I'm Actually The Big Villain In The Book

Chapter 93 I am Wei Changtian

A poem is worth a thousand gold!

Hearing this sentence, not only Peng Benzhi was dumbfounded, Su Yu was dumbfounded, all the onlookers were dumbfounded, even Liang Zhen frowned and looked at Song Zhengming.

And the latter is worthy of being a well-known great scribe in Luzhou, facing this situation without any panic, he continued to say to Su Yu seriously:

"Girl, I wrote this poem just now. If you think it can be worth a thousand pieces of gold, then please grant Mr. Peng's wish."

"If you think you can't, just pretend I never said that."

"This……"

Su Yu had never seen such a situation before, she opened her small mouth and didn't know what to respond for a while.

After all, poetry is not something that can be weighed when buying vegetables, and how much it costs is how much it costs.

Song Zhengming said that his poems are worth thousands of gold, but no matter whether the poems are good or not, they can't be sold anyway!

She didn't know how to deal with it, but others didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, and soon someone excitedly said:

"Master Song! Then you should take out the poem first!"

"Yes! I'll listen to it too, so that Miss Su Yu can figure out how much this poem is worth!"

"No matter what, it is already a good talk to get a poem written by everyone in Song Dynasty at such a grand event!"

"..."

The booing sounded instantly, and Song Zhengming didn't write any ink. He turned around and handed the poem paper to Peng Benzhi who hadn't recovered yet.

"Mr. Peng, it's up to you to present this poem to Miss Su Yu."

"Gudu..."

Peng Benzhi's Adam's apple wriggled twice, opened the paper tremblingly and took a look, his face immediately turned from white to red, and his expression became more excited.

He held onto the rice paper tightly as if he had acquired some rare treasure, and looked at Song Zhengming gratefully after reading it several times.

"Song, Song everyone... You, you really gave me this poem?"

Song Zhengming took off the sleeves of the Buddha's sleeve and sat down calmly: "One word from a gentleman, four horses are hard to follow."

"Thank you, everyone Song for appreciating the poem!"

Among countless impatient gazes, Peng Benzhi first bowed deeply to Song Zhengming, then straightened his body, glanced around and finally settled on Su Yu.

Compared with the distraught just now, his current state is as excited as if he drank five cans of Red Bull and added a bottle of essential oil.

"Miss Su Yu, everyone! Listen to this poem!"

There was a moment of silence on and off the stage, only Peng Benzhi's trembling and high-pitched voice echoed.

"When the residual red is gone, the fragrance will come out."

"The good name is called the King of Hundred Flowers."

"Compete for the unparalleled beauty in the world."

"To monopolize the world...the number one fragrance!"

"..."

At the end of a poem, the audience paused for a moment.

"Good poetry!"

Someone yelled first, and the echo soon became a whole.

"Indeed!"

"Own the number one fragrance in the world... Miss Su Yu may become famous all over the world with this line like the Yangliu poem in the capital!"

"This sentence is really wonderful!"

"As expected of Master Song..."

"..."

Most of the words that came into my ears were praise, but Wei Changtian didn't feel anything.

Yang Liushi smiled and asked beside him, "My lord, what do you think of this poem?"

"Okay."

Wei Changtian nodded noncommittally.

This is indeed his real idea.

If you want to say how exquisite this poem is, it is enough to be handed down for hundreds of generations... Of course it is not.

But one thing to say is very suitable for tonight's scene.

More importantly, the whole poem uses peony as a metaphor, calling Su Yu "the most fragrant in the world", which can be regarded as touting her to a very high position, which is particularly attractive to brothel women.

Judging from Su Yu's current excited state, this woman is really not sure that she will choose Peng Benzhi because of this poem.

...

Just as Wei Changtian expected, Su Yu was really conflicted at the moment.

She could see that Liang Zhen's status was extraordinary, but the allure of this poem was a little too strong.

A poem is worth a thousand gold, and this story alone will become a good story if it spreads.

What's more, this poem also greatly flatters myself.

For a red card of Su Yu's level, how much money he earns is not so important, what is more important is to gain a good reputation for himself.

Only when her fame is greater, those sons of famous families will be interested in redeeming her body, so that she can completely get rid of this land of willows and return to a normal life.

Thinking of this, Su Yu finally said:

"Thank you, Mr. Song, Mr. Peng for presenting the poem... I like it very much."

"To tell you the truth, since my family heard about the 'Yun Xiang Clothes and Flowers Xiangrong' a while ago, I have been thinking day and night that I will get such a good poem handed down from generation to generation."

"Unexpectedly, today my wish came true..."

Her few words were actually quite commercial.

Although this song "Exclusively the No. 1 Fragrance in the World" is good, everyone knows in their hearts that there is a big gap with the song "Yun Xiang Clothes and Flowers Xiangrong" written in Yangliu's poem.

It's even completely two grades.

However, in this situation, no one would jump out and sing a naysayer. On the contrary, Song Zhengming himself suddenly sank after hearing this remark.

"Hmph! Don't compare my poem with that poem!"

"A sinful person who kills the prime minister of the court, no matter how good his poems are, he is talented but has no virtue!"

This f*ck, can this be shot?

Wei Changtian was speechless for a while, while Yang Liushi, who was also mentioned, covered his mouth and laughed.

"My lord, it seems that Layman Song is probably from the Liu family."

"Of course I know."

Wei Changtian rolled his eyes, and Su Yu on the stage was also a little embarrassed at the moment.

She lowered her head in embarrassment and said, "It's my family's slip of the tongue", and then looked at Liang Zhen again.

"Master Liang, I appreciate that you think highly of this little girl..."

From what this meant, it was already decided to choose Peng Benzhi, and he was going to apologize to Liang Zhen.

Liang Zhen's complexion was naturally very ugly, and the Fat County Magistrate was even more anxious.

But it's hard for the two of them to say anything at this time, after all, it's hard to force a weak woman in full view.

But Wei Changtian was different.

He was already holding back his anger, and he wanted to give Liang Zhen a favor by the way, so he interrupted immediately:

"Wait a minute! Is this broken poem worth a thousand gold?"

boom!

It was like igniting a barrel of explosives, and there was an instant uproar in the Xiulou.

There was a wave of ups and downs, and everyone present only felt that what happened tonight was more exciting than watching a movie.

"Isn't this the son-in-law who rejected Miss Su Yu?"

"Yes, I remember the surname is Wei, and it should be with Mr. Liang."

"He dared to refute everyone's face in such a way. I don't know why?"

"Hey, we're just watching a show..."

"..."

Amidst the noise, Su Yu didn't know what to do again.

Song Zhengming was stunned for a moment, then stared at Wei Changtian and shouted in a deep voice:

"Young master, how much is my poem worth? Miss Su Yu has her own judgment, and it's not your turn to point it out here!"

"Didn't your adults teach you etiquette for such a rude move?!"

This is considered very rude, and of course Wei Changtian will not spoil him, and replied directly with a sneer:

"If it weren't for me not wanting to cause trouble now, just based on your last sentence, I would have moved my head at this moment."

"you!"

Song Zhengming had never seen such a rude person before, and his tone was trembling with anger: "You, who are you!"

"Lady Song, you scolded me just now."

Wei Changtian curled his lips sarcastically.

"I am the heinous person who killed the prime minister."

"The Wei family in the capital, Wei Changtian."

(end of this chapter)