"What a poem! Mr. Gao's poem expresses loneliness and longing. I have been studying for many years and have never seen such a good poem!"
"I didn't expect Mr. Gao to be able to write such a good poem. I admire him with admiration. It seems that Mr. Gao is the most talented man!"
"Yes, we support Mr. Gao!"
At that moment, several literati stood up and applauded. Yan Chu glanced at them and saw that they were all stooges invited by Gao Jin.
"Miss Oiran, we all think that Mr. Gao's poems are the best love poems in the world, what do you think?" You Tuo'er said deliberately.
The oiran frowned. This was the first time she had seen this formation today.
"Gongzi Gao's poems are indeed the best love poems that my daughter has ever heard. However, these poems have gone through many vicissitudes of life and reveal sadness. However, Mr. Gao was in his youth when he was proud of his life. When he recited the poems just now, he could not express the poetic mood..."
The oiran shook his head regretfully: "Mr. Gao, I'm afraid you are not the first choice among the talented people."
"What do you mean!"
Gao Jin, who was originally very proud, suddenly lost his expression and dropped the wine bottle in his hand to the ground.
The other literati also said: "Miss Oiran, as long as the poem is good, it is enough. You have not mentioned any requirements for reciting poems. Could it be that you, Zuixianfang, are trying to cheat!"
The oiran couldn't get off the stage for a while, and Gao Jin even wanted to rush onto the stage and catch the oiran first.
At this moment, Yan Chu suddenly said: "Don't worry, everyone, I haven't composed a poem yet. The title of the best love poem in the world may not belong to Mr. Gao."
"Li, you have no role to speak here, go back to your Yong'an City!" Gao Jin said fiercely.
Yan Chu's expression darkened, he summoned the Mo Shadow Sword and placed it directly on Gao Jin's neck.
TNND, I want to show off, who can stop me
Gao Jin shuddered, cold sweat suddenly flowed from his head, and smiled reluctantly: "Brother Li, you can chant, you can chant..."
Yan Chu snorted coldly and took back the Mo Shadow Sword.
Qi Wenhan's eyes narrowed, and he noticed that the flying sword in Yan Chu's hand was actually an immortal weapon.
Others couldn't tell, but he, the sixth prince, who had been used to seeing treasures since childhood, could tell it at a glance.
Senior Yan is indeed extraordinary, and the Thunder Sect is no ordinary sect either!
I just don’t know what kind of poems this senior Yan can write.
Yan Chu drank a glass of wine, shook his head slightly, and chanted:
"The thin clouds make tricks, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is far away in darkness,"
"When the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win over countless others in the world."
"Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, and you can bear to look at the magpie bridge on your way back!"
"If love lasts for a long time, how can we stay together day and night?"
The song "Magpie Immortal Bridge" has been passed down through the ages in the world of the previous life. When Yan Chu recited it casually, he was astonished!
The talented literati in the flower boat fell into silence for a while, carefully savoring the affection in this poem.
Qi Wenhan was even more deeply shocked. He kept thinking about the poem and sighed in his heart:
This poem by Senior Yan is truly the number one love poem of all time. Who can compete with him for the title of the most talented person in the world
"Master Li, Xiaosheng... I have nothing to say!" A scholar opened his mouth and wanted to praise Yan Chu, but he didn't know what words to use.
Apart from the first love poem of all time, what other words can describe this "Magpie Immortal Bridge"
"Master Li, students are willing to worship Master Li as their teacher. Even if they hold up an umbrella to polish ink for Master Li, they won't have any complaints!"
The song "Magpie Immortal Bridge" made these arrogant talents bow their heads on the spot, and even bowed down to worship!
Even a rough guy like Gao Jin was convinced by Yan Chu's poems and didn't know what to say.
"This poem by Mr. Li is the number one love poem of all time. We are willing to recognize Mr. Li as the most talented man!"
"Yes, Mr. Li is the most talented man. It's time for Miss Oiran to fulfill her promise!"
