Qin Yan couldn't help sighing in his heart, the ancient saying of Yanhuang said that literati have arrogance, but at the moment, this scholar of Zhao University is willing to be the pawn of a second ancestor, where is the arrogance?

"I can't talk about advice, don't talk about those things that are not nutritious, let's get started." Qin Yan's dislike for Zhao Chengyuan was even far above that of the second prince.

It is true that the second prince has done it to him more than once, and the two are hostile, but if he changes positions, he will also do the same thing as the second prince.

Because there is a contradiction, it is normal to kill people with their hands.

What's more, it can be seen from all aspects that the second prince still has a lot of backbone: he can survive the eight major punishment needles over the first four needles, which even if Qin Yan is replaced, he doesn't feel sure that he can do it; He was not willing to be sent when he was caught, and from an objective standpoint, he was definitely the kind of person with a tenacious fighting spirit; and his conspiracies and calculations again and again, although they were all broken by Qin Yan, but why didn't they show that he had a fairly clever wisdom? It was just someone he was unlucky to meet, someone smarter than him.

On the other hand, this Zhao Chengyuan Zhao University Scholar was willing to be called by a junior like Ning Kui, who might not even have an official position, and he was simply lowered to the dirt.

"Baiwei Pavilion is a place for drinking, you and I will each compose a poem with this wine word, and His Royal Highness the Second Prince will evaluate the merits, how about it?"

When it comes to martial arts, Zhao Chengyuan is really not good, otherwise he would not obey Ning Kui's orders, but when it comes to literary knowledge, it is his strength.

He's sure!

Not only him, but also the second prince and the three second ancestors led by Ning Kui were all ready to see Qin Yan make a fool of himself.

In their eyes, Qin Yan is just a martial artist, putting all his energy on martial arts cultivation, competing with Wencai, who is Zhao Chengyuan's opponent?

"Shall I come first?" Qin Yan asked with a smile.

"Mr. Wind, please." Zhao Chengyuan was very polite on the surface, but he secretly sneered.

Qin Yan walked to the table, his left hand behind his back, his right hand picked up the wine jug, and the clear wine line was poured into an empty glass, and the refreshing aroma of wine overflowed.

Wine!

Grain can make wine, flowers can make wine, fruit can also make wine, Xianwu world is a primitive world, the quality of grain, flowers, and fruits here far exceeds the earth, and the quality of the wine brewed is not at all, and the inferior wine on the earth can be compared.

He picked up the exquisite jade wine glass, drank the fragrant wine in one gulp, and finally brought the realm of pretending bi to the fullest, and a string of words floated out of his mouth.

The sword and the red dust are already crazy, and there is wine to step into the sky.

The stars tease the sun and the moon, and lie drunk in the clouds and laugh in the world.

Ga!

The second prince is a prince, and he is also the kind of prince who has the ability and is determined to win the position of the prince, he is not like the second ancestor of the straw bag who only knows how to spend time and drink. Not only did he practice hard in martial arts, but he was not bad in terms of knowledge, and he was immediately dumbfounded when he heard this poem.

"Scholar Zhao, is this poem plagiarized?" The second prince knew that in terms of knowledge, he was still a lot worse than Zhao Chengyuan, after all, he had a specialization in the art industry, and he tried to find the most difficult opportunity: with Zhao Chengyuan's extensive knowledge, if this poem was plagiarized, he should have heard it and could see it immediately.

"This ......" Zhao Chengyuan said.

"Mr. Zhao, it's your turn." Qin Yan smiled.

"I lost this game."

If he plagiarized other people's poems, Zhao Chengyuan was afraid that Qin Yan would know about it, but he would lose even more face. On the contrary, if he was asked to come up with a better poem on the impromptu basis, he didn't think he had the ability at all.

It can be said that this poem, regardless of momentum or charm, has taken the word 'wine' to the extreme, and he cannot surpass it no matter what.

Not to mention him, even Ning Kui and the others, who knew little about poetry, felt that it was impossible for Zhao Chengyuan to defeat him after hearing Qin Yan chant this poem.

It's just that......

This product is obviously a martial artist, how can it be so amazingly literary?

Of course, they would never have imagined that this poem was indeed plagiarized, but it was just plagiarized from another world, how could they find out?

"The second prince is the emperor's noble, and this second question is based on the emperor's picture, what does Mr. Feng think?"

Zhao Chengyuan felt that it was too common to use wine as the theme, after all, there were too many poems in the world in the name of wine, and it was impossible for the other party to really copy it, and it was impossible for him to read all the poetry books in the world, so he thought of a subject that he thought was more out of the way.

The world is out of my generation, and the years of entering the rivers and lakes are urging.

In the talk and laughter of the emperor's hegemony, it is better than a drunk in life.

Depend on!

Over there, Zhao Chengyuan's words just fell, a popular poem, almost without any hesitation, and the second prince almost didn't cry.

Today, it's obvious that he has set up a game to make Qin Yan lose face, right?

But......

Is this the legendary demon?

Is there nothing in this world that can help him?

When he was in the Flood Wilderness Plain, the second prince had already heard that when Xue Lan was performing in Changfeng City, Qin Yan shocked the four people with a song on the stage.

What now?

How can this guy still compose poetry, and he has reached such a profound realm, Zhao Chengyuan, who is a scholar of the Literary Style Academy, is like a primary school student in front of him!

