This dear friend, who are you?

Xie Anyu's expression froze, and then his face suddenly sank, and he snorted and said: "Li Sanshui, when we were at the Luming Banquet in Lingzhou, you and I made a bet to write poems with peach blossoms. The loser always wins.

You will not be able to appear at the poetry festival where you appear. At that time, I was lucky enough to win you."

"However, I never imagined that you are such a person. In order not to fulfill this agreement, you are pretending not to know me!"

Wow!

There was an uproar among the surrounding crowd, and they looked at Li Miao with more or less contempt.

Of course, losing a bet with your opponent when writing poetry is indeed an embarrassing and bad thing for a student, but losing means not fulfilling the agreement. This is a typical example of someone who cannot afford to lose. This kind of behavior is undoubtedly

It will make people feel even more shameless and look down upon.

Seeing this, Ji Gang and Zhang Feng wanted to stand up and explain something to Li Miao.

Li Miao stretched out his hand to stop them, then stood up, looked at Xie Anyu, and said, "Why don't you read the poem you made at that time here?"

Xie Anyu was startled and frowned: "What do you mean?"

Li Miao shrugged slightly and said: "It's not interesting, I just want to read your masterpiece again."

Of course Xie Anyu didn't believe Li Miao's nonsense, but he really couldn't find out what Li Miao's purpose was. After thinking about it, he decided to read out the peach blossom poem he wrote that day.

After all, he has nothing to lose by reading his own poems.

Of course, there is another reason. He is a show-off person. The peach blossom poem he wrote at that time really felt very good about himself. He didn't mind reading it out so that everyone could marvel at it.

When he thought of that scene, he couldn't help but feel a little excited.

Immediately, he started reciting with great emotion.

"This peach blossom poem is really well written. It should be the best peach blossom poem I have seen in the past two years. I never expected that this person has such talent."

"If I were asked to write it, I probably wouldn't be able to write it in a short time. I would have to think hard about it."

"Who is this person? Logically speaking, someone with such talent should not be unknown, but should at least be somewhat famous."

"His name is Xie Anyu, and he is a well-known talent in our Lingzhou."

"..."

Hearing these words of praise, Xie Anyu couldn't help but curl up his lips, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of elation in his heart.

In a corridor on the second floor, several students were watching what was going on below. Their clothes and grooming all told others that their families were not simple, and their demeanor all told others that they were arrogant.

Yes, he has amazing talents.

"Although this peach blossom poem has some merits, it is not so complacent. It seems that the students in Lingzhou have become worse and worse in recent years."

Seeing Xie Anyu looking quite contented below, a student shook his head. This student's name is Su Song, who is from Jieyuan in Suzhou.

"Brother Su, you can't spread this word out. Once it spreads, it will completely offend all the talented people in Lingzhou. So, if you don't want this word to spread from here, you have to treat us to a drink and get drunk.

From the Immortal Tower." Another student joked.

This student is even more remarkable. His name is Yang Hao. He is not only Jieyuan from the capital area, but also the son of Yang Rong, the Minister of Rites of the dynasty.

"It's the best! It's the best!"

The other three students agreed. These three students are called Ma Yuan, Xu Qing, and Dong Ren. They all come from different places. Although they are not Jieyuan, they are all famous and talented scholars in the local area.

As for why these talented people from different places got together, it is unknown.

Seeing how naughty some of his friends were, Su Song could only smile bitterly. He also realized that what he just said was very inappropriate and said: "Okay, okay, I owe you a drink, so just treat it as my lies."

Buy it."

Then, he pretended to be vicious and said: "It seems that I must get first place in this poetry competition, otherwise the little money I have is not enough for you to kill me!"

Xu Qing shook his head and said: "Brother Su, you will definitely not get the first place."

Su Song narrowed his eyes slightly: "What? Brother Xu, are you trying to compete with me for first place?"

"No, no, no."

Xu Qing denied: "With Brother Yang here, you and I can only earn second place."

Yang Hao, among the five of them, in terms of poetry alone, the other four are obviously not as good as him.

No, Su Song's face suddenly fell. He turned around and begged Yang Hao: "Brother Yang, how about giving me the first place in this poetry competition? I'll give you an extra pot when I go to Zuixian Tower."

Purple bamboo wine, no, two pots of purple bamboo wine."

Yang Hao shook his head and refused: "How much silver are two pots of purple bamboo brew worth? How many pots of purple bamboo brew can be bought with one thousand taels? Brother Su, you are too unkind."

"Alas..."

Su Song lamented and reluctantly said: "Then I have no choice but to take second place. Five hundred taels is not bad."

"No, Brother Su, I won second place, and you can only win third place at most." Xu Qing reminded.

Although Ma Yuan and Dong Ren on the other side did not say anything, their expressions clearly meant that they wanted to compete for the second place.

After all, they are both short of money recently, well...the reason they mentioned is this.

Seeing this, Su Song said viciously: "Okay! Let's see the real results later. Maybe I can even outperform Brother Yang and get first place!"

The words between a few people seemed to have secured the top three places in this poetry competition.

The screen returns to Li Miao's side.

"Your peach blossom poem is indeed well written."

After giving a false compliment, Li Miao and Xie Anyu said: "Actually, it's not that I don't want to fulfill the original agreement, I just want to make a bet with you again. I will bet on this poetry meeting. If I win,

How about canceling the original agreement, and if you win, I will avoid wherever you are in the future?"

As soon as these words came out, Ji Gang, Zhang Feng, and the bun-faced maid all looked worried, intending to stop him.

Ji Gang and Zhang Feng knew that Li Sanshui's poetry level was not very good, while the bun-faced maid was simply worried.

Li Miao gave the three of them a reassuring look.

The eyes of the onlookers looking at him also changed slightly. It turned out that this person did not fail to fulfill the agreement, but wanted to wash away the humiliation.

From poetry club to anywhere...

Xie Anyu thought about it for a while, then answered, "Okay! I promise you."

Like Ji Gang and Zhang Feng, he knew Li Sanshui's poetry level, and he was confident enough to surpass Li Miao again with his own poetry level.

At this time, Li Miao suddenly said: "Besides that, we might as well add another lottery. For example, each of us comes up with a hundred taels of silver, and whoever wins gets it. How about that?"

Xie Anyu couldn't help but look at Li Miao in surprise.

Until now, he still can't figure out what Li Miao wants to do. Could it be that he thinks he can beat him?

Li Miao said excitedly: "What? Don't you dare?"

"Humph!"

Xie Anyu snorted and said: "Okay! Then add an additional one hundred taels of silver as a bonus."
Chapter completed!