No wonder everyone is looking after people who are good at composing poems. It turns out it’s just for an entry token!
Ji Yannuo and others looked at each other and walked toward the entrance.
There were four sets of tables and chairs at the entrance, and behind each table sat an elderly man.
Ye Fuxun stepped forward and said to the crowd: "We can choose to write a poem with one of the four characters spring, willow, river and moon as the title. As long as this poem can catch the eyes of the great Confucians, then we can obtain the entrance order.
Card."
The rules are simple.
Ye Fuxun raised his eyes slightly and looked at King Chu.
King Chu opened his big copper bell-like eyes with an innocent look on his face: "This... Young Master has been practicing martial arts since he was a child. He is most impatient with those sour things. Don't look at this... Young Master."
Ye Fuxun twitched the corner of his mouth, how could she forget this.
Then he looked at Tao Qi silently.
Tao Qi showed his snow-white teeth and smiled like the sun: "Go back to my master, and compose a poem using poisonous materials with these four characters respectively. Can you pass the test?"
Ye Fuxun twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at Tao Lin.
Tao Lin said with a cold face, "This subordinate only knows formations."
Ye Fuxun smiled and quickly glanced at the cute, headless Qing Ling.
Qing Ling tilted her head and blinked: "Ling'er doesn't know how."
Ye Fuxun took a deep breath. Although she couldn't write poetry either.
But there are at least two to three hundred poems in my stomach. How about I just find one and get through it?
Just when she was wondering which poem was more suitable, Ji Yannuo suddenly stepped to one side.
I casually picked up a wolf hair and dipped it in ink, then put pen to paper almost without thinking.
I wrote a poem in a flash.
Ye Fuxun leaned over, squinted his eyes and read it, feeling a little shocked.
The big devil who co-wrote Ji actually has such talent!
Eunuch Xu stood by and said with a calm smile: "I have been reading poetry and books since I was a child. Writing poems is just something that comes easily to me."
Ji Yannuo glanced at him and handed the paper over with a slightly raised corner of his mouth: "Yes, Master."
Eunuch Xu hurriedly took the poem respectfully and walked quickly to the front to queue up.
When it was Eunuch Xu's turn, the scholar sitting behind the table read a seven-character poem written with flying colors on the paper. He stood up and called the other three scholars on both sides to come over and appreciate it together.
"Such literary talent has been rare for many years!"
"This poem is truly wonderful!"
"Not only does it highlight the beauty of spring, but it also gives people a sense of pride in the vastness of the sea and the sky, which is absolutely amazing!"
Several great scholars praised him, which attracted many scholars to watch.
Ji Yannuo coughed impatiently.
Eunuch Xu hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "I wonder if this poem can get me an entry token?"
The four great scholars said in unison: "It's natural!"
Eunuch Xu received the token and handed it to Ji Yannuo respectfully, and everyone followed him into the entrance.
Countless literati students who were meditating hard outside but could not get the entrance token watched with admiration as everyone walked in.
After entering the entrance, it is completely different from the crowds of people outside.
A boy came up to us: "Congratulations to the young masters for getting the entry tokens. Please follow the younger ones."
The boy led everyone to the riverside, pointed to several painted boats moored along the coast and said: "Each painted boat on the river has a theme. As long as you pass the test, you can get an entry token."
"I've already got the entry token, so why do I need that thing?" King Chu asked in a loud voice.
"Although several young masters already have entry tokens, the boy explained in a good-natured way, but if you want to board the largest boat, you can only get in with one token."
Everyone followed the boy's hand and looked at the largest boat in the river: "What's so special about that boat?"
"Master Chu is waiting for the most talented scholars on the painting boat, and he has many rewards." The boy explained.
After he finished speaking, Ye Fuxun heard Jiujiu's voice: "Host, the mission has been refreshed. Please make sure that all seven people get the tokens to go to the last boat."
Ye Fuxun: Even others have to take care of this.
Under the guidance of the boy, everyone boarded a painting boat. As soon as they got on the deck, they heard the melodious sound of the piano coming from the painting boat.
"Master Chu has invited the four most talented singers in Huaiqing City."
The boy introduced, "As long as the boy can play the piano better than one of them, he can get a token."
Tao Qi asked out of curiosity: "Are there many people who have obtained tokens?"
Hearing his question, the boy shook his head apologetically and said, "No one has ever won a token on this boat."
The King of Chu sneered: "Who wants to compete with girls on piano!"
Qing Ling's eyes widened: "Brother Chu, what do you mean by this? Do you look down on women? Aren't you afraid that your wife will be angry after hearing this?"
"Uh." King Chu rubbed his nose and smiled, "Brother, how dare you? It's just because this woman is so good at playing the piano that I don't want to compete with them! Because I can't win!"
As they spoke, everyone entered the painting boat, and they saw four enchanting women each sitting behind a piano, clasping their hands slowly, their beautiful eyes flowing with divine light.
Ye Fuxun observed carefully for a moment and found that the literati and scholars surrounding him were divided into two types.
One type is disdainful of competing with women in piano skills, while the other type has long been fascinated by the singing girl.
No wonder no one has won the token yet.
So, who will get the token this time?
Ye Fuxun was thinking about the system's mission and glanced at the people traveling with him.
Before he could ask any questions, Tao Qi put his arms around Tao Lin's shoulders: "Sir, why don't you let us brothers give it a try?"
After the two of them finished speaking, the singer who was closest slowly stood up and walked towards Tao Qi: "This young master is so handsome, why don't you come to the slave's house and give it a try?"
The singer twisted her waist, and before anyone came close, there was already a burst of fragrant wind. She made a circle around Tao Qi's body, raised her red lips, and moved towards Tao Qi's body as if she had no bones.
Tao Qi took a step back with a light movement, showed his white teeth and asked with a smile: "I wonder what the rules are?"
When the singer saw Tao Qi dodge, not only was she not annoyed, but her eyes were even more interesting: "There are two ways to get the token from the servant's house." She pointed to the wooden sign standing aside. There were ten songs on it. The young master could choose one.
Let’s play it first.”
"You can hold the slave in your arms while playing. If you sit still in your arms after the song is played and play better than the slave, you will get a token."
As she spoke, she took another step towards Tao Qi, stretched out her hand and pulled his sleeve, "Which song do you want to choose, sir?"
Tao Lin, who was beside Tao Qi, raised his hand and patted the unsightly hand on Tao Qi's sleeve.
Unexpectedly, before the wind of the palm arrived, the singer's hand retracted lightly, and she turned to look at Tao Lin: "This young master has tasted it? If the young master also wants to try it here, he has to wait for that person.
Master, you have to try before it is your turn."
Tao Lin didn't even look at her, he just stood aside coldly with his arms crossed.