Chapter Twenty-Five: Ascending the Smoke and Rain Tower
Xia Yun said with a smile: "Doctor Ye and Fan Jian just fought together, but it is obvious to all, Doctor Ye is quick to think and knowledgeable. You don't have to be modest, right? β
"Poetry club, poetry club, since you came to participate in the poetry club, where is the reason not to write poetry? I don't know what Doctor Ye has done, I'll listen to it! β
Xia Yun's words made Ye Guhong sigh softly.
This world, since the Wei and Jin dynasties, has embarked on a fork in the road.
Therefore, there is naturally no poetry after the Sui and Tang dynasties.
Of course, in this world, a number of heirlooms have also been born that have not appeared in Ye Guhong's original world.
In Ye Guhong's mind, he has a large number of Tang and Song poems, as well as some poems of the Ming and Qing dynasties.
It can be said that as long as Ye Guhong wants to, he can completely rely on poetry and articles to instantly kill the so-called talents in this world.
Originally, Ye Guhong was reluctant to make this name.
Because he can only be regarded as a porter of literature, and cannot produce it himself......
If one is not well pretended, it is very likely that the filling will be exposed.
But now, he wants to keep a low profile, but others don't allow it.
Thinking of this, Ye Guhong sighed, and then said:
"I'm stupid and not good at poetry. But since His Royal Highness has a life, he has no choice but to sacrifice his ugliness. β
"Haha, Doctor Ye is too modest, the poems written by Doctor Ye must be good."
"That is, we can't wait to appreciate Doctor Ye's masterpiece."
"Doctor Ye, hurry up."
These talents really can't wait.
Of course, they can't wait to see Ye Guhong make a fool of themselves.
As long as Ye Guhong's poems are not good, they will definitely be ridiculed and make him lose face.
The vast majority of the scholars at the scene were all from the second prince Xia Yun's family.
They would naturally follow Xia Yun's pace and carry out Xia Yun's will.
Ye Guhong got up, took a few steps forward, and then groaned: "The sun is at the end of the mountain, and the Yellow River flows into the sea." β
As soon as these two sentences came out, the talented people around couldn't help but show a contemptuous smile on their faces.
These first two lines of poetry are indeed very appropriate.
But it's completely clichΓ© and doesn't stand out.
Even at this poetry meeting, it was only of a lower than average level.
And Ye Guhong's performance also made them completely relieved.
Ye Guhong then groaned: "If you want to be poor, go to the next level." β
Hiss!
Hearing these two sentences, these scholars couldn't help but gasp collectively.
The goosebumps on the body came out when they rubbed it.
Their level is uneven.
The people with the highest level are actually not much higher.
However, each of them still has the most basic ability to appreciate.
This one climbed the Smoke and Rain Building, and as soon as the last two sentences came out, the poetry of the whole poem immediately rose infinitely.
In their hearts, they all have a general judgment.
This poem is afraid that it will be a work of a hundred generations.
And the eyes they looked at Ye Guhong became more and more strange.
This kid is simply too grandson.
The poem is obviously so good, and at first it pretended that he couldn't write poetry.
"This poem should be the leader!"
"This poetry coin will surely be famous for a hundred years, and we may also have the honor to be famous!"
"Ye Gongzi is talented!"
Encountering this kind of heirloom that can definitely beat the second prince.
Even if it was the scholars around the second prince, they didn't dare to suppress it with their conscience.
Otherwise, they will surely leave a lasting reputation.
Unexpectedly, at the end of the poetry meeting, such a dramatic scene actually happened.
Such a result made the second prince Xia Yun uninterested, as uncomfortable as eating a fly.
Originally, after the poetry meeting, there would be a wine banquet, where everyone would shoot sentences and sentences, and there would be many small games between literati.
But now, they still have that interest there.
Xia Yun, the second prince, took the lead and left.
The other talents soon left the scene.
On the third floor of the Nuo Big Smoke and Rain Building, there were only Xia Qing, the king of Shu, Ye Guhong, and Nangong Jie left.
The rest are all serving maids.
Xia Qing, the sixth prince, ordered someone to put on a banquet and laughed: "Climb high and look far away, drink happily, hurry up!" β
After that, he took Ye Guhong's hand and sat down together.
Ye Guhong broke free without missing a trace, and then sat down next to Xia Qing, the sixth prince.
Next, Xia Qing dismissed all the maids.
On the third floor of the entire Yanyu Building, only the three of them remained, and they were not afraid of someone eavesdropping.
Xia Qing raised his wine glass, drank it all, and then said, "Mr. Ye, this glass, I respect you." β
Ye Guhong smiled slightly, then picked up the wine glass and drank it all.
After putting down the wine glass, Ye Guhong asked meaningfully: "Your Highness, don't you blame me for directly offending the eldest prince and forcing you to have a bad relationship with him in public?" β
Xia Qing held the pot and poured wine for Ye Guhong in person.
Ye Guhong hurriedly dodged, but Xia Qing insisted on falling, and Ye Guhong had no choice but to obey.
Xia Qing couldn't help but say: "Actually, I don't want to fight for that position." Because, the foundation behind me is shallow, and there is no chance of winning at all! β
"However, from the moment my father left me in the imperial city, I couldn't help myself."
"It's doomed, even if I don't want to fight, I have to fight."
"And if you fail, you are doomed to die without a place to bury."
"Over the years, all I can do is to guard against it and encourage myself to protect myself."
"Sometimes, I hate my father, why are you so cruel to me! Not even a way out. β
"Therefore, I am not afraid to fight them in public, because the final result is the same."
"It's just because of my business, but I was involved in Mr. Ye for no reason, and I feel very guilty."
After listening to Xia Qing's words, Ye Guhong couldn't help but nod slightly.
Xia Qing's words made Ye Guhong have a new understanding of him again.
Ye Guhong naturally wouldn't be naΓ―ve to think that Xia Qing was really so simple.
If Xia Qing is really so simple, participating in the battle for the heir is purely an act of looking for death.
But Xia Qing's performance made Ye Guhong more satisfied.
Ye Guhong smiled slightly and said: "Why should Your Highness be arrogant, in fact, the best candidate in the heart of the Holy Lord is His Highness." β
Hearing Ye Guhong's words, Xia Qing couldn't help but be stunned and said:
"Mr. Ye, how is this possible? If my father thinks most favorably of me, why don't you just make me the crown prince? β
"Over the years, my father has never given me any support, please Mr. Ye don't comfort me anymore."
Ye Guhong laughed and said, "Your Highness, you are a fan of the authorities!" β
"Behind the eldest prince is the door valve of the five surnames and the seven wang families."
"Behind the second prince is the military generals and noble group."
"The Holy Lord is the most powerful generation of Saints, and what he wants most is to weaken the power of the Family Gate Valve and the Xungui Group."
"Therefore, the best candidate in the Holy Lord's mind is only His Highness. This is also the reason why His Highness the Holy Admiral stayed. β