Song Wenze suddenly raised his head, looked at Su Yan's warm smile, and felt a surge of warmth in his heart. He sighed sadly, then looked at him gratefully and said, "I don't need to tell you the results of this poetry competition. Compared with
Everyone also knows that Mr. Su Yan is talented and astonishing to everyone, so it is only fitting that he should be considered the best poet."
"good!"
"Congratulations, Mr. Su!"
As soon as Song Wenze finished speaking, there was a burst of applause, and then they all congratulated Su Yan, their eyes full of surprise and awe.
Su Yan also responded to everyone with a smile on his face, not neglecting anyone, which made people feel good.
It was already dark when the poetry meeting was held, but there were many boats on Pinghu and the lights were bright, so I couldn't feel the atmosphere of the night.
"I wonder what the names of these two poems by Mr. Su are?"
"Yes, please ask Brother Su to inscribe your name so that we can collect it and it will definitely become famous all over the world in the future."
Someone said that because Su Yan didn't name his name when he recited the poem just now, he wanted to ask him to name it again so that he could collect it.
Su Yan was startled, then smiled bitterly, and decided to use their previous names, because this was already considered plagiarism, and Su Yan would be really embarrassed if he randomly changed people's names again.
"The first song is called Man Jiang Hong, and the second song is Spring River Flowers and Moonlight Night." Su Yan said softly.
"Spring River with Flowers and Moonlight Night... What a good name. I will wait on this flat lake to enjoy the flowers and the moon. The artistic conception is profound." Someone sighed.
Hearing this, Su Yan's face heated up. He wondered if such shameless plagiarism would offend the people and gods in his previous life. Although it was in another world, it still made Su Yan feel embarrassed.
The poetry meeting was over, and some casual fun began next. The maid brought some fruit plates, wine, and many dishes, so that everyone present could drink wine and chat together, laughing and having fun together.
Many people came to propose a toast to Su Yan. After all, he was the protagonist of this poetry party, and it was difficult to shirk some wine, so after a while, Su Yan had already drank a lot.
Someone even invited Su Yan to have fun on the boat in the lake, which made him smack his tongue. Looking at Qiao Junyao's pretty face that suddenly changed color, Su Yan hurriedly refused with a serious look on his face.
After about an hour, the crowd dispersed. Su Yan looked at the time and left with Qiao Junyao and Li Zhiyuan.
Li Zhiyuan was not a wink-less person either. He said goodbye to the two of them with a smile and left alone, heading towards his carriage.
"Hey, I didn't see it, you are still a poet!" Qiao Junyao touched Su Yan lightly with her arm and said with a sweet smile.
"Well, of course the person who can be next to you, Miss Qiao, is an expert." Su Yan joked.
Qiao Junyao chuckled, patted him and said, "Don't be such a mouthful. Seriously, how did you write that poem? In such a short time."
"If I said this poem was not written by me, would you believe it?" Su Yan said.
"Of course I believe it. The first one is almost the same. A poem like the second one is simply unprecedented. If you really wrote it, you would really be a saint of poetry." Qiao Junyao said with a smile.
"That poem was written by an old man. Later he gave it to me as a souvenir," Su Yan said.
"Then I'm relieved. I really can't imagine how it feels to have a poet following me all day long?" Qiao Junyao patted her chest and said naively.
"So, even if I'm not a poet, I can follow you every day?" Su Yan said with a smile, a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes.
"Well, sure!" Qiao Junyao said, and then suddenly thought of the ambiguity in her words, her face turned red, she opened her hand to hit Su Yan, and said coquettishly: "I hate it."
Su Yan laughed and dodged Qiao Junyao's jade hand. The narrow laughter spread far away, making Qiao Junyao even more shy and chased after Su Yan. For a while, the two of them chased each other in the forest, laughing like silver bells.
What an enviable sight.
It was already very late, and it was rare for Qiao Junyao's daughter to stay out that late, so she couldn't stay any longer, so she said goodbye to Su Yan, got on the carriage and left.
After Su Yan saw Qiao Junyao away, he stopped wandering around and walked outside alone, preparing to leave.
The poetry meeting had ended, and when Su Yan came back, the people had dispersed. Most of them were drunk, laughing, or chanting poems to themselves. Some of them saw Su Yan and hurriedly came up to say hello and get close to each other.
"Su Yan, you really stole the show today!" Just as Su Yan was returning the greeting, a voice suddenly came from behind him.
The voice was somewhat familiar, but Su Yan couldn't figure out who it was. He looked back in surprise. When he saw the person, his eyes suddenly brightened up and he laughed in surprise: "Brother Nangong? It's you!"
The man was dressed in a white robe, with a light golden belt around his waist, and was holding a folding fan. He had an elegant demeanor. It was Nangong Ye who Su Yan had met in the tavern and taught those arrogant servants a lesson!
"Haha, I was invited by others to join in the fun. I didn't expect to see you show off your awesome power and astound everyone with your skills." Nangong Ye's warm smile made people feel like they were in the spring breeze.
"What kind of magic power? It's just a trail. I didn't expect to meet you here. It's been nearly half a year since our last separation, right?" Su Yan had a good impression of Nangong Ye, so he was a little happy to see him here now.
"Yes, when I first heard Su Yan's name when I arrived, I thought it was the same name, but I didn't expect it was actually you." Nangong Ye said with a smile.
"Haha, this is fate. It's a pity that it's too late today, otherwise I would have to have a drink with you. Otherwise, you tell me where your mansion is, and I will go find you when I have time."
Nangong Ye waved his hand and said with a mysterious smile: "You really don't know, but I am actually also in the general's palace. I think there are more opportunities to meet."
Su Yan was startled, then his face showed joy, and he asked hurriedly: "Seriously?"
"You are really a person. Why did I lie to you? I didn't know at first, but you are now quite famous in the academy. You defeated Liu Tianlei and dared to fight for Liu Haonan's face in public. It was only after it spread for a long time that I realized that you were also going to
In the palace." Nangong Ye said with a smile.
Su Yan was also shocked. He didn't expect that his actions would cause quite a disturbance in the general's palace, so he smiled awkwardly.
"Okay, it's too late, so let's separate for the time being. We'll get together again when we have time in the future, and we'll have to get drunk before resting." Nangong Ye cupped his hands, said goodbye, got on his horse and went off.
Su Yan looked at Nangong Ye's leaving figure and murmured: "Meeting him means that this poetry meeting was not in vain."
Putting aside Su Yan's own affection for Nangong Ye, his mystery really interested Su Yan, especially the old man who was with him at the beginning was actually from Ziwei Tianzhong, which made Su Yan even more shocked.
For curiosity.
The matter was over, Su Yan stopped staying and rode away on horseback. However, it was getting late, so Su Yan did not return to the general's palace, but rested in his own mansion for the night.