The lady who came back from the robbery turned out to be the proud female sword emperor

Feng Zhengde opened his folding fan, and after a slap, several servants around him immediately brought a desk, pens and ink from nearby. It seemed that they had been deliberate for a long time, and these things were actually prepared a long time ago.

"Last time, it was a question posed by someone. This time, let's compete ten poems, and each person has one question, okay?"

"Don't bother, I'll do it all for you, anyway, it's just winning Feng Zhengde." Li Yunfei said lightly, this kind of invisible aura of domineering immediately shocked the hearts of the gifted scholars and beauties present. Are you confident?

Feng Zhengde was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood. What does it mean to win Feng Zhengde anyway? . . . . . . . .to be continued

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Chapter 78 I Don't Do It!

However, you will despair of your own arrogance. I have prepared more than a dozen poems, of which only ten are the best.

"Plum orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum count as four, sun, moon, mountains and rivers count as four, and family and country count as two. What do you think?"

Feng Zhengde blurted out without thinking too much. What he prepared this time was exactly these types of poems. If not, they were all made by talents who were almost as talented as him. There is absolutely no problem with the quality.

And just when he finished speaking and was about to write, he was stunned.

He looked at Li Yunfei in the distance with a trembling face, and he also found someone to lift a table out, and at this moment, he started to write on the paper.

Hey hey hey... can't you?Feng Zhengde suddenly felt a little difficult to breathe, how could this guy write so fast?I just finished talking about the topic, doesn't this guy want to think about it?

The question I just set up, so the other party shouldn't have the possibility of ghostwriting this time, right?

There are few good poems in the first place, and there are so many ghost-written poems. It is obviously impossible to memorize them all... Feng Zhengde suddenly felt cold hands and feet. Could it be that there are still such talented people as Zhengde in this world? no?

No!This is impossible!He flatly refused to admit it!How is this possible?

I'm afraid Li Yunfei is out of skills, and now he is scribbling with a pen, he is scaring himself... Well, it must be so!After all, who can write poetry so fast? Feng Zhengde saw that Li Yunfei's writing speed was astonishing, it was simply inhuman, this must be scribbling...

Feng Zhengde heaved a sigh of relief, he just had to be himself, and when he finished writing, he would be ruined.

However...

As soon as he wrote the first word, there was an overwhelming exclamation in his ears.

"Master Yunfei is ready!"

"Oh my god! Ten poems, just finished so easily?"

"This... this, this kind of poetic talent, unheard of!" ? ? ?

My mind is broken!

Feng Zhengde was directly surrounded, and even the friends he called left his side in surprise, and squeezed towards the table where Li Yunfei was, and then they also had bright eyes and screams.

After one person read the poem, he immediately turned back and shook his head at Feng Zhengde, "Brother Zhengde, this person's poetic talent is not fake, not only you, but even the one in the capital is definitely not his opponent, I advise you You'd better let it go...you didn't deserve to lose"

Feng Zhengde "..."

How come... Could it be that it was not ghostwritten by someone?Feng Zhengde tremblingly left from the desk, he stopped writing poems, he had to check it out, otherwise he would not be reconciled.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

Feng Zhengde pushed and shoved people, and finally squeezed in, just in time to see Li Yunfei looking at him with a smile, that kind of smile, he didn't take this fight poem into his eyes at all, but Feng Zhengde ignored it, just focused on watching After putting it on the paper, what he read was the last song written by Li Yunfei.

According to the title, it should be about the country...

"Spring Hope"

The country has broken mountains and rivers, and the city has deep grass and trees.

Tears are splashed when feeling, and I hate goodbye and startle.

The flames lasted three months, and the family letter was worth ten thousand gold.

The white head scratch is shorter, and the hairpin is overwhelming.

After reading it silently, Feng Zhengde's chest heaved up and down, and his eyes looked sad.

"puff..."

He directly sprayed out a mouthful of blood mist, and the blood mist immediately sprinkled on the poem, Li Yunfei was stunned, brother?It's just fighting poetry, it's not worth it, right?Fortunately, Bai Wushuang moved a step faster and gently used his internal force to blow away the blood mist attacking Li Yunfei.

Feng Zhengde's face was pale, and he kept humming the song "Spring Hope" in his heart...

He couldn't make it, such a poem about family and country, he definitely couldn't make it. Moreover, this poem is not only about the country, but also involves the family of every common people.

Such an anguished melancholy he has never seen in any other poem...

"I said Mr. Feng, are you alright?" Li Yunfei said with some worry, this person is going to vomit blood soon, right?He didn't want to get killed.

"No...no more...no more..."

Feng Zhengde looked up at Li Yunfei in amazement, his eyes were like looking at a monster.

