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!

but he

Su Qingyan also frowned. In fact, she wanted to recruit Yue Feng and make him an

young man Yue Feng was too arrogant. It’s

you? Do you really think your literary talent

be restrained. What are you?

and stood there smiling. Through the gauze curtain, he quietly admired Su Qingyan’s

nice to see the respectful face of Sect Master

as I imagined,

Um?

was at this moment that Yue Feng’s eyes fell

phoenix chair is carved out of white jade, which is very in line with Su Qingyan’s identity, noble and elegant. I saw two poems

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

was dumbfounded when he

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

the distance. As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win but there are countless people in the world. The tenderness is like water, the

this phoenix chair, the poem of

engraved

at the jade screen tightly and muttered in his heart. Could it be that… within Wenzong, there

suddenly appeared in

I’m going….

won’t be

help his curiosity, and asked Su Qingyan, “Excuse me, Sect

Shuh!

instant, everyone’s eyes fell on the phoenix chair, and all of

how?

still want to comment on these two

time, Yue Feng did not know that these two poems were extremely sacred

generation head of Emperor Wenzong was full of talent and talent, and he wrote

martial arts, and their talents are unparalleled! He managed Wenzong in an orderly manner. When he was in charge, the number of Wenzong disciples reached one million! The twenty-ninth generation of the head of the family

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have been trapped

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

of years, there have been many people in Wenzong who tried to complete this poem. Although some people made the next sentence, the artistic conception was

match these two residual poems. These two residual poems are

Su Qingyan, liked these two residual poems very much, so he ordered a skilled craftsman to

two poems are left by the twenty-ninth generation head of Wenzong. The one who came down could be someone

What?

twenty-ninth generation head of

afterward, he asked Su Qingyan, “Dare to ask the twenty-ninth-generation head,

was

all, the twenty-ninth-generation leaders who can write poems about the Earth

sighed and said, “This twenty-ninth generation head

Fulin!

these two words, Yue Feng’s head

Shunzhi!

deep breath, feeling agitated, unable

about Emperor Shunzhi. He had a concubine named Dong E. After the death of Concubine Dong E, Shunzhi was heartbroken and passed the throne to Kangxi, and he himself disappeared

Shunzhi missed

retired to the mountains and

Shunzhi became an

Shunzhi came to

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 there is not a single sentence. , can be worthy of this: once the

You are young and frivolous, I can tolerate them. But don’t comment on these two broken poems,

and said to Su Qingyan: “Sect Master Su, in my opinion, it is not difficult to complete

Sheng stood up at once: “You mean, if you

really don’t know how high

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

lucky enough to be a genius

said slowly, “Sect Leader Su, I’m telling the truth. With my

Over the thousands of years of Emperor Wenzong, how many great writers want to respond to this poem. , I can’t agree. What kind of decency are

Wenzong hundreds of thousands of disciples, Are you not as talented as you? You are belittling my Emperor Wenzong, which is unforgivable! If you don’t match this

who is usually dignified and peaceful, rarely gets angry. But this young man is really

Yue Feng frowned. Nima, why? If I don’t match this poem,

is the case, let’s take a bet. Let’s bet whether I can complete this poem! If I lose, you will beat me to death, and I will

What? !

Yue Feng’s voice fell, the

system, what

girl in the ages,

“Crack!”

table and stood up from the phoenix

are all gentle and elegant, with literary grace and

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is too

“Looking for death!”

of Wenzong elders, armed with swords, pointed

This kid, dare to be disrespectful to the Sect Master, it is a

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

dozen elders, and their strength has reached

little scared. At this moment, only Su Qingyan waved her hand and said

Huh.

sect master spoke up,

looked at Yue Feng for a few seconds, and spit out a word: “Okay, I’ll

believe that Yue Feng

this moment, the eyes of everyone in the hall focused on Yue

betting with me, then you must

you must be willing to

“Okay!”

throat, shook his head and said, “As soon as Jin Feng and

Feng paused, slowly Said: “If the two loves lasted for a

complicated to read the whole

the last two sentences of

finished singing, the entire hall was

in the hall, including Su Qingyan, are silently

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

best poem in the world, a quaint