After three rounds of wine, everyone was drinking very happily under Cao Yi's large amount of wine, especially Diao Su, who would drink it all in one go as long as someone toast. After drinking, they would go back. Cao Yi looked at him in a daze, and his heart was secretly set off. Diao Su was facing the toasts of his younger generation and then toast them after drinking. It was really not to drink a few more sips of wine? But then again, this is really a huge amount!

If it were modern times, even if Diaosou had no other skills, he could ensure that he had no worries about food and clothing by relying on his drinking skills. After all, he already had the business of drinking on behalf of Didi.

Cao Yi was puzzled. Didn’t people of this era just use low-alcohol non-distilled liquor? Logically speaking, the speed of adapting to strong liquor will not be so fast. Even if the amount of alcohol consumed for a long time is not as strong as the degree of green ant liquor before...

Cao Yi was stunned to see it, hoping that Diao Suo would not bet on someone's better alcohol tolerance, otherwise he would lose!

"Now we have almost finished eating and drinking, why don't we imitate the elegance of Qushui Liushang?" Lu Xiaofeng tidied up her beard with both hands, and raised her eyebrows and said.

"Yes, I happened to have this intention!" Wang Honghua was the first to respond positively, and when he said that, he poured a glass of wine into his mouth and drank it all.

Upon hearing this, Diao Suo looked up, shook his head, and said with a burp: "Mr. Chen and Mr. Wen, three old men, will not get involved. You young people, come on. After all, in the future, the literary world of Huaizuo and even our Dayan, will depend on you young people."

Immediately, my face was filled with smiles and said with a smile: "But Mr. Chen and Mr. Wen can judge you as poems that my elders in the literary world."

Mr. Chen also nodded and said, "That's true. If the three of us participate, it will be natural to win you. If you lose to you juniors, where can you let me, Mr. Wen, Diao Suo and others face me!"

Fei Haomiao laughed loudly: "Hahaha, Mr. Chen is really joking. Even if we try our best to win, we can't win!"

"Yes, let alone the ancestor is a poet craftsman of the Huai Zuo generation. No one present dares to say that he can beat the ancestor..." Lu Xiaofeng said with a smile.

Wen Gong looked at Cao Yi, a smile appeared on his face, and said, "It seems like you have forgotten someone, right? You must know that the poems written by others can be masterpieces that can be sung for at least a thousand years... Besides, poetry and articles are natural, and we are just a trick. No one can guarantee that others cannot write an excellent lyric after a flash of inspiration..."

As soon as Mr. Wen finished speaking, everyone showed a sudden look. Why did they forget this monster?

Fei Haomiao looked at his junior brother with strange expressions, and he also felt a sense of pride in his heart. His teacher really had a vicious look. It can be said that he had accepted a genius disciple who was hard to come out in a century. As he deliberately inquired, the lyrics that Cao Yi had written in Jiangning began to be known to him, and he became more and more shocked by Cao Yi's talent.

In fact, I just said that no one could compare to the three Su Laos. Although I did say that, at the same time, I had a thought in my mind that with my junior brother's talent, it is hard to say that I could really write a better lyric. But at most he just thought about it in his mind. It would be disrespectful to say it, and he would even roast his junior brother on the fire.

"How is it? Cao Yi, do you want to participate together?" Lu Xiaofeng said at this time, with a mentality of watching the fun without bothering the big deal.

Cao Yi quickly shook his hand and said modestly: "There are elders and seniors here. I am the youngest, so how dare I show my shame in front of you!"

Lu Xiaofeng's expression froze when she heard this, and then she smiled and said, "Cao Yi, why do I feel like there is something in your words? If you don't remind me, I really forgot that you are only sixteen years old. Now when you remind me like this, you instantly feel that you are too evil. The years we have lived in vain for the past few years we have lived!"

Cao Yi quickly pushed and dragged it. He didn't have anything to say, it was just to tell the truth. He had already made up his mind and refused to show off today, especially before the bet with the ancestors ended.

However, others didn't think so in their hearts. In addition to Lu Xiaofeng, others such as Wang Honghua, Master Chengxuan, Duan Xinde and Gong Qi all showed strange expressions on their faces. They just thought that Cao Yi was more talented than him. After all, everyone's talent and talent were different, so there were naturally good and bad. But Cao Yi was only sixteen years old, and compared with the youngest Master Chengxuan among them, they were even six years younger. As for the others, there were more. In other words, everyone present was compared by "children" in terms of poetry and talent, which was really heartbreaking.

Diao Suo looked at Cao Yi's refusal, and his originally turbid eyes suddenly became brighter. His eyes turned around and a slightly conspiring smile appeared on his face. He said loudly: "Everyone, I suddenly have a suggestion. Let's listen to it and see what this suggestion is."

Cao Yi, Lu Xiaofeng and others, who were originally talking about you and me, calmed down one after another, waiting for Diao Sou's advice.

