In fact, Xie Anyu also understood in his heart at this time that Li Sanshui had the guts to say these words in public, so he must be confident.

He couldn't figure out why Li Sanshui was so confident. His poetry writing skills he had shown before were obviously so poor. Could it be true as he said?

I didn’t copy it, but my brain suddenly became enlightened?

Where is such a good thing!

Xie Anyu tried to find a topic that was enough to make things difficult for Li Miao, but... he couldn't find it for a while. His eyes moved around, and suddenly he fixed his eyes on the small piece of bamboo hanging in the air.

This small piece of bamboo was extracted from a small wooden box not long ago and hung there by Chen Yuqing, the owner of Bishui Pavilion.

Got it!

Xie Anyu's eyes suddenly lit up, and then he said to Li Miao: "Li Sanshui, just use bamboo as the topic! How about it?"

"Bamboo? This is not good."

"Yes, since the founding of the People's Republic of China, there seems to be no poem about bamboo."

"There must be some, but it's just not famous. You and I have never heard of it."

"Actually, not only our Dahua, but throughout the previous dynasties, there have not been many poems about bamboo that are particularly famous and spread around the world."

"..."

Everyone looked at Li Miao and watched his reaction.

I saw that Li Miao's expression did not change at all, and he said in a neutral tone: "Okay, let's use bamboo as the topic."

Then, he asked the maid on the side to bring another piece of rice paper and lit a stick of incense, just like before, he used a stick of incense as a mark of time.

At the same time, on the second floor.

After the five people thought for a while, Su Song, Xu Qing and the other four subconsciously looked at Yang Hao.

Among them, Su Song asked: "Brother Yang, do you have any ideas in mind?"

Yang Hao shook his head, frowned slightly and said, "I don't know if I should start with bamboo in a short period of time."

……

The hall became quiet, and everyone's eyes fell on Li Miao, who was frowning.

He is pretending, and the purpose is naturally to appear more real. You can't just pick up the brush, dip it in ink, and write directly, right?

Time passed quietly, about one-third of the time it took to burn the incense. Li Miao's frown finally relaxed, and he finally moved.

This shocked the onlookers, who stretched their necks to see what kind of poem Li Miao had written.

Yang Hao's face on the second floor changed slightly, and his fists at the hem of his clothes were clenched again unconsciously. At this time, he had just begun to have some ideas, and was still a long way from taking action.

Is it possible that the gap between them is so big?

Bamboo stone.

Stay firm on the green hills and don’t let go, your roots are still in the broken rocks.

After countless hardships, you are still strong, regardless of the winds from east to west, north and south.

When writing his signature, Li Miao almost subconsciously wrote the word Zheng Xie (ie Zheng Banqiao). Fortunately, he reacted in time, otherwise the fun would have been great.

After a while of silence, someone finally broke the silence.

"What a poem!"

"What a poem!"

"This is probably the best bamboo poem I have ever seen."

"I pride myself on being a first-rate talent among our people. In just one-third of the time it took me to burn incense, I didn't even have any ideas, and he had already written such an amazing poem. I'm ashamed of myself."

Far worse."

"..."

"How?"

Li Miao looked at Xie Anyu, who had already turned pale, with a smile on his face.

"I lost!"

Xie Anyu's face turned blue and white.

At this time, the eyes of others seemed to be extremely dazzling to him, as if they were mocking him mercilessly. He didn't want to stay here for a moment longer, so he turned around and wanted to leave.

"Wait a minute!"

Li Miao stopped him in time.

"Li Sanshui, I have given up, what else do you have to do!"

Xie Anyu stared at Li Miao fiercely, subconsciously thinking that he was preparing to humiliate him.

Li Miao said: "Have you forgotten something? The one hundred taels of silver we bet before."

Xie Anyu groped around for a while, but couldn't find a hundred taels of silver. Finally, he gritted his teeth and pulled off the beautiful jade hanging from his waist, and threw it to Li Miao.

"This piece of beautiful jade is worth at least two hundred taels of silver."

Oh my god, so expensive?

Li Miao flipped the jade pendant in his hand. He didn't know much about it. Although he could tell that the jade pendant was of good quality, he couldn't tell how much it was worth, so he handed it to Ji Gang, who knew a lot about this aspect.

.

"Brother Ji Gang, help me take a look and see if it is really worth one hundred taels of silver."

Xie Anyu's face turned red, he was angry.

"Brother Sanshui, this jade pendant is indeed worth at least two hundred taels of silver."

Ji Gang returned the jade pendant to Li Miao.

"Humph!"

Xie Anyu snorted heavily, turned around and left without leaving any words.

"Thank you so much, brother. Welcome to come again next time."

Li Miao shouted towards his back.

Xie Anyu staggered.

Second floor.

Looking at the movement below, Su Song said: "Should we go to meet this Li Sanshui?"

Hearing this, Xu Qing, Ma Yuan and Dong Ren were quite moved.

Unexpectedly, Yang Hao said: "Poetry is just a trail after all."

The expressions of Su, Song and the others were slightly startled. After thinking for a moment, they understood the underlying meaning.

After slightly opening his mouth, Su Song still didn't say anything.

Third floor.

At this time, there was also a person watching the activities below with great interest.

This person is dressed as a young gentleman, holding a folding fan in his hand. He has pretty features and fair eyes, and his skin looks white and flawless.

"Li Sanshui... interesting. I came here to take a look and wrote a poem by the way. I didn't expect to meet such an interesting person. This trip was not in vain."

......

"Brother Li, I'm He Xiao, from Bazhou..."

"Brother Li, I'm Shi Jiang, from..."

"Brother Li, I'm..."

As if they had seen something precious, the people around them came over one after another, wanting to get acquainted with Li Miao.

Li Miao's head was pounding. He couldn't care about this or that. He could only look at Ji Gang and Zhang Feng for help.

Unexpectedly, the two of them seemed to have expected it, and hid on the other side early. Facing Li Miao's gaze, they shrugged their shoulders, looking helpless.

These two guys.

Li Miao cursed secretly in his heart, and wanted to run away with the steamed-faced maid, but when he thought that he had not received the bonus from Bishui Pavilion, he could only give up the idea and showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

As if he heard the cry in Li Miao's heart, a beautiful voice finally sounded. In Li Miao's opinion, it was the sound of nature.

"Master Li, Master Li, please come with me."

The little maid couldn't squeeze in, so she could only shout from the outside.

"Everyone, make way, everyone, make way." Li Miao shouted while squeezing outside.

Although those people were reluctant to let Li Miao leave like this, but faced with such a situation, they had no choice but to make way.

"Girl, luckily you showed up in time, otherwise..."

Li Miao touched the sweat on his forehead and made a look of lingering fear.
Chapter completed!