“This is Miaoyin!”
Zhang Xu suddenly sat up as if he had been given an injection of chicken blood, and stared at Miaoyin intently.
It seems that Zhang Xu is also a fan of Miaoyin!
Is this Miaoyin?
Yun Zheng frowned, "Didn't you say she was as beautiful as a fairy? Even if she wore a veil, you could still see her appearance?"
"Of course I can't see it!"
Zhang Xu said as a matter of course.
"Then how do you know she is so beautiful?"
Yun Zheng's face was filled with black lines.
"Someone else said so!"
...
...
Zhang Xu narrowed his eyes and kept glancing at Miaoyin. "Those who were lucky enough to be her lovers said that she was breathtakingly beautiful, even the fairies in heaven could not compare to her..."
Depend on!
He really thought that this wonderful music was beautiful!
It turns out that it’s all just hype!
This Miaoyin is well versed in the art of hype!
While Yun Zheng was complaining crazily, Miaoyin had already spoken.
The opening remarks are nothing more than thanking everyone for their support.
Yun Zheng didn’t know what Miaoyin looked like.
However, this woman's voice is really sweet!
Just listening to the sound makes people feel numb all over.
I hope it’s not a weird voice actor!
Yun Zheng thought to himself.
"Ms. Miaoyin, you better ask the questions quickly!"
"Yes, yes, come up with the questions!"
"So what if you set a question? With your poetic talent, can you catch Miss Miaoyin's eye?"
"I am fully prepared today. The first prize today belongs to me!"
"What a big tone! If I hadn't come, you would have had a chance to take the first place, but now that I'm here, you all have no chance..."
As soon as Miaoyin finished her opening remarks, a group of talented people in the audience started arguing.
Looking at the appearance of these people, Yun Zheng couldn't help but sigh secretly.
Talented?
Jackal is pretty good!
"Sixth Master, look, this is the character of these so-called talented people..."
Zhang Xu glanced at the talented scholars who were arguing with great disdain, and introduced them to Yun Zheng, "The idiot who danced the most happily is the son of Imperial Censor Meng Ruowang, Meng Guangbai! The one who was confronting him was Wang Xian, the grandson of Wang Xuan, the chief academic officer of the Imperial College..."
Zhang Xu whispered to Yun Zheng about the person who was jumping the most enthusiastically downstairs.
Good job!
They all come from good backgrounds.
The worst case was the son of a fifth-rank civil servant.
No wonder they are so excited!
When everyone was arguing, Miaoyin came out to stop them.
"Please don't argue, I will ask the question now."
Miaoyin's voice was so captivating that it instantly quieted everyone down.
"Please ask Miss Miaoyin to give the questions quickly!"
Wang Xian bowed, looking full of confidence.
"Please wait a moment, young master. I will ask the question right away."
Miaoyin chuckled softly, and then said delicately: "I heard yesterday that the Sixth Prince of our dynasty will go to the Shuobei border soon. I dare to ask you to write a poem on the battlefield..."
Listening to Miaoyin's words, Zhang Xu subconsciously looked at Yun Zheng.
Yun Zheng was also slightly stunned.
Damn it!
Eating the melon has ended up in your own head?
Has this matter spread?
hey-hey!
Good thing!
Maybe I can find an opportunity to add fuel to the fire today!
Yun Zheng thought silently for a moment, then asked Zhang Xu in a low voice: "Do you want to be the lover of this Miss Miaoyin?"
"Of course I do!"
Zhang Xu nodded suddenly, but soon his expression became gloomy again, "But with the little knowledge I have, I can't even write an article on the spot, let alone compose a poem..."
Yun Zheng gently hooked his hand and whispered, "Come closer to my ear!"
Zhang Xu looked at Yun Zheng doubtfully and immediately moved closer.
As Yun Zheng whispered, Zhang Xu's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Is this a poem you wrote?"
Zhang Xu looked at Yun Zheng with surprise.
"fart!"
Yun Zheng whispered, "It was written by Shen Luoyan's second sister-in-law, and I copied it."
"I see!"
Zhang Xu suddenly realized, "I told you, we are both equally useless..."
Zhang Xu realized that something was wrong when he was halfway through his speech, and immediately changed his words, "I mean, we both have about the same amount of knowledge, hehe..."
"That's enough, that's enough!"
Yun Zheng waved his hand, "Hurry up and remember this, or you'll shock these people!"
Zhang Xu nodded vigorously, and just as he was about to memorize it, his face froze. He could only shamelessly move closer and said awkwardly, "Sixth Young Master, please say it again. I... I forgot..."
"I……"
Yun Zheng was slightly choked and was speechless for a moment.
This guy really isn't cut out for studying and doing research!
I just told him, and he forgot so quickly?
Yun Zheng had no choice but to whisper it into his ear again.
While the two were whispering, someone below had already started reciting poetry.
However, the poem that person wrote was not really a poem. It was just a few meaningless words stacked together for the sake of rhyme.
Not to mention Miaoyin, even the people at the scene couldn't help shaking their heads.
The man was disappointed and sat down with a red face.
Then, someone started writing poetry.
It’s slightly better than the previous poem, but not much better.
Besides the laughter, there was also booing at the scene.
There was nothing outstanding about the dozen or so poems that followed.
Seeing that this group of people couldn't write any decent poems at all, Zhang Xu suddenly stood up and laughed wildly: "You guys are the only ones who want to write poems? Get out of here and stop making a fool of yourself!"
Hearing Zhang Xu's words, the people downstairs suddenly became furious.
They had long disliked Zhang Xu.
How dare this guy slander them now?
"Zhang Xu, you are such a loser, how dare you speak so arrogantly here?"
Wang Xian looked at Zhang Xu with disdain, "I heard that because you are too useless, Lord Zhang kicked you out of the house! If I were you, I would quickly find a place to hide! Don't embarrass yourself here..."
"That's right!" Meng Guangbai gently waved the fan in his hand and sneered, "How about we give you a chance to perform? We don't need you to write a poem. If you can come up with a few coherent sentences, we'll consider you the winner. How about that?"
As Wang Xian finished speaking, the whole place burst into laughter.
Many people know how capable Zhang Xu is.
What kind of talent could a person who is regarded as a disgrace to the family by Lord Zhang have?
Let him write poetry?
It's almost like courting death!
Zhang Xu didn't take it seriously, and said calmly, "I have been keeping a low profile for so long, but today I have to be high-profile for once!"
Hearing Zhang Xu's words, everyone burst into laughter again.
Wang Xian and Meng Guangbai were laughing so hard that they were bent over.
"Listen carefully to me, young master!"
Zhang Xu suddenly shouted to stun everyone, and said loudly: "The chestnut horse has a new white jade saddle, the battle... the battlefield... the moonlight is cold; on the top of the city... on the top of the city... uh..."
Zhang Xu's voice stopped abruptly, and he looked at Yun Zheng who was still half lying there with a bitter look.
Depend on!
Have you forgotten already?
Yun Zheng's face was filled with black lines, and he quickly whispered a reminder: "The iron drums on the city walls are still roaring, and the blood on the golden sword in the box has not yet dried."
"ah?"
Zhang Xu didn't hear clearly, so he quickly signaled Yun Zheng to speak louder.
I shouted at your sister!
I said loudly, doesn't everyone know that this poem was not written by you?
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