The Cangling Zhang family dominates the continent!

"We are here to see the Lord Zaipu!" Seeing the newcomer, all the disciples of the Xia family bowed respectfully.

That's right, this white-haired old man is none other than Zheng Yuan, the current Prime Minister of the Linyue Dynasty and the teacher of Xia Aoran and Xia Aobo. Although he's only at the Qi Condensation Realm, his literary achievements are undeniably the best in the Linyue Dynasty.

Zhang Chentian and others also hurriedly stood up and saluted this person.

"Teacher, why are you here?" Xia Ao Bo hurried forward to support the old man and asked with a smile on his face.

"Hahaha, I am half of Xue'er's teacher. I just wanted to come and see her and give her a ride, but I didn't expect to see you guys competing in poetry here." Zheng Yuan gently stroked his beard and spoke slowly.

Hearing this, the Xia family members standing by all smiled. They all knew how much Zheng Yuan liked Xia Xue, and Zheng Yuan had once personally taught Xia Xue, so it was not an exaggeration to say that Zheng Yuan was half of Xia Xue's teacher.

"I also came here at Ao Hulu's request. He asked me to support Xue Mei." Xia Ao Bo said bluntly.

Hearing this, Xia Aohul suddenly felt a little embarrassed and started laughing while scratching his head.

"Hahaha, old man, I also want to see how talented Xue'er's husband is in writing." Zheng Yuan looked at Zhang Chentian with a smile.

"Yes! Yes! Brother Zhang, have you thought it through? We can't wait any longer." Xia Aonius couldn't help but urge.

"If you really can't think of anything, just admit defeat. It's not shameful to lose to Brother Ao Bo." Xia Aohul put his hand on Zhang Chentian's shoulder and said comfortingly.

Hearing this, Zhang Chentian's lips curled up slightly, revealing a confident smile. He turned to look at Xia Aobo and said softly, "Excuse me for showing off!"

After saying this, he turned around and faced Zhen Ximen, his eyes showing a hint of tenderness and affection. Then, he recited aloud:

"Graceful as a startled swan, graceful as a wandering dragon, resplendent as autumn chrysanthemums, flourishing as spring pines. Her hair is as light as the moon obscured by a cloud, drifting like snowflakes carried by a wind. Seen from afar, she is as bright as the sun rising in the morning glow. Closer, she is as dazzling as a lotus emerging from the emerald waters. ... Her hair is piled high in her hair, her eyebrows are long and graceful, her lips are bright red, her teeth are sparkling white. Her eyes are bright and charming, her cheeks are graceful and graceful, her figure is charming and elegant, her demeanor is calm and relaxed. ... She wears the elegant shoes of a traveler, her skirt is light and silky. The faint fragrance of orchids wafts through her as she steps hesitantly on the edge of the mountain."

"This...what is described is simply a fairy descending to earth!" Everyone was amazed and exclaimed.

"Wow~ Sister Xue is so lucky..." A girl from the Xia family blushed, her eyes full of envy, and whispered softly.

"Oh my God! What kind of human quatrain is this? Even a rough guy like me can't help but feel moved after hearing it." A burly man scratched his head and said with a silly smile.

"What a beautiful line! 'It's as if a light cloud covers the moon; it flutters like snowflakes blown by the wind'! It's so beautiful!" another man exclaimed in admiration, shaking his head.

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As Zhang Chentian's voice fell, everyone in the venue flushed with excitement, and the sound of discussion rose one after another.

"As graceful as a startled swan, as elegant as a swimming dragon... Wonderful! Wonderful! Chief Zhang, if I guess correctly, this should be a poem!" Zheng Yuan, who had come to his senses, walked excitedly to Zhang Chentian, took his hand and said.

"Yes, Mr. Zheng." Zhang Chentian supported Zheng Yuan and nodded with a smile.

"You have created a historical precedent in the mainland's literary world! You are truly a child of destiny! Bo'er, your loss is not unfair!" Zheng Yuan looked at Xia Ao Bo and said.

"I lost. Brother Zhang was able to create such a masterpiece in such a short time. I am ashamed of myself. May I ask what the name of this poem is?" Xia Ao Bo bowed to express his admiration for Zhang Chentian.

After hearing Xia Ao Bo's words, everyone present fell silent. They also wanted to know the name of this poem.

"The Goddess of Luo River." Zhang Chentian said with a smile.

"What a great poem, 'The Goddess of Luo River'. After today, I'm afraid this poem will be circulated throughout the entire continent. Congratulations to Chief Zhang!" Zheng Yuan said with a smile.

"Thank you, Mr. Zheng, for your praise." Zhang Chentian bowed in thanks.

"Brother Zhang, you are too polite. From today onwards, you will be the youngest literary master in our continent." Xia Ao Bo said with a smile.

This situation was already within Zhang Chentian's expectations. After all, he knew exactly what status "The Goddess of Luo River" held in the literary world of his previous life.

"Wow, Brother Seven compared Sister-in-law Seven to the Goddess of Luo River. That's so romantic." Zhang Chenqiu excitedly pulled Zhang Yiyue's hand, his face filled with excitement and envy.

There was a gleam in her eyes, as if she saw a beautiful and touching love story being played out.

"Yeah, Seventh Brother is really good at picking up girls!" Zhang Chenhu couldn't help but sigh. He put his arm around Zhang Yajun's neck and looked at the girls from the Xia family who were fascinated by Zhang Chentian.

Their eyes were blurred and their lips were smiling, and they were obviously full of affection and admiration for Zhang Chentian.

"That's Chentian's own ability. We can only watch and envy him silently in our hearts!" Zhang Yajun couldn't help but sigh, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

Although they also desire the same attention, they do not have the charm and means of Zhang Chentian.

However, Zhang Yijun's attention was soon drawn to another beauty. His eyes lit up, revealing a greedy look. He whispered to Zhang Chenhu, "Look at that beauty. She's really attractive. I'll go chat her up and see if I have a chance..."

"Haha, you are quite picky!" Zhang Chenhu teased with a smile.

At the same time, Xia Aobo looked at Zhang Chentian with a smile and said, "Come on, I'll take you inside. I'm afraid Sister Xue can't wait any longer."

"Yeah." Zhang Chentian responded, then walked side by side with Xia Aobo and walked inside together.

The other young people of the Zhang family followed them closely, holding animal bags filled with various snacks in their hands. They stopped and walked along the way, constantly distributing snacks to the people around them.

Wherever he went, he caused laughter and voices of gratitude.

This scene gives people a warm and harmonious atmosphere.

"Princess! Princess! Just as you expected, the prince consort really won. He created a masterpiece, comparing you to the Goddess of Luo River~" Qing'er walked into the room happily, quickly came to Xia Aoxue's side, and took out a piece of paper in her hand. On it was a passage from "The Goddess of Luo River" that Zhang Chentian recited.

"Let me see it quickly." Xia Aoxue couldn't wait to take the paper from Qing'er's hand and read it aloud carefully, "...The fragrance of orchids wafts in the air, and I walk hesitantly on the edge of the mountain. So this is how I am in his mind?" After reading, a happy expression appeared on Xia Aoxue's face, and her heart was full of joy.

"It's over, it's over. Her Royal Highness the Princess is going to perish." Looking at Xia Aoxue's expression, Qing'er couldn't help but teased.

"Qing'er, what are you talking about?" After hearing what Qing'er said, Xia Aoxue felt a little shy and couldn't help but pout.