Chapter 21: A Bunch of Trash!

Wang Dalong's words immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the hall.

The young man surnamed Fang, who was originally praised, had a smile on his face that froze for a moment, and then slowly disappeared.

"Who are you, do you know poetry?

"No need to ask, just look so handsome, you must not have even read a book!"

"Laughing to death, I haven't even read a book, and I'm embarrassed to mock other people's poems. ”

Someone around immediately spoke.

The young man surnamed Fang didn't look good, and said, "Who are you? Why? You seem to know poetry very well, otherwise you wouldn't look down on my poems, right?"

"You're quite right. Wang Dalong knew that he couldn't keep a low profile anymore, "In Xia Ye Liangchen, people gave him the nickname Invincible Poetry Saint. ”

"Ye Liangchen?"

"Invincible Poet?"

Everyone's expressions changed slightly.

Ah Fu also looked at Wang Dalong with a strange expression.

Forget the invincible poet saint, why did he change his name to Ye Liang...... By the way, because someone is chasing and killing, the young master is low-key!

Realizing this, Ah Fu's gaze at Wang Dalong was instantly full of admiration.

"What a big breath, and the invincible poet saint, I think this title is self-appointed by you, right?"

"Even a hairy boy dares to call himself a poet, who gave you the guts?"

The people around him saw that Wang Dalong was handsome and young, and they were not polite at all when they mocked.

Wang Dalong used to be the person who won the strong mouth king for several consecutive years, where can he serve, and when he was about to go back, a maid appeared at the corner of the stairs on the second floor.

"Everyone, if you are ready, then come up, no matter whose poems can impress the young lady, not only can you stay in the special room on the ship for free, but you can also have a meal with the young lady. ”

After saying that, the maid turned and went back.

The people in the hall on the first floor no longer mocked Wang Dalong, and rushed upstairs.

Wang Dalong was not in a hurry at all, and took Ah Fu to hang at the end and slowly went upstairs.

Maybe it's the visuals, or maybe it's the layout, the second floor looks much larger than the first floor.

There are many chairs, facing the same direction, and on the opposite side is a beaded curtain, through which you can vaguely see a graceful figure behind.

"I'll see Miss Yun later!"

The people who came up all bowed their hands.

"Hello sons. ”

Yun Xi'er inside spoke, and her voice seemed to have a special magic power, and in an instant, many people breathed heavily, and some of them couldn't extricate themselves.

I can't see what Yun Xi'er's appearance is, but the hazy feeling brought by the bead curtain, coupled with the sound that can poke into the depths of my heart, is enough to make people reverie.

Wang Dalong took a light breath, his mind sank into the dark space, and said to the woman in the black dress: "I may know what Dao Heart is. ”

The woman in the black dress said: "This woman is a little interesting, but it's a pity that it's just a small way." ”

Wang Dalong was curious: "What's interesting?

The woman in the black dress said, "You'll understand after you have in-depth contact with her." ”

Wang Dalong was a little embarrassed: "Go deep...... This is a bit inappropriate, I'm still a pure boy!"

The woman in the black dress did not respond to Wang Dalong again.

Yun Xi'er behind the bead curtain said again: "Ladies and gentlemen, it's still the old rules, I don't need to say more about the specifics, you can start." ”

Most of these people present are Yun Xi'er's admirers, they are not short of money or identity, and the free stay in the special room can't attract them at all, what really makes them care is to eat with Yun Xi'er.

Let's not talk about Yun Xi'er's peerless beauty for the time being, let's just talk about her background, the cloud character in the Fengyun Chamber of Commerce, which is placed in the entire Nanzhou, it is a super thigh.

If you can enter her eyes and have a relationship with her, the benefits can be said to be inexhaustible.

Wang Dalong didn't care about this, he just wanted to start quickly, casually take out a poem to shock the spot, and then comfortably live in a special room and enjoy the best service.

"What are the specific rules, I'm new and don't understand, please tell me more. Wang Dalong said.

