I can't do it.
Seeing Ye Qingyun's answer so simply, Du Wei looked unbelieving.
"Master Ye, why don't you compose a song to open Du's eyesight?"
Du Wei said this.
Ye Qingyun stared at Du Wei.
He thought to himself, does this guy not understand human language?
I told you that I can't do it myself, why do you still insist on asking me to compose poetry?
Short-sighted, right?
"I really can't do it."
Ye Qingyun smiled bitterly.
Yi Tianxing chuckled.
"Master Ye is too humble. He probably doesn't want to offend Lao Du too much."
If you say this, you will immediately pierce the window paper.
Du Wei glared at Yi Tianxing.
"You only know how to play chess, stop talking!"
Yi Tianxing chuckled.
"I'm better than you. Mr. Ye can play chess with me very well."
"It's you, people call you the Poet of the Tang Dynasty. But are your poems comparable to Mr. Ye?"
Du Wei's face turned red with anger.
And Ye Qingyun also secretly scolded Yi Tianxing.
This guy's mouth is too bad.
If you say this, how can Du Wei just let it go?
as expected!
Du Wei stared at Ye Qingyun.
"Young Master Ye, since Yi Tianxing has said this, then I, Du Wei, will really compete with you, Mr. Ye, today."
I go!
Ye Qingyun complained endlessly in his heart.
Why is this so troublesome? Things happen one after another.
I just made Yi Tianxing docile at Go.
Now Du Wei appears again.
Will even the piano sage Zhuge Yuanxin jump out to compete with me later?
Is his face really so mocking?
"Master Ye, please write a poem with the theme of Peach Tree."
Du Wei continued.
"If the poem you write can surpass mine, then I, Du Wei, will promise you to do one thing!"
As soon as these words came out, Datang who was present
Everyone was extremely shocked.
The promise of the poet sage of the Tang Dynasty!
This is what countless people dream of.
Now, Du Wei himself directly stated that as long as Ye Qingyun's poems can surpass him, he can agree to do something for Ye Qingyun.
Even Li Tianmin, who was the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, was very envious of Ye Qingyun at this moment.
Of course, it can also be seen from this that Du Wei is really interested in competing.
Not kidding.
"Well, what if I can't write a better poem than you?"
Ye Qingyun asked very cautiously.
"That's okay, but I will visit Mr. Ye every once in a while and discuss poetry with Mr. Ye."
Du Wei said with a wicked smile.
Ye Qingyun was speechless for a while.
This is going to get entangled with myself.
Absolutely not!
It would be better to get it done once and for all and completely convince Du Wei.
Ye Qingyun touched his chin.
"Oh well."
Seeing that Ye Qingyun agreed, Du Wei showed a bit of satisfaction.
"Then let Mr. Ye write a poem."
Ye Qingyun glanced at the peach tree not far away.
This topic was chosen by him.
How could he not be able to compose poetry?
Just at this moment a breeze blew by.
Blowing the peach blossoms on the peach tree.
Ye Qingyun's eyes lit up and his heart moved.
Pretend to be having a flash of inspiration.
"Yes!"
When everyone heard this, they were all surprised.
So fast?
Is it possible for Ye Qingyun to write poems just by opening his mouth?
Ye Qingyun cleared his throat.
Pretending to be profound.
"Everyone, please listen carefully."
Everyone is
Get serious.
"Peach blossoms are shallow and deep, like makeup with even shades."
"The spring breeze helps break the heart and blows away the white clothes."
A poem that sounds simple at first glance.
But after listening to it, everyone felt that this poem contained a touch of sadness for some reason.
The festive peach blossoms are endowed with a kind of sadness.
This is amazing.
"What do you say about this poem? The more you taste it, the better it becomes."
"Yes, I seem to see a woman in white standing under a peach tree, sad and moving, which makes people shudder!"
“That’s great!”
To be continued...