"How come this bastard is so good at writing poetry?"
Zhao Mingyu was a little annoyed.
If Zhao Lin was still a member of the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion, the sisters would certainly be very happy to see him write poetry in public.
But now Zhao Lin has severed ties with the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion. If people knew about his relationship with the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion, wouldn't they laugh at them for being blind?
Zhao Mingxiao said calmly, "Being able to write poetry is nothing. Which of those princes and nobles became famous by writing poetry? Poetry is just a minor art, not worth mentioning."
"Madam Ma, this is not right. Although poetry cannot be used to become an official, it is an indispensable part. How come it becomes a trivial matter in Madam Ma's mouth? It is said that Young Master Zhao of the Marquis of Zhenbei is also good at poetry, right?" The young lady from a noble family who had been optimistic about Zhao Lin from the beginning refuted Zhao Mingxiao.
Zhao Mingxiao paused for a moment and explained, "I'm not saying poetry is bad, but poetry is just for entertainment. To truly govern a country and ensure its security, one needs real talent and solid knowledge."
Many celebrities throughout the ages have left behind many well-known poems, and Zhao Mingxiao did not dare to speak carelessly.
The people around nodded.
"Madam Ma is right. No matter how good a poem is, it is not as useful to the country as a policy paper."
"Young Master Zhao may become famous through the ages for his poetry, but he will never be a good official."
"To govern the people, we naturally need people like ours."
When it comes to being an official, even though they are all women and not qualified to be an official, they still belittle Zhao Lin without hesitation, simply because Zhao Lin is so outstanding. If he becomes an official, wouldn't he be a competitor of their husbands and sons?
Then he must not be allowed to enter the officialdom, he must be attacked from all sides.
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"Thank you, Master Zhao!"
Hearing the poem Zhao Lin gave her, Zhu Wanting was overjoyed. She walked to the bow of the boat and bowed deeply in Zhao Lin's direction.
This poem is enough to raise her reputation to a higher level.
Originally, their reputations and status were similar, but Zhu Wanting suddenly improved to a higher level, and the gap between her and the others immediately widened. If nothing unexpected happened, she would be the most popular girl this year.
"With this poem, no one can surpass Miss Zhu."
"A good poem goes well with a beautiful woman, and it makes a beautiful story."
"This ten thousand taels of silver is well spent."
Everyone who was watching the fun said this.
Some of the girls on the other boats were dissatisfied, but they had no choice but to accept it. Unless they could find someone to write poems of the same level, they would not be able to compare with Zhu Wanting.
It’s not that Zhao Lin’s poem is so crucial, but it’s like the last straw that broke the camel’s back. Everyone was originally the same, but suddenly you got an advertisement that praised you to the sky, and those ordinary people who didn’t know the truth only recognized you. How can you compare?
"Everyone, this time the top courtesan belongs to Miss Zhu. Does anyone have any objections?"
The madam on Zhu Wanting's boat came to the bow, laughing so hard that she couldn't stop, and shouted loudly.
The girls on the boats were silent.
Seeing that the title of the most beautiful woman today was about to fall to Zhu Wanting, someone suddenly shouted, "My master offers 10,000 taels of silver and asks Master Zhao to write a poem for Miss Yun."
Wow!
Everyone's eyes immediately turned to the Qingxuan flower boat where Yun Zhiyi was.
Yun Zhiyi also looked at Jiang Yichen in surprise: "Master Jiang, why are you doing this?"
Jiang Yichen waved his paper fan and smiled, "At today's banquet, how can I let Miss Yun be left behind? I can still afford a mere ten thousand taels."
"Mr. Jiang is indeed deeply in love with Miss Yun. Miss Yun, please don't let Mr. Jiang's affection go to waste."
"If anyone is willing to give me ten thousand taels of silver, I will die with a smile on my face."
Seeing this, the people nearby immediately began to praise Jiang Yichen, trying to let Yun Zhiyi know how good Jiang Yichen is.
Yun Zhiyi frowned slightly, wanting to refuse, but now she was no longer qualified to refuse.
Seeing this, Fu Liqing said, "Sister Yun already has two poems, there's no need to write more."
"It's a different time now." Jiang Yichen smiled, waving a paper fan. "I've heard those two poems before, and they're indeed good, but unfortunately the occasion isn't right. Today is the day with so many people watching, both on the shore and in the boats. This is the perfect opportunity to write a poem. If I can surpass the poem I wrote for Miss Zhu, Miss Yun will easily win the title of Oiran."
Yun Zhiyi shook her head and said, "I appreciate Mr. Jiang's kindness, but I feel bad that he spent so much money just for the empty title of a courtesan."
"If you feel uneasy, then serve Master Jiang well, and then both of you will feel at ease." A man said with a smile.
Fu Liqing's face darkened, and she was about to explode. Yun Zhiyi quickly grabbed her hand and said, "Master Jiang has many beautiful women. Zhiyi is just a prostitute. How dare she have such delusions?"
"Miss Yun, there is no need to be modest. If your family hadn't had the accident, you would also be watching the excitement on the shore today." Jiang Yichen likes to play this kind of game the most and doesn't like to force. Otherwise, if he forced it, would Fu Liqing still be able to guard Yun Zhiyi every day?
Jiang Yichen said, "Let's not talk about anything else for now, let's see what kind of poetry Mr. Zhao writes."
"Hehe, that playboy Jiang Yichen will do good things one day."
Seeing Jiang Yichen's move, Bai Shicheng raised his wine glass and said to the people around him, "Everyone, drink this glass to the full and wait for the poet, Mr. Zhao, to write a poem."
"Yes, wait for Master Zhao's masterpiece."
These people were all people who liked to watch the fun and didn't mind making trouble, so they all shouted loudly.
"That loser Jiang Yichen is useful after all."
Zhao Mingxiao glanced at Yun Zhiyi's flower boat without leaving any trace and said, "It seems that some people are dissatisfied with Zhao Lin stealing all the limelight. I just wonder if he can still write poems of similar quality."
"I think it's difficult."
Zhao Mingyu interjected, "Good poems are hard to come by. I wonder how long it took him to come up with this one. Time is tight, so even if he wrote it on the spot, it wouldn't be as good as the one praising the courtesan."
Everyone around nodded.
A woman laughed and said, "In this way, Young Master Jiang didn't spend a penny, but he also defeated Young Master Zhao's arrogance. What a good trick. Let's see who will say that Young Master Jiang is a playboy who only knows how to play with women?"
"No matter how bad the Jiang family's young master is, he is not comparable to ordinary people."
"Mr. Jiang is the legitimate son of the Jiang family. He is the one who will take over the Jiang family in the future. How can he be so superficial?"
These people were all praising Jiang Yichen.
"This damn thing is deliberately making things difficult for you."
When Su Di heard Jiang Cha's words, he immediately understood what Jiang Yichen meant and said to Zhao Lin, "I can't accept it. Otherwise, I won't be able to write the same poem as before, and the reputation I worked so hard to build will be ruined."
Wang Ziyao said, "But if I don't accept it, others will think Zhao Lin doesn't dare, and it will also damage his reputation. This Jiang Yichen's trick is very insidious, making it impossible for me to accept it or refuse it."
Both of them were very distressed, but Zhao Lin remained calm and even smiled.
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