Chapter 131: Poetry car accident scene.

Isn’t it said that the people in charge of Baoyue Tower and Zuixianju are very smart?
This seemed to be a chance for the scholars present to write poems and lyrics, providing a stage for them to become famous overnight. But in fact, the ones who benefited the most were the girls and courtesans on the second floor!
It would be fine if there was no masterpiece that would be sung by the whole audience tonight, but if there really was one, then wouldn't the person who presented it immediately have his worth doubled and become famous all over the world?
By then, wouldn’t Baoyue Tower and Zuixianju make a fortune and be grinning from ear to ear?

For this reason, they even offered their top performer's virginity as a reward for first place in poetry!

"Is this true?"

"Miss Sang Wen, just wait and see! For you, I will definitely overpower everyone tonight!"

"Hey! You really made me laugh. Forget about overwhelming the whole audience. Even if you can make it into the top three of tonight's best works, I will perform a handstand to wash your hair right there!"

"Who dares to look down on me? But don't leave after the meeting!"

"If you don't want to leave, then don't leave. I'm waiting for you!"

Everyone in the room was talking about it, and it was chaotic for a while!

But someone still raised a more important question: "I would like to ask, what is the title of the poem?"

After hearing this, everyone gradually quieted down and turned their eyes towards the stage.

The hostess smiled lightly, with an indescribable charm, and said, "This gentleman asked a good question. Writing poems at the performance tonight is indeed a good story! Since the poem is dedicated to the courtesan to help her judge the quality of the poem, it is natural that the theme should be the courtesan that one likes!"

After hearing this, everyone smiled in unison, and some of them even breathed a sigh of relief.

But no matter what, everyone agrees with this theme, and some people have already started thinking about it.

In addition to these people, some scholars who originally planned to compete were also discouraged, "Damn it, I am the worst at describing women, I only feel sorry for my sister!"

This is a group of stinky and lazy people.

"Haha, I need to think carefully about this kind of question! No rush, no rush!"

This is the group of people who are unable to do anything but are willing to do something stubborn.

Someone heard what everyone was saying and asked curiously to his friend beside him: "Brother Wang, did you hear the sounds of the animals around you?"

The prince shook his head and said, "Where did these animals come from? They are all trash!"

"You can do it!"

"I'm so angry!"

"The person who just called me trash, don't leave after this!"

"Good fellow! It's you again! You made me laugh again. I told you I'd wait for you, and I'll wait for you!"

As everyone was arguing, the young man who had asked the question again asked, "If we write poems, who will judge the quality? What if two poems of similar quality appear and neither side admits defeat?"

"Oh, your question really hits the nail on the head!" The female host covered her mouth and chuckled, then became respectful and solemn again.

She turned sideways and bowed to the roof of Yipinju. She said in a high-pitched voice, "Since it is a poetry review, there must be judges!"

"We are honored to have invited the most distinguished person in the Northern Qi Kingdom to our second floor, that is - Your Majesty!"

"What!!"

As the host said the word "Your Majesty", everyone trembled, their eyes all shot towards the top floor of Yipinju, and they waited anxiously.

Zhan Doudou, who was beside Li An, stood up, walked to the wooden railing in front, and looked downstairs.

That invincible and majestic look appeared before everyone.

Looking at the figure upstairs, everyone knelt down and bowed, shouting, "May Your Majesty be safe!"

It is said that the Northern Qi emperor really loved to go out of the palace and have fun with the people.
"Everyone, please stand up!"

Zhan Doudou said in a deep voice, but she couldn't suppress the excitement in her words. This was the scene she loved the most.

"I guess you all have no objection to me being the judge!"

"Your Majesty is wise!" Everyone stood up and shouted again.

Zhan Doudou nodded and said, "Then let's get started! Let me see if the people of Northern Qi still have the same literary talent."

Everyone was so excited when they heard this.

Take off! Take off!
What are you waiting for? I will come up with a good piece of work today even if I rack my brains! If I can make His Majesty happy, it will be heard by the emperor and he will be in his heart! What a future. Oh, I dare not even think about it!
In fact, with Zhan Doudou's status as an emperor, being a judge naturally makes Baoyue Tower and Zuixianju look too high.

Although she was neither good at literature nor martial arts, and did not have the ability to deeply evaluate poetry, but everyone did not know! In their opinion, the current emperor, who had received the best education since birth and studied under Zhuang Mohan, was naturally the best choice for the judges here.

Therefore, everyone is convinced!

They were all thinking about Baoyue Tower and Zuixianju, wondering what gifts or rare items they had presented to His Majesty, and how much money they had spent to invite His Majesty?
Immediately, someone who couldn't help but get excited spoke first:

"The courtesan is like a fairy among flowers, with a charming and leisurely manner."

"The beauty of her figure is crowned with fragrance, and her light steps fill the garden."

Literally speaking, this poem should be dedicated to Yuan Meng.

"Puchi, you made me laugh again!"

"What level are you at? You're attending the same event as me? Sit at the kids' table!"

“It kind of rhymes.”

"What kind of author is this! What kind of words are he thinking of?"

Everyone was delighted and started joking.

Even Zhan Doudou upstairs shook his head speechlessly and commented, "It's just a random pile of things." Then he stopped talking.

"Isn't this pretty good?" Hong Kaijia said weakly, "It rhymes and is well described."

Looking at the ignorant Hong Kaijia, Li An slapped his forehead and thought to himself that he shouldn't have let him come! Helplessly he said, "Blame me, the teacher, for not teaching you how to write poetry."

In fact, Li An also understood that even if he really taught him, this idiot would not be able to learn it.

There were many people like Hong Kaijia in the field. Someone shouted angrily: "If you can do it, then do it. When you are told to do it, you punch hard, but when you are asked to write a poem, you are so timid!"

This put the people who had just laughed at him in disgrace. One of them shouted angrily, "I'll go ahead, just listen carefully!"

"Her lips are red, her teeth are white, her figure is beautiful, her purity and tenderness are revealed."

"The sound of the piano is elegant, and the spring breeze is more beautiful than flowers."

The man had just finished reading the poem, and his face was filled with pride when he heard a cheer from the audience: "Good! Good! This is good!"

"What a fart! Okay!"

"That's right, isn't this on the same level as the previous song?"

"If I say you don't understand, then don't refute me, okay? I'm just listening!"

"Why, are you dissatisfied? I'm talking about you!"

"Well, don't leave when the show is over!"

Another person said, "You know what, it rhymes."

"Why you again? Do you think anything is good as long as it rhymes?"

Li An upstairs couldn't hold back any longer after hearing everyone's comments and burst out laughing.

Seeing that everyone was staring at him, he hurriedly said, "The air choked my throat and I feel a little uncomfortable. Let's drink!"

He quickly changed the subject.

Only Zhan Doudou looked at the funny Li Ang, and her eyes gradually brightened up, looking very handsome.

To be honest, this second one is better than the first one, but only to a limited extent. (Because the author thought about it for a while longer.)

After that, poems came out from time to time, but they were all just mediocre, which made Zhan Doudou's face turn ugly.

"Is this the level of the younger generation of Qi?"

Off the court.

By this time, the warm-up was almost over. Those who were truly capable could no longer hold back.

Didn't you see that His Majesty upstairs hasn't spoken for a long time? You can't grasp this kind of opportunity, it still depends on yourself!
(End of this chapter)