Chapter 195 Spring Dragon Poetry Gathering (Part 2)
"Su Sheng! It's really Su Sheng!"
"Ah! I never thought I would be able to see the true face of the poet in my lifetime! I have no regrets in death! I have no regrets in death!!"
"With Su Sheng, the literary world of Daning can shine like the sun!"
"Saint Su! I am only sixteen years old and my family is wealthy. I only ask to be your maidservant!"
"Bah! Slut! How dare you!"
"Saint Su! I am just over forty years old, and I am willing to be your book boy!"
“.”
I have to say that Su Wu’s appeal is indeed terrifying.
Ever since he showed up, the noise by the lake has become louder and louder, with no sign of stopping.
However, compared to the terrifying "private fans" in previous lives, this group of people are still relatively "rational star-chasing".
There were only two people in Su Wu's group, but wherever they went, the crowd made way for them. No one rushed up to have close contact with the idol or ask for an autograph or anything like that.
And Su Wu indeed had the demeanor of a great man. Facing all kinds of almost crazy shouts from the people around him, he always maintained a smile as if bathed in the spring breeze. His every move was restrained and steady, which well interpreted what it meant to be "a man of culture is naturally elegant."
This old man has some real stuff.
Wei Changtian made such a judgment, and then turned his gaze to the young man who followed Su Wu.
It was Qin Yu, the poet who had composed the poem "The bright moon hangs in the sky waiting for the king" on the flower boat of Yangliu Shi, and then was shocked to the point of losing consciousness by his own poem "The clouds think of clothes, the flowers think of face".
Although Qin Yu was a retainer of the Liu family before, he had no idea about his current situation.
Li Huaizhong also did not mention what Su Wu and Qin Yu were involved in the Liu family's conspiracy.
So just sit back and watch.
If Qin Yu, or even Su Wu, were really coming for him, Wei Changtian wouldn't mind killing one more "saint".
Anyway, Su Wu is not a cultivator, so he can kill anyone at will.
As for his ability to write poetry , there is a use for his ability to write poetry.
“Wow~”
The small boat carrying half of the Daning poetry world opened a few lanterns and slowly approached the group of boats in the center of the lake.
As Su Wu left the shore and entered the lake, the cheers of the "fans" on the shore finally died down and turned into small-scale whispers.
"Sister Xu, that person just now was the Sage of Poetry? He just looked like an old man!"
Ignoring the several angry looks around her, You Jia curled her lips, looking a little disappointed.
Xu Qingwan quickly pulled her sleeve and whispered, "Keep your voice down so that others don't hear it."
"But that's how I feel!"
You Jia stood on tiptoe and looked at Ye Xiaozhou where Wei Changtian was from afar: "Young Master Wei's poems are also very good, and he is much more handsome than Su Wu."
"If you ask me, the title of poet should be given to Master Wei!"
"Sister Xu, don't you think so?"
“.”
Hearing this, Xu Qingwan agreed in her heart, but was too embarrassed to agree with him out loud. In the end, she just blushed and stammered:
"I, I don't know."
"Haha, Sister Xu, how come you become a different person when you talk about Master Wei!"
“No, no.”
"Ha ha ha ha!"
You Jia laughed more and more happily: "In the words of the literati, this is called uh."
Seeing Youjia stuck, Xu Qingwan whispered to remind her: "They are two different people."
"Oh~"
You Jia dragged out the words: "Yes, they are completely different people!"
“.”
Being repeatedly ridiculed by You Jia, Xu Qingwan lowered her head lower and lowered her face, flushing.
In this situation, she certainly couldn't notice Yujia's eyes looking in the other direction from time to time.
It was a temporary platform built by the lake, on which seemed to be a man in a green robe sitting alone.
The man in green robe also saw Youjia, but he just glanced at her and then turned his head away.
There is not only one such high platform by the lake, and most of them are high-ranking officials and wealthy people who were not invited but did not want to miss the grand event tonight.
But compared to the bustling and brightly lit scenes on other platforms, this one is indeed a little different.
Who is sitting on the stage? What is his relationship with Youjia?
Yang Liushi hid in the crowd not far away, and several questions popped up in his mind.
But no matter what, one thing is certain now.
That is, Youjia is definitely hiding a secret that cannot be told.
As to whether this secret is good or bad for Wei Changtian, it is not clear yet, but... The young master said that many people will die tonight.
And at this time, Youjia, a female warrior, suddenly became interested in the literati's poetry.
Plus the mysterious person on the platform who was clearly acquainted with Youjia Relying on a woman’s, oh no, it should be a fox demon’s sixth sense, Yang Liushi always felt that Youjia had bad intentions.
Also looking at Wei Changtian from afar on the lake, Yang Liushi wished she could run over and explain her discovery to him right away.
But she was also afraid that this would ruin Wei Changtian's plan.
A trace of worry flashed across her eyes, and Yang Liushi couldn't help but whisper to herself anxiously: "Sir, you must not be fooled by that vixen!"
Wei Changtian had no idea what Yang Liushi, You Jia, and Xu Qingwan, the three women who had secretly come unexpectedly, were thinking at this moment.
He didn't even notice the three people at all, his eyes were always on Su Wu.
The highly anticipated boat slowly floated into the group of boats and finally docked next to Yan Shuyuan's boat.
Yan Shuyuan wore a white robe, and Su Wu also wore a white robe.
However, in comparison at this moment, Yan Shuyuan, who had a very sage-like appearance just now, suddenly looked a little tacky.
It has nothing to do with appearance or clothing; it is purely a difference in temperament.
Fortunately, Su Wu did not come over and get close to Wei Changtian, otherwise, compared with the two, Wei Changtian would probably be just like a country bumpkin.
Tsk tsk tsk, you could say that he is a "saint".
Wei Changtian shook his head and sighed in his heart, and was about to look away.
However, Qin Yu suddenly leaned over to Su Wu's ear and whispered something, and pointed his finger in his direction.
Hmm? Confirm the target?
Is this an attempt to take revenge?
Wei Changtian frowned in a very mean way.
And the next second he saw Su Wu smiled and nodded, then actually bowed to him from a distance.
This was the first time Su Wu took the initiative to greet someone since his appearance.
In an instant, countless eyes were focused on him, as if they wanted to see who had such a great reputation.
As for Wei Changtian himself, after a brief moment of stunned silence, he quickly returned the greeting by bowing in the air.
Regardless of whether Su Wu really has good intentions or is using courtesy before force, one must still fulfill one's duties of courtesy.
After three breaths, the two men withdrew their hands.
The fairy in the pavilion had disappeared at some point, and was replaced by an old man in brocade clothes standing there.
Everyone stopped talking, and even the lakeshore was silent.
"On the second day, it is traditionally said that it is the Vegetable Picking Festival. A cup of wine can ease the worry of carrying firewood."
"From this time on, I began to drink and write poetry, and in my old age I will talk about my romantic life."
As the old man slowly and loudly recited the first poem he had written long ago, this year's Spring Dragon Poetry Festival in Shuzhou City finally kicked off.
(ps: The story of the Spring Dragon Poetry Festival is probably the most complicated and difficult part of this book so far. The plot is complicated and there are many characters. It will take about ten chapters, so the titles are simply one, two, three, four.) (End of this chapter)
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