Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

Laughter is infectious.

The sound of laughter never ceased inside the Qunyu Courtyard, and Fang Zheng Yi, fueled by the alcohol, felt exceptionally happy.

He turned his head and suddenly saw Xie Xian and the others staring at him with stern faces, holding up their wine cups. He couldn't help but chuckle.

These grandsons! Still haven't had enough to drink?

"Someone! Bring me wine, I want grape wine!"

"Quick! Serve the young master wine!"

Yu Niang was overjoyed! Today, she had served these guests well! The Qunyu Courtyard's business would be booming every day for the next few days!

Perhaps she should hire some crosstalk performers to perform in the brothel... Hmm, that sounds pretty good!

The only downside was offending Young Master Lu. The Lu family was quite well-known in Yuding City and not easy to provoke. She would have to appease him afterward.

Lu Xiuwen was still struggling, with his friends and the onlookers pulling him back, repeatedly trying to dissuade him.

After struggling for a long time without success, Lu Xiuwen resentfully flicked his sleeves, staring at Fang Zheng Yi with bloodshot eyes.

His friend advised, "Forget it, Young Master Lu, we can't prove he's a fake! Just consider it a small loss today, and we'll get it back another day!"

Someone next to him leaned over, grinning, "Hey! Didn't you say he was a bookboy? Rumor has it that the Wine Demon is a romantic and talented scholar. If he's just a bookboy, won't he be exposed if he writes a poem?"

Lu Xiuwen's eyes lit up. That's right! Since he's just a bookboy, his education can't be that high. A poem will reveal his true form!

"Fang Tangjing! How dare you..."

"Who are you calling Fang Tangjing? I don't know anyone by that name... Young Master Lu, you must be drunk and mistaken me for someone else. Why are you making things difficult for me again and again?"

Interrupting Lu Xiuwen, Fang Zheng Yi took a swig of wine from the jar, looking at Lu Xiuwen with drunken, disdainful eyes.

The onlookers quickly shifted their gaze to Lu Xiuwen.

Having been suppressed since the beginning, Lu Xiuwen said in uncontrollable anger, "Stop beating around the bush! Fine, you insist on saying you're the Wine Demon. Everyone says the Wine Demon is a romantic and talented scholar. Since everyone is here today, if you can write a good poem, then I'll have nothing to say!"

Fang Zheng Yi looked at Lu Xiuwen with a smile that wasn't a smile.

Write a poem, huh? I can still recite a few! You've really walked into the barrel of a gun this time. If I don't show off here today...

"Since it's writing a poem, someone like you who dares to openly cheat on stage might have prepared in advance! Since we're in the Qunyu Courtyard today, write a poem with the words 'Qunyu' as the theme!" Lu Xiuwen added.

"........"

Three black lines slowly appeared on Fang Zheng Yi's forehead.

Damn? Why is this happening again? Does copying a poem have to take so much effort?

It wasn't like this in the web series!

"What are you? Why should I do whatever you tell me to do? Are you telling me to jump...?" Fang Zheng Yi quickly retorted, trying to muddle through.

"Write one! Write one! Write one!!" The onlookers immediately started chanting.

"Young Master Wine Demon, I think Young Master Lu has a point! If you can write a poem today, we'll be the first to object if he dares to make things difficult for you again!"

"That's right! We won't allow it!!"

"Hurry! Hurry and serve the great master with pen and ink!"

Fang Zheng Yi stood blankly on the stage, unable to resist looking offstage for help.

Xie Xian shook his head.

Fang Zheng Yi had asked him to copy many poems before to prevent him from forgetting them. Every sentence could be called a masterpiece, but most of them were incomplete, and even if they were complete, they wouldn't be suitable for this occasion.

This time... he was truly powerless.

"Bring me a chair!" Fang Zheng Yi said to the waiter below the stage.

The chair was brought up, and Fang Zheng Yi sat down and closed his eyes to gather his thoughts.

Qunyu... Qunyu... It sounded familiar. If it were in high school, he would definitely be able to think of something!

Why did he have to go to college? It was useless and his knowledge had completely deteriorated!

Chu Youyi tightly clenched the hem of her clothes, watching Fang Zheng Yi nervously, her heart filled with worry.

