Chu Tiange wanted to say more, but Ye Qingli had already said: "Of course I won't go back on my word! Let's compare it to poetry! But, if you lose, how do you say it?"
Those people all laughed.
"She actually asked, what should Brother Guo do if he loses?"
"It's really shameless, how could Brother Guo lose?"
"Isn't she really out of her mind, thinking that she might win?"
Guo Bin raised his head and said proudly: "How can I lose? You should think about it carefully, what should you do if you lose!"
"Hmm..." he murmured, "it would be too unreasonable to ask you to take off your clothes. Well, if you lose, you will..."
Everyone around gasped.
If this is the case, even if you don't die, you only have half your life left.
Mr. Guo, this is trying to kill Ye Qingli alive!
A killing intent flashed in Ye Qingli's eyes.
Sure enough, he is worthy of being a scholar, and his heart is much more sinister than ordinary people!
Hmph, since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unrighteous.
She said coldly: "Okay, I promise you! However, if you lose—then I will take your leg!"
She smiled lightly: "Half life to buy you a leg, you won't disagree with this deal, right?"
Guo Bin shook the folding fan in his hand indifferently, "Okay, then it's up to you!"
He didn't even pay attention to what Ye Qingli said.
In his opinion, how could he lose
Unless the sun comes out from the west!
"Wait!"
Chu Tiange suddenly raised his hand and said: "Although it is compared to poetry, there must be a standard. You can't make poetry, let you judge?"
She just thought of this important question!
This is not a game of chess, where losing is losing and winning is winning.
To evaluate the quality of a poem is somewhat subjective.
What if they cheated
At this time, in the private room on the second floor, two old men suddenly stood up.
"If you don't mind, how about letting the old man make the judgment?"
Some people gasped around.
"It turned out to be Mr. Ni!"
"There is also Mr. Duan, these are all contemporary Confucians!"
"With these two old gentlemen as judges, it will be very fair!"
These two old gentlemen are both well-known Confucian scholars in the world. One used to be the dean of the Hanlin Academy, but now he has retired to Linquan, and the other is the head of the most famous "Changshan Academy" in Daluo. All are contemporary people.
The two of them happened to be drinking here today, and they didn't expect to see such a scene.
Old Mr. Ni said solemnly: "Miss Ye, we two old people think that we have a bit of a reputation, and we also have our own appreciation of poetry. We will definitely not engage in favoritism. You can rest assured."
Ye Qingli looked at the upright faces of these two old gentlemen, and admired them very much, bowed and said: "Then trouble the two old gentlemen."
Of course, Guo Bin and others will not object.
They went up to the third floor together. The group of them sat in the Linjiang Pavilion, while Ye Qingli and Chu Tiange sat in the opposite Nanpu Pavilion.
These two names are quite poetic and picturesque, and the plaques on them are all inscriptions by famous artists.
Ye Qingli also learned calligraphy, and she felt extraordinary at first glance.
Chu Tiange told her in a low voice that he was the most famous calligrapher in Daluo.
She said with some concern: "What can we do?"