My Sisters Excel in Both Literary and Martial Arts - Chapter 167

[Chapter 167 Leng Shuang silently knocks on the sweet-scented osmanthus (second update)]

Because they have a common hobby – cursing the third prince of Southern Qi, Jing Zhe got along well with this talented man from Jinxi, and they seemed to regret meeting each other so late.

After exchanging names, Jing Zhe found out that his name was Zhou Zhiwei, and his family was from a scholarly family in Jinxi. Unfortunately, Jinxi was not keen on poetry. He had won the first place in the Mid-Autumn Poetry Competition in Jinxi for five consecutive years, and he found it boring. That’s why I came to Jingzhou.

Unexpectedly, when I came to participate in a poetry meeting, I encountered the scene of provocation from the third prince of Southern Qi, and I was filled with indignation.

After Zhou Zhiwei heard Jing Zhe’s name, he didn’t have much reaction. If Jing Zhe told him “surname Jing, first name Zhe, subtitle Akun”, he would probably not be so calm.

The poetry meeting is destined to be the dullest at the beginning. Really good poems cannot come by chance. Most of the talented people will prepare one or two favorite poems and choose one to bring out.

Because the top talents are more confident about their status, they usually wait until the last moment before releasing their big moves. Others definitely don’t want to be their cannon fodder, so they all come out to write poems early.

There are not many good poems at this time. If you can stand out from these low-quality poems and gain a good reputation and accumulate fame, your future career will be much smoother.

So when Jing Zhe and Zhou Zhiwei were talking, many people’s poems had already appeared, but they all shook their heads after hearing it.

“This Jingzhou talented man seems to be nothing more than that! He doesn’t seem to be much different from the people in Jinxi.”

After saying that, he realized Jing Zhe beside him and hurriedly explained: “Brother Jing, don’t be angry, I’m saying Those people…”

Jing Zhe smiled, “The talented people in Jingzhou are really not very good. They only know how to write some limericks. If you want me to see, there are many fools in Jingzhou. If I were to write casually, I would write something about Jingzhou. Zhou Zhiwei and the third prince of Nan Qi were both defeated!”

“Brother Jing, this…”

Zhou Zhiwei was stunned. Such a ruthless person who even scolded himself is really awesome! And when he brags about his awesomeness without blinking an eye, he is indeed the enemy of him!

“Brother Zhou, actually I’m not from Jingzhou…”

After hearing this, Zhou Zhiwei and Jing Zhe had another common topic, and they started to complain wildly about the talented people in Jingzhou.

Zhang Xiaoyu stood aside, a little speechless.

Is this a talented person?

It seems different from what I imagined!

…

Qi Junguang looked into the crowd. Because the moonlight was not as bright as the sun after all, he did not find Jing Zhe’s figure. Instead, he saw Song Jimao and Chen Jiannan standing at the front of the crowd. There is no rush.

He curled his lips and said with a sneer: “Is this the strength of the talented people in Jingzhou? If so, I am a little disappointed. Compared with us in Southern Qi, there seems to be no difference!” Emperor An’s

face changed slightly after hearing this .

But he had nothing to say to refute it, because the poems written by the so-called talented people just now were really not in his eyes. They might be acceptable in ordinary times, but in such a grand poetry meeting, they were still not good enough.

Especially Zhu Xinning, who was sitting in the middle of the judges’ table, had not touched a single stroke since finishing the ink refining. Obviously, none of these poems struck her as worthy of recording.

So An Di coughed twice with some dissatisfaction and glanced in Song Jimao’s direction.

Chen Jiannan was so frightened that he no longer dared to be reserved. Just as he was about to go out to fight, he heard a voice coming from behind:

“I’ll come!”

Under everyone’s gaze, Zhou Zhiwei said to Jing Zhe, “Brother Jing, I can’t stand it. “, and then walked out from the back of the crowd in a swaggering way.

This boy’s temper was quite right. Jing Zhe looked at Zhou Zhiwei’s back and thought to himself that he just didn’t know what his poetry talent was.

When Emperor An saw that it was an unfamiliar face who came to the rescue at this time, he was heartbroken and very relieved at the same time. His eyes became much softer when he looked at Zhou Zhiwei.

“What’s your name? Where are you from?”

“Your Majesty, I am in Jinxi Zhou Zhiwei!”

Upon hearing “Jinxi”, the talented people below laughed.

Before Zhou Zhi finished listening, he looked sullen and sneered: “The poems written by the talented scholars from Jingzhou just now are really disappointing. The third prince of Southern Qi is just laughing! I am not talented, and I have won several Jinxi Poetry Competitions.” He came up to show his shame, so that the third prince of Southern Qi would know that we in Anguo are not empty!”

These words were like dynamite, and the crowd instantly exploded.

“There are people in Jinxi who can compose poetry?”

“Don’t you understand this? How can there be only one or two people in a city?”

“Haha, I will go to Jinxi if I have the chance. Maybe I can do it with my eyes closed. How many times can I win the first place in poetry competitions? “

” I’m afraid if I pick a random person in the city and send him to Jinxi, he can be called a talented person, right? “

“…”

Regional discrimination has always existed, especially in Jingzhou and Jinxi.

Especially the people from Jinxi took the lead in discriminating against the people from Jingzhou. How could the so-called talented people endure it?

You laughed at every word I said.

Emperor An looked at the noisy crowd and shouted dissatisfied: “Quiet! Zhou Zhiwei, are you ready?”

“Back to Your Majesty, you are ready!”

“Then let’s start!”

“Yes!”

Zhou Zhiwei came to the spacious area in front, disdainfully He glanced around the crowd and then read aloud:

“The fragrant trees in the fairy garden are filled with crows, and the cold frost knocks on the sweet-scented osmanthus silently.

Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks around, I wonder who is missing in the autumn mood!”

You will know whether this poem is good or not, just read Zhu Xinning.

Zhou Zhiwei had just finished reading the first sentence. Zhu Xinning, who had not written for a long time, brightened up her eyes, and then started taking notes. At least in her opinion, this poem had already reached a new level.

Emperor An also nodded after hearing this. To be honest, the poems written by the Jinxi talented man in front of him made him feel great gratification. In the first few years, it would have been more than enough to win the first place in the Jingzhou Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival!

“Okay!”

An Di couldn’t help but praise.

Zhou Zhiwei looked at the crowd with his chest raised, and said proudly: “Thank you, Your Majesty!”

Qi Junguang stopped talking. He eliminated Jing Zhe, but unexpectedly another X factor appeared, causing headaches.

At this moment, the ones whose faces are hurting the most are probably a group of Jingzhou talents. Just now they laughed at others for not being talents, but then a poem came out and slapped them in the face. If they are not considered talents, who are they?

The talented man who had finished composing the poem felt as if he had been beaten, and his face was burning with pain. The talented man who had not yet composed the poem thought about himself and did not dare to come out.

After Zhou Zhi knew it, there was a moment of silence.

At this moment, Chen Jiannan felt that his opportunity had come!

He walked out of the crowd, stood side by side with Zhou Zhiwei, and bowed his hands to Emperor An: “Chen Jiannan in Xiayongzhou, see you, Your Majesty!”

“Are you Chen Jiannan, who is the number one in the Huixi Examination?”

“Back to Your Majesty, it’s me!”

Chen Jiannan saluted again and stood. Under the bright moonlight and bathed in the gentle breeze, I feel extremely proud.

He looked up at Zhu Xinning again, his eyes full of yearning and greed. Unfortunately, Zhu Xinning was writing quickly and never raised his head to look at him.

Huh, I’ll let you know how powerful I am later!

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(End of this chapter)