"Good poems, good poems..." A young man in brocade clothes chanted a poem, and everyone next to him praised it enviously.

Some even applauded.

Send admiring eyes to the young master.

"The poem He Gongzi chanted is good, it is really a good poem that is exciting. But unfortunately, although the poem He Gongzi's poem is good, it is far from the artistic conception of this painting of my literary master. It is easy to appreciate, but it is impossible to count."

Wen Yueshan, the head of the Wen family, twisted his beard under the jaw and said with a calm smile.

But he rejected this poem by Mr. He in one verbal voice.

Mr. He was vetoed and was annoyed in his heart.

He was originally the juren He Yujie who won the third place in this provincial examination, and he was also among the top three. How could he bear it?

However, due to the family background of Wen Jia, he did not dare to have an attack, so he had to retreat silently.

Wen Yueshan, the head of the Wen family, saw He Yujie retreating aside, with a smile on his face and said with a bright smile, "Please continue to use your talents to recite poems and essays. I can wait for your masterpieces."

After the words came, the scene was silent.

When he was young, a young scholar wearing a wide robe and big sleeve shirt, with a handsome and heroic spirit, stood in the yard and chanted, "The swallows are melted in the mud, and the sand is warm and sleeping in the mandarin ducks."

"Good poetry, good poetry, Master Qi is a great talent, and he is a great talent."

The people next to him heard that Mr. Qi recited a poem and clapped and praised it.

Even the head of the Wen family, Wen Yueshan, looked admiring and praised, "Young Master Qi is indeed worthy of being Jie Yuan who won the provincial examination. The poem he recited is in line with the artistic conception of this painting."

"This is Mr. Qi, the top of today's poetry and essay fair."

"well……"

There were constant cheers from the side.

Qi De looked proud and raised his head to accept the praise and envy of the people around him, but his eyes couldn't help but throw his eyes at the young lady of the Wen family under the four-corner wooden pavilion. Wen Yan.

This time I won the top of the list, not only will I get a bounty of 100 taels of silver, but I will also be the guest of the Wen family in the future, so I will not be able to contact this young lady of the Wen family in the future.

Qi De thought to himself, and was secretly happy.

Wen Yueshan, the head of the Wen family, smiled and waved to his side.

A maid brought up the prepared white silver.

Wen Yueshan was very happy and was about to offer money to Qi De.

"Slow down!" A soft and sharp voice interrupted Wen Yueshan's behavior.

"Dad, my daughter thinks that the artistic conception of Mr. Qi's poem is slightly worse than that of the painting. She also asks her father to allow her daughter to continue to choose among scholars and talents, and must pick out a good poem."

Wen Yan stood up and said solemnly.

Wen Yueshan was stunned when he heard this, and he didn't understand why.

However, my daughter loves poetry and essays, and is better than myself in poetry. This poetry and essay meeting was also held by my daughter.

The title of famous paintings is all about the daughter. Of course, his father takes the daughter's meaning as the most important thing. Since his daughter says it doesn't work, it won't work.

"Young Master Qi, although your poem is good, it is somewhat different from this painting." Wen Yueshan changed his tone and smiled indifferently.

When Qi De heard this, he looked disappointed and his proud mood instantly fell to the bottom.

He wanted to curse Wen Yueshan, but because the Wen family was a big family in Yunzhou City, it was difficult to get into trouble.

Although I am Jie Yuan, I am simply fauna compared to the wealthy and powerful literary masters.

Everyone was confused when they heard Wen Yueshan's words.

The poems written by scholars will not be attracted by the young lady of the literary family.

Chu Feng sat aside, and when he saw this scene, he felt very disdainful.

He despised the two scholars He Yujie and Qi De who wrote the poem just now.

The two of them were two scholars who belittled themselves in Jinghe when they failed the scientific examination.

Humph! After taking the Jie Yuan exam, is the Juren very amazing?

Look at the poem you recite, which is also called poetry.