He has already clearly realized that he is no match for this person, and every poem of this guy can become a masterpiece that has been handed down through the ages. He no longer doubts that this person is a ghostwriter...

Feng Zhengde's inner pride was crushed to the ground, and his arrogance fell apart.

When the talented and beauties around saw Feng Zhengde like this, they all booed and booed for a while, but Feng Zhengde didn't have time to take into account the boos of these people, but read the other poems one after another.

His eyes also dimmed as the number of poems he read increased.

Whether it's plum blossoms, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums, or the sun, moon, mountains and rivers, Li Yunfei's works are all masterpieces that can be handed down from generation to generation, such as "Ode to Plum", "Spring Village", "Ode to Bamboo"... Li Yunfei is always looking for Made by famous masters in Tang and Song Dynasties.

After reading it, Feng Zhengde shook his head, and then sent someone to his home to fetch 400 taels of silver.

"Feng is convinced that he lost, 400 taels will not lose you"

After finishing speaking, he left in a bit of a state of embarrassment. Even the literati who followed him at the beginning seemed to ignore him like passers-by. After all, Feng Zhengde is so depressed now, how dare they approach him?

Literati cherish their feathers very much, otherwise there would be no saying that those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black.

Seeing this, Li Yunfei shook his head. Although Feng Zhengde looked a bit pitiful, who made him go after him in the first place, chasing and biting him?If he hadn't messed with himself, he wouldn't have ended up like this.

"Husband! You don't have inscriptions on these ten poems yet! Hurry up!~"

Bai Wushuang pulled Li Yunfei's mind back, and he quickly inscribed his name on the poem, and thanked all the seniors in his heart.

Thanks to all the big names in the literary world in the past 5000 years, I will borrow your remaining warmth here, thank you very much.

"Oh! Today is really an eye-opener!"

"It's really a blessing for me to see ten masterpieces come out all at once!"

"Mr. Yunfei really deserves to be a zero-step poet, and the ten masterpieces were written in such a short time..."

"Isn't that right? Besides, you can see that these ten poems have different handwriting styles because of the artistic conception and emotional factors in them! Some are vigorous and vigorous, while others are graceful and agile...Mr. Yunfei's calligraphy is also very good. Absolutely!"

"It's amazing! Mr. Yunfei is not to mention the number one talented person in Fujiang Fucheng, I think, maybe even the one in the capital can't compare with Mr. Yunfei." . . . . . .Be tactful to be continued

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Chapter 79 Yin Zi Poet Ghost?

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Among the crowd, a handsome young man in luxurious clothes trembled wildly, his handsome face almost deformed.

However, in the end, he just had a helpless wry smile, and kept silently reading those poems written by Li Yunfei in his heart, and couldn't help but sigh this person's poetic talent and calligraphy.

What these people said is true, the number one talent in the capital is indeed not as good as him...

Li Yunfei once again defeated Feng Zhengde, but he didn't feel the slightest sense of accomplishment. After all, it was inevitable. If he could not defeat Feng Zhengde in 5000 years in Huaxia, then he would be too good.

This happened to be the right time for a wave of advertisements, so Li Yunfei asked Bai Wushuang to frame the ten poems, and he was going to hang them in Qingxin Pavilion for people to watch.

Two poems were born in Yaoyue Tower, which is almost the most famous restaurant in the nearby prefectures. But this time, he stuffed ten poems in Qingxin Pavilion, so he can't just take off on the spot?

Just as he thought, since the news of Feng Zhengde's defeat in the battle spread, more and more people lined up outside Li Yunfei's Qingxin Pavilion today. Most of them came to watch the ten poems. What does Feng Zhengde's poems look like if he doesn't write a poem and immediately admits defeat?

Batch after batch of guests were sent away in Qingxin Pavilion, and some people just came in to have a look and not to buy.

In this way, almost at noon, Li Yunfei was about to close the shop, and the perfume in the shop had been sold out an hour ago, and then there was a free poetry exhibition.

There are also quite a few episodes in this, unexpectedly a few people came in and prepared to grab the poems and ran away, Li Yunfei was stunned for a while, he really didn't react, but fortunately Bai Wushuang was in the store, these people Just after getting the poem, he ran only two steps and suddenly staggered and fell to the ground, and the stolen poem appeared in Bai Wushuang's hands as if by magic.

"Hmph, if it wasn't for my husband... Big brother is here, you dog-like people, I would kill you right away!"

After Bai Wushuang finished speaking angrily, he kicked this petty thief out of the gate, like a dead dog.