"Miss Oiran, don't be silent. What is this poem like?"
The oiran put down the pipa, hesitated for a moment, and had to admit:
"Young Master Li's poems are indeed well-deserved. The slave family belongs to Mr. Li tonight..."
There was a bit of helplessness and sadness in his tone, but also a bit of relief.
The flower boat girl pushed open the door and entered with respect on her face and said to Yan Chu:
"Mr. Li's "Magpie Fairy Bridge" is indeed worthy of being the first among talented people. This is the famous brand of the oiran lady. If Mr. Li gets it, he will get the oiran lady."
Yan Chu took over the name tag and felt a little guilty.
Let alone this life, he had never been to any bad places in his previous life.
How should I act now so that I don’t look like a novice?
There was a faint fragrance on the oiran's name tag, and Yan Chu took it in his hands, making others envious.
"Master Li!"
Gao Jin suddenly shouted.
Yan Chu looked at Gao Jin, wondering if this kid was going to cause trouble again
But Gao Jin cupped his hands and said, "Gao Jin is convinced of Mr. Li's talent. From now on, Gao Jin will study hard and compete with Mr. Li in ten years!"
What the hell
Why is it only ten years
But Yan Chu didn't mind.
Anyway, ten years later Gao Jin is looking for Li Zeyang, and he has nothing to do with Yan Chu.
He nodded casually, and then eagerly turned over Miss Oiran's name tag.
What is the name of this courtesan with such a beautiful back
The moment Yan Chu turned over the name tag, the smile on his face gradually disappeared.
Qi Wenhan came over curiously. After seeing the name on the name tag, he said doubtfully: "The surname is Qiao? It's a good last name."
Gao Jin also said: "Miss Oiran really lives up to her name, Qiao Biluo... what a good name!"
That's right, the oiran's name is Qiao Biluo.
Yan Chu's hand holding the famous brand suddenly started to tremble.
He never expected it.
He has already traveled through time, but he still became the number one on His Highness Qiao Biluo’s list!
No wonder this oiran only shows his back to others. He turns out to be a killer from behind!
When I turned around, I was afraid I was going to see an old woman who was hundreds of years old!
"Senior Yan, what's wrong with you?" Qi Wenhan asked suspiciously when he saw Yan Chu's expression was not good.
Yan Chu waved to Gao Jin silently.
"Master Li, what advice do you have?" Gao Jin asked.
"I gave you this thing, and I also gave you the poem just now. From today on, you are the most talented person in the world, and Qiao Biluo is yours too!"
After Yan Chu stuffed the name tag into Gao Jin's hand, he climbed out of the window and jumped out of the flower boat!
"Master Li!?"
"Senior Yan?!"
Yan Chu jumped out of the flower boat, rushed to the entrance of Zuixianfang, tore down the banner and tore it into pieces!
He kept saying: I am not the first on the list, I am not the first on the list, I am not the first on the list...
"Master Li, what's going on?"
"Literary talents are somewhat crazy. If they are not crazy, how can they write such romantic love poems?"
"That makes sense. Mr. Li is really a poet descended from the earth!"
Gao Jin held the nametag in his hand and suddenly realized: "So, Qiao Biluo belongs to me?"
The flower boat girl hesitated and said: "Yes, it is true..."
When Gao Jin heard this, he was immediately overjoyed and rushed towards the oiran: "Miss Qiao, let's get drunk tonight before we retire!"
What Gao Jin didn't expect was that Qiao Biluo, who was sitting quietly on the stage like a virgin, suddenly waved her pipa and hit Gao Jin in the face. Then she followed Yan Chu and jumped out of the window!
"What's going on!!"
"It is Mr. Li's literary talent that makes Miss Qiao obsessed. Miss Qiao is going to elope with Mr. Li!"
"What a touching love story. I have creative inspiration again. When I get home, I will be able to write a poem so shocking that ghosts and gods will weep!"
"Mr. Li, Miss Qiao, we wish you all the best! You must be happy!!"
(End of chapter)