Marry Changle in Datang

Chapter 152 Shocked the crowd, the students were astonished
Cui Tu nodded, cupped his hands and replied respectfully: "If I go back to Master Confucius, since I, Cui, dare to say it today, I naturally have evidence."

"Just when he was chanting, I have already sent my servants to go home to get my ancestor's handbook."

"Master Kong, you and your lords just need to wait for a while, and we will definitely bring iron-like evidence by then!!"

Cui Tu swears and is full of confidence, as if Qin Wenyuan is determined.

As time passed by, Cui Tu's self-confidence also made Chang Le worry.

Although she believed in her husband's talent, but this man was too confident, plus he was born with five surnames and seven surnames, so it was impossible not to worry.

Qin Wenyuan also saw it, chuckled, touched his wife's cold little hand, and said calmly: "Madam, don't worry, it's just a clown."

Hearing this, Changle was relieved. Knowing Qin Wenyuan, she knew that her husband was sure.

"Ah."

Chang Le smiled and replied.

Immediately, when everyone was suspicious of Qin Wenyuan, the servant of the Cui family came running out of breath, holding something solemn in his hand, sending a letter.

Cui Tu laughed out loud when he saw the manuscript.

He took the letter, then emptied the letter, faced everyone, and said loudly: "Everyone, please look, this is the letter of Cui Xingzhi, the ancestor of my Cui family."

"Now, I will open it in front of everyone, and expose the face of Qin Wenyuan's so-called sage of poetry!!"

The corners of Cui Tu's mouth turned up, and he looked at Qin Wenyuan, who was undisturbed on the stage, with a sinister smile.

Then, he stretched out his hand and began to slowly open the letter in his hand.

Immediately, Jin Se's poems naturally appeared on the letter!
Cui Tu glanced at it, smiled even more intensely, and presented the content of the poems in the notebook to everyone to watch.

Kong Yingda, Wei Zheng, and Fang Xuanling's complexions changed drastically after reading it.

Then, Cui Tu presented the letters one by one to the students for viewing.

After they read it, they were all taken aback, because the verses on the handbook were astonishingly the same as the poem Qin Wenyuan had just recited! !

wow...

All of a sudden, the entire poetry meeting scene was in an uproar and shocked.

Now, the manuscripts are conclusive evidence that the poems were actually written by the ancestors of the Cui family, not Qin Wenyuan himself, this...

The facts were right in front of their eyes, and everyone couldn't believe it even if they didn't believe it.

Wei Zheng, Fang Xuanling, Kong Yingda and the others, at this moment, were sweating on their foreheads, and their hearts were filled with anxiety.

Now, things are getting worse.

If Qin Wenyuan's plagiarism of Cui's ancestors' poems is confirmed, then...

If nothing else happens, even His Majesty's guarantee is useless, Qin Wenyuan's reputation will be ruined in an instant! !

"Haha~~hahaha~~~hahahahaha~~~"

"High, really high."

"As expected of a thousand-year-old family!"

At the same time, Qin Wenyuan suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wantonly. The laughter was full of arrogance, contempt, and disdain.

"Good, good, really good!"

"Cui Tu, right? Interesting, let me, Qin, come and see how many poems you Cui family ancestors have for me to copy."

Qin Wenyuan didn't take it seriously, but under the amazed eyes of everyone, he resolutely picked up a jug of wine and drank it up to the sky. The wine poured out of his mouth and spilled on the ground, making Qin Wenyuan look wild.

Today, Qin Wenyuan changed his normal behavior and became bold and unrestrained, because he was so angry that he was really angry!

Bang! !

After taking a few sips, Qin Wenyuan threw the flagon in his hand and smashed it at Cui Tu's feet.

Just when he wanted to get angry and scold Qin Wenyuan angrily, suddenly, a tingling verse rang in his ears.

"Don't you see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning!!"

"Don't you see, Gaotang Mingjing's sad white hair is like blue silk in the morning and snow in the evening!!"

hiss! !

Hearing the words, all the people present took a sharp breath, and couldn't help but feel their scalps go numb, and goose bumps all over their bodies.

Just two lines of poetry can make people feel the shocking spirit.

This poem, they can assert, will be the swan song of all ages! !
In an instant, all the students looked at Qin Wenyuan. This is a feast for literati, and it is also a part of watching a show that they also like.

Most of them were extremely excited and looking forward to it, and they were all looking at Cui Tu, wondering how he would respond.