Can he do it? He should be able to... Wasn't the line of poetry he wrote before excellent?

The Qunyu Courtyard fell silent, everyone watching Fang Zheng Yi with anticipation in their eyes.

In a moment, a new and exciting erotic poem might be born!

Seeing Fang Zheng Yi sitting on the stage with his eyes closed and frowning, Lu Xiuwen couldn't help but mock, "If you can't write it, just admit it! A fake is always a fake..."

"Don't talk! He's thinking!!" A guest who couldn't stand it immediately interrupted Lu Xiuwen.

Fang Zheng Yi's forehead showed protruding veins.

Thinking? What am I thinking! I just want to... think?

...

A flash of inspiration!

Fang Zheng Yi's expression suddenly froze, and after a while, the corners of his mouth slowly turned up.

"Someone! Bring pen and ink!" Fang Zheng Yi opened his eyes and shouted.

The audience below the stage secretly clicked their tongues. He thought of it so quickly? The Wine Demon is indeed something!

Yu Niang was ecstatic!!

The Wine Demon was composing a poem, and with 'Qunyu' as the theme! Wasn't this a golden signboard?

When the pen and ink were brought up, Fang Zheng Yi pointed at Xie Xian and said, "I'll say it, you write it. I've drunk too much and can't hold the pen steady."

Was it really about not being able to hold the pen steady?

Xie Xian muttered a few words and quickly stepped onto the stage, leaning close to Fang Zheng Yi: "Master, are you sure? It's not incomplete, is it?"

"Heh, it must be complete! Your master doesn't speak easily, and when he does, it's a masterpiece! Remember it well for me, I might forget it one day."

With that, Fang Zheng Yi untied his headscarf, smoothed his hair, and staggered around the stage again, carrying the wine jar, looking like a bohemian.

Tonight, whatever Li Bai was like, that's what I'm like!

Under the expectant gazes of the crowd, Fang Zheng Yi slowly opened his mouth.

"Clouds remind me of her clothes, flowers remind me of her face,

Spring breeze brushes the railing, heavy with dew.

If not seen on Qunyu Mountain peak,

She would be met under the moon on Yaotai Terrace."

Walking and reciting, Fang Zheng Yi was disheveled, and his words were somewhat slurred from the alcohol, but they revealed a different kind of unrestrainedness.

Finally, one step at a time, he finished reciting in the astonished eyes of the crowd, and Fang Zheng Yi smiled foolishly.

He didn't remember his Chinese textbook just now, but the Legend of the Demon Cat.

That part of the movie left a particularly deep impression, and he had learned seven or eight parts of the temperament!

Today, this lie has been rounded out again...

After the poem was recited, the whole place was silent. Some lowered their heads in thought, some showed shock, and some were overjoyed, their joy overflowing.

Lu Xiuwen was already pale-faced, standing in place at a loss. He didn't expect Fang Tangjing to actually write it, and it wasn't an ordinary piece...

Chu Youyi beside him stared at Fang Zheng Yi in a daze, also feeling a strange emotion in her heart.

How could he be so relaxed and unrestrained in such a scene?

That's great... What he wrote is really good. With such talent, why would he condescend to be a servant in the Chu family?

After a long silence, the Qunyu Courtyard suddenly erupted with huge applause and cheers!

For a moment, it almost lifted the roof of the entire Qunyu Courtyard!

The Wine Demon not only patronized prostitutes brilliantly, but his poetry was also so amazing!

Even if they didn't see a woman today, it was worth it!!

Although the poem was copied, the applause was his! Fang Zheng Yi couldn't help but feel a little elated, and took a swig from the wine jar triumphantly.

"Great master, your writing is brilliant, your poetic talent is unparalleled!! One more song! One more song!!"

Someone started it again, and the room chanted in unison for another song.

The alcohol stimulation and the howling in the room made Fang Zheng Yi burst into high spirits. He laughed loudly twice and said drunkenly, "Okay!"

"Thank you all for your appreciation! Then I will write another one today!!"

It's over! Master has drunk too much! Xie Xian looked shocked and quickly stepped forward to stop him.

However, Fang Zheng Yi didn't think about it and had already recited it loudly while holding the wine jar.

"The cicadas chirp sadly, facing the evening pavilion..."