Chu Feng secretly laughed at himself. As soon as he relieved the humiliation of the day before yesterday, he drank a sip of tea, wiped his lips, stood up and recited, "The spring tide is connected to the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea is full of tides."

Do you recite a poem? A little meaning, Chu Feng is from a modern earthly space from different spaces. In his space, Tang poetry and Song lyrics have long been circulated. Just take a poem, and here are all good sentences forever.

This poem was written by Zhang Ruoxu, a poet of the Tang Dynasty.

Chu Feng used it directly.

“…”

"The artistic conception is profound. Although the poem is speechless and the scenery in the painting vividly describes the artistic conception of the painting. Good poetry is indeed good poetry."

Before everyone around him could appreciate the artistic conception of the poem, Wen Yan, the eldest daughter of the Wen family, frowned and showed joy, and could not wait to praise her.

"Where is this young master from? May I ask if my surname is the best name?" Wen Yan saw Chu Feng, as if he had discovered a new continent and asked.

Although the Chu family is also a big family in Yunzhou City, it is not as good as the Wen family. The Wen and Chu families rarely have intersections.

So Wen Yan had never seen Chu Feng.

Chu Feng glanced at the pretty Wen Yan and smiled faintly, "Chu Feng is down."

"It's him, the Chu Feng who failed the scientific exam and scored zero?"

"Isn't it! I've been driven out by the Chu family."

“He can recite poems too.”

"Is this poem written by himself?"

When everyone heard Chu Feng's name, they talked a lot, and there was a burst of ridicule and an uproar.

When Wen Yan, the eldest lady of the Wen family, was slightly stunned when she heard Chu Feng's name, and she couldn't believe it.

However, the poem is indeed from Chu Feng’s mouth.

Moreover, the proposition of this painting with profound artistic conception is somewhat difficult in itself. Even the second young master He Qi, who won Jie Yuan and Juren, did not recite it.

Although Chu Feng in front of him was a scholar who failed the exam, there were many geniuses. This poetic artistic conception was profound but it could not be faked.

Wen Yan denied his doubts in her heart, raised her pretty white face, and said seriously, "Today's top lyrics and essays is Chu Feng and Mr. Chu."

"Please come and receive the silver reward."

Chu Feng strode forward.

Wen Yan took the money from the maid and handed it to Chu Feng.

A scent of fragrance blew by, Chu Feng sniffed obsessively and took the silver from Wen Yan.

“…”

Everyone was speechless when they saw Chu Feng receiving the bounty.

"This guy can recite this good poem."

"It's impossible! Those who scored zero points in the provincial examination can write such good poems. How did this guy do it?"

There are many doubts.

"Hmph! Even he can write such a good poem, I don't believe it." He Yujie was so angry that he wanted to swallow Chu Feng alive when he saw Chu Feng receiving the bounty.

Qide also glared at him. The one hundred taels of bounty should have been his, but it made Chu Feng steal the limelight. He was so angry that he smoked his orifices, his heart was filled with fire, and he left with anger.

Everyone was also confused. Chu Feng, who didn't understand that he had scored zero points in the exam, made a good sentence at the literary poetry meeting and made a big splash.

Wen Yueshan was even more depressed, but his daughter Wen Yan had already recognized Chu Feng's poems, so he would not go into it.

A poetry and essay meeting ended, but Chu Feng's deeds of making good sentences spread throughout Yunzhou City.

After receiving the bounty, Chu Feng returned to the dilapidated thatched hut in the west of the city. He was about to lie down to rest, but he heard a familiar voice in his ears.

"The host will participate in a poetry and essay meeting and will make a big splash. The intelligence value will be 10, the intelligence value will be 20, and the system tasks will be triggered."

"System tasks, establish a way to make money."

Chu Feng listened carefully and understood that it was the voice of A Qi of the system.

Since possessing this treasure system, Chu Feng has become very familiar with A Qi's voice.

"What is the way to make money?" Chu Feng asked in confusion about the task released by the Baibao system.
Chapter completed!