The Ultimate Prodigal Son - Chapter 139

[Chapter 139 Lin Tian Writes a Poem]

Lin Tian was still eating as if no one was around, when he suddenly realized that everyone seemed to have quieted down and looked towards the middle at the same time.

A young man in a purple-gold python robe slowly came from behind, and everyone stood up and bowed slightly.

“Meet the Pavilion Master!”

Zhou Shusheng also pulled him up to salute. Lin Tian was still chewing a chicken leg. Seeing that everyone stood up, he also stood up with a chicken leg in one hand to salute. Fortunately, the position was remote and there were many people in front, so the people above could not see.

“Everyone, please stand up!”

The man said to everyone with a smile.

When everyone sat down, Lin Tian hurriedly asked Zhou Shusheng.

“Where does this Pavilion Master of Lingyan Pavilion come from? How dare he wear the purple-gold clothes that are exclusive to the royal family, and the python robe?”

You must know that this purple-gold color is not available to anyone other than the royal family, and this python robe is not something that can be worn casually.

“This Lingyan Pavilion once produced a woman who was even more beautiful than Miss Qingchan. She is now the imperial concubine of the dynasty. This purple-gold dragon robe was specially bestowed by the emperor.”

“Since the emperor has specially bestowed the dragon robe, why does the governor need to take care of her?”

Lin Tian asked in confusion.

When Zhou Shusheng heard Lin Tian’s question, he made a shushing gesture and said nervously.

“Don’t speculate on the emperor’s thoughts, brother Lin, be careful with your words!” Seeing this,

Lin Tian didn’t ask any more questions. He had no interest in these things. He just said it casually and buried his head to continue eating his food.

“It’s the poetry meeting that happens every three years. I hope that all the talented men and women can show their talents and win the championship of the poetry meeting. They can travel the West Lake with our Miss Qingchan. It will be a good story for talented men and beautiful women to spend a good night together! The next time is up to you. Everyone knows the rules, so I won’t go into details.”

After the pavilion master finished speaking, he turned and left. Next, it was time for everyone to recite poems and write couplets.

“Brother Lin, this poetry meeting is based on the three Suzhou wonders. Walk from this door to that bead curtain and compose a poem. However, it is usually to praise the best, such as Miss Qingchan in the bead curtain above.”

“Because the final champion is selected by Miss Qingchan. If Miss Qingchan thinks it is average, she will throw out a bamboo hairpin, which is the second grade. If she thinks it is good, she will throw out a silver hairpin, which is the first grade. If she thinks it is very good, she will throw out a gold hairpin, which is the champion.”

Zhou Shusheng knew that Lin Tian would definitely ask, so he said it himself, which was very eye-catching.

These rules were set by Lingyan Pavilion. Some people wanted to break the rules before, but unfortunately the end was extraordinary.

Over time, no one dared to act rashly, and they all spoke with strength.

“If the girl thinks this person can travel with her to the West Lake, she will come out with a jade hairpin in her hand.”

After Zhou Shusheng finished speaking, he drank a cup of tea calmly and concealed his expression.

“I see, then Brother Zhou, what hairpins have you won? Don’t tell me that this is your first time here.”

Lin Tian asked Zhou Shusheng with a cunning look on his face.

“To be honest, I only got a bamboo hairpin.”

Zhou Shusheng replied a little embarrassedly.

Seeing this, Lin Tian stopped asking questions and thought to himself, this Zhou Shusheng doesn’t have any literary talent, but he is very good at bragging.

As they were talking, some people came forward to write poems, and some were also pondering over the poems in their seats.

Seven or eight people went there one after another, and the best one was only a silver hairpin, and some people didn’t even get a bamboo hairpin.

Lin Tian also found it boring. With his knowledge reserve, he had thousands of years of Chinese poems in his mind. He had all kinds of poems. The poems made by these people were simply incomparable. It’s better to eat.

It must be said that the food in Lingyan Pavilion is really delicious.

“Brother Zhou, why don’t you try it, maybe you can get the first place!”

Lin Tian didn’t forget to mock Zhou Shusheng while eating, but it was a kind one.

After this series of things, he also changed his view of Zhou Shusheng. Although he was a little happy to flatter, he could see that he was a person who had experienced things and knew how to bend and stretch. He was a talent.

“I can’t think of any good poems at the moment, so I won’t go.”

Zhou Shusheng replied with a wry smile.

As they were talking, Mr. Zheng at the front of the line stood up, presumably to recite a poem.

“Miss Qingchan, Zheng has a poem, please teach me!”

As he said this, he stamped his steps in a circle and waved his fan while reciting. When everyone saw that it was Mr. Zheng who wanted to write a poem, they all quieted down.

“The distant mountains have long eyebrows, and the willow waist is slender. After putting on makeup, she stood in the spring breeze, and a smile was worth a thousand gold.

When I return to the capital, I will tell Qinglou. I have seen all the flowers of Suyang, but none of them are as good as Qingchan.”

After saying this, he shook his hand proudly, opened the folding fan, and showed his romantic style.

Everyone pondered for a while, and the friends who had just followed Mr. Zheng shouted loudly.

“What a good poem, what a good ‘Looking at all the flowers of Suyang, none of them are as good as Qingchan’!”

Everyone echoed when they saw this.

But just when everyone was praising, a very discordant voice came from the door.

“What a bullshit, how vulgar, actually comparing Miss Qingchan to the girl from Qinglou!”

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice, and it turned out that it was Zhou Shusheng who started shouting.

“Zhou Shusheng, you are a poor scholar who can’t even pass the exam for a scholar, what do you know, and you dare to say that Mr. Zheng’s poems are not good?”

“That’s right, what qualifications do you have to say that!”

When the friends around Master Zheng heard that someone said their “master’s” poem was not good, they all spoke out, and did not forget to ridicule Zhou Shusheng.

Master Zheng was not angry, after all, the words of a poor scholar were not worth worrying about.

In fact, it was because Miss Qingchan was there that he did not dare to show it.

“You said my poem was not good, then do you have a better poem than this?”

Master Zheng said with a contemptuous tone and a little sarcasm.

“I, I, I don’t.”

Zhou Shusheng lost his momentum just now. He was also angry just now. He actually compared his goddess with the woman in Qinglou. He couldn’t help but say it out. How could he have a good poem? For a while, he didn’t know whether to stand or sit.

“Since you don’t have any, then sit down honestly and don’t disturb Miss Qingchan to make comments.”

Master Zheng said with a little anger, but when he talked about Miss Qingchan, his tone obviously had a hint of smile.

Just as he was about to take Miss Qingchan’s hairpin, Lin Tian suddenly said.

“He doesn’t have it, but I do, and your poem is really vulgar!”

“Oh, it’s you, the one who follows Zhou Shusheng. What good poems can you have? Don’t be like Zhou Shusheng. If you rely on plagiarism, don’t come out and embarrass yourself!”

Master Zheng didn’t care about the person who followed Zhou Shusheng at all, and even told Zhou Shusheng’s scandal.

Everyone knew about Zhou Shusheng’s affairs, and they couldn’t help laughing at this time.

“Listen to me, if you can write a better poem than this, I will never write poetry again in my life!”

Lin Tian was also very angry. He dared to look down on him, so he was convinced, and then Lin Tian slowly read it.

“The clouds are like clothes and flowers, and the spring breeze blows the threshold and the dew is thick.

If we don’t meet on the top of the jade mountain, we will meet under the moon on the jade platform.” As soon as

the voice fell, the pearl curtain moved, and a pair of slender jade hands holding a white jade hairpin stretched out.