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1978
Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Xiaoxue, why do you ask? I told you, I forgot"
Su Qingxue blinked and said: "I think the woman who can attract my husband's attention must not be simple. We will find out later"
"My princess, why do you keep thinking about Qing'er? Are you jealous?" Ye Fan said with a narrow smile.
Su Qingxue gave the man an angry look, reached for the wine bottle, and poured Ye Fan a glass of wine.
"Husband, let's drink and watch the dance, I'm not that stingy"
As he was talking, the women on the stage had begun to perform various tricks.
A group of five people went to all directions, showing unique dance postures, some charming, some playful, some elegant, with different styles.
Many of the literati at the scene had their eyes straightened.
Especially some poor literati, who don¡¯t have the opportunity to see so many beautiful women on weekdays, some of them have already turned red in the face.
There are many women on this stage who wink at these literati and take the initiative to tease them.
Especially the place where Su¡¯s painted fan was sitting, it received countless flirtatious glances.
However, Su Huashan looked calm and relaxed, smiling and enjoying the dance, as if no one could disturb his mood.
This elegance and easy-going made some of the literati present secretly admire him.
A pair of slightly pitiful and slightly resentful eyes were projected from the dancers and fell on Ye Fan.
Ye Fan actually felt it, but he pretended not to notice it. After all, Gu Qing was not a fuel-efficient lamp. Ye Fan knew that this woman was just faking it!
However, although Gu Qing's eyes did not arouse Ye Fan's reaction, Su Qingxue noticed it.
"Husbandthat woman is so beautiful, and she has been looking at you. Could it be that she is Qing'er?" Su Qingxue asked.
"Is there any? I didn't see it. My princess is so beautiful that I can no longer tolerate other women in my eyes," Ye Fan said seriously.
"My husband will always make fun of me" Su Qingxue was helpless for a while, but she began to observe Gu Qing carefully.
Finally, the song ended and the dancing stopped.
More than 50 women participating in the Oiran Competition took out their own exquisite flower name tags and walked around the stage before thanking them and leaving.
When she saw the name tag, Su Qingxue's eyes suddenly lit up and she said with a smile: "Sure enough, she is Qing'er, husband This woman seems to have never forgotten you."
Ye Fan said with a stiff smile: "Nothing, just drinkdrink"
Raising the glass, Ye Fan drank it all in one gulp.
He had just drank this wine yesterday when he was drunk for a thousand days. It seemed that the Linlang Poetry Club was indeed of high quality and could use such expensive wine.
"Brother, drink less when you are drunk for a thousand days. You will have to compose poems later. Although wine can make you happy, you can't be greedy," Ye Wanqing reminded.
"What kind of poem are you writing? I told you I'm just here to join in the fun" Ye Fan waved his hand.
He has a very clear goal tonight, he will leave after the show, and the Oiran Competition will have nothing to do with him, so he can get through it safely.
Ye Wanqing pouted, looking unhappy, and there was nothing she could do about Ye Fan.
At this time, Taifu Zhang stood up and raised his voice: "Everyone, today we gather again at the Linlang Poetry Club. I would like to toast you all"
Hundreds of people in the audience stood up one after another, including King Qi, and drank with Taifu Zhang, "Thank you, Taifu"
Zhang Sheng finished the toast and said directly without saying much nonsense: "Among you, some of you have been to the poetry meeting several times, and some of you are here for the first time this year.
But the rules of the Poetry Society are clearly written on the invitations, and everyone should be familiar with them.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Out out the first poem theme tonight, which is based on the dance music just now! "
As soon as these words came out, at least half of the people present were confused.
"Dance music? What kind of music is that?"
"Is this title about dance music?"
While everyone was guessing, a voice said loudly: "The song just now was called 'Thousands of Feelings', and it was composed by Zhang Huo, a composer more than 1,300 years ago.
It tells the story of a woman who longs for her beloved husband far away. Although it sounds euphemistic, it is actually deeply affectionate and quite touching
Presumably the title of Mr. Zhang¡¯s title should be ¡®A man and a woman love each other¡¯?¡±
"Haha He is indeed the most talented man in the imperial city. He is exactly what the fan said." Zhang Sheng nodded with a smile.