So far, who is making a fool of himself, a discerning person can already see it.

"Even if it's two wins in three games, and I win two games in a row, can it be over? This kind of pediatric stuff is really boring. Qin Yan had a light smile on his face.

"No way!"

On the one hand, Zhao Chengyuan was afraid that Ning Kui Xingshi would ask for the guilt, on the other hand, he was full of dare, he definitely couldn't lose to a martial artist in poetry: "There is also the last question, this time I will come first, we will take snow as the topic, do you dare?" ”

He once made a famous poem that he thought was very good and was appreciated by many people, and he was ready to use this poem to get back the face he had just lost.

"Then you come first." Qin Yan said indifferently, he can copy more poems, afraid that he is a bullshit scholar?

It doesn't rain when it snows, and when it hits the ground, it turns into rain.

It is troublesome for snow to turn into rain, so it is better to rain in the first place.

Seeing Zhao Chengyuan shaking his head and muttering, Qin Yan couldn't wait to whip him a few big-eared scrapers: Is this the poem you are proud of? It's clearly just a slip of the tongue, right?

In fact, it is no wonder that the immortal martial arts world emphasizes martial arts and light literature, the whole people cultivate martial arts, and martial arts cultivation is destined for future achievements, so there is less energy in literature, and few people are from literature at all. This has caused the literature of the Xianwu world to wither, and Zhao Chengyuan can become a scholar of the Shangfeng Academy at this level, but it is conceivable that other people's literary talents are even more unbearable.

"Excuse me, what's your name?" Qin Yan looked at Ning Kui with a smile.

"Ning Kui, what do you want?"

Seeing that Qin Yan didn't immediately respond to the poem, Ning Kui suddenly had a little confidence and sneered: "What? Shouldn't you think it's inferior to Scholar Zhao? ”

"Anyway, I've already won two games, even if I lose the third game, won't I still win?"

"You ......"

"Would you believe me if I said I deliberately lost the third game?"

Without waiting for the other party to speak, Qin Yan smiled and said: "No way, I really can't think of anything in this third poem, a good sentence with snow as the theme, just because I lost." But since you're going to compete, you can't help but write a song, right? Then it's just a matter of changing the theme, and I'm ready to win only two games anyway...... What do you think, how about using as a theme? ”

Excrement?

Is he crazy?

Poetry is such an elegant thing, there are poems in the name of wine in the world, and there are also poems with the theme of wind and snow, love and hatred, who has ever heard of the topic of?

This is simply insulting Sven, so much so that when Zhao Chengyuan heard him say this, he was so angry that his face turned blue and he couldn't speak at all.

"Your name is Ning Kui, right?" Qin Yan asked with a smile.

"You...... What do you want? Ning Kui felt that something was wrong.

"I'm going to write poetry."

Qin Yan had a wicked smile on his face, and in the stunned eyes of everyone, he said, "The poem with Scholar Zhao seems to be a couplet...... Ning Kui doesn't eat when he eats, the rice turns into in the stomach, and the rice turns into, so it's better to eat in the first place. What do you think? Isn't it neat? ”

The second prince's face was strange, and he looked like he wanted to laugh, but he was very hurt.

Zhao Chengyuan opened his mouth, his lips squirmed, his fingers trembled and pointed at Qin Yan, and there was a gurgling sound in his throat, but he couldn't speak.

As for Ning Kui......

His face was completely blue, he looked at Qin Yan murderously, gritted his teeth and said, "Feng Ling!" You...... You...... I swear, I'm going to make you die a bad death! ”

"Your ancestors don't have a problem with me, just up to you? What are you? Qin Yan had a mocking smile on his face.

"I'll kill you!"

Originally, Ning Kui was still thinking that he would find a chance to deal with Qin Yan after today, but Qin Yan's words full of disdain made his anger completely destroy his reason: "Kill him for me!" Kill this bastard! ”

Hula!

Several of his entourages immediately took a step forward, and the powerful Yuan Force surged out, but the second prince took a few steps back, and sighed secretly in his heart.

The second prince knew very well that his plan to humiliate Qin Yan was bankrupt, not only that, but Ning Kui also fell for Qin Yan: he wrote poems to scold Ning Kui, and he made mockery, the purpose was to provoke the other party, once Ning Kui made the first move, he would have a reason to do it.

To put it bluntly, even if Ning Kui is beaten now, it will be for nothing, and if Qin Yan is beaten, the Xiang family and the Xiahou family will have enough reasons to trouble the Ning family.

Is Gyeonggi a place where you can fight casually?

Of course, for these Second Ancestors with a Heavenly Background, the so-called laws play a small role, but if the Second Ancestor's opponent also has a Heavenly Background and holds on to this matter, it will be a troublesome matter - Ning Kui will definitely be unlucky!

Deter?

It stands to reason that the second prince should come forward to stop it now, after all, he and Ning Kui are in a group, but he doesn't want to be dragged into the water by Qin Yan, so he chooses to retreat.

The strength of those four retinues is transcendent, and the weakest one has a late cultivation of Xianwu Yizhongtian, which shows that Ning Kui is either deeply favored or extremely talented among the descendants of the Ning family, otherwise it is impossible to have an entourage of such cultivation, which also indirectly indicates that if this guy is destroyed, it will be a not too small blow to Ning Xiaotian.