"Zhao Lao, what are the suggestions? You might as well say first, let's see if we should obey." Wang Honghua said with a smile. He was called a madman, so others would not pursue too much about some minor etiquette issues, because they became numb after seeing them too much. Even Diao Su himself thought Wang Honghua's question was natural now. If someone asked this, Diao Su would probably feel offended.

"That's right. Didn't the bad disciple lose the lyrics before competing with Cao Yi? I haven't won the bet of my apprentice going to welcome the guests yet, so my suggestion is, why don't you five young people come to compete this time? If anyone writes the best lyrics, who wins! The remaining four people will have to listen to the winning person's condition, how about it?" Diao Suo narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile.

Everyone looked at each other, and after a while, Wang Honghua spoke again: "Zu Lao, have you lost the disciples when you see so many people present? So you want to spend a few more people with your disciples to welcome the guests at that time?"

Diao Suo took a sip of wine, looked at Wang Honghua squintly, and said excitedly: "Why, Wang Honghua, a madman who was also one of the four great talents in Yangzhou more than ten years ago, would he be afraid before the battle, and even dare not respond?"

Wang Honghua laughed, "Zhao Lao, don't irritate me, don't mention me, the four outdated talents. Look, your disciple who is in full swing is still the four talents now. I also lost. I think my level of writing lyrics is comparable to Brother Duan. Even Brother Duan, who is recognized as the best lyrics among the younger generation in Yangzhou, lost, so why should I show off? Although I am a madman and my style is wild, it does not mean that I am stupid!"

Wang Honghua's words made everyone laugh. Even Yu Youwei covered her mouth and smiled. One was the old naughty boy who deliberately made a conspiracy, and the other was wise and foolish, but his words were very interesting, which made people laugh out loud when they heard it.

Even Cao Yi and Duan Xinde are two major parties involved

At this moment, they were smiling.

"What are you afraid of? Wen Gong said before, the article is natural, and you can get it by hand. Everyone has times of good performance and bad performance. If you perform better this time, Cao Yi's press conference is bad. A thousand-mile horse may fall off the wheel. Even the most solid car may fall off the wheel and turn it off. Besides, they are all young people, so they should be young and vigorous. Don't be like the three old men. As for Hao Miao, it's better to be a magistrate, and it's better to be stable... But you are different. Don't worry, I will let me compete again. Xinde, do you have confidence?" Diao Suo waved his hand and persuaded him earnestly, then turned his head to Duan Xinde beside him and asked a question.

"Ah...no...no..." Duan Xinde hesitated for a moment and decided to answer truthfully.

"..." Diao Suo looked at his unscrupulous disciple speechlessly, his eyebrows began to fly wide. He added a voice and said, "Xinde, I will give you another chance. Please think carefully and answer again. Do you have any confidence?"

Duan Xinde looked at his teacher's face and said bitterly: "Yes! For the sake of the teacher, there must be!"

"Very good! I am worthy of being my good disciple!" Diao Suo nodded with satisfaction, turned to look at Mr. Wen and Mr. Chen, "You two, if you don't let your disciples compete together, it will be better after all, it will be too smooth..."

Mr. Wen glanced at Master Chengxuan, with an inquiring look. The latter thought for a moment and nodded. Mr. Chen didn't go to see Gong Qizheng at all. After all, this disciple has always listened to him and would do whatever he arranged for him to do and work hard to do it well. But in other words, he rarely has his own opinions. This is an advantage, but also a disadvantage. Mr. Chen just pondered for a while and said, "I have no objection, so let them compare."

Wen Gong then said, "I think so too. It's rare that you and I are all here. Moreover, the four talents of Yangzhou from both generations are present. It's just right for a competition. It can be considered a grand event in our Yangzhou literary world!"

Cao Yi felt like a duck being driven on the shelves, or rather, now he is just a whetstone, while Duan Xinde and the others are the knives to be sharpened. "That... three old men, I'm not from Yangzhou... I shouldn't have to participate, right?"

"You are Hao Miao's junior brother, Hao Miao is the governor of Yangzhou. Do you think you want to participate?" Diao Sou said with a smile at this time, with a smug smile on his face.

Cao Yi looked at Diao Suo with a speechless expression, and instantly overturned his previous perception that he thought he was easy to talk to. Why did he feel like an old naughty boy?

"Haha, boy Cao Yi, don't complain to me in your heart. I'm doing this for your own good. Think about it, if you write a poem that beats them, you will be welcomed by one, two, three, four, and five great talents. How much momentum will it create at that time!"

Cao Yi's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said unconsciously: "Really?" As soon as he said this, Cao Yi's face turned dark and he looked at Diao Suo with a depressed look. He was very cautious, but he didn't expect that he would be humbled at the last moment.

From the expressions of Lu Xiaofeng, Wang Honghua, Shi Chengxuan and others now, it can be seen that these people were all aroused by Cao Yi's words "Really?".

After all, Cao Yi's question just now contained a surprise tone, but asked in the assumption that he had won everyone, it means that Cao Yi was confident that he could win everyone...
Chapter completed!