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Under the gaze of everyone's various complicated eyes, Ye Fan did not hesitate to punish himself three cups!

"Ye Yuma, you are really massive...... Even this king can't be so drunk for a thousand days, so you are so unwilling to show your poetic talent?" King Qi was a little convinced, this is too good to drink. “

Haha, His Royal Highness King Qi, I'm afraid Ye Yuma is not unwilling, but can't......" I don't know who shouted, and the scene suddenly burst into laughter.

Ye Fan lowered his head, he didn't listen to these laughter at all, his mind was full of those people, those places, and those past......

"Husband...... Are you very uncomfortable?" Su Qingxue found that the sadness in Ye Fan's eyes made her worry. leaf

Fan smiled and waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, and then poured himself another glass of wine......"

Big brother, don't drink it, if you drink it again, you'll get drunk", Ye Wanqing was also emotionally infected, and persuaded on the side. leaf

Fan sighed, "Don't worry, I'm not drunk, I just want to drink tonight......"

The second daughter couldn't persuade her, so she had to give up. not

How long did it take, Su Huafan got up again and recited aloud: "The spring of Donghu with the sword is not warm, and the northern life is parting." First swim in the empty color and break the cold, the weeping poplar can be drunk, but the curtain is sad......"

With the loud exclamations at the scene and the praise one after another, Su Huafan looked at Ye Fan with a look of loss......

"It's a pity, it's a big pity to not be able to drink and compose poems with Ye Juma, who is full of talent, tonight...... "Ye."

Fan sneered, still too lazy to take care of it.

If you use the poetry of the sages for the sake of the struggle of will, then you will insult those great writers...... appear

Everyone in the audience saw that Ye Fan didn't say a word, and they were even more disdainful, how could this nest look like that kind of peerless masterpiece?

"It's just an insult to the reputation of the Linlang Poetry Society!"

Don't you see, he's here to drink, I heard that Ye Yuma also has a nickname called Drunkard, it seems that there are a lot of them......"

What can he do without drinking? It's better than making a fool of yourself in poetry...... Haha......"

The disparaging voices kept coming, and Su Qingxue and Ye Wanqing were frowning and angry when they heard it, but they couldn't say anything, after all, this kind of remarks were being made everywhere in the audience. this

Such a big literary summit, only by showing literary brilliance can it gain respect. at

Ye Danqing, who was busy writing in the audience, looked over worriedly at this time, but he had no time to take care of it. clause

After the second round of poetry exchanges, it was time for the final round of the Oiran competition. this

Once, it was a poetry recitation, and each woman could choose her favorite poem and recite it with emotion.

As women took the stage one by one, all kinds of famous stories began to appear in the venue...... fine hair

There is no doubt that among the popular poems recently, Ye Fan's poems are the most popular. Good

Several women have chosen poems such as 'Mochizuki Nostalgia' and 'Yongmei'. only

However, this time, not only did everyone not think that Ye Fan, the "author", was amazing, but the more they listened to it, the more ridiculous they felt. land

Xin, Baili Qingtian and other talented people feel that in recent times, they have admired Ye Fan so much, which is simply ironic!

Qing was relatively backward, she also chose Yongmei, and while chanting, she also looked at Ye Fan with her eyes intentionally or unintentionally...... leaf

The sail pretended not to notice anything, and continued to drink. “

Husband, this Qing'er recited so well, I didn't expect the woman from Caiyunfang to be able to read the elegant ...... of plum blossoms' independence," Su Qingxue muttered. leaf

Fan sighed, "What do you ...... to do with her?"

"Husband...... Look at you, your face is red, don't drink it......" Su Qingxue said quietly, her eyes full of distress. leaf

Fan really feels a little up, and he will even get drunk one day, and I thought that I would never taste drunk in my life...... wine

When the strength came up, Ye Fan also got up extraordinarily, hugged his wife beside him, and touched his forehead lightly, "It's okay...... I'm not going to get drunk......""

Husband, are you okay, I see you're so sad tonight......" Su Qingxue stretched out her cool hand and put it on the back of Ye Fan's hand. “

It's okay...... It's a disappointment to the princess, I'm being told that by those people......" Ye Fan grinned.

Su Qingxue pursed her lips and shook her head with a smile, "No matter what outsiders say, it is enough for the concubine to know that her husband's talent is world-renowned...... Why be angry with people who don't know the truth?"

Heh......" Ye Fan reached out and stroked his wife's face.

On the stage, Gu Qing saw Ye Fan and Su Qingxue's intimate actions, and her bright eyes flickered slightly.

