I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years

With great curiosity and anticipation, everyone rushed forward like a tide, wanting to see the true face of this poem.

"On the night of Mid-Autumn, the moon is as bright as silver, and the lights of thousands of houses shine together.

The hustle and bustle fades away, revealing the true simplicity, with the sound of children playing and laughing.

Don’t refuse to raise your glass to the moon, and wish you all the best from afar.

The world is changing with the passing of time, I only wish that the moon will be full and people will be happy too. "

I don't know who read it out first, but it immediately aroused cheers.

"What a poem, what a poem!"

"I wonder which great poet wrote this poem. Would you be so kind as to offer me a toast?"

For a moment, the applause surged like a tide, and the cheers rose one after another, as if to drown the entire venue.

Some people even flattered the guest in private room No. 8 without hesitation, and words of praise flowed out like water.

Listening to the flattery from below, Young Master Xu couldn't help but curl up a smug smile at the corner of his mouth.

He walked to the window, raised his glass and gestured to the people below to drink from it together.

"So it's the young master of the Xu family. I've heard of you for a long time!"

Some people recognized the identity of the young master of the Xu family and came forward to greet him with flattering smiles on their faces.

However, at this moment, a sharp sneer suddenly sounded, piercing the harmonious atmosphere like a sharp arrow.

"whispering sound--"

The face of the young master of the Xu family suddenly froze, and he turned around with an angry look.

"I wonder if you have any other masterpieces? Why don't you show them to us?"

The owner of private room number 10 sneered again.

"Okay, today I'll let you see what it means that there are always people who are better than you!"

About an incense stick of time later, a piece of rice paper fell from the second floor.

"On the quiet night of Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon is bright and the Milky Way shines in the distant Jade Capital.

The shadows of clouds float leisurely over the distant mountains, and the sound of wind shakes the tall pavilion.

The clear light spreads over thousands of beautiful mountains, and the bright moon retains its eternal love.

Where can I send my longing tonight? Let’s enjoy the clear moon together across the world.”

As soon as this masterpiece was released, it caused a huge sensation.

The poem is so lofty and profound both in its wording and artistic conception.

Compared with the poems of the young master of the Xu family, the poems of the owner of private room No. 10 are undoubtedly more outstanding.

Even the courtesan behind the screen seemed very interested.

"This is a masterpiece that will be remembered for ages. It should be made public!"

"I wonder who this gentleman is from, would you be so kind as to drink with me?"

Someone else asked, his eyes full of admiration and expectation.

The owner of private room number 10 didn't even give face to the young master of the Xu family, so naturally he wouldn't show up and drink with the people below.

"You are just a bunch of uneducated and unskilled people. What qualifications do you have to drink with me?"

His words were like a cold blade, instantly cutting the originally warm atmosphere into cold fragments.

The people holding up their glasses below all had embarrassed looks on their faces, as if they had been slapped in public.

If anyone dared to speak to them like this outside, they would be beaten to death on the spot.

However, the owner of the private room on the second floor and everyone in the hall were eager to make some friends through this poetry gathering, so how could they dare to offend them?

That's why everyone is so fawning and tries their best to kiss up to the guests in the private room.

What no one expected was that the owner of private room number 10 was so domineering.

Fortunately, Miss Hongxiao noticed the wrong atmosphere in time and immediately changed the subject.

Before long, the field was filled with a lively atmosphere again.

Even the distinguished guests in other private rooms presented their own masterpieces, which drew rounds of applause.

Their poems were either graceful or bold, either profound or bright, and they drew cheers and applause.

Among them, the poems by Liu Daoyuan in the No. 2 private room were the most popular and drew rounds of applause.

In this lively atmosphere, everyone seemed to have forgotten their recent unpleasantness and immersed themselves fully in the feast of poetry.

Apart from the young master of the Wang family who had left long ago, only Private Room No. 1 and Yan Xiu had not yet painted.

"There are still two distinguished guests on the second floor who have not yet donated ink. I hope the officials will not be stingy."

Miss Hongxiao smiled and looked towards the second floor.

Fang Yan in the private room was not interested after hearing the sound and had no interest at all.

But before he could open his mouth, an impolite voice came from the most distinguished private room No. 1.

"I thought there were some great talents in Yong'an City, but I didn't expect that they were all just good-looking people who were not presentable enough."

The voice sounded extremely old, as if it had gone through countless years of hardships, revealing an unquestionable majesty and arrogance.

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire venue fell into silence.

Everyone looked at each other, with embarrassment and awkwardness on their faces.

As soon as he finished speaking, in the private room No. 2 next door, Liu Daoyuan's face suddenly turned gloomy.

"Where did you come from, you old immortal? How dare you speak so arrogantly here! Don't you see what kind of place this Yong'an City is? How can we allow you to run wild?!"

He sneered and hit back bluntly, his tone full of disdain and provocation.

For others, they would be somewhat wary of the guests in private room number one.

But for Liu Daoyuan, he didn't care at all what kind of person was hiding in this private room No. 1.

After all, in Yong'an City, the Liu family is one of the three giants and holds a pivotal position.

Even if the other party is an elder from the Wu family or the Wang family, Liu Daoyuan is not afraid at all.

However, the old voice did not continue to respond, but was replaced by a young man's voice.

The voice was filled with an unparalleled arrogance that made people feel uncomfortable.

"Liu Daoyuan, you are so arrogant!" the young man sneered.

As the voice sounded, everyone's faces suddenly became solemn. They exchanged glances and whispered to each other.

"It's the Sixth Young Master of the Wang Family!"

"Now there's something good to watch!"

"It is said that these two families have always been at odds with each other. I am afraid there will be a fierce fight tonight."

At this time, someone shook his head worriedly.

Wang Xiuyuan put his hands behind his back, walked to the empty window, and his eyes fell on Liu Daoyuan's private room.

A scornful smile appeared on his lips, and he spoke slowly.

"I've long heard that the eleventh son of the Liu family is an uneducated person who does nothing all day long. Today I see that his reputation is well-deserved."

Liu Daoyuan, who was hurt by Wang Xiuyuan's words, was immediately furious.

He rushed to the window in a rage, pointing at Wang Xiuyuan and cursing.

"Mr. Wang, don't think you are so pretentious just because you have read a few more books. When has my Liu family ever been afraid of your Wang family?!"

Liu Daoyuan became more and more excited as he spoke, and his voice became louder and louder, as if he wanted to pour out all the anger in his heart.

"Besides, what's the use of being educated? In this world, it all comes down to who has the bigger fist!"

"What use do you think those books you read are? In front of strength, everything is nothing!"

After saying this, Liu Daoyuan finally calmed down a little.

A hint of disdain flashed in Wang Xiuyuan's eyes when he heard this.

He turned his head slightly and looked at Liu Daoyuan as if he were an idiot, his tone full of sarcasm and contempt.

"How can a frog in a well understand the vastness of the world?"

Everyone thought that Wang Xiuyuan would respond with sharp words and fight back.

But I didn't expect that he just sneered and didn't say much.

At this moment, the old voice sounded again.

"Oh? You're so arrogant."

"I want to see how powerful this small Liu family in Yong'an City is."