When the people around saw that there was no gossip to read, they all shifted their gaze from Jiang Huan and Ling Yuan back to the Qushui Liushang.
At this moment, a scholar and woman recited a poem, and everyone couldn't help but applaud.
"Very good, very good! As expected of Miss Li."
"I think Miss Li's talent and learning are quite similar to that of Mr. Li in his youth."
Li Shaoyun clasped his fists and smiled at everyone, his tone extremely humble.
"You are all too flattering. I am still not good enough in cultivation."
The cheers from the crowd brought Ling Yuan back from his thoughts.
She looked at Li Shaoyun, who was chatting and laughing with everyone in the distance and was in high spirits, and a gleam of light flashed in her eyes.
This Li Shaoyun was also a top figure in the capital, and his fame was no less than that of his original self, Yi Jiange and Jin Juntong.
If she can suppress the other party later, I think all the men and women present will look at her with admiration, haha.
Ling Yuan raised the corners of his lips, already confident of what he was doing.
Originally, she was worried that the boss behind Diyi Soup would also be at the poetry meeting and would recite some of the classic Chinese poems and ruin her good deeds.
But she looked around the table and didn't find anyone who looked at her with an unusual expression.
Besides, the poetry gathering had been going on for nearly an hour, and with so many men and women reciting poems and composing fu, she had never heard a word from China.
If that time traveler were here, she didn't believe she could resist reciting Chinese classics to broaden the horizons of these ancients.
She also didn't believe that the other party didn't want to be in the spotlight and stand out from the crowd.
Thinking about it this way, the time traveler in the first soup was not at the table at all.
No matter how popular the restaurant opened by the other party is, his status is still not high enough to attend the poetry reading.
At this moment, all the grievances and oppression that Ling Yuan had suffered from Diyi Geng had disappeared, and a strong sense of superiority emerged in his heart.
A new round of Qushui Liushang began. Ling Yuan stared at the wine cup and said silently in his heart: Come to me, come to me.
After a while, the wine cup filled with wine really stopped in front of Ling Yuan.
"Okay! Miss Ling, please drink some wine and compose some poems or recite some fu."
Jiang Huan perked up, [Here it comes, the heroine is going to recite Chinese classic poems. ]
Jiang Yun and Jiang Xuan looked at each other and couldn't help but straighten their expressions.
Which dynasty is this Huaxia that Huanhuan is talking about? Why have they never heard of it?
And from Huanhuan's tone, it seems that China has many classics and masterpieces throughout the ages?
They want to see how wonderful the poems Ling Yuan composes are!
When everyone saw the wine cup stop in front of Ling Yuan, they all looked a little surprised.
Many people who don't get along with Ling Yuan have already started watching the show secretly.
Ling Yuan confidently picked up the glass and drank it all.
Then he looked around at everyone and began to chant with great enthusiasm.
"Have you not seen that the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky..."
As soon as Ling Yuan opened his mouth for the first time, countless people present were surprised.
However, what shocked and amazed everyone even more came.
Ling Yuan raised his lips and smiled complacently, then continued reading.
"Don't you see... I was born to be useful..."
After reciting the entire poem with great enthusiasm, Ling Yuan bowed his hands and smiled at everyone, "I am sorry to show you my ugliness."
The people who were drawn into the moment by this masterpiece only came back to their senses when they heard her voice.
The indignant emotions expressed in the poem and the unruly nature shown by Ling Yuan amazed everyone.
"Clap, clap, clap!" Some people couldn't help but applaud.
Looking at Ling Yuan, his eyes were full of admiration, "Great! What a great saying! God has endowed me with talents that will be useful, and even if I lose all my wealth, I will get it back! Great sentence, this sentence must be the best quatrain in history!"
The others also praised.
"The saying that life is full of joy is also very true!"
"I didn't expect Miss Ling to be the one with real talent."
Of course, there were also some people who noticed that there was something wrong with the poem and frowned secretly, looking at Ling Yuan with questioning eyes.
Just seeing how everyone was praising Ling Yuan so much, they finally refrained from questioning him and ruining everyone's mood.
Yi Jiange next to him frowned for a moment and then relaxed his brows, with a playful look in his eyes.
"Excuse me, Miss Ling, does this poem have a name?"
"It's called 'Song of the Wine'."
As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd burst into applause again.
Those people who originally didn't get along with Ling Yuan also looked at her strangely, and they had already developed some admiration for her in their hearts.
Jiang Yun and Jiang Xuan looked at each other, with a hint of surprise in their eyes.
It is indeed a quatrain!
But when I think about the fact that this was not written by Ling Yuan, but that she had appropriated the achievements of others and used other people's masterpieces to gain fame and attention for herself.
The two of them became even more disgusted with Ling Yuan.
Jiang Xuan glanced at Jiang Huan secretly, wondering when she would make her move.
She didn't believe that Jiang Xiaoliu came just to see Ling Yuan shine, there must be other means.
Jiang Huan took a sip of wine leisurely and contentedly, not in a hurry at all.
[Take it slow, we are just beginning. Let the heroine be in the spotlight first and feel proud for a while.
Then it was revealed all at once, and I gained and lost again, falling from the clouds to the mire. This feeling is not pleasant. 】
Jiang Yun sighed. A Yuan's reputation... ah...
Although she was concerned about Ling Yuan's reputation, she would not stop Jiang Huan from doing so.
Jiang Xuan shook his body violently and gave Jiang Huan a thumbs up in his heart.
Hiss! Jiang Xiaoliu is really good at playing! I admire you!
Yan Qing, whose attention was focused on Jiang Xuan, noticed that she shivered and asked in a gentle voice, "Are you cold, Your Highness?"
Jiang Xuan waved his hand, "It's not cold."
Yan breathed a sigh of relief and continued to pick up snacks for her. Bian Ran and Jing Yang were not to be outdone.
The three of them fought for the food, and soon the food in Jiang Xuan's bowl almost overflowed.
In the distance, Guan Qin's face was full of admiration and love for Ling Yuan.
This is the daughter of the left prime minister! He has a really good eye!
Ling Yuan's eyes were filled with satisfaction, and she proudly held her chest high, enjoying the admiration and praise from everyone.
Humph! You are dumbfounded, you country bumpkins. This is our great Chinese thing.
Just reciting one or two poems by her would make the ancient people here marvel and applaud, and would also make her famous in history, hahahaha.
At this time, Ling Yuan suddenly looked towards Jiang Huan, her eyes mainly focused on Fu Yanjing.
When he saw Fu Yanjing holding Jiang Huan's hand, all his attention was focused on Jiang Huan.
After ignoring the commotion she made, Ling Yuan couldn't help feeling discouraged and became even more jealous of Jiang Huan.
She cursed in her heart: What kind of vision! Jiang Huan is just a idiot, and he can actually like her!
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The poem in this article is quoted from Li Bai's "Song of the Wine" in the Tang Dynasty
The original text is as follows:
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