The whole audience immediately let out exclamations of exclamation again, appreciating Su Huafan's knowledge and appreciation. Although many people also heard it, Su Huafan dared to be the first to say it, which was a sign of confidence.
After the topic was revealed, a waiter holding a lottery tube walked up to Mr. Zhang.
Mrs. Zhang reached out and took out a name tag at random, and read out: "Feisha City, Baili Qingtian Haha, it seems that he is a talented person from the Baili family. For this first question, you will write the poem first!"
In the second row, a man wearing a black brocade robe stood up and cupped his hands, "Baili Qingtian, I have seen all of you teachers and friends I would like to show my shame, so I will write a song about lovesickness"
Baili Qingtian pondered slightly, and immediately recited confidently: "The elders are endless, drink in the cold evening. There is endless joy before the silence. The old son is still on the mountain after coming to bed"
While he was reading, Ye Danqing and several other writers in the audience were quickly jotting down notes. Everyone would write a version, and they were afraid of missing something or making a mistake.
The poems they recorded will be sent directly to a group of highly respected literati on one side for evaluation and final scoring for each talent.
As soon as the word was read, applause erupted from the scene, and many people applauded.
As soon as Baili Qingtian sat down, a talented man in front of him stood up again.
"The student comes from Dazheng University, his surname is Lu, and his last name is Xin"
Many people at the scene exclaimed
"So it's Lu Xin from Dazheng University? No wonder he can sit in the first row!"
"I heard that he is the number one poet in Dazheng University, but he was born in a poor family, otherwise he would be able to compete with Su Huafan"
Lu Xin was neither humble nor arrogant. After pondering for a while, he also started to read poems
"They are all run by Gongkanmu. When Can La saw you, Fang Qie drank wine at the end, and the fisherman's song was invincible with tears in his eyes"
After reading a poem, there were bursts of applause at the scene.
Ye Fan was drinking wine and was a little confused when he heard these cheers. They seemed to be ordinary. How could these people feel so good?
After passing the message to several people in succession, it reached Ye Fan¡¯s position.
For a moment, the attention of the whole audience was extremely concentrated. Everyone had long been looking forward to the level of the most popular Prince Consort Ye recently. They wanted to see it to believe it.
Including Taifu Zhang and King Qi, they were also looking forward to it with great interest.
Ye Fan was a little confused, "Thishow did this get to me? Everyone has to do it?"
There was a burst of laughter at the scene, and some people shook their heads helplessly.
"Consort Ye, did you not read the rules of the poetry meeting on the invitation?" Taifu Zhang asked with a smile.
Ye Fan shook his head, "No"
"Brotheryou really didn't watch it!? I thought you came here with good intentions." Ye Wanqing quickly explained to Ye Fan in a low voice.
It turns out that, except for the first person in the Linlang Poetry Club, the decision was made by drawing lots, and the next order was to give priority to the most famous talents in the first row.
???????? Wait until the first row has finished its round, and then go to the back.
After the talented man¡¯s turn came, he had two choices: either write the poem quickly, or punish himself with three cups of wine!
Generally speaking, those who can sit in the first row cannot even compose a poem. Even if the preparation time is shorter than other talents, they will not be punished with alcohol.
"Consort Ye, this is the rule. Please let everyone appreciate your work" Mr. Zhang said with a smile.
"Oh I got it".
Ye Fan nodded, now he understood.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Just as everyone is eagerly awaiting, intends to evaluate Ye Fan's strength
Suddenly, Ye Fan took the wine glasses from Su Qingxue and Ye Wanqing, and filled the three glasses directly!
¡°Gudong, Gudong¡ Gudong, Gudong¡ Gudong, Gudong¡¡±
After being drunk for a thousand days, Ye Fan wiped his lips and smacked his tongue with enjoyment, "AhI punish myself with three drinks! I'm done! Next one!"
The whole place fell silent. Su Qingxue and Ye Wanqing didn't know what to say. They knew that Ye Fan didn't want to write poetry, but they didn't expect to resist to this extent! ?
The other talented people were even more speechless. Even the well-informed Master Zhang was a little stimulated at this moment and couldn't say a word for a long time. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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