Chapter 53 Come out on top and win the soul-breaking bell
King Ze roared, "No need." Even if he lives on the street, he will not ask for any charity from her.
"Uncle Wang, give her the deed of the house and land."
"Ah...your lord...are you really giving it?"
Uncle Wang was trembling, this was their only wealth, and if they gave it any more, they would really have nothing.
"Give." King Ze said angrily. He didn't even care that the Night Emperor and the envoys from various countries were here, and left the Dou Wen Conference bitterly, leaving behind a desolate figure.
Everyone sympathized with King Ze for no reason.
I remember that King Ze had a noble status, unparalleled talent, and handsomeness. He was the prince charming of all the women in the Night Kingdom.
Now in a literary competition, King Ze not only lost his fortune, but also lost his face. It is not an exaggeration to say that he fell from heaven to hell.
The Night Emperor was listless. Until this moment, he didn't know what it meant to shoot himself in the foot.
Xiao Lizi provoked, "Your Majesty, as we all know, the third lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion is illiterate, how come she suddenly has such a good talent? According to what I see, there must be something fishy in this."
"Oh...what do you mean by this?" Ye Huang felt a little hope in his despairing heart.
"Her poems must have been written for her by a master who spent a lot of money in advance. Otherwise, how could she have written forty-three such good poems in just one stick of incense?"
Although Xiao Lizi's voice was not loud, it was just right for everyone to hear.
Everyone was talking a lot.
"What Eunuch Li said seems to make sense. Everyone has heard about what kind of person Miss Gu San is. How could she suddenly change so much?"
"Is she really cheating? Even if she is cheating when reciting poems, everyone can see her calligraphy. She wrote it stroke by stroke herself."
"Could it be that she is good at calligraphy but knows nothing about writing poetry, so she paid a lot of money to have someone else write it for her?"
Gu Chunuan sneered.
It seems that if the little emperor doesn't give up, even if she wins the first place, she will be taken away soon.
Gu Chunuan raised his voice and said, "Since you all have doubts, why not re-test me on the spot?"
The Emperor of the Night immediately responded, "Yes, you will know if you have cheated after taking the test on the spot. Third Miss, it's not that I don't trust you, and all the ministers are suspicious, I am helpless."
Just pull it off.
Everything was done by you, the little emperor.
Gu Chunuan gave him a look of disdain, but smiled and said, "Well, I wonder what the emperor wants to test me for?"
"It's early spring now, so let's use spring as the theme. As long as you can write three poems in a row over a cup of tea, I will..."
Before Ye Huang finished speaking, Gu Chunuan breathed out and recited three poems, each one better than the last.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
The Night Emperor swallowed his saliva and couldn't say a word for a long time. He could only look at Gu Chunuan stupidly.
"You don't wake up when you sleep in spring. You can hear birds singing everywhere. The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and you can tell how many flowers have fallen."
"The light rain in the sky is as moist as crisp, and the color of grass looks far away but is invisible. The most beneficial thing about spring is that it is better than the smoke and willows all over the imperial capital."
"The grass is long and orioles are flying in the February sky, and the willows are blowing on the embankments intoxicated by the spring smoke. The children return early from school and are busy taking advantage of the east wind to fly kites."
"Your Majesty, are these three songs okay?" Gu Chunuan smiled playfully, and even the flowers in the academy lost their color.
The corner of Yehuang's mouth moved, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.
These three good poems just came out of my mouth without even thinking about them. There is no need for a cup of tea.
What else could he say.
Xiao Lizi knew the Night Emperor's heart, and although he was unreasonable, he still held on to his last glimmer of hope to find trouble.
"Miss Gu, do you dare to write three more poems with the theme of plum blossoms?"
"Why don't you dare? Just listen up. There is a cold plum tree with white jade branches on the road back to Lincun Village by the creek bridge. I don't know if the water blooms first, but it is suspected to be the result of the winter snow."
"The plum blossoms and snow are fighting for the spring but they are not willing to fall. Sao Renge writes and comments on them. The plum blossoms are three points whiter than the snow, but the snow loses the fragrance of the plum blossoms."
"I heard plum blossoms blooming in the morning breeze, and snow piles filled the four mountains. Where can I transform into a thousand billions, one plum blossom tree and one blooming man?"
The whole place was silent, and almost everyone's mouths formed an O shape.
Gu Chunuan became the focus of everyone's attention. She also let everyone look at her openly, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up.
She doesn’t know how to compose poetry, and doesn’t she know how to recite poetry?
Not to mention three, but thirty more, she could pick them up at her fingertips.
The little emperor wanted to get the thousands of taels of gold treasure, but he had no way.
"Little father-in-law, I wonder what these three poems of mine are like? Are they good enough?"
Even if Xiao Lizi wanted to make things difficult for her, he would be speechless.
Everyone who reacted couldn't help but give a thumbs up, and everyone praised him.
"Oh my God, Miss Gu San is the rebirth of the Poet Fairy. No, she is even more powerful than the Poet Fairy. Miss Gu San's words are perfect and every poem is a masterpiece."
"My mother, how can there be such a talented woman in this world?"
Ye Feng quietly recalled the poem she recited.
The plum blossoms are three cents whiter than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms.
How can such a good poem be written by ordinary people?
He was convinced that he lost.
He had two draws and two losses. Even if he won the fifth game, it would not change the outcome.
There is no need to continue the comparison in the fifth game.
For some reason, the way Ye Feng looked at Gu Chunuan was different from before.
The Night Emperor felt very uncomfortable, but he could only forcefully smile and openly admit that she was the number one.
Ma Eung-gong announced loudly, "The leader of this Dawen Conference is Miss Gu San, Gu Chunuan."
At the conference, some people laughed, some cried, and some beat their heads and chests.
People have all kinds of expressions.
The Night Emperor was quite trustworthy and rewarded her with a large amount of gold treasures and an ebony box.
The carving on the sandalwood box is very exquisite, it is a phoenix spreading its wings and about to fly.
Eunuch Ma carefully held it in her hand and said, "Miss Third, what is in this box is the Soul-Breaking Bell, the national treasure of the Night Kingdom. Please keep it carefully and don't lose it."
"knew."
Gu Chunuan has no interest in the Broken Soul Bell at all.
It felt like everyone's eyes were focused on the sandalwood box.
There is envy.
There is jealousy.
More of them want to take it as their own.
Gu Chunuan remembered their looks in his mind one by one without leaving any trace.
She didn't know why, but she was holding the box of the Broken Soul Bell like a hot potato. She always felt that many, many difficult things would happen because of this broken bell in the future.
Gu Chunuan wanted to say that she wanted the treasure, and the little emperor would take it back by himself, but he was afraid that if he told her, the little emperor would take the treasure away in anger, so he had no choice but to accept it.
Faintly, she noticed that Ye Feng's eyes also fell on the sandalwood box.
His eyes were like a deep pool, making it impossible to see clearly what he was thinking. What could be known was that he was probably also interested in the Soul-Breaking Bell.
"Second place in the Douwen Competition, Ye Fengye Talented Scholar, congratulations to Ye Talented Scholar." Eunuch Ma said with a smile.
Ye Feng nodded slightly, as lonely and indifferent as before.
"According to the rules of the Night Kingdom, Ye Caizi can study in the Royal Academy for one year, and after one year, he can join the court as an official and work for the benefit of the people. I wonder if Ye Caizi is interested in entering the Royal Academy.
