The Ultimate Husband

Chapter 791

At this moment, Su Qingyan asked Yue Feng through the gauze curtain: “Yue Feng, I heard from the people below, you wrote a poem and won the first place, but you don’t want to be a genius of Furong. ‘ title? Can you tell me why?”

Yue Feng responded with a smile: “I was passing by at the time, and on a whim, I wrote a poem casually. What a talent is not a talent is just a title, it doesn’t matter if you want it or not.”

What?

Just on a whim?

All of a sudden, the hundreds of Wenzong elders present were shocked in their chests.

Even if you are talented, you must be humble.

You must know that in front of you is the number one talented woman in the past, Sect Master Wenzong!

Everyone swallowed a mouthful of saliva and muttered in their hearts, this Yue Feng really doesn’t know how to be humble, a young man who is too sharp.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Chen Sheng, who was standing beside him, sneered at the corner of his mouth.

When Yue Feng talked to the sect master, he didn’t know how to be humble at all.

Thinking to himself, Chen Sheng took a step forward and looked at Yue Feng with a half-smiling smile: “Listen to what you mean, it seems easy to write a poem, do you know how many literati and elegant scholars attend each poetry conference? You are so outspoken that you won the championship if you just wrote a song?”

Before he could finish, Yue Feng shrugged and interrupted with a smile: “What I said is the truth, I just wrote a song casually. Not only that. , the last time I competed with you, I wrote it casually, and you won.”

Yue Feng could see it.

This Chen Sheng always wanted to trouble himself.

When the words fell, Xiao Xi on the side couldn’t help but said: “Yes, anyway, you lost to my son, my son, er talent, dumped you hundreds of streets.”

you!

Chen Sheng only felt that his heart was blocked, and he was speechless for a moment.

At this time, everyone around was frowning secretly.

This kid is so crazy.

Even if he won Elder Chen by writing a poem before, there is no need to be so mocking…

Yue Feng was indifferent, smiling silently.

To be honest, he also wanted to save face for Chen Sheng, but the other party was always looking for trouble and insisted on getting along with him. Can you still get used to him?

At this moment, Su Qingyan raised her hand gently, and suddenly, the hall became quiet.

At this time, Su Qingyan also felt that Yue Feng was a little too conceited.

Even if he won the first place in the poetry conference just now, he shouldn’t be so proud of his talents.

“You won the championship of the poetry competition. What kind of poem did you write? Can you tell me?” Su Qingyan asked.

Yue Feng smiled lightly and replied, “Since the sect master wants to hear it, then I will sing it out.”

After speaking, Yue Feng cleared his throat and walked with a leisurely pace

. Withered vines, old trees, dim crows, small bridges and flowing water, people, ancient roads, west wind and thin horses.”

“When the sun sets in the west, heartbroken people are in the world.”

After reading this poem, Yue Feng looked at Su Qingyan with a smile: “Sect Master thinks this song How’s the poem?”

This… this poem…

At this moment, Su Qingyan’s red lips opened slightly, and she couldn’t help but read softly: “Withered vines, old trees, dim crows… Xiaoqiao Liushui people …”

In the silent recitation, her beautiful face became more and more intoxicated!

Withered vines, old trees, dim crows, small bridges, flowing water… Each of these words is very simple, but together they can reflect such a profound artistic conception.

The last sentence, heartbroken people are in the end of the world, it is extremely sad to read!

great poem!

Unparalleled Poetry!

Su Qingyan’s delicate body was trembling, she couldn’t help but look at Yue Feng a few more times.

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“When the sun sets in the west, the heartbroken people are in the end of the world.”

Hundreds of elders of Wenzong kept reminiscing about this poem, each with intoxicated expressions, admiration, and discussions!

“It’s really a good poem. How can Yue Feng write such a profound poem at such a young age?”

“Yeah, how much has this child gone through to write such a vicissitudes of life!”

As expected of this year The genius of Hibiscus, he deserves this title, he deserves it!

The whole hall was full of discussions. Finally, Su Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief and said slowly: “Yue Feng. You are so talented at such a young age, it is rare that you can write such a quatrain, and you are worthy of being a ‘a genius of hibiscus’. The title.”

After speaking, Su Qingyan changed her words and said meaningfully: “But as a young man, you should always be humble, and remember not to be arrogant and arrogant.”

Seriously, she admired Yue Feng’s style. talent. But I also feel that Yue Feng’s personality needs to be restrained.

Haha…

Hearing this, the corners of Yue Feng’s mouth twitched, revealing a smile, and he said with a smile: “Sect Master, I’m young and frivolous. But I have this strength.”

Wow!

