Is my wife farming today?

Chapter 56 Two consecutive losses
  Hearing A'er's answer, He Lanlian finally let go of his hanging heart.

But then he was stunned, what happened to him?
  Why do you think so?

Ah'er is a very famous talent in Rizhao country, how could he not win a small poetry competition in Kyoto?

Not to mention that everyone in the world knows that the Jiyue Kingdom values ​​martial arts over literature, while the Rizhao Kingdom values ​​literature over martial arts. Who is higher and who is lower can be known at a glance without even comparing them.

Originally, he came here with full confidence, but because of the little accident in the first scene, he felt a little worried.

Dugu Xiwei's voice was soft and slow, but it was enough for everyone present to hear clearly.

Although more than half of the poem has been written, I still haven't read the poem of rejection.

Zhou Wenxi couldn't help but stood up nervously, "Why haven't you thought of us yet?"

Although she has no talent for poetry, at any rate, this poem was dictated by her on stage to the transcriber, so she felt a sense of participation in it, and she couldn't help but feel worried at this moment.

"You won't be outsourced, right?" Zhou Wenxi thought of the tricks commonly used in Goulan Courtyard.

He refused to be disturbed, "At least there is someone watching with his own eyes. Who can have such great ability to do such a thing under his nose?"

Zhou Wenxi nodded. She had always felt that Dugu Xiwei was very smart at first sight and gave people the impression that it was extremely difficult to deceive, so she quite agreed with what he said.

While waiting anxiously, I saw that only a few poems were left in my hand.

Zhou Wenxi couldn't help but sweat broke out on his palms, "What if it doesn't happen?"

Xie Xin thought, if there really were no more poems from her, then Dugu Xiwei would probably be more anxious than herself.

"Hui Niang, why haven't I thought of you yet?" A sigh sounded from the side.

After hearing this, Zhou Wenxi felt a little gloating, "Didn't I say that Sun He's literary thoughts are flowing like a fountain, his talent is outstanding, and he is one of the best in Kyoto? How come there are two alternatives, but there is no one by her? Is it a rumor?"

Her voice was not quiet, and it happened to be that Dugu Xi had finished reciting slightly, and there was silence.

Sun He clearly heard what she said, so he turned his head and glanced here, and then simply walked over.

"I've met Furong Niang." Sun He said.

Zhou Wenxi raised his eyebrows, "So you know me?"

"Who in the entire Kyoto doesn't know the name Furong Niang?"

Zhou Wenxi liked this trick very much, so he reached out and patted her on the shoulder, "Zhang Xiao is a blind man. It's a good thing she doesn't want you. Since you and I are destined to meet each other today, why not come and worship her tomorrow?" How is my sect?"

Sun He was overjoyed and wanted to thank him.

But Wen Xiexie, who had been sitting behind Zhou Wenxi, said, "I want to be your disciple? Will I follow you to open the Goulan Courtyard?"

Only then did Sun He realize that Zhou Wenxi said he was his disciple, not the disciple in the mansion, and his eyes dimmed for a moment.

"Thank you Madam Furong for your kindness. I'm used to being alone, so I'm afraid I'll get in trouble." Sun He declined.

Zhou Wenxi did not force himself, "If you don't have anything to do, just let it go if you don't want to. Let's hear if your poems are as good as mine. If so, I will make an exception and recommend you to the general's palace. How about it?"

Xie Xie coughed a few times, but it didn't hurt her. Fortunately, Sun He didn't recognize Xie Xie's face, nor did he know her identity, so it didn't hurt to lend her a hand.

Anyway, Sun He couldn't beat him.

The three of them were busy talking, and for a moment they didn't hear clearly what Dugu Xi was saying on the stage. When they calmed down, they only heard one sentence: "Don't worry about the road ahead without friends, and no one in the world will know you!"

"Okay!" Zhou Wenxi clapped his hands excitedly.

Under her guidance, many literati also stood up and repeated this line of poetry unconsciously.

"Don't worry about the road ahead without friends. No one in the world doesn't know you! What a poem, what a poem!"

"This is an eternal quatrain!"    "We are really willing to be inferior!"

Before the poem was finished, some people were already laughing and going downstairs sadly. They were singing as they walked: "Thousands of miles of yellow clouds are shining brightly in the daytime, and the north wind is blowing the wild geese and the snow is falling."

"Don't worry about the road ahead without friends!"

"No one in the world knows you!"

"Hahahahaha..." Laughter resounded through the streets. When they met the inquirers on the road, they did not answer. They just sang the masterpiece repeatedly, with a smile on their face but not a cry.

Someone came up and asked Dugu Xiwei, "Master, what can we do about this?"

"The sisters of the Gao family are bold and bold. They have always been like this. Let them be." After saying this, he said softly: "I think this poem surpasses all other poems. What do you think?"

There were three or four poems on the table, and Dugu Xiwei stopped reading them. He was quite inspired by this poem and became distraught.

He Lanlian slapped the table and stood up, "I don't agree!"

Dugu Xi looked sideways, "Is it possible that Your Highness Helan thinks there is a better poem than this one?"

He Lanlian knitted his thick eyebrows tightly and thought for a moment before saying: "This time the title is clearly 'Friends'. Although this poem is good, it does not fit the meaning of the title, so I don't agree with your opinion."

Zhou Wenxi was stunned when he heard this, and grabbed Xie Xie's arm, "No way, right? You wouldn't make such a low-level mistake, would you?"

Seeing that the victory was just around the corner, something didn't match the meaning of the question.

Everyone present was dumbfounded.

In silence, he declined and hooked his hand, and Zhou Wenxi immediately followed him.

Dugu Xi looked here calmly. When he saw the cynical smile on Xie Xie's face, the faint surging feeling in his heart finally calmed down.

"Everyone, this poem was originally written as a gift to a friend. Don't you think it's ridiculous that this poem is a gift to a friend that doesn't fit the meaning of the title "friend"?"

"Or do you mean, if you use friends as a topic, you should use friends as a sentence every word?"

Zhou Wenxi's two striking sentences caused the entire audience to fall silent.

He Lanlian glared angrily, but in his eyes he wished he could cut Zhou Wenxi into pieces with a thousand knives.

When he saw this, he shrank his neck.

Fortunately, fortunately, Zhou Wenxi bought the copyright of this poem for two hundred taels, otherwise she would be the one getting the knife right now.

The second game is over.

He Lanlian and his men left angrily, but unexpectedly, the young man behind him who had not yet joined the fight reluctantly grabbed his sleeve.

"Your Highness, please let your subordinates fight for you! If you lose this battle, I am willing to sacrifice my head!"

After losing both matches, He Lanlian was too embarrassed to continue the match.

He wanted to give up, but Ah San's eyes were firm, with determination to die.

Although Ah San is still young, his talent is the highest among the three, so He Lanlian specially put him in the last appearance.

He had already made a foolproof plan when he came. He could only lose one of the three games. How could he lose two games in a row! If he had known this, he might as well have moved Ah San to the first position.

He Lanlian clenched his fists, handed the riding whip to Ah Da beside him, and pinched Ah San's thin shoulders, "Ah San, you must win! If you lose again, I will never have the face to see my father again!" "

"I am willing to fight to the death for His Highness!"

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