Those people who had begun to brew feelings immediately glared at Wang Dalong: "I don't understand the rules, why didn't you inquire in advance when you came?"

Yun Xi'er chuckled: "I was negligent, Xiao Ling, you tell the rules." ”

"Yes. ”

A maid outside the beaded curtain nodded.

"The rules are actually very simple, there is only a time limit, a stick of incense time, and the rest can be played at will, as long as you can satisfy the young lady, you can pass the test. ”

Wang Dalong frowned: "If you say this, whether you can pass the test or not, isn't it all up to your young lady's personal wishes? If it is obviously a particularly good poem, then your young lady is not satisfied, so what should I do?"

Before Yun Xi'er could speak behind the bead curtain, her licking dogs were unhappy.

"You kid, I warn you, it's best not to talk nonsense, you are slandering Miss Yun, she is high-spirited, good is good, bad is bad, it is impossible to do the kind of thing you said!"

"That's right, Miss Yun, she is the most fair and just person, especially in the judgment of poetry, she is even more fair and selfless!"

"By the way, what are you worried about this, do you really think that you can make a poem that satisfies Miss Yun?"

"Huh...... Foolish dreams!"

Wang Dalong said with a smile: "Don't say it, it's really a coincidence, I just saw Lingjiang in Xia Bucai, so I was inspired and made a very good little poem!"

Lingjiang River is the big river where the building boat is located at this moment, this river is very wide, and it is endless, it is said that it runs through the entire Nanzhou from north to south.

"It's very good, it's very good, it's not ashamed, if you read it out and listen to it, I don't believe it can be better than Brother Fang's just now!"

"That's it, I've never seen such an arrogant person as you, I don't know what to do!"

"I suggest that this guy be expelled and let him compose poems with us right here, it's simply an insult to Miss Yun!"

"Heh, a bunch of garbage!" Wang Dalong sneered, "Waste, pluck out your ears and listen carefully, my poem is called "Crossing the Spirit River"!"

was scolded for being a waste, and the anger in everyone's hearts was even stronger, but at this moment, Wang Dalong walked to the window, turned his back to everyone, looked at the surging Lingjiang outside, and spoke.

"Whether there is a galaxy or not, it only takes a moment to set off the turbidity of the sky. There are more storms and dangers in the world, and Lingjiang is a daunting road. ”

This poem was written by a poet named Song Wan on Earth, and the original name was "Crossing the Yellow River", but Wang Dalong changed the Yellow River to the Lingjiang River.

This poem is not a particularly famous classic, but the artistic conception in it is enough to crush most of the poems about rivers in this world.

After reading the poem, Wang Dalong looked back at the people with dull faces, and played with taste: "What? Say that you are not happy, don't you understand the meaning of this poem now? Do you want me to translate it for you again?"

"The turbid waves of the Lingjiang River are blowing in the sky, if the Milky Way is pouring down, it seems that the turbulent waves are extremely terrifying, but for the monks in the world, they are all insignificant......"

Behind the bead curtain, Yun Xi'er's voice suddenly sounded.

"This son has such a talent at a young age, the little girl really admires it, I wonder if the little girl can be lucky enough to know the name of the child?"

Yun Xi'er's words made the faces of everyone present change.

They knew that Yun Xi'er recognized Wang Dalong's "Crossing the Spirit River".

Although they are unhappy, they are helpless, they may not be able to write excellent poems, but the level of appreciation is still there.

The poems they wrote before, compared with Wang Dalong's one, are 108,000 miles away in terms of words and sentences, or artistic conception.

Lost, completely lost!

If you don't even have the strength to parry, you lose directly!

The kind of defeat that is.

This hateful guy actually got the opportunity to eat with Miss Yun so easily.

It's so unpleasant!

At the same time, they are unhappy, but they can't understand why such a handsome person can write poems so well, which still makes people live!?

When they were jealous, Wang Dalong spoke: "In the lower Ye Liangchen, the beautiful scenery of the good day is the Ye Liangchen of the sky, of course, there are many people who call me the invincible poet saint!"