As soon as these words came out, all the elders of Wenzong changed their expressions!

have some talent, but he really doesn’t know

frowned. In fact, she

man Yue Feng was too arrogant. It’s like a piece of jade that needs

you? Do you really think your literary talent is the best

know how to keep a low profile and know how to be restrained. What are you? Don’t you know that there are people outside the world,

sounded, Yue Feng did not panic at all, and stood there smiling. Through

nice to see the respectful

if it is as I imagined, the

Um?

Feng’s eyes fell on

white jade, which is very in line with Su Qingyan’s identity, noble and elegant. I saw two

Once the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win but there are countless people in

when

Earth Circle Continent! It is a song “Magpie Bridge Immortal”

jade dew meet, they will win but there are countless people in the world. The tenderness is like water, the good season is like a dream, and I can bear to look at the way back from Queqiao. If the two loves last for a long time, how

this phoenix chair, the poem of

why only engraved two of

this moment, Yue Feng looked at the jade screen tightly and muttered in his heart. Could it be that…

person suddenly appeared in Yue Feng’s

I’m going….

won’t be

and asked Su Qingyan, “Excuse me, Sect Master, who wrote the two poems on the

Shuh!

fell on the phoenix chair, and all of them had complicated

how?

want to comment on

that these two poems were extremely sacred

ago, the twenty-ninth generation head of Emperor Wenzong was full of talent and talent, and

manner. When he was in charge, the number of Wenzong disciples reached one million! The twenty-ninth

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been trapped in love all their lives,

residual poems: once the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win but there are countless

to complete this poem. Although some people

two residual poems. These two residual poems are known as the

current head, Su Qingyan, liked these two residual poems very much, so he ordered

Sheng stood up and pointed at Yue Feng and shouted, “These two poems are left

What?

twenty-ninth generation head

asked Su Qingyan,

Feng was

the twenty-ninth-generation leaders who can write poems about

sighed and said, “This twenty-ninth

Fulin!

two words, Yue Feng’s head

Lin! Emperor Shunzhi! Kangxi’s father, Yongzheng’s grandfather,

agitated, unable to calm down for

legends about Emperor Shunzhi. He had a concubine named Dong E. After the death of Concubine Dong E,

that Shunzhi missed his concubine and

say that Shunzhi retired to the mountains

Shunzhi became an

would have thought that Shunzhi came to Dongao Continent and became the twenty-ninth

eyebrows and said slowly, “The two incomplete poems you saw have a profound artistic conception. How many writers in the world want to complete this poem, but

poems are the best two poems of my Wenzong! You are young and frivolous, I can tolerate them. But don’t comment on these two broken poems, these two broken poems

it is not difficult to complete this incomplete poem, otherwise, I will help you Wenzong to

at once: “You mean, if you can complete this poem, our Wenzong disciples are

This kid, I really don’t know how high the

the two residual poems left behind are two sacred poems recognized by the entire literary world! For hundreds of years, none of the writers

unknown person, but you are lucky enough to be a genius

Su, I’m telling the truth.

the thousands of years of Emperor

Su Qingyan picked up the teacup and looked at Yue Feng coldly: “What do you mean, our Wenzong hundreds of thousands of disciples, Are you not as talented as you? You are belittling my Emperor Wenzong, which is

Qingyan, a woman who is usually dignified and peaceful, rarely

Nima, why? If I don’t match

the case, let’s take a bet. Let’s bet whether I can complete this poem! If I lose, you will

What? !

as Yue Feng’s voice fell, the

a system, what a

number one talented girl in the ages,

“Crack!”

up from the phoenix chair.

dynasties are all gentle and elegant, with literary grace and connotation. But how could this year’s talented Furong be so arrogant?

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is too

“Looking for death!”

an instant, hundreds of Wenzong elders, armed with swords, pointed

could not wait to put Yue Feng to death on the spot! This kid, dare to be disrespectful to the Sect Master, it is

was also surprised at the time. He could feel that the weakest of these Wenzong elders was

a dozen elders, and their strength has

so many masters, Yue Feng was also a little scared. At this moment, only Su Qingyan waved her hand and said softly, “Everyone

Huh.

master spoke up, these elders had

for a few seconds, and

Yue Feng

this moment, the eyes of everyone in the hall

“Since the head of Su is betting with me, then you

to admit defeat.” Su

“Okay!”

cleared his throat, shook his head and said, “As soon as Jin Feng and Yulu meet, they will

two loves lasted for

is too complicated to read the whole

read the last two sentences of

entire hall was

of people in the hall, including Su Qingyan, are

dew meet, they will win but there are countless people in the world. If

poem in the