, he will be named on the gold list in the future.
What he did well today was his kindness to that person.
So he hoped from the bottom of his heart that the man was a down-and-out scholar.
Even if he is not a down-and-out scholar, but is a big shot, there is nothing wrong with him fawning over big shots, and he will gain a reputation as someone who values his talents.
Everyone also left their seats one after another to take a quick look. If it were ordinary, they would not agree.
"Please, girl, please deliver the gift in person."
Ma Daye took it from the maid's hand and licked his lips at the girl.
After that, he lowered his head and looked at the article in his hand.
Just for a moment, the smile solidified.
He had seen this font before, and it seemed so familiar to him. That day, Bai Yan wrote an amazing article. He specifically found the article and read it himself.
"Bai Yan? How could it be him?" Ma Daye's head suddenly froze and he almost lost his breath.
This poem was written by Bai Yan, so he had been praising Bai Yan just now.
Forget it, he still has to accept Bai Yan as his eldest brother and give his mansion to Bai Yan...
"Oh? I don't know what kind of talent it is, but it made Master Ma react like this. Isn't it shocking?"
At this time, Meng Yuan came closer and looked at Fu.
His reaction was different from Ma Daye's, he laughed directly.
"The person who wrote this handwriting is probably not a five-year-old child, and he also wants to be a guest?"
He didn't even care about the content, but the font dissuaded him.
"Meng Yuan, are you blind? Can't you see the content?"
Ma Daye said coldly.
"content?"
Meng Yuan started reading, and his expression finally changed like Ma Daye's.
This poem was so good, it was the best he had ever seen in his life.
In fact, he liked the rhythm of Fu very much. He had read every masterpiece and kept it in mind.
He thought that his talent was unparalleled in the world, and could even be compared with the great masters in ancient times.
But this poem made him trapped in it and unable to extricate himself.
"Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful! I admit defeat."
After Meng Yuan read it, he said three wonderful words in a row, and he was convinced.
His words also surprised everyone.
If it can make the No. 1 scholar feel defeated, wouldn't it be an eternal masterpiece?
But after reading the article, many people looked relieved.
Like Ma Daye, they all recognized the handwriting.
Bai Yan was able to write such an article, so it is not surprising that he would write such a poem now.
"You bastard, you are still the number one scholar. You can't even compete with a piece of poetry. However, I am very curious as to who did it."
On the awning boat, Qin Mo Sheng was very dissatisfied with Meng Yuan's performance.
However, he also thought that he could recommend this person to his father.
Qin Mosheng was also curious, but it was a pity that she was a girl and could not squeeze forward like a group of men.
"Whose article is this? Why is there no signature?" Meng Yuan asked loudly.
"I don't know, little girl. I don't know who the big shot is. Can I meet him?" Miss Qin Kui also asked.
She also wanted to meet that person, but unfortunately, he didn't have a signature. She was afraid that he didn't want to show up, so it would be difficult to meet him.
However, she asked for a long time, but no one responded, as if that person had already left.
"It seems that we still have an expert hermit in Yanzhou City. I must find him and recruit him to my father." Qin Mo Sheng said vowedly.
Compared to Meng Yuan, he prefers this kind of low-key person.