C875 One Year ago You Did Not Make Any Progress!
C875 One Year ago You Did Not Make Any Progress!
Yue Qianfang also did not expect Ye Zimei to come up with such a simple question, and immediately said: "Everyone needs to transcribe the poems that are written, and the words can be used to communicate with the gods. And my Aromatic Group Pavilion will also record all of the treasures written by the victor, which will be hung in front of the door for others to appraise, how about it? "
"Aiya, I still have to read the words, that's really difficult ?"
"My words are not bad. Hehe, this time, I might have a chance!"
Some people were happy, some were sad, but when Yue Qianfang's voice fell, there were still many people who directly placed a piece of paper on the table, dipped it in ink and started to compose a poem.
"Aiya, using a flower as a poem, it's very simple!"
The Crown Prince laughed and also took out a pen. After thinking for a while, he wrote something on the paper.
Ling Tian raised his eyebrows and stepped forward to take a look.
In front of the door, there was a flower.
Three bees were spent,
People pass through the lace,
Bees flew and buzzed.
You call this a poem?
Ling Tian wiped his forehead with his hands, sweating profusely.
He finally understood how the crown prince had lowered his status in front of the people of Chang'an City after so many years.
It would be weird if he did not get buried to death by the Prince Zhongshan just like that.
"Haha, how is Ling Tian, Gu Wen Si Wen Ming, this kind of small poem, I'll pinch with my bare hands!"
But the Crown Prince still didn't know it. He raised his brush and looked at Ling Tian, extremely pleased with himself.
"Uh, it's so!"
Ling Tian wiped his sweat and said.
"That's right. How can a poem that was made alone fall into the secular world?"
The Crown Prince laughed and actually held up his poem for everyone to see.
On the other side, the corner of Yue Qianfang's mouth twitched, and after a long while, she could not help but clap and say: "The Crown Prince's calligraphy, is pretty good ?."
Ling Tian: "..."
However, the others didn't want to give the Crown Prince any face. After they finished reading this poem, they immediately burst into laughter. That scene was simply too spectacular.
"Hahaha, you are really making me laugh to death. You think you are a poem? If you want to defeat me, you are still far from doing so! "
Li Kan raised his head and laughed, then waved his hand, "Bring out the brush, and let His Highness see, what is a poem!"
Behind him, Lin Zhuoran's face was pale, as he silently offered a brush.
After a few breaths of time, Li Kan finished writing a poem. In terms of speed, he was on par with the crown prince.
Ling Tian's heart sank, and thought to himself, "Could it be that this guy had some skill in poetry?"
If that was the case, then the Crown Prince would be the first to make a move.
This crown prince was simply a lousy teammate!
"Hehe, don't worry, he's just a Good-for-nothing. What kind of poem would he write?"
The Crown Prince did not mind and said to Ling Tian:
The latter was skeptical, her gaze sweeping across Li Kan's raised up poem.
Immediately, he was dumbfounded as well.
Looking from afar at the yellow chrysanthemum flowers,
The lower part was thin and the upper part was thick.
If you turn the flowers upside down,
The top part was as thick as a head!
The royal clan had dealt with these two.
They were evenly matched!
No wonder everyone looked down on each other. In fact, both of them were scum!
Ling Tian had thought that the Crown Prince's poem was foolish enough, but he hadn't thought that the wetness of the Prince Zhongshan would be so great that it would fly out of the sky!
"The higher the Pavilion Master, the better for this king and the crown prince?!"
Prince Zhongshan was foolish enough to ask Yue Qianfang, but he was not aware of it.
The latter seemed to have long been prepared as she smiled indifferently, "Both of you, your highness, your wetness is excellent. However, the words' Crown Prince 'should be better read."
"Ha ha-ha ha, Pavilion Master Yue's Insight of Wisdom Gold! , why aren't you admitting defeat? I've said it before, it was all for you! You still won't believe it! "
The Crown Prince laughed.
"Damn it!"
Prince Zhongshan was enraged, he immediately tore the paper in his hand, and then waved his hand, "You guys go, we must take down this round!"
In a split-second, with Prince Zhongshan's command, more than ten people, including Yun Yang, rushed out from behind him. They all started to pour ink on the ground and started to write their poems.
"Ling Tian, I've already won a round, you should also take action now. Take them down!"
The Crown Prince also sat back down and waved his hand.
"Heh heh, I can't make it."
However, Ling Tian sat steadily and did not get up.
On the platform, everyone composed their poems extremely quickly. People finished their poems one after another, and there was no lack of masterpieces.
But in Ling Tian's eyes, it could only be said to be okay, it could not even be said to be moving Ye Zimei.
How could a Courtesan Belle like Ye Zimei have low standards?
In the end, only Yun Yang could be seen descending the platform, as he continued to write.
Other than this, the rest of the army was completely wiped out.
Li Kan looked at Yun Yang anxiously, and placed all his hopes on Yun Yang.
"Wow, this is the son of the Marquis of Yun State, I heard that his Talent of Martial Arts is not bad, and after a year in Zhong State, his combat power has soared. Now in Kunwu Academic Palace, his combat power is already ranked in the top five!"
"That's right, and I heard that Yun Yang has quite the talent. Even the Prince Rong had personally praised him!"
"Prince Rong? That's great! "
Very quickly, amidst the discussions of the crowd, Yun Yang finished his words.
He raised the poem in his hand and made it public.
Ling Tian also curiously looked over. After all, he and this Yun Yang had fought over two poems before. He also wanted to see if this Yun Yang had made any progress over the past year.
Spring, Blue, Autumn, Chrysanthemum, Summer, Wind,
The fragrance of the ten thousand flowers and the sun filled the air.
There are a lot of different colors in this group,
A white lotus bloomed in his dreams.
Once Yun Yang's poem was out, everyone nodded their heads.
His poem could be considered to be ingenious.
Others knew that Ye Zimei's Martial Soul was just a white lotus.
And at this time, within the Thousand Flowers Paradise, even though there were tens of thousands of flowers blooming, in Yun Yang's eyes, all of them were less than a white lotus in a dream.
It could be said that not only did he write flowers, he even praised Ye Zimei.
Moreover, among them were the words' Fang ', which was very fitting for the current situation.
For a moment, Yue Qianfang nodded her head repeatedly.
"That's right, Young Master Yun Yang is the most talented one, out of all of the current poems."
Soon after, she looked at Ye Zimei who was trapped within the Array, waiting for her decision.
After all, Ye Zimei had the authority to assess the round.
However, to everyone's surprise, Ye Zimei remained unmoved. The Array did not have any reaction.
In an instant, Yun Yang's face sank as well.
"Hahaha, in my opinion, this poem is nothing much, and you still want to move Yellowhorse? Save it! "
The Crown Prince laughed.
"Stop putting on airs there! Yun Yang's poems are not good, are you guys good enough? "
Li Kan looked at Ling Tian, "So what if Yun Yang is stronger than him?!"
"Hehe, I'm afraid I have disappointed County Lord, Crown Prince Yun Yang's poems, are only so, not much better than one year ago!"
descended once again to the center of the stage and stood with his hands behind his back.