The store is about to close, Li Yunfei also told the outside, there is no need to line up, that's it for today, everyone will come next time, the crowd will disperse, because everyone knows that Mr. Yunfei means what he says, and it was the same before. There is no empathy at all.

But other people's business is good, and closing the shop when they are sold out is not a problem at all, not to mention that Mr. Yunfei extended the time to let them go in to watch the poems, which is already a good job.

However, the crowd dispersed, but there were still a few people left in place.

Not only did he not leave, but he was still heading towards Qingxin Pavilion.

Bai Wushuang, who was counting the silver in the house, frowned suddenly, and rushed out of the room, standing in front of Li Yunfei, "These four are all internal masters, and one of them has no martial arts...Huh?"

Li Yunfei's expression turned serious, wouldn't it?With Feng Zhengde gone, is it possible that anyone still holds a grudge against him?I didn't offend anyone?

Bai Wushuang's expression became strange, her face trembled, and then she turned her head and whispered to Li Yunfei, "That young man is Qin Heng, the number one talent in the capital, and the others are probably his guards."

Li Yunfei "..."

no?Could it be that those spectators who lined up said that the number one genius in Kyoto was not as good as myself...and then he was hated by this person?

Do you literati need to be so narrow-minded!Have a bit of a strong character, okay?

"Cough cough, I'm Qin Heng, please redeem me for being rude, but it's really because Mr. Yunfei's poems are so tempting, I've been waiting in line for a long time but I can't read them all.

Qin Heng said very humbly, he looked at Li Yunfei very seriously, there was no such thing as literati's respect for him.

He just likes to appreciate poems, and he likes good poems. Even like Li Yunfei, the title of the number one talented scholar in Kyoto was given to him for no reason, and he just published a few poems in the poetry meeting. He became the number one talented person in the capital.

"Ah? Please, please..." Li Yunfei said in surprise, this person is so polite, compared with Feng Zhengde, he is completely two extremes.

They are all top talents, but why is there such a big difference between people?

"Thank you very much, Mr. Yunfei, this is my kindness."

As he said that, Qin Heng nodded to his subordinates, who immediately took out a bag of silver, "I also heard that Brother Yunfei likes money, so I just..."

"Stop making trouble, take it away! It's just a poem, why do you charge..." Li Yunfei's face was a little embarrassed, and his face was a little hot. He always felt that he was being ridiculed, but the other party was so serious and polite. , which means nothing at all.

It seems that his reputation is a bit stinky...

However, thinking about it, I wrote "Drinking Alone Under the Moon" for Zeng Tianming at the beginning for 200 taels of silver, and for the first time I fought with Feng Zhengde for 400 taels of silver, and wrote fragmented poems in Qingxin Pavilion for silver, and finally Before the second confrontation with Feng Zhengde, it was still silver...

With a grunt, Li Yunfei swallowed his saliva, as if he really couldn't do without Yinzi, don't be called Yinzi ghost someday...

Bai Wushuang was giggling on the sidelines, but Li Yunfei didn't take money?How about that?How can you not charge money for reading poems to this little brat?

So, she snatched the money bag over, "No, he won't take it, I will take it, and the distinguished guests can take a look~"

Li Yunfei "..."

Qin Heng "..."

Li Yunfei looked at his wife's smooth and smooth movements in a daze, and sighed in his heart, he was afraid that the day when he would become a ghost of money poetry would not be far away.

"Then let's go into the store and take a look." Qin Heng chuckled, not caring about Bai Wushuang's talented behavior at all, after all... the money itself is for spending, isn't it?Anyway, he was never short of money, and he never took money seriously.

Qin Heng didn't care, but his four guards broke out in cold sweat, and they all looked at Bai Wushuang in horror. Bai Wushuang, who was dressed as a young master, was not very eye-catching in the eyes of the four of them before, at most he was very handsome.

But just now... this person actually snatched the money bag from the commander of the guards?

They are all masters of internal energy, and their strength is considered to be the top level in the territory of Dagan Kingdom. Apart from the master, only their internal energy masters can walk sideways, but... that person just took the money bag , but the four of them didn't notice any movement at all...

Perfect crush in speed! . . . . . . . .to be continued

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Mother No. [-]: Some readers suggested that "Spring Hope" does not meet the requirements. You are on the second floor. As the author of Teacher Ma's true biography, you are on the fifth floor. Oh, that's a foreshadowing... Hey, it seems like a spoiler.

Chapter 80 Does She Have Any Advantages?

This... The four of them had cold sweat on their foreheads. They really wanted His Highness to turn back immediately, but His Highness was so enthusiastic, they didn't dare to stop him, and the other party seemed to be just greedy for money... It seemed that he was not a bad person.

But vigilance is indispensable, so this is the most difficult time for the four guards.