This villain is extremely cautious

"Brother Bin! I have a song."

A flash of light flashed in Zhou Yurou's eyes, and she gained something.

"Yu Rouhui has a blue heart, and Bingxue is smart. If she comes out on top, it will be a good story!"

Tang Bin showed a gentle smile on his face and touched her head lovingly.

"Brother Bin, you are making fun of me again."

Zhou Yurou gave him a gentle hammer, took a step forward, saluted the scholars on the judging panel, and then saluted Hua Jieyu: "I use flowers as my title..."

"

After finishing the poem, all the talented people burst into applause.

The great scholars on the judging table closed their eyes to appreciate the artistic conception, and their faces showed satisfaction.

"The girl from the Zhou family was originally a famous and talented woman. Now she has experienced a big change, which has given her a new understanding of emotions, and her poems have become fuller."

A great scholar was stroking his beard and squinting his eyes, as if he was comprehending the meaning of the words.

"It's a pity that she is a woman, otherwise I would have wanted to take her as my disciple and train her well."

"Let's introduce her to ** later. She should like this kind of talent very much."

"For now, the poem about the girl from the Zhou family ranks first."

"I don't know if Tang Bin's performance can beat him."

"Don't forget, the saint asks for poems, not words."

"oh?"

Only after being reminded like this did everyone react.

They all looked at Zhou Yurou deeply.

This woman still knows how to advance and retreat.

By writing such a good lyric, I didn't have to worry about overshadowing Tang Bin, but I also showed my talents and made myself famous.

At the same time, he can win Tang Bin's favor.

It can be said that it achieves multiple things with one stone.

"It's just a crooked word! As for praising it like this? It makes my skin crawl. Are you all licking dogs?"

Wang Yu curled his lips and said disdainfully.

"What did you say?"

Everyone was about to forget about this guy, but unexpectedly, he jumped out on his own.

"Alas...it's terrible to be uneducated! Although Xuanwei Houfu is following the path of martial arts, Wang Yu has completed twelve years of study, right? He doesn't even know how to distinguish the quality of poetry.

It’s so sad that we can’t do it!”

A great scholar let out a long sigh.

The other great scholars also shook their heads.

They have a natural hostility towards Wang Yu who comes from a martial arts family.

"Since Prince Yu said that Miss Zhou's words were not good, then Prince Yu must have made something better? Why not take it out and let everyone appreciate it?"

A talented man rushed and said.

"That's right! Xuanwei Hou is a generation of outstanding people and powerful generals. Although Prince Yu is not good at martial arts, he must have great literary talent. Quick, quick, read out the poem you wrote so that we can all see it."

Seeing Wang Yu being silent.

All the talented people were even more energetic.

"What? Prince Yu can't even compose a poem, right?"

"No way? How about I give you a song?"

"You are just joking. There are so many young people around Prince Yu, how can we use you and me?"

...

The melon-eating crowd also looked at Wang Yu with smiles on their faces.

It is also a pleasure for them to see the little bully of Jiaofangsi being defeated in Jiaofangsi.

Let’s see if this guy has the nerve to come to Jiaofangsi and snatch girls from them.

"Brother Yu, how about we run away?"

Chen Feng suggested in a low voice.

Even with his thick skin, he couldn't stay any longer.

Without poetry in hand, I have no confidence to argue!

Wang Yu drank a glass of wine and said calmly: "I'm afraid that if I write poetry, you won't have the courage to write poetry anymore, and this good show will end early."

"Um?"

All the talented people were stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing.

Even the great Confucians couldn't help but smile.

Marquis Xuanwei is invincible in every battle. If it were a competition in the art of war, perhaps Wang Yu, who has a rich family background, can crush everyone.

But it is a bit ridiculous for a dandy from a family of military commanders to compare poetry with others and say such nonsense.

"Hehehe, I never thought Prince Yu was so confident in his literary talent."

A talented man wiped away his tears:

"In that case, please ask Prince Yu to read it out, so that we can see what kind of masterpiece it is that can make us dare not write poetry."

Wang Yu stood up unsteadily and burped.

"Since you strongly request it, I will sing a song."

The scene immediately became quiet.

All eyes fell on Wang Yu, their eyes full of expectation.

Of course, this is not to expect him to come up with some great verses, but to see what ridiculously crooked poems he can come up with and how much fun he can make them.

Wang Yu picked up the wine bottle on the table, drank a few sips, took a long breath, waved his hand, and recited loudly:

“I don’t see you, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea never to return.”

"hiss----"

Just this sentence made everyone stand on the spot.

Several great scholars felt as if they had been struck by lightning, their eyes widened, their whole bodies were shaken, and their scalps felt numb in waves.

Even the servants who have not completed the twelve years of compulsory education are affected by this poem, and the picture appears in their minds.

The Tianhe River tilts and the waves roll.

Some people who could not resist this majestic momentum even knelt on the ground with a thud.

Then, Wang Yu's expression became a little sad, and his tone became lower:

"Don't you see, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening."

The great scholars stood up collectively.

They pressed their hands on the judging table, their eyes widened, staring at Wang Yu who was dancing the sword on the stage, their eyes full of disbelief.

It was as if he saw a ghost, and then he closed his eyes and understood the meaning carefully.

Several people felt the same and even shed tears.

The scene was deathly silent, and the great scholars clenched their fists and pricked up their ears.

I'm afraid I missed a word.

"If you are happy in life, you must have all the joy, and don't let the golden cup stand empty against the moon."

Wang Yu opened his arms, his voice was like a bell, and his momentum was like a rainbow: "I am born with talents that will be useful, and I will come back after all my gold has been spent."

Chen Feng and others had goosebumps all over their bodies. They felt their hearts pounding and had the urge to look up to the sky and howl.

They were just shocked by the first two sentences, but the last two sentences resonated extremely strongly in their hearts.

No!

It's not just them.

All the gentlemen present felt their blood boiling.

He chanted these two lines of poetry over and over again.

What a poem! Even if they don’t have much literary talent, it doesn’t prevent them from appreciating this poem.

Is this done for them?

The great scholars all opened their mouths wide and could not close them for a long time.

It feels like my soul is about to leave my body.

A good saying for the ages, this is a good saying for the ages!

The melon-eaters were also completely dumbfounded.

Even Hua Jieyu's beautiful eyes turned around and she looked squarely at Wang Yu for the first time.

This poem is unprecedented.

I'm afraid there won't be anyone coming later.

I can't understand how Wang Yu could compose such a poem?

Plagiarized?

However, if such a timeless saying existed before, I am afraid it would have been spread throughout the world.

"How about it, Your Highness the Holy Lady, can this poem of mine still resonate with your ears?"

Wang Yu looked at Hua Jieyu and smiled lightly.

Hua Jieyu bowed and said, "Prince Yu is a great talent! Jieyu admires him."

Even if she helps Tang Bin, she can't open her eyes and tell lies!

And even if you say it, it will be useless.

Those great scholars all knelt down in front of Wang Yu.

"Hahahahaha~~"

Wang Yu raised his head and laughed, then turned to look at Tang Bin:

"The talented poets of the Tang Dynasty were both outstanding in poetry and painting, and the poems they received must be far better than those of a playboy like me. Please do it."

Tang Bin clenched his fists, his expression was gloomy, he gritted his teeth and did not dare to say a word.