Wei Zheng, Fang Xuanling, Kong Yingda and the others finally eased their frowns,
As for Changle, they are already ready to applaud their husband.

At the scene of the poetry meeting at this time, almost everyone's eyes were on Qin Wenyuan, and they were all looking forward to his next words.

Looking forward to the birth of an eternal poem!

Qin Wenyuan did not disappoint.

He took a deep look at Cui Tu, turned his back to the sky, and let out a deep breath of foul air, and the following lines followed closely.

"Life is full of joy, don't let the golden bottle face the moon!"

"I was born to be useful, and I will come back after all the money is gone!"

"Cooking cattle and slaughtering sheep is a pleasure, and you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time!"

"Confucius, Mr. Yu, you are about to drink, don't stop drinking."

After reciting to this point, Qin Wenyuan changed the names of two of them who were not modern people, and replaced them with Kong Yingda and Yu Shinan, picked up a jug of wine from the table, and raised a glass to them.

Seeing this scene, Kong Yingda and Yu Shinan immediately felt flattered.

There is one thing to say, they never expected that under such circumstances, Qin Wenyuan would be able to write the names of the two of them into this poem that must be passed down through the ages.

Others respected him, but the two dared not be negligent. They quickly stood up, raised their wine glasses, and hurriedly raised their glasses to Qin Wenyuan in front of them in response.

The next moment, Qin Wenyuan took another big gulp and spoke again.

"The bells and drums are not expensive enough, but I hope I won't wake up again after getting drunk!"

"The ancient sages are lonely, but the drinkers leave their names!"

"Five-flowered horses, thousands of gold, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell eternal sorrows with you!!"

Qin Wenyuan's last sentence was not as loud, elegant and easy-going as before, but it gave everyone a greater sense of pressure than before.

Immediately, I saw the jug in his hand raised high, and then fell down suddenly.

The endless drinks were all spilled on him, he was really extremely heroic and bold!

The students in Wangjiang Tower looked at it blankly, as did Wei Zheng and others, and even Changle.

All of a sudden, there was a deathly silence in Wangjiang Tower. Everyone was staring at Qin Wenyuan, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

The sound of silence is almost audible!

At this moment, Qin Wenyuan's figure was like a magnet, deeply attracting their attention.

Admire, adore, admire, admire...

Almost all the emotions of praise surfaced on the faces of the students, Kong Yingda and Wei Zheng.

I am born to be useful, and I will come back after all the money is gone!
How confident is this! ?
Life is full of joy, don't let the golden bottle face the moon!
How heroic this is! ?
Such proud and heroic poems, almost every sentence and every word, deeply shocked their hearts.

All the people present, none of the poems they read can compare with it, and it can be called the best poem! !
"Okay, Qin has also completely finished writing new lines."

Speaking of this, Qin Wenyuan looked at Cui Tu who was already in a daze, and said calmly: "Then... Cui Tu, a student of the Cui family, what Qin doesn't know is that this song "Toasting Toast" was written by your ancestors of the Cui family. !?"

Qin Wenyuan, who was drenched in fine wine, showed a faint smile at this time, but in Cui Tu's view, it was a smile of incomparable contempt and mockery! !
It's the self-confidence that regards himself as a clown and doesn't take it seriously! !

But Qin Wenyuan's smile, in other people's eyes, was humility, but instead it aroused a strong sense of admiration.

This person should be understood in the world!

"me……"

Cui Tu gritted his gums, not knowing how to answer.

To be honest, even he was completely speechless by Qin Wenyuan's shock just now.

What he never expected was that Qin Wenyuan had just written a masterpiece that could be passed down through the ages, and then he wrote a poem that would last through the ages.

This……

Is it really human?
The shock in Cui Tu's heart can no longer be described in words.

This kind of peerless talent is simply shocking and frightening!

He had a hunch that his family united with other families, and the big guy's plan to ruin Qin Wenyuan's reputation this time might...maybe come to naught again.

at the same time.

Before Cui Tu could speak, Qin Wenyuan turned around and looked at his wife Chang Le, who was still shaking her hands and clapping her hands with admiration.

Suddenly, a new poem appeared in Qin Wenyuan's mind again.

"Clouds think about clothes and flowers, and the spring breeze blows on the threshold of Revlon."

"If you don't meet at the top of Qunyu Mountain, you will meet at Yaotai under the moon."

"This poem is called Presenting Changle, to my wife Li Changle!"

