Wang Yingqiu pressed her hand down, making a shushing gesture.

The reason she took over Wuxian Garden was twofold: firstly, the owner of Wuxian Garden needed to interact with literati, which was more suitable for women, and secondly, there were few female disciples in the garden, so she was arranged to come over.

Secondly, she herself has a great love for poetry, and hearing a good poem can make her feel happy for a long time.

She didn't want to know about the personal feud between Jing Zhe and Chen Jiannan, nor did she care to.

Once everyone had quieted down, she looked at Jing Zhe and said coldly, "Young master, you can call me Master Wang, not Master of the Garden!"

Wang Yingqiu was extremely concerned about this title.

This is Wuxian Garden, not Fragrance Garden. If you shout like that, do you think I'm like that madam in Fragrance Garden?

Jing Zhe nodded and said earnestly, "Yes, Master."

"..."

Don't be angry, don't be angry...

Wang Yingqiu comforted herself, knowing that the Prince of Jin and the Third Prince of Southern Qi were watching from the second floor, and that nothing could go wrong at this time.

So he changed the subject: "I've heard that you are the same young master who wrote the poem about spring waters, Mr. Kun?"

"hold head high."

"When I first heard the poem about spring water, I was captivated by its beautiful words and imagery. I greatly admire your talent, young master, and I am delighted to meet you today."

Even though Jing Zhe had criticized her twice, Wang Yingqiu's words were absolutely true. As a poetry enthusiast, her respect for the strong was genuine.

"Yes, I admire the owner's good taste."

Jing Zhe nodded and said.

"..."

Qingqiu turned her body to the side where no one was around, her shoulders shaking.

Wang Yingqiu swore that if it weren't in front of so many people, she would have slapped him away!

Do you even know the meaning of humility? Do you even know what shame is?

But then I comforted myself, saying that talented people often behave eccentrically, which is understandable, understandable...

Thinking about it this way, I finally calmed down.

"I've heard that Young Master Kun can only compose lyrics after drinking fine wine?"

"Yes."

"We happen to have some fine wine brewed in Wuxian Garden. Would Young Master Kun like to try some?"

"OK."

Seeing that Jing Zhe agreed, Wang Yingqiu clapped her hands, and soon the waiter came over with a pot of wine and poured a cup in front of Jing Zhe.

In an instant, the aroma of wine filled the air!

"What a wonderful aroma of wine!"

"As expected of the fine wine brewed by Wuxian Pavilion!"

"If one can appreciate such fine wine, how could one not compose beautiful poems?"

As they said this, everyone began to envy Jing Zhe.

Upon smelling the aroma of the wine, Jing Zhe frowned slightly.

He knew the wine was good without even tasting it.

But he couldn't say the wine was good.

He still harbors resentment over Qingqiu "stealing" his money and doesn't have much affection for her friend Wang Yingqiu, which is why he lashed out at her several times.

But he wouldn't go so far as to say that someone else's wine is bad because of that!

The reason is still the liquor. If they admit that their liquor is good, how will they sell their spirits?

"Young Master Kun, please have a taste!"

Wang Yingqiu's words brought Jing Zhe back to reality. He picked up the wine cup, took a sip, and then put it down.

"How about it?"

"Not very good."

Seeing Wang Yingqiu's face gradually darken, he immediately added, "It's not that the wine is bad, but when I write lyrics, I need strong liquor. If the wine isn't strong, I can't write the lyrics!"

"So that means Young Master Akun can't come up with any more lyrics?"

"Without strong liquor, it naturally can't be made."

Jing Zheli is straightforward and confident.

"hehe."

Strong liquor?

It's not that there aren't any, but they're all in the palace!

If you can't drink it in your lifetime, then don't write lyrics!

I thought he was a talented man, but it turns out he's a fraud! No wonder he spoke so strangely!

Wang Yingqiu sneered and stopped looking at him.

How could Chen Jiannan, who had been depressed ever since being rebuked by Jing Zhe, miss this opportunity?

He immediately jumped out, pointed at Jing Zhe, and said, "See what I told you? He's a fraud. He's useless, yet he blames the wine! I think his previous poem about spring water was probably plagiarized from somewhere!"

Everyone nodded in agreement with his point of view.

In an instant, Jing Zhe became like a rat crossing the street, hated by everyone.

Qingqiu glanced at him with some worry. Although they hadn't known each other for long, she always felt that he wasn't that kind of person. Why didn't he refute her?

However, Jing Zhe, the person involved, was completely unaffected and even wanted to laugh: The happier you are now, the more painful the slap in the face will be later!

...

"Ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce myself!"

Although Wang Yingqiu disliked Jing Zhe, kicking him when he was down or making sarcastic remarks was not her style, so she pulled Qingqiu out of the way.

"This is Qingqiu, the chief disciple of the Qingyun Sect!"

After she finished her introduction, the hall fell into a brief silence.

Then, everyone in the room was shocked.

A person's name, a tree's shadow.

Who is Qingqiu?

That was the head disciple of Qingyun Sect, the head of the four major sects, and he was once the youngest head disciple among the four major sects. Although this record was later broken by the one from Kunlun Mirror, no one dared to underestimate him.

Moreover, she and the one from Kunlun Mirror were equally skilled in martial arts, with few rivals among the younger generation. What's even more amazing is that they were not only skilled in martial arts, but also extremely beautiful, and were known as the "Twin Beauties of Kunlun Mirror".

I've only ever heard their legends before, so how could I not be excited to finally meet one of the two beauties today?

Seeing everyone's enthusiasm, Wang Yingqiu smiled and said, "Qingqiu usually travels around the martial world and has never participated in poetry gatherings or similar activities. Today, she has come to Wuxian Garden and happens to have so many talented men present. So, I would like to ask you all to compose poems and lyrics on her as the theme. What do you think?"

"good!"

The crowd shouted.

"Of course, since it was Yingqiu's suggestion, there will naturally be a prize."

He pointed to the wine pot that had just been used to pour a cup for Jing Zhe, and said, "How about this, whoever writes the best poem can have this pot of wine shared with Qing Qiu? What do you all think?"

"good!"

"Without further ado, gentlemen, let's begin!"

Wang Yingqiu pulled Qingqiu back, leaving the stage to the scholars in the hall. Watching them rubbing their hands together, their morale high, she whispered to Qingqiu with a smile, "See what I told you? Look how happy they are with your appearance! Perhaps we'll actually hear some good poems today!"

Qingqiu nodded slightly, looked to the side, seemingly lost in thought.

Next, the scholars in the hall took turns to appear.

Holding a folding fan, he shook his head and acted as if he were doing something serious, but the poems he produced were really not worth praising.

"She was tall and slender, with a graceful and charming appearance."

Her long hair flowed freely, her gentle smile and soft whispers were unparalleled.

Jing Zhe almost burst out laughing after hearing this. What kind of geniuses are these? Or is it just doggerel?

Perhaps knowing that he was only destined to warm up the crowd and be a bystander, the poems written by the scholars afterward were not much different in quality from the first doggerel, and were so good that they made people drowsy.

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