When the women finished reciting, an old master with a solemn face suddenly stood up and saluted Mrs. Zhang and King Qi. “

His Royal Highness the King of Qi, Taifu, the old man has a matter, and I want to report it to the two of you before the last question comes out."

Mrs. Zhang smiled, "Liu Lao Mo should be polite, you and I used to be officials in the same dynasty, but it doesn't hurt to say it."

Liu Lao Zhengse said: "Originally, the old man didn't want to say more, but there were too many women in the right place, and he recited poems such as Yongmei, which have been widely circulated recently.

Everyone has heard that these poems were written by Ye Juma, but as we see today, the old man believes that Ye Juma should not be the author of these works. sue

The painter once took out a collection of poems and pointed out that these poems were plagiarized and modified from his unpublished poetry collection.

The old man was just skeptical, but what he saw and heard tonight, the old man thought...... Su Hua Fan Gongzi should be the original author of these poems!

Although the great levy emphasizes martial arts and light literature, His Majesty has always placed high hopes on our literary world, and Wenchen is even more important!

How can we let a literary thief become popular in this sacred and solemn poetry meeting!?

Where is the justice!?Where is the backbone of the great recruitment of literati!?Let the literary thief ruin the reputation of the literary world, how can he be worthy of the emperor's grace!?"

Old Master Liu's generous speeches made the audience burst into fierce applause!

"Well said! Liu Lao hit the nail on the head!!"

"Plagiarism is shameful!Justify the name of Su Huafan's son!!""

I didn't want to let him enter the Linlang Poetry Club!!"

The crusade on the scene was higher and higher, and Ye Fan instantly became the finger of a thousand people. dance

On the stage, many women looked at Ye Fan with disdain, and there was also a touch of banter and playfulness in Gu Qing's eyes. sue

Qingxue and Ye Wanqing had grim expressions, and they sat there angry and helpless.

Ye Fan, the client, sneered and continued to drink by himself......

He had already guessed that this Su painting fan was probably prepared, but he didn't expect that he would arrange such a hand...... sheet

After Taifu and King Qi glanced at each other, they thought for a moment before they got up, waved their hands, and signaled everyone to be quiet. “

What Liu Lao said, but it makes sense, Su painted a fan...... Are these poems really written by you?"

Su Huafan looked flattered, got up and bowed his hand very respectfully: "Mrs. Zhang, the younger generation has long stopped caring about these, since there is no conclusive evidence, then take it as Ye Yuma's doing......"

What do you mean by ...... It's yours, it's yours, a peerless masterpiece, and it will be passed down through the ages. I

If we don't even respect the original author, wouldn't we be irresponsible to future generations?" sue

The painting fan looked modest, "What Taifu said is extremely true, it is the painting fan that is not well considered." In this case, the painting fan admits that these poems were indeed made by the painting fan, and somehow fell under the name of Ye Yuma...... "now."

The audience was boiling, and everyone began to cast more disdain and disdain for Ye Fan. “

What a shame, this kind of person is still a colt?"

Let's just say a waste, how can you suddenly make such a quatrain, it turns out to be copied!"

"Su Gongzi is really an adult, if I can't bear it for a long time......"

The voices came and went, and soon someone began to shout: "Literary thief Ye Fan! Get out of the Linlang Poetry Club!"

Get out of the poetry club! Get out of the ......"

The sound waves came one after another, and some people who didn't believe it very much also felt that maybe this was the case. One

time, many people also cast regretful glances, it turned out that the talented man they admired was just a lowly person. “

It's so annoying!That Su painting fan is shameless!Big brother!Let's go!!" Ye Wanqing was so angry that her tears were about to fall, and she grabbed Ye Fan's arm to get up.

Ye Fan was a little dizzy at this moment, he felt that this thousand days of drunkenness seemed to be coming to the end, and it made him a little unbearable?"

This...... This wine ...... It's kind of amazing......"

Ye Fan was pulled up by his sister, but he was unstable and top-heavy, so he stumbled directly and turned over from the table again!"

Hahahaha! This drunkard was actually drunk at the Linlang Poetry Party!?"

I think he's trying to use the power of alcohol to get drunk and fool around......"

Hundreds of pairs of eyes at the scene were particularly contemptuous and disgusting, and many people didn't want to take a second look. even

Wang Suqi frowned, stretched out his hand and signaled, "Someone, go and help Ye Yuma out......"

The royal face is about to be lost. only

When a few subordinates wanted to help Ye Fan, Ye Fan suddenly stood up directly like a tumbler!?

(三七 Chinese.)