He is Gu Chuntang, who is famous all over the world. If he doesn't speak, no one in Yangchun Academy will show up.
Qin Yun looked at him carefully, with admiration in his eyes, and thought to himself, "What a great talent, Gu Chuntang, he really has a bit of a show-off!"
He is full of vitality, full of energy, and his eyes are knowledgeable, calm, and radiant.
There is no one in the entire Tai Chi Hall who can match Gu Chuntang's charm. The rumors about this person should be true!
"Master, this son has the appearance of a sage!" Mr. Feng gave an extremely high evaluation in a low voice: "In my entire life, I have never seen many people as clear and bright as him!"
Qin Yun nodded and subconsciously looked at Murong Shunhua.
He actually saw a hint of admiration in the eyes of this beautiful head teacher!
To be honest, Qin Yun was jealous at that moment!
He loves beauty and is very vulgar, so he doesn't want to be upstaged by other men.
Qin Yun took a deep breath and recited silently in his heart, the poet Li Taibai, the poet Du Fu, the male god Su Dongpo... I'm sorry, I have to plagiarize a lot of you tonight.
"Your Excellency, I am Gu Chuntang. I don't know if I have any advice?"
Gu Chuntang's voice was like a spring breeze. Although he was provoked, he still politely handed over his hand without any hint of evil, which made people feel comfortable.
Qin Yun held up his hands to him and said with a smile: "My dear Qin Xiaobu, I heard that there is a Qilinzi in Yangchun Academy. His poems can move people for nine days, and his articles can bring peace to the world. I am yearning for him, so I came here to call the formation."
Gu Chuntang's expression remained the same, neither humble nor arrogant, and he bowed and said: "Master Qin, you are so complimentary. Everyone in our Yangchun Academy is Qilin'er. I can't even speak of An Tianxia, but I do have a heart to serve the world."
"Since Mr. Qin longs for the academy, it wouldn't be wrong to ask him to board the ship or come to the academy to study?"
"Hahaha!" Qin Yun laughed.
Together with Feng Lao, Tao Yang and others, they all laughed.
Your Majesty, Yangchun Academy probably won’t dare to accept it.
"Let's do it this way, Gu Caizi. You and I have a hundred drinking poems. If I lose, I will voluntarily join Yangchun Academy and contribute to the academy. If you lose, agree to me a condition." Qin Yun said loudly, letting the young men and women on both sides of the Taiwan Strait listen.
clear.
The cool lake breeze blew Gu Chuntang's hair, which looked very handsome.
He frowned and said: "Mr. Qin, poetry competition is an elegant thing, but why do we have to set conditions?"
"There is no first or second place in poetry."
Qin Yun raised his eyebrows and said a little domineeringly: "Gu Caizi, if you agree to fight today, you will fight, and if you don't agree, I'm afraid you will fight too!"
"Humph, you are so arrogant!" an old academy teacher scolded.
"What Mr. Xiang said is right. It's too arrogant. Why do you have to fight with my senior brother about poetry? What's your name?"
"You think too highly of yourself! You're just trying to flatter others."
"Senior brother, let's go in and ignore this madman. Yangchun Academy is a plaque given by the late emperor. I still don't believe it. This person dares to act recklessly!"
For a time, the people in Yangchun Academy were angry and accused him one after another.
Murong Shunhua's eyes were cold, and he said with a bit of displeasure: "You're just fighting poetry, why are you threatening people? Is this the consistent style of your royal family?"
"If you lose the poem duel later, will you threaten Gu Chuntang not to win?"
Qin Yun looked at her sideways, with a hint of emperor's domineering expression: "Go aside, otherwise I won't send you to the palace."
"Are you looking for death?" Murong Shunhua bit her red lips tightly. She knew that this bastard was unreliable.
Mr. Feng looked at Murong Shunhua with a faint look: "Miss Murong, please don't say anything like this again from now on."
His tone was calm, but it gave people an unwarranted shock.
