Chapter 9 Is This Really the Young Master?
"To be honest, the old man doesn't believe it either. ”
Qin Hua glanced at the old man who spoke, and immediately spoke.
"Who are you?"
"The old man is the current dynasty Wen Zai Yu Wenqiu, and the top literati of the Qin State are generally from my disciples!"
As he spoke, a touch of pride appeared on Yu Wenqiu's face. Obviously, he was very pleased with his achievements. However, in Qin Feng's eyes, it was nothing.
"I still want to be a court, I think it's a misguided child!"
"Say it again!"
Yu Wenqiu pointed at Qin Feng's nose, his eyes widened in disbelief.
Li Feng in the back was also nervous.
The words of the young master of my own family, once it spreads outside, I am afraid that it will offend most of the literati of the Qin State. When the time comes, if they collectively dismiss the officials, who will manage the Qin State?
Once the national teacher knows about this matter, he will definitely not be able to do anything with Qin Feng, but it is very likely that he will be used as a scapegoat.
"How about we have a try?"
Qin Feng said lightly.
"What do you say?"
Yu Wenqiu blew his beard and glared, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart.
"Of course, it's poetry!"
To be honest, if Qin Feng is compared to others, Qin Feng may not be able to say it. But fortunately, the form of the competition here seems to be only writing poetry.
Although Qin Feng was not a good student, he had at least memorized 300 Tang poems.
"I'm afraid this is a stunned young man!"
"That is, even if the world's first genius is here, I'm afraid I may not dare to say that he is better than Wen Zai!"
"Yes, you know, Moon Jae was the first in the world back then!"
Yu Wenqiu listened to the comments of others and looked at Qin Feng arrogantly.
"Young Master Qin Feng, are you sure you want to compete with me, I'm afraid that you will lose the face of Xiangguofu!"
Obviously, Yu Wenqiu is the winner.
It's not just him who thinks so, but the vast majority of people here think so.
As for the poem just now, I think it's just that this gentleman didn't know where to plagiarize it. If he tries again, he will definitely show his stuff!
But is that really the case?
The two immediately started to play, and at the same moment, someone on the second floor of Chunjing Building took the opportunity to open a handicap. Qin Feng's odds are as high as one to one hundred thousand.
In other words, if Qin Feng bets on a copper plate, if Qin Feng wins, he can get eighty taels of gold. You must know that an ordinary family of three may not be able to save eighty taels of gold in a lifetime.
But even so, there are still very few people who bet on Qin Feng.
Qin Feng's odds are still rising!
"Li Feng!"
Qin Feng said softly.
"What's wrong, young master!"
Li Feng hurriedly walked over.
"Take out all the gold and silver tickets on my body and press the handicap!"
After Li Feng heard this, he didn't want to move slowly, and he stopped talking.
"What's wrong?
"Young master, it's not allowed to bet on the opposite side here, only bet on yourself!"
It turned out that Li Feng thought that Qin Feng deliberately provoked the dispute, but in fact, he wanted to make a sum of money. When Qin Feng heard this, he immediately spoke.
"Young Master Ben almost has that little money, it's all on me!"
"What? It's all on you?"
Li Feng was taken aback.
"What's the ink, don't go yet!"
"Yes!"
......
The handicap on the second floor is already full, but everyone is betting on Yu Wenqiu's side. The man in charge of recording Qin Feng was already lying on the table and yawning.
There are only three names in the account book on the table. Together, they are only half a tael of silver.
It seems that this time my family is going to lose a lot!
When the opponent's gambling money is not enough to pay, it is natural to take the money from the handicap. But fortunately, the current odds are almost close to 1:800,000.
Even if you lose, you can't lose much. It's a big deal, just spend money to buy a reputation!
"I want to bet, Qin Feng has 10,000 taels of gold!"
"What?"
The man woke up suddenly, suspecting that he was hallucinating.
"I said, I'm going to bet Qin Feng on 10,000 taels of gold!"
As he spoke, Li Feng immediately put a stack of golden tickets on the table. Each one is a large ticket of one hundred taels of gold. The little two wiped his eyes vigorously and took out the golden ticket to look at it carefully.
"Don't look at it, this is the golden ticket of Hailong Qianzhuang, which is exclusively provided by Xiangguo Mansion. ”
"Are you from Xiangguofu?"
"Hmm!"
At this time, Xiao Er only had one idea.
This is simply a fortune boy!
10,000 taels of gold, now they are rich! You know, they can lose tens of thousands of taels of silver at most, and the discount is only a few hundred taels. As for the rest, all of them will go into their handicap.
......
On the first floor, Qin Feng looked at the smug appearance of the little two upstairs.
I can't help but think about it.
Hmph, let you be proud. The odds of 800,000,000, 800 million taels of gold, I want to see if you can afford to lose!
The tournament will soon kick off, and the match will be divided into three rounds, with a best-of-three format.
"Please write a poem first!"
The referee said very respectfully.
"The old man hasn't written poetry for many years, and today, I don't know if I can use a pen!"
Lord Moon Jae is humble!
Who doesn't know what you did back then!
"In that case, the old man will be ugly. These two poems were written by the old man!"
"Zhu Yan has been asked to the old man in the palace, what do you think about the remnant body!"
As soon as these two lines of poetry came out, all four were shocked.
It's Moon-sama!
Yes, it's even better than when I was young!
When Qin Feng heard this, he immediately spoke.
"Do you think these two sentences are better than the two sentences I just had?"
"Plagiarism, I dare to say that it is my own. The old man admits that it is indeed inferior. If I have the chance, I will definitely meet the amazing man who wrote this verse!"
Obviously, everyone thinks that Qin Feng's poems are obtained through plagiarism.
Qin Feng didn't say much, after all, there were still many poems in his stomach.
Seeing that Qin Feng was no longer talking, everyone thought that Qin Feng had acquiesced in this matter.
Who knows, Qin Feng is actually holding back his big move.
The Qin State has always admired conquest, so it is easier to win with bold and bold poetry. This Wen Zai is obviously not good at writing this kind of poetry. Then let him see and see, what is called someone outside the world, there is a sky outside the sky.
This time, Qin Feng decided to use poetry.
"Where to look at China, full of scenery Beigulou. How many things have risen and fallen through the ages? ”
"You can't say that I copied this sentence too!"
Looking at the people who had fallen into a stupor again, Qin Feng opened his mouth and sneered.
"Good poetry, good poetry! It's just that the little woman has one thing that I don't understand, that is, where is this Beigu Building, if it is in my opinion, it is better to replace Beigu Building with Chunjing Building!"
A figure walked down from the second floor, and Qin Hua was stunned at the first sight of it.
Because she has never seen such a beauty, her facial features are indescribable, and a beautiful word has become very pale.
Wearing a tulle red dress, the two points on the chest loomed, looking down along the gaze, giving people endless reverie.
In this world, there is no underwear!