I'm not a god of wine

Chapter 14
Shocked one after another, unbelievable eyes cast on Xu Le, and the entire hall was silent.

The young man in black looked at Xu Le, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"I've written it."

Xu Le dried the ink on the paper and handed it to the maid named Juan'er.

"what."

Juan'er came back to her senses, and hurriedly took it with both hands, looking at Xu Le's eyes, as if she was looking at some monster.

That's as talented as a dragon. What did this bald man write that could arouse such visions?This is something that even Mr. Wang, the most talented man in the south of the Yangtze River, has never done.

Curious in her heart, Juan'er glanced at it secretly, and there were a few words written on the paper: Nuanyu Pavilion presents Ruxiang.

"It's still written to my girl?"

Juan'er was surprised. After closing the paper, she bowed towards the crowd and said, "Everyone, please wait a little while. After a stick of incense, there will be results."

After glancing at Xu Le again, Juan'er took a few maids up to the second floor.

After Juan'er left, all eyes in the lobby were on Xu Le, even the young man in black.

Xu Le glanced at everyone, and said calmly: "What do you all see me for? I'm not Miss Yunxiang."

"This brother is joking, dare to ask brother Gao's name? Which great Confucianist did you study under?"

Everyone looked at Xu Le and pricked up their ears, wanting to know Xu Le's origin.

Xu Le pondered for a moment, looked at Wang Ming and Xie Shuxin at the other table, and said with a smile, "You really don't recognize me?"

"???"

Wang Ming and Xie Shuxin looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Let me remind you that seven days ago, in this Nuanyu Pavilion, you two treated me to ten cups of Immortal Drunk..."

"Xu Le!"

Before he finished speaking, Wang Ming suddenly stood up, pointed at Xu Le with wide eyes, his face full of disbelief: "You...you shouldn't..."

"I'm supposed to be dead, right?" Xu Le's eyes turned cold, and he locked on him firmly.

The cold sweat on Wang Ming's forehead fell off with a bang, and he was tongue-tied, not knowing what to say.

"Are you really Xu Le?" Xie Shuxin next to him also had a look of astonishment, looking at him carefully.

Except for the outline of Xu Le from the past on his face, everything else has almost turned upside down, and he is completely different from the playboy in the past.

"How did you become like this?"

"Thanks to you two, my father locked me in confinement for seven days. In the past few days, I ate a little more, and it became like this."

Eat a little more and become a bald and muscular man?Why don't you lie to children?
Everyone complained silently in their hearts.

Just thinking of Xu Le's identity, everyone felt a burst of emotion...

No one thought that the person who wrote poems with such talent as a dragon was actually the second son of the Jialing Xu family, Xu Le.

After a stick of incense.

Miss Juan'er hurried downstairs, glanced at everyone, and finally fixed her gaze on Xu Le: "Master, my lady is here to invite you."

"Wow."

Everyone in the audience turned their eyes to Xu Le one after another, with envy on their faces.

No one is surprised. It would be unfair to write poems that are as talented as dragons, if they can't be rated as the first.

The boy in black couldn't help but clenched the folding fan in his hand, his face was a little ugly.

"I'm really curious, what kind of poems can actually attract talents like dragons."

Suddenly, someone in the crowd spoke.

"Yeah, let's take a look, appreciate it, everyone, don't you?"

"That's right!"

A group of people booed one after another, many of them were dissatisfied in their hearts, and made up their minds that once the poem was published, they would pick the bones in the egg, and find out several faults anyway.

"This..." Juan'er hesitated. According to the rules, unless the original author's consent is obtained, the poems are not allowed to be published.

Thinking of this, he looked at Xu Le.

Xu Le nodded, he didn't care, he copied it anyway.

"Since this young master agrees, come and publish the poem."

Several maids came slowly, unfolded Xu Le's poems left and right, and announced them in front of everyone.

The first thing that catches the eye is the calligraphy, with a wild grass in one hand, like a strong wind and rain, hearty and dripping, which made everyone's eyes brighten, and secretly applauded, and then read the content.

"Rue Xiang is a gift from Nuanyu Pavilion."

"The double peaches with venetian leaves are more red at night, and you can see Linglong when you look at the bamboo reflected in the window. You should know that the crescent eyebrows return to the sky, so I will stay with Xianlang in the forbidden house."

As soon as this poem came out, everyone fell silent.

"Master Xu is a great talent, please accept my worship."

"As soon as this poem comes out, all my poems are inferior."

After everyone came back to their senses, they shook their heads with emotion, and many people were extremely envious.

After today, with the spread of this poem, Xu Le's name may spread throughout Jialing City overnight.

In the past, Xu Le was well-known in Jialing, but that fame was all infamy and stigma, but this time, he might have to add a talent name.

The boy in black almost burst into flames with jealousy.

This time he concealed his identity and sneaked to the south of the Yangtze River. This girl Ruxiang, who was famous in the Great Zhou Dynasty, was one of his targets.

Seeing that he was about to be cut off right now, how could he not be angry?
"My lord, please follow me." Miss Juan'er smiled, and once again made a gesture of invitation to Xu Le.

Everyone thought that Xu Le would go upstairs impatiently, but Xu Le shook his head and said, "I want to continue to the next test."

"Do you want to continue?"

Everyone was taken aback and looked at him one after another. The black-clothed man also frowned.

"Young master, are you sure?" Juan'er asked in surprise.

Xu Le nodded.

"Well, since you want to continue, my lord, you can choose any one of the remaining four tests."

"No need to choose, let's all go together!" Xu Le waved his hand and said lightly.

You know, besides being as talented as a dragon, at this moment, he also has the courage of Confucianism.

The four tests of piano, chess, wine and painting may be difficult for others, but for Xu Le now, they are nothing but a piece of cake!
To use an analogy, it's like a college student doing a primary school student's questions.

Xu Le's arrogance shocked everyone present. Many people whispered that Xu Le had lost his mind. The black-clothed man sneered, he didn't believe that Xu Le could pass the four tests.

On the contrary, Xiao Fu looked at Xu Le thoughtfully.

Juan'er was full of surprise. Does the bald and strong man in front of him really have confidence, or is he slapping his swollen face to pretend to be fat?

Before long, all four tests were ready.

A guqin, a game of broken chess, a glass of wine, and a canvas.

"Please look, my lord, these are the four tests."

"The Guqin is the first test. Young Master needs to play a qin piece on the spot. Of course, it must be related to bamboo. The remnant chess is one of the four endgames of plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum. Young Master needs to solve it within a stick of incense. open."

"That glass of wine is bamboo wine. After the young master finishes drinking it, he needs to tell the exact recipe. As for the painting, the young master needs to draw a picture related to bamboo in the two sticks of incense, but no bamboo can appear in the picture. "

(End of this chapter)