If everyone knows Xia Wenyuan's identity and knows that it was the little prince and the Nine Emperors who had a conflict, then they would only watch the play with joy and feel that they had eaten a big melon.

But without knowing Xia Wenyuan's identity, and being guided by Du Chaowen like this, everyone will only think that Li Fu is also interesting to Miss Xuanxuan, but he can't compare to Du Chaowen in poetry, so he wants to suppress people with power.

Indeed, as Du Chaowen said, Li Fu's identity is noble and powerful, but his life is like a mustard, and he can be erased at will.

In a dispute, whether right or wrong, regardless of the truth, people will always subconsciously be more inclined to support the weaker side.

"Hehe, interesting! It's so interesting! ”

Seeing through Du Chaowen's careful thinking, Li Fu smiled and said equally loudly: "Oh? If according to Du Gongzi's meaning, the rules in the Qinglou are divided, is it a poem? ”

"It's not according to Du's meaning, but it's true." Du Chaowen looked down at Li Fu and said loudly.

"Good!"

Li Fu struck with both palms, as if he had been provoked by Du Chaowen, and said without choosing his words: "Then let's use poetry as a fight and write five poems together, regardless of subject matter and format, to compare who can write better!" How is it? ”

As Li Fu's words fell, there was an uproar in the audience!

No one expected that Li Fu would dare to compare poetry with Du Chaowen!

"What do you mean, little prince? Do you want to compare poems with little poets? ”

"No... I don't know. ”

"I guess, the little prince asked people to write poems in advance before he came. I didn't listen to the little prince say, there is no limit to the subject matter, no formality! ”

"With the talent of the little poet, even if the little prince is prepared, he may not be able to win steadily, right?"

"After all, if you write five poems in a row, even if you are a little poet, I am afraid it will be difficult to write such a masterpiece as "Wanghai Tide: Destiny of Heaven"!"

"And the little prince hasn't said who the referee is! If you are chosen as the referee, even if the little prince writes a limerick poem, do you dare to judge the loss? ”

"I see!"

Everyone was talking, even if everyone's voice was not high, but because there were too many people, it still caused chaos and noise on the scene.

Du Chaowen did not rashly agree to Li Fu's challenge, and after frowning and pondering for a moment, he asked carefully: "It's naturally no problem to test the poems, but I don't know, who does the little prince want to be the referee?" ”

Something like writing five poems in a row, the first peerless masterpiece, is absolutely impossible in the eyes of ordinary people. But for Du Chaowen, who copied the public, it was not a problem at all.

The only thing he felt out of control was the referee.

As someone said, if a few people are randomly selected as referees on the scene, then even if Du Chaowen writes a swan song for the ages, who would dare to judge him to win?

Unexpectedly, Li Fu said very generously: "Whatever you want, the referee will be appointed by you." ”

Hearing this, Du Chaowen almost thought that he was hallucinating! Seeing that the others also had surprised and surprised expressions, I realized that I had heard correctly.

Du Chaowen said tentatively: "Then Miss Xuanxuan and Jiu... Brother Xia is the referee, how about it? ”

"Hahaha, the Nine Emperors are the Nine Emperors, and Brother Xia! What, isn't it unsightly? Li Fu first sneered, and then agreed without hesitation: "Yes, just do as you say!" Let's get started! So as not to affect each other, let's write down these five poems first, put them in the hands of the two of them, and judge them together? ”

"Yes."

"Come on, put pen and ink on the ink, paper and inkstone for this king!"

was called by Li Fu to reveal his identity, Xia Wenyuan's face couldn't help but darken. But thinking that he would soon be able to see Li Fu deflated, his mood improved a lot.

And when everyone knew that this young man who was sitting at the same table with the little prince and the little poet and looked extremely approachable, turned out to be the Nine Emperor Princes of the Dynasty, they couldn't help but be surprised.

At this time, many people have already reacted, and tonight's conflict between Li Fu and Du Chaowen is probably not just for a woman.

Compared to Du Chaowen's victory and Xia Wenyuan's wait-and-see, Ye Qing frowned, constantly looking Li Fu up and down, as if he wanted to see him.

Soon, Shihua Shuilou sent the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

When Du Chaowen took the pen and paper, Xia Wenyuan rolled up his sleeves and personally sharpened the ink for Du Chaowen.

Apparently anticipating what happened tonight, it would definitely get out.

When the time comes, King Wen personally studies ink for the little poet, and the little poet will write five peerless poems in a blink of an eye, which will definitely become a good story and a beautiful conversation, and it may be famous for eternity in the future!

Li Fu's gaze swept over Du Chaowen and Xia Wenyuan, a touch of sarcasm flashed in his eyes, and then he glanced deeply at Ye Qing, who was frowning.

Xu Sheng trotted over from the table next to him with a very eye-catching look, and also studied ink for Li Fu. But when the ink was grinding a lot, and Du Chaowen on the other side had already begun to put pen to paper, Li Fu was still motionless.

Ye Qing couldn't help but ask in a deep voice: "Li Fu, why don't you still use your pen?" ”

"What about the idea, how? Are you in a hurry? Li Fu glanced at him and said lightly.

Xia Wenyuan thought that he had seen through Li Fu, and said to Ye Qing in a sarcastic tone: "Brother Ye, you said that no one would cheat and want to delay time, right?" Also, we don't have a time set anyway, as long as we don't write it, it's not a loss! Brother Du wrote it in a quarter of an hour, and it is estimated that some people will not be able to write it in a hundred years! ”

In the face of ridicule, this time Li Fu did not turn his face, and after seeing Xia Wenyuan's grinding action for Du Chaowen, he said with a smile: "Don't worry, there will be results tonight." His Royal Highness King Wen, I just hope you don't cry for a while. ”

This time, not only Ye Qing, but even Xia Wenyuan felt that something was wrong, and asked tentatively, "Oh? So confident? Who gave you confidence? ”

"Huh." Li Fu just chuckled and didn't reply.

Looking at Du Chaowen again, as Li Fu expected, almost without thinking, he wrote one after another, and he had already begun to write the third poem after tea time.

Li Fu still didn't start writing, just sat quietly in his position, as if waiting for something.

On the open-air deck, where there were hundreds of people, it was surprisingly silent at this time, and only the sound of Du Chaowen's pen and paper touching could be heard.

After another cup of tea, Du Chaowen made a splash of ink, and then slapped the brush in his hand on the table with a "snap", and said with a high spirit: "It's finished!" ”

When Du Chaowen raised his head, he found that Li Fu hadn't started writing yet, so he couldn't help but laugh: "What, doesn't the little prince have any thoughts yet?" Do you need Du to help the little prince write two articles? Or three? ”

"No need." Li Fu also shook his head with a smile, looked at the five poems written in front of Du Chaowen, and said meaningfully: "These five are enough." ”