"Young Master Cui, I don't know... this poem I gave to my wife, it must not be written by your ancestors of the Cui family, right?"

After Qin Wenyuan finished reading the poem, he looked at Cui Tu again, full of playfulness and banter.

"This this……"

Hearing Qin Wenyuan blurt out another extremely gorgeous poem, Cui Tu's body suddenly trembled like a chaff sieve.

At this moment, his heart was full of galloping horses. Why did Qin Wenyuan write another poem that was so famous? !
Now, he really regrets it very much. He doesn't know why he responded to the family's call and stood up to provoke Qin Wenyuan.

This...how long has it been! ?

Adding up the front and back, did it take more than a quarter of an hour! ?Not even a quarter of an hour!

In such a short period of time, Qin Wenyuan, an inhuman fellow, actually wrote three masterpieces in succession that would last forever!

What an astonishing talent this is!
At this moment, Chang Le's vermilion lips lightly lifted, feeling sweet in her heart.

She never expected that her husband, Qin Wenyuan, under the attention of everyone, would think of herself and write such a gorgeous poem for herself in such a crisis.

Changle knows poetry, but not too much. Even so, even if she doesn't know poetry well, she knows that in this poem, her husband completely compares herself to a fairy in the fairyland in the sky.

"Where am I a fairy?"

Chang Le murmured in a low voice and smiled helplessly.

Even so, in her heart, an unprecedented happiness instantly filled her entire heart.

At this moment, at the poetry meeting, all the beauties were looking at Changle with envy and hatred.

As if to replace it!
Even Princess Gao Yang, who secretly hid in the background watching, imagined herself as her sister for a moment.

This kind of romance, it is no exaggeration to say, is simply the deadly poison of women.

When everyone was still in shock, Qin Wenyuan spoke again.

When Cui Tu saw Qin Wenyuan open his mouth, he almost vomited.

so...

I beg you to stop talking, stop talking, you will die if you don’t talk? !

You...You Qin Wenyuan, can you still continue to work?
"The golden bottle of sake is worth ten thousand, and the jade plate is worth ten thousand dollars!"

"You can't eat when you stop the cup and throw the chopsticks, draw your sword and look around in a daze!"

"It's hard to walk! It's hard to walk! There are many different roads, where are you today?"

"There will be times when the wind and waves break, and the sails will be hung straight to the sea!"

Qin Wenyuan read it aloud, and another inspiring poem full of life philosophy appeared from his mouth.

After the poem was recited, the expressions on the faces of the people in Wangjiang Tower remained unchanged.

They were already numb, and their hearts were completely shocked to the extreme.

"This song "The Road is Difficult", Mr. Qin, is giving to all the students sitting here. I wish you a time when the wind and the waves will be strong, and you will hang your sails on the clouds to help the sea."

Qin Wenyuan picked up a jug again, and said respectfully to all the students of the Chang'an Poetry Association.

"Thank you sir!"

Everyone hurriedly raised their glasses in response, panicked.

At this moment, they feel extremely honored.

At the same time, they felt a little ashamed. After all, just now, they believed Cui Tu's nonsense and doubted the poet in front of them!

That's right, in everyone's minds, Qin Wenyuan has been directly promoted to the status of a poet without any suspense.

However, this is just the beginning.

"How's Mrs. Dai Zong? Qi Lu is still young!"

"The wind is rushing, the sky is high, the ape screams, Zhu Qingsha and the white bird fly back!"

"Dapeng rises with the same wind in one day and soars up to [-] miles!"

"Looking horizontally, it becomes a ridge and a side becomes a peak, and the distance and height are different!"

"Beside the broken bridge outside the station, loneliness is unrecognizable!"

Sentence after sentence, poem after poem, Qin Wenyuan uttered amazing poems, just like speaking, there was no pause in the middle of reciting poems.

Ten first twenty first thirty first...

Every sentence is a classic!The first song is the swan song!It is enough to spread through the ages!
Bang bang bang bang bang...

During this period, the sound of countless wine glasses falling one after another, and the wine was spilled all over the floor, but everyone didn't notice it at all.

Shocking, shocking!
At this moment, their brains were completely down, unable to think at all.

At this moment, in their eyes, there are many beautiful scenery between heaven and earth, but there is only one figure left!
That is Qin Wenyuan, the fairy of poetry, a well-deserved fairy of poetry!

He is a poet who has been recognized by everyone!
(End of this chapter)