Murong Shunhua's starry eyes froze, and she heard a strong threat. She looked closely at the hunched old Feng, and wondered in her heart who Qin Yun was? Who was this old man? It was unfathomable.
At this time, Gu Chuntang spoke.
He said slowly: "Mr. Qin, I can see that you are not an ordinary person. Since you want to fight for poetry, then I will accompany you to prevent others from saying that I, Yangchun Academy, are cowardly."
"It's just the condition you mentioned, I don't know what it is?"
Qin Yun blurted out: "Don't harm morality, don't violate the law, be worthy of the country, and be worthy of yourself. How about that?"
Gu Chuntang's eyes flickered and he said slowly: "In that case, I agree."
"Okay!" Qin Yun shouted: "Come here, get some wine, paper and pen!"
Gu Chuntang looked very artistic, with his sleeves rolled up and his eyes calm, showing great confidence.
Hundreds of poems about drinking wine quickly ignited the atmosphere in Pinghu!
Hundreds of talented people and beauties gathered on both sides of the strait, paying attention. Including the lake, the boats were surrounded, guarding the two boats of Qin Yun and Gu Chuntang.
Looking from a distance, the lights are bright and the scene is so grand!
Some people who are good at painting have already begun to draw, unfold the scroll, and depict the "Hundred Poems of Pinghu"!
In Qiuyue Academy's boat, many talented people stood on the bow, marveling.
Li Mu, a talented scholar who is as famous as Gu Chuntang, was sitting alone in a shipyard, looking outside, with a moving smile on his lips: "Interesting, interesting, I didn't expect to meet such a stupid young man at the poetry meeting today, who dares to follow
Gu Chuntang’s 100 poems about drinking wine.”
A maid next to her said: "Miss, it's very late. If you don't go back..."
"No, I have to finish reading this poem fight. I'm really looking forward to it." There was a hint of excitement in Li Mu's eyes, and even his face turned red.
The maid complained: "What's there to look forward to? It's just a stupid young man. I guess there won't be any suspense. Gu Chuntang will win."
"What if...this Qin Xiaobu is an unborn genius?" Li Mu smiled lightly, wearing men's clothes and looking particularly handsome.
On Pinghu, two boats came close to each other.
In front of Qin Yun and Gu Chuntang, there was wine, paper, ink, pen and inkstone, and everything was ready.
Under the attention of everyone, Qin Yun faintly stretched out his hand: "Brother Gu, please go first."
Gu Chuntang's lips twitched into a smile, as gentle as jade: "Brother Qin should go first. Since ancient times, he has been called the first in the battle of poems. The rules cannot be broken."
"Are you sure?" Qin Yun raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "If I write it first, I guess you won't even have the courage to speak after a while."
"Hiss~"
People on both sides of the Taiwan Strait gasped!
mad!
This is no ordinary madness!
Mr. Feng also wiped the sweat from his forehead. He was sweating for Qin Yun. This Gu Chuntang is famous all over the world. He was not just bragging. Your Majesty, can you do it?
Gu Chuntang stopped the angry comments of everyone in Yangchun Academy with his eyes.
Then he stretched out his hand and said politely: "Brother Qin, it's okay. If your poem is so good, I'll be really amazed. It's not a bad idea to just admit defeat."
"Okay, that's what you said." Qin Yun nodded, as if I was serious.
Seeing this, Murong Shunhua's white clothes were fluttering on the side, and he couldn't help but show an extremely speechless expression. This person is so ignorant!
boom!
Qin Yun punched open a wine can, very boldly.
He held up his hands and drank heavily. The wine wet his clothes, and he was so happy.
At that moment, Qin Yun really felt that he was Li Bai, the Immortal of Poetry!
He used wine to numb himself so that he would not be embarrassed to plagiarize later.
"Come here, write down a poem!"
Tao Yang stood up immediately, put his pen on the desk, and was serious about it!
That rice paper is quite thick.
At that moment, the eyes of all the talented men and beauties in Pinghu were focused on Qin Yun. Without moving an inch, their breathing seemed to have stopped for an instant.