The Ultimate Prodigal Son - Chapter 4

[Chapter 4: Poetry Contest]

Most of the people who came here to drink were prostitutes, and there were also many prodigals like Lin Tian. If all these people were talented, then Ge Xiangxiang was really blind!

“You… that’s natural!” Xiangxiang didn’t expect Lin Tian to be so eloquent, and subconsciously looked at Zhu Zhengli.

“Not all the drinkers here are talented, but I’m afraid that every one of them is more talented than Mr. Lin.” Zhu Zhengli didn’t want to compare with those drinkers, so he took over the conversation.

Lin Tian is recognized as a waste in the whole Liangzhou City. Even if he has a huge fortune, he is still despised by others. As soon as

these words came out, the people who were paying attention to this side immediately burst into laughter.

“This young master Lin is really too shameless. Young Master Zhu is one of the four great talents in our Liangzhou City. In front of Young Master Zhu, I’m afraid all of us here are talentless!”

“Speak softly, if that waste hears it, I’m afraid you will be in trouble!”

The people around him talked a lot and laughed at Lin Tian.

Compared to Lin Tian, everyone naturally chose to flatter Zhu Zhengli, and the Four Talents were also unfounded.

“Brother Lin, how can you bear this!? I don’t think Zhu Zhengli is a powerful person. Brother Lin might as well compete with him and win back this place!”

Wang He couldn’t help blushing when he heard the ridicule and discussion of those people, but he still didn’t forget to provoke the two.

“Let’s compete. Today, I’ll let you see that my young master Lin is not a vegetarian!”

Lin Tian has never suffered such humiliation since he was a child. Although he knows that his current identity is a waste and a prodigal son, he can’t help but show his momentum.

He can’t always be a waste, so he took this opportunity to save his image. It’s impossible.

But in order not to let people doubt, Lin Tian still looked like a second-generation ancestor, slapped the table vigorously, and was full of arrogance.

“Young Master Lin, don’t cry and jump into the lake when you lose? I dare not take the charge of forcing people to commit suicide!”

Zhu Zhengli laughed and brought up the matter of Lin Tian’s broken engagement.

Stopping Lin Kang who wanted to speak, Lin Tian looked very arrogant, crossed his arms and raised his chin to glance at Zhu Zhengli.

“It hasn’t started yet, Master Zhu, you can’t afford to lose?”

Lin Tian was extremely arrogant. He had the essence of Chinese poetry for five thousand years, and he could get the top prize by just taking out two sentences.

With such a powerful cheat, could he be afraid of Zhu Zhengli, a young master who only had this three-legged cat skill?

“It’s useless to say more, let’s write poems with this wine, and everyone will judge, whoever loses is a grandson!” Zhu Zhengli had studied poetry for several years and felt that he was full of knowledge.

He couldn’t wait to make Lin Tian lose face at this time, so he immediately proposed to compete in poetry.

Hearing that Zhu Zhengli actually wanted to compete in poetry, Lin Kang immediately became anxious.

Others don’t know, but doesn’t he know his own young master? It’s good enough to know a few big characters since childhood, and he can’t write poems at all.

“Young master…” Wang Kang wanted to stop him.

“It’s okay, just wait and see how your young master makes him call you grandpa! It’s worth it to come out today and take a grandson back!”

Lin Tian agreed directly. Zhu Zhengli was simply a worm in his stomach. This competition was exactly what he wanted.

When he just woke up, he found that this dynasty had never appeared in Chinese history.

Even the celebrities such as the Eight Great Masters of Tang and Song did not appear, so only Lin Tian knew their works and poems.

Those poets, any one of their works can crush Zhu Zhengli to the ground.

“You are so arrogant, don’t waste your time, then I will go first!”

Zhu Zhengli never took Lin Tian seriously. He proposed to compare poetry today just to kill Lin Tian’s prestige and press Lin Tian under his feet.

When he thought that Lin Tian would call him grandpa when he saw him in the future, Zhu Zhengli couldn’t help but curl his lips and laugh secretly in his heart.

“This wine is rich and mellow, and guests are coming like clouds. Then I will write two lines: The wine is intoxicating and guests are like guests, and the beautiful women are singing like flowers.” Zhu Zhengli thought for a moment and started with two lines of poetry. Although he was not very talented, he won by being fast.

The poems written without scrutiny cannot be said to be exquisite, but this level is more than enough compared to Lin Tian.

“Then it’s my turn?” Lin Tian smiled disdainfully. The poems written by Zhu Zhengli included beautiful women and wine. In depth, they were indeed not very good, and could even be called shoddy.

He carefully searched for the poems in his mind. Naturally, Li Bai’s “Will Enter the Wine” could not be taken out rashly. Such a famous line from the ages would scare them, so Lin Tian just found a poem that was not particularly famous.

“The red string has been broken for the beautiful woman, and the green eyes are just because of the good wine.” Lin Tian recited slowly.

With his hands behind his back, he actually had a posture of a Taoist master.

“Mr. Zhu wrote about beauties and fine wine, so I will also imitate the Confucian style and write this poem. Please forgive me.” Lin Tian bowed his hands in a humble manner.

Xiang Xiang was stunned!

Anyone who can think will know that although Zhu Zhengli is fast, Lin Tian’s speed is not slow. In comparison, Lin Tian is definitely better in terms of literary talent.

“This… How can someone like Lin Tian write such a poem?”

“I’m afraid he copied it?”

“But I’ve never heard of such a poem before? With such a fast speed, I’m afraid he really wrote it himself.”

“Didn’t Lin Tian hide his incompetence before?”

The people around him were talking more and more, but the content of the discussion all agreed that Lin Tian had won over Zhu Zhengli.

Zhu Zhengli didn’t invite many famous teachers to teach him, and he was not a seedling who could go the cultural path, but over the years, under the guidance of his teachers, he probably had some knowledge.

He originally thought that this little knowledge was enough to make Lin Tian lose miserably, but he didn’t expect Lin Tian to hide it so deeply.

“You…” Zhu Zhengli pointed at Lin Tian angrily, but his fingers trembled for a long time and he couldn’t say anything, so he could only stare at him fiercely.

“Me what? I didn’t expect I could actually write a poem?” Lin Tian said, with his hands behind his back, looking unfathomable.

It seems that after today’s battle was spread, his reputation as a waste should be able to be removed a little. It’s impossible for him to live with this hat in the future, so changing his personality is crucial.

“Oh, it’s just two lines of poetry. A prodigal is still a prodigal. What’s the point of you being able to write two lines of poetry?” Zhu Zhengli had to admit that he lost, but he still gritted his teeth and mocked Lin Tian.

“Being able to write two lines of poetry is not a big deal, but I can make you call me grandpa.”

Lin Tian said, he really wanted to hear Zhu Zhengli call him grandpa.