Yun Yang's poems have been recognized as excellent.
Although Ye Zimei has not made any statements now, no one can slander him.
Now Ling Tian's words are already very provocative in the eyes of everyone.
"Ling Tian, why do you speak so arrogantly? I don't believe you can write a more wonderful poem than Yun Yang!"
Lin Zhuoran, the king of Zhongshan County, was the first to refuse.
"Haha, my general is defeated, so what can you do if you don't accept it?!"
Ling Tian looked sideways, a sneer appearing on the corner of his mouth.
"you!"
Lin Zhuoran was immediately speechless. Just now, he lost to Ling Tian in terms of music. This is a fact!
"Hmph, you are a cat and a dog, you are just putting on airs, but you are very similar to your master! However, if you are so arrogant today, if you can't come up with something real, I, Li Kan, will never tolerate it!"
The Prince of Zhongshan County also said coldly at this time.
"Ling Tian, I'm curious, what kind of poem do you want to win against me?"
At this moment, Yun Yang, who was standing on the platform, finally raised his eyes and looked at Ling Tian.
His eyes were full of disobedient fighting spirit.
He also couldn't tolerate Ling Tian's tone.
He was even more outstanding than he was a year ago. He didn't believe that Ling Tian could still defeat him.
He is extremely confident in this poem of his!
"Haha, Yun Yang, if you still don't accept it, fine, then I will convince you!"
Ling Tian looked up to the sky and let out a long laugh, waved his hand, and a case appeared in front of him.
However, Ling Tian did not start writing, but looked at the leaf lintel that was covered by the formation.
"However, I need everyone from Ye to grind ink for Ling!"
As soon as Ling Tian said these words, the entire Qianhua Cave suddenly became silent.
In the cave where you could hear the drop of a needle, everyone looked at each other because of Ling Tian's words.
Let everyone grind the ink.
Is this Ling Tian really crazy?
Doesn't he really think that Mr. Ye is that funny geisha?
Even the prince and the prince of Zhongshan County would not make such unreasonable demands.
"Ling Tian! Are you crazy? Do you know what you are talking about? Who do you think you are if you let Zi Mei grind it for you?"
Lin Zhuoran slammed the table, stood up and pointed angrily at Ling Tian.
As we all know, Lin Zhuoran loves Ye Zimei the most in this Jade Man's Palace. Even though there are so many beauties in the palace, he doesn't take it seriously. How can he tolerate Ling Tian's desecration of Ye Zimei now?
"Humph, Ling Tian, I think you are really tired of living!"
Li Kan's face was also extremely gloomy.
"I know that Mr. Ye has a high status, but the poem I wrote is not ordinary. The original poem "A Hundred Battles Ten Thousand Miles" was written for me personally by Mr. Chen, the imperial censor. I believe that today's poem is no less than any other poem in the past.
.If I can get Master Ye to study ink, it will be the icing on the cake and it will become a good story!"
"I am also sure that this poem will never insult Ye's identity."
Ling Tian stood with his hands behind his back, not paying attention to the scoldings of others at all.
"You're so ridiculous. Where do you get your confidence? I, Li Kan, have been in Chang'an for so long and I have never seen such a shameless person like you!"
The Prince of Zhongshan was almost killed by Ling Tian.
This Ling Tian is shameless, but he still behaves like a real person.
"We naturally believe in Mr. Ling's talent, but his status as Zi Mei is indeed inappropriate. How about I practice ink for Mr. Ling?"
Yue Qianfang rolled her eyes and suddenly smiled.
Everyone was shocked when they heard this.
The master of the Yue Pavilion studied ink for Ling Tian. Isn't this very unusual?
Could it be that the master of the Yue Pavilion wanted to betray the prince to save face?
"No, this poem was written by Mr. Ye, so she can only do the ink research!"
Ling Tian didn't appreciate it at all and flatly refused.
"you!"
Yue Qianfang's face suddenly turned cold. This Ling Tian was really a little ungrateful.
As the head of Qunfang Pavilion, she has already given the prince and him enough face.
Seeing Ling Tian's helpless expression, Yue Qianfang was about to get angry.
"In that case, let me do it"
Unexpectedly, when everyone was watching indifferently, preparing to see how Ling Tian would make a fool of himself, the formation at the center of the platform suddenly fell down.
And a man dressed in white, like the lintel of leaves blooming on a lotus, actually walked down from it.
Ye Zimei, agreed!
This immediately made everyone's jaws almost drop in shock.
The oiran Yizimei, who could hardly put down the expressions of all the wealthy children of Chang'an City, actually agreed to Ling Tian's seemingly unreasonable request!
This is simply incredible.
What is so special about Ling Tian that makes Ye Zi Mei compromise?
Lin Zhuoran couldn't accept it even more. He stared at Ye Zimei walking down step by step, his face turned green.
He has been in love with Ye Zimei for so long, but he has never seen Ye Zimei and cared about him so much. How can he not compare to Ling Tian?
"Thank you, Mr. Ye, for the compliment."
Ling Tian nodded. Actually, he didn't expect Ye Zimei to agree so happily.
"You're welcome. If the poem you wrote doesn't meet my requirements, don't blame me for being rude."
A rare cold color flashed across Ye Zimei's extremely charming face.
"Don't worry, everyone Ye!"
Ling Tian smiled sarcastically and spread out the paper.
"Since the poems were written for me, then use mine!"
However, Ye Zimeisu waved his hand, and a set of the Four Treasures of the Study appeared on Lingtian's desk.
The paper is like white snow and the pen is like jade.
"Hiss, it's the snow paper and Liufang pen that everyone received at last year's oiran conference!"
"Yes, these things are for everyone's own use. They belong to the palace. They are never loaned out. This Ling Tian is simply too happy!"
"Huh, everyone Ye attaches so much importance to it, so the requirements are naturally very high. If Ling Tian can't meet the requirements, just wait and see!"
When everyone saw it, they were jealous again.
"good!"
Ling Tian smiled slightly, dipped his pen in the ink developed by Ye Zimei, and started writing without thinking.
Ye Zimei was the closest. While studying the ink, she leaned forward to look. A strand of black hair fell in the wind, reflecting on her jade-white face, which was extremely beautiful.
However, Ye Zimei didn't realize it. Her eyes were always on the pen in Ling Tian's hand. As Ling Tian's handwriting appeared, her expression gradually changed.
Yue Qianfang was naturally curious, and stepped forward to take a look. She was even more surprised immediately, but she still did not forget to cast a projection array directly above Ling Tian's head, so that everyone could see the poem written by Ling Tian.
become.
Naturally, everyone saw the changes in Ye Zimei and Yue Qianfang's faces, and they were all extremely curious.
Ling Tian might actually have something to rely on for his wild words, but it's not impossible.
The prince also shook his folding fan and leaned forward to watch leisurely.
Not only that, on the top of the mountain in the distance, the golden-robed old man, Chen Xuanling and other martial arts masters also put down their wine glasses and looked at the formation in the distance for a moment.
"Hahaha, this kid is really wonderful. At this time, I have not forgotten to move you out, so that you can write for a junior, that is, this Lingtian!"
The old man in gold robe suddenly laughed in a low voice.
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