The First Tyrant of Daxia

Is this the poetry meeting in Daxia?

Qin Yun's eyes showed a hint of regret, and he regretted why he didn't bring the two beauties Xiang'er and Zheng Ruyu out today to see the grand occasion.

"Come on, come on, guess the riddles? Ten cents for each guess. If you guess it right, I'll give you twenty cents!"

"The answers are all poems, I'm sure you can figure them out easily!"

The bosses in the neighborhood kept soliciting customers with a smile on their faces.

Qin Yun stopped and said with a smile: "Miss Murong, are you interested in guessing?"

Murong Shunhua shook her head, her eyes expressionless: "Not interested."

"Tsk, you are so unromantic. You don't even want to have fun at the poetry gathering?" Qin Yun said.

"If it has something to do with money, this riddle will become boring." Murong Shunhua said lightly, his pair of starry eyes sweeping into the distance, as if looking for something.

She is not pretentious, but looks down on worldly things from the inside out.

Qin Yun did not force it, and looked at Tao Yang who was wearing a bamboo hat: "Where are the people from the three major academies?"

"My Lord, I heard that people from the three major academies have each chartered a large boat to cruise around Pinghu Lake at night and discuss poetry."

Qin Yun raised his eyebrows: "Then go and do it immediately, and charter a big ship. I want to see what kind of talented and righteous people are in the three major academies today, especially that Gu Chuntang. I have heard about him more than once."

"Yes!" Tao Yang bowed and disappeared into the crowd.

Murong Shunhua's beautiful eyes flickered, and she asked with interest: "You also know Gu Chuntang?"

"Of course I know. People from the three major academies say that this person is a super talented person and has in-depth research on governing the country and people's livelihood."

"Which poem or article of his have you read?" she asked with a smile.

Speaking of this person, he is no longer so indifferent.

On the contrary, there is a little bit of enthusiasm, just like chasing stars!

Grass!

Qin Yun was unhappy. In her eyes, she, the emperor, was an unforgivable bastard who deserved to be killed by anyone, but she was particularly concerned about an ordinary scholar like Gu Chuntang.

After the comparison, he couldn't help feeling disappointed.

"I haven't read his poetry yet, and I don't need to."

"Why?" Murong frowned.

"Are my poems not as good as his?" Qin Yun raised his eyebrows: "It's just that I'm low-key."

"You?" Murong Shunhua's cold eyes revealed a hint of obvious contempt!

"Excuse me, although you wrote a very good poem, it is still far behind Gu Chuntang. You are not on the same level in every aspect."

Grass!

Qin Yun roared in his heart. It was not that he could not admit the goodness of others, but he could not tolerate being looked down upon by a beautiful woman.

"Hmph, just wait and see. When I see Gu Chuntang later, I'll show you some more of my skills!"

Murong Shunhua didn't believe it. The contempt was written all over her face. She was too lazy to say anything more to Qin Yun.

Qin Yun had no problem with it, but he was too lazy to argue.

Then, you will be shocked!

"Mr. Feng, send someone to urge them!"

"I will immediately visit this great scholar, Gu Chuntang, to ask him for advice and knowledge."

"Yes!" Mr. Feng bowed and let his subordinate go.

Soon, Tao Yang chartered a large boat, which was large enough for dozens of people to have fun.

All the disguised shadow guards boarded the ship, including Murong Shunhua.

Pinghu Lake is very long, the water is very clear, and the August night breeze is very refreshing.

There is a lot of bustle and bustle on the shore, but here it is quiet and peaceful.

After a while, the boatman found the boat of Yangchun Academy!

This boat has an ancient style, and the word "Yangchun" is written on the lantern.

From the boat windows came the sounds of drinking and reciting poetry, as well as occasional cheers, and it seemed that there were quite a few people inside.

Qin Yun's eyes were fixed on the bed, where a scholar with a literary manner was reciting poems to the moon.

What he wore were the clothes of Yangchun Academy.

He smiled and said politely, "Sir, may I ask if the talented Gu Chuntang is on board?"

The scholar was not very old, about twenty years old. He held a feather fan in his hand and shook his head.

He looked rather arrogant and said calmly, "Senior Brother Gu is of course on the boat."

Qin Yun didn't care about his attitude, and said with a smile: "Then please, sir, can you help me inform him and tell him that Qin Xiaobu has long admired the name of the talented Gu and hopes to meet him."

Upon hearing this, the young man immediately revealed a look of disdain and contempt, without disguising it at all.

"Is my senior brother someone you can meet? There are so many people who want to meet him every day. Who do you think you are?"

"Qin Xiaobu, I've never even heard of him!"

The faces of Mr. Feng, Tao Yang and others gradually turned cold!

Sincere invitation, but a little scholar dares to be sarcastic? !

Even Murong Shunhua frowned slightly, feeling slightly dissatisfied. The people from Yangchun Academy were too arrogant and lacked the manners of scholars at all.

As a result, she even developed some aversion to Gu Chuntang.

The young man didn't care at all, calling himself a talented man, and said arrogantly: "Go away, don't humiliate yourself, Senior Brother Gu is not someone you can meet."

"The people on this ship are all knowledgeable and talented, and we don't accept unsophisticated guests."

This sentence completely angered Tao Yang and others!

"You bastard, you bastard!"

"Do you want to die!"

Tao Yang started cursing and was about to draw his knife!

Qin Yun quickly stopped him, firstly because he didn't want to reveal his identity.

Secondly, he didn't care about this little scholar. As the saying goes, "The emperor's sword doesn't kill flies!"

"Humph! You still dare to draw your sword?"

"What a bunch of reckless men!"

"What kind of place is my Yangchun Academy? Is it a place for you to commit violence? Leave immediately, or I will report you to the police. Don't come and cry to me if you are thrown into jail!"

No matter how good-tempered Qin Yun was, he couldn't help but retort at this moment, "I am indeed a reckless man, but not everyone you meet in Yangchun Academy is necessarily talented and capable."

"To say the least, your mouth stinks."

Upon hearing this, the young man flew into a rage and shouted, "Who do you think you are? How dare you scold me? Do you know that I am from Yangchun Academy?"

"Qin Xiaobu, right? I will definitely write a poem to scold you!"

Qin Yun said disdainfully: "You are not qualified yet, let Gu Chuntang come out."

The young man smiled disdainfully: "Looking for my senior brother, right? Okay!"

He suddenly shouted towards both sides.

"Everyone, please look over here!"

"There is this arrogant and conceited guy who actually wants to challenge my senior brother, Gu Chuntang!"

"He also said he wanted to compete with my senior brother in drinking and poetry!"

"This wicked slave! He makes me so angry!" Tao Yang's face turned red with anger.

When did my master say this? This is slander!

The young man's words echoed all around.

Talented men and beautiful women from both sides of the strait cast their eyes on him, simply because Gu Chuntang was so famous and had the potential to become the most talented man in Daxia.

"Hiss... Who is this person? How dare he challenge Gu Chuntang?"

"Could it be Qiuyue Academy? No, no one from Qiuyue Academy or Ruoshui Academy is here!"

"You are so brave. Isn't this just asking for trouble?"

"Go and have a look! There will be a good show soon!"

Many scholars who were visiting the area had lights shining in their eyes and immediately rented boats to come and watch the fun.

At the same time, all the people from Yangchun Academy walked out of the boat.

The leader was a man in a blue shirt with a handsome face.

Beneath his elegant and easy-going appearance, there is a scholarly air that penetrates the heart. He is not pedantic but full of vitality!

Compared with the "stubborn slave" just now, one is in heaven and the other is in hell.