In Suzhou City, Chen Qiao and Lin Yan were walking on the street.

After Shen Qiao finished writing that poem, he and Lin Yan had already left Weixiangyuan while the crowd was in chaos.

Lin Yan did not believe that the poems written by Chen Qiao could be compared with Tang Yun, the number one talented man in Suzhou. Instead of being ridiculed later, it would be better to take a step forward.

Chen Qiao was just simply not interested in staying with those literati. He had too low level and was not qualified enough.

With the poetic level of those people, Chen Qiao copied it casually... Writing a poem can make them feel ashamed of the elders of Jiangdong.

Bullying children is not something that Shen Qiao wants to do as a role model.

In comparison, he still prefers Lin Yan's true nature.

"Brother Lin, where are you going?"

"Go back and call someone, I can't get out of this anger if I don't take revenge today."

When did the richest son of Suzhou suffer such grievances today?

"I'll call you a dozen servants at home later. Today, I will break the dog leg of Xu."

In Lin Yan's eyes, there is no nonsense that can be solved by force.

When he was in school, the teacher said that he was not good at studying, but he had a very strong hands-on ability.

Lin Yan has been following this sentence as a classic over the years... How well said it!

"Wait a moment."

Chen Qiao stopped him: "Do you know what the consequences will be if you go home and call someone?"

"What are the consequences?"

Lin Yan disagreed. At most, he was discovered by his father and was hung up and beaten up. He has not been there before.

But before being beaten by his father, he had to beat the person named Xu today.

Extreme one to one.

"If you shout too many people, it will easily attract attention. Not to mention that the other party is easily alert to the other party, and what if you are targeted by the arrestee?"

Chen Qiao didn't have much affection for Xu Wenxuan, but Lin Yan's brainless approach is indeed too low-end.

Chen Qiao didn't want him to attract the last female constable. The last female constable had warned him that if she was caught by her next time, Shen Qiao would not have the fruit of eating...

Of course, Chen Qiao was not afraid of her warnings and threats, he was just a simple love for peace.

Lin Yan's expression was stunned. It was obvious that he had just thought of this. Thinking of the selfless female detective, Lin Yan trembled all over.

In Suzhou City, Lin Yan's only fear of besides his father and sister is the detective.

In front of that constable, his name as the richest man in Suzhou was not only not good at all, but even received a beating...

"Then Brother Ye, what should I do?"

"Where does Xu Wenxuan live?"

Lin Yan thought for a while: "It's in the west of the city."

Chen Qiao was thinking hard about the memories of the last time he wandered around Suzhou City: "I remember from here to the west of the city, there was an alley that needed to pass through in the back of the city. There seemed to be no one in that alley..."

Chen Qiao and Lin Yan looked at each other for a moment, and both noticed the brilliance in each other's eyes.

"It's better to..."

“…”

Weixiangyuan.

When this poem appeared before everyone, the entire Weixiangyuan fell into a strangely quiet moment.

An incredible shock burst out instantly.

"This, is it written by him?"

"This poem, this poem..."

"Unbelievable, really unbelievable!"

Xu Wenxuan opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth, unable to say a word.

Xu Wenxuan's attainment in poetry is indeed not high, but it does not mean that he does not understand poetry.

Silence, silence!

"Is this what he wrote?"

Tang Yun, who had not made any noise next to him, was shocked when he saw the poems written on the table.

"I don't know where the human face is, the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze, and the spring breeze still smile in the spring breeze..."

Tang Yun murmured for a few words, then smiled bitterly on his face: "I am not as good as him. In terms of artistic conception, I have already lost..."

Xu Wenxuan was shocked: "Brother Tang, how could you just say this? Although this poem is indeed good, Brother Tang, you are..."

Tang Yun waved his hand and smiled bitterly: "This poem is amazing at first glance, and I lost at the beginning. In just a few dozen words, I fully explained the life experience of 'peach blossoms in human faces and peach blossoms, things change, and things change'. Whether in terms of words or in terms of realm, I am not as good as him. In comparison, the poem I just wrote is too blessed and superficial."

"I didn't expect that Suzhou City was actually crept with tigers and hidden dragons. First, there was a master of calligraphy, Wang Xizhi, and then there were such a poet. I was wrong with it!"

When the other talented men onlookers heard this, they immediately started talking.

The number one talented man in Suzhou actually admits that he is not as good as others in his poetry attainments?

How is this possible?

However, when the poem in front of them was placed before them, they had to admit it.

It's very good to write.

For a moment, everyone's eyes shifted to where Shen Qiao was just now. Only then did they realize that the building was empty.

"Where are people? Where have they gone?"

"I don't know!"

"That young man must be not an ordinary person who can write such a poem. He hasn't asked about the other party's name yet."

“…”

Xu Wenxuan felt extremely uncomfortable.

He originally thought that the man around Lin Yan was just a waste of money like Lin Yan.

But now it seems that a fool can write such a poem?

Xu Wenxuan took a look at this, and even if he was very reluctant to admit it, he had to admit it.

This poem will surely be passed down through the ages.

Thinking of what Xu Wenxuan said just now, and thinking about the scene at this time, Xu Wenxuan's face was hot.

"Let's go!"

Xu Wenxuan waved his hand and left Weixiangyuan in shame with the man.

As soon as Xu Wenxuan left, the talented people around him gradually dispersed.

But the discussion about this poem is getting hotter.

Almost shortly after the talented men left, it had spread throughout Suzhou City.

The sentence "I don't know where the face of a person is, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze." I don't know how many talented men and beautiful women I have talked about.

Things change, people change, and beauty is not there.

Who hasn’t had a few unforgettable pasts for those romantic talents?

Who doesn’t have a cinnabar-like woman in his heart, and whose life doesn’t have a white moonlight?

Very stylish!

...

Inside the city.

Xu Wenxuan had a gloomy face.

After leaving Weixiangyuan, Xu Wenxuan left alone.

Today I am too embarrassed!

He never expected that there was really a master beside Lin Yan.

That fair scholar was actually a hidden master.

Even Tang Yun felt inferior to his talent, how could he be an ordinary person?

How could such a person get to know Lin Yan like that?

Xu Wenxuan couldn't figure this out no matter how hard he was.

But even if you can't figure it out, Xu Wenxuan wrote down this hatred today.

He couldn't do anything to Lin Yan, but that white scholar...

He had never seen him before, and he must not be a person from Suzhou City. Since he was not from Suzhou City, it was not very important no matter what his identity was.

A sinister expression appeared on Xu Wenxuan's face.

Just as Xu Wenxuan was thinking about how to take revenge on the scholar Bai Jing, he passed a small alley on the road he had to go home, two figures appeared behind him.

"who?"

"Bang!"

Before Xu Wenxuan could turn around, he heard a muffled sound, a sharp pain in the back of his head, and his body fell straight down.

Before he was about to fall into a coma, he heard the whispers coming from behind.

"Did I use too much force..."

"Brother Ye, what do you think..."
Chapter completed!