Mother, I have returned to the throne.

"Hahaha!"

Just as the two of them were communicating with their eyes, there was a burst of laughter at the scene.

Just based on the fat man's performance, everyone could see it at this moment.

This guy is such a idiot!

He was so confident before, I guess he copied the poem from someone.

I can't copy well, I get nervous at the last minute, and in the end I forget everything!

Doing things to this extent is really embarrassing!

"Fatty Zhao, with your mediocre skills, don't come out and waste time. Alright, sit down quickly to avoid humiliating yourself!"

"You're trying to get away with it, but unfortunately you can't even copy a poem. I don't know what you're thinking today. You're usually so timid, but how come you have the guts to sit in this hall today?"

In the crowd, Zhang Heng, the grandson of the Grand Secretary, felt that Fatty Zhao had stolen his limelight.

He took a step forward, snorted coldly at him and taught him a lesson.

When the fat man heard this, he glared at me and said, "Are you looking for a scolding?"

Since he has been exposed anyway, why would the fat guy care about so many things?

He immediately hugged the beauty beside him and started talking.

"Whose father peed you out? I'm reciting poetry here, why are you talking so much nonsense!"

"I'm drunkenly sleeping in the arms of a beauty. There are so many beauties around me that I can't remember them all. Are you the only one who can do that? If you dare to fart again, believe it or not, I will sit on you to death."

"presumptuous!"

Zhang Heng has always prided himself on being a man of letters and literature, but seeing the fat man being so rude, he immediately became furious.

"Look at what you've become! Your grandfather was a second-rank official in the imperial court. You're bringing shame to him by behaving like this!"

"Shameless thing, why don't you retreat immediately? Otherwise, if Mr. Zhao sees this, he will probably be so angry that he will vomit blood!"

"What's it to you?" The fat man said, directly scolding Zhang Heng.

"It's fine if you mention my family matters normally, but now that there are so many people here, you're still nagging about it. I want to ask you, is it my grandfather or your grandfather?"

"What are you staring at me for? If you're not happy with me, come and hit me. You're always writing poetry, and you really think you're a genius? You're just like a pig with a scallion stuck in its nose, pretending to be something!"

When it comes to poetry, if you string 10 fat people together and connect their brains, they probably still can't compare to half a finger of Zhang Heng.

But if you curse, the situation is reversed.

Even if Zhang Heng opened his mouth nine more times to make it an even number, it still wouldn't be enough for the fat guy to spray alone!

At this moment, the fat man turned into a god of war, and it really looked like he was going to beat ten of them!

Even Song Yuan who was standing by was stunned. After he came to his senses, he grinned foolishly with his teeth bared.

I didn’t hear any good poems, but the play was well performed!

Song Yuan was in a good mood and accepted everyone who came. The beautiful women around him poured him glass of wine one after another.

By the time Song Yuan reacted, he was already feeling dizzy!

"Alright, gentlemen, stop arguing!"

Fortunately, Miss Jinlian, the organizer of the poetry gathering, realized that if the two were allowed to continue arguing, the situation would get out of control.

At the moment, she could only stand out by relying on her beauty.

"You two young masters are both men of high status. Why are you arguing so fiercely here?"

"Please give me some face, and let this go on!"

"you……"

The fat man cursed fluently and immediately wanted to change the direction of his attack.

But seeing Jinlian staring at him with her big eyes, and glancing at her waist, he couldn't bear to scold the beauty in front of him.

"Bah! Since Miss Jinlian has spoken, I'll give you a favor!"

"Come on, come on, feed me a grape. I have so many girls around me, I'll make you mad!"

The fat man finally gave up and sat back in his original position surrounded by beauties.

As for Zhang Heng, he stood there gasping for breath.

If looks could kill, the fat guy would have died countless times by now!

"I'm too lazy to argue with you. This is a poetry gathering. If you really have any talent, then show it. If you don't, then stop embarrassing yourself!"

Zhang Heng said angrily, then turned to look at the courtesan Jinlian.

"Miss Jinlian, I have a poem here, but to prevent someone from stealing it, I wrote it on paper!"

"As for my level, please judge for yourself, Miss Jinlian. I'm not like some people who only talk big. If we want to level up, we have to show some real skills!"

Zhang Heng said this and waved his hand. The servants following behind him immediately came forward and handed over the four treasures of the study.

The cooperation here made Fatty Zhao curl his lips.

learnt!

I'll also bring two sensible younger brothers with me, and have them follow me around and throw money at me whenever they want. Wouldn't that be more impressive?

"Miss Jinlian, please look!"

Zhang Heng made a move and ordered his servant to deliver it to the courtesan.

Originally, because of Fatty Zhao's mischief, Jinlian frowned slightly, and anyone could see that she was angry.

But when the courtesan's eyes fell on Zhang Heng's calligraphy, her brows relaxed and her mood instantly improved.

The changes on his face were related to Zhang Heng's level.

Faced with such details, the talented people present all lost their composure!

"Well? I've said it before, I, Zhang, rely on real talent to make my way in the martial arts world. I'm not like some people who only bring shame to their own family!"

"What's the point of talking? A man's journey in the martial arts world relies on talent. Anyone can be rude!"

Zhang Heng, with a hint of pride, made indirect accusations.

Fatty Zhao was so angry when he heard this that his teeth were itching.

Others exclaimed in admiration, thinking that Master Zhang might win the favor of the courtesan tonight.

Unexpectedly, Chang Wei, who had been silent all this time, suddenly stood up and glanced at Zhang Heng with disdain!

"Although I don't know how good your poem is, I still want to compare it with yours. I only need to say two sentences, and they can surpass your entire poem!"

"Miss Jinlian, I'll imitate this guy and write the whole thing on rice paper. Then I'll just recite two lines. It'll be clear at a glance which one is higher or lower!"

Although Chang Wei did not know martial arts, he had great aura. With a wave of his hand, the crowd took three steps back.

At that moment, he wrote with great speed, and finally the ink flew everywhere.

With a flick of his right hand, the brush settled in the air.

Song Yuan watched from the side and blinked. Putting other things aside, this monkey performed quite well!

I just don’t know if it’s as good as it looks, like an embroidered pillow?

Chang Wei ordered someone to bring the rice paper over, and then he put one hand behind his back and pretended to be deep.

"The murderous aura spreads across thousands of miles, and the cold light of the sword illuminates the nine states!"

"Let me ask you, based on the grandeur of these two sentences, do you dare to compare with them?"

boom……

Everyone was shocked at the moment, and many talented people gathered together and began whispering.

These two sentences are indeed majestic and powerful, with the power to swallow mountains and rivers.

Even the girl Jinlian had her cheeks raised and a clear smile on her face!

"Master Chang Wei is truly amazing. Just based on these two lines, he's sure to win this poetry competition!"

"That's right. You can get a glimpse of it by looking at Miss Jinlian's expression."

"These two lines are so majestic and powerful that they will surely spread throughout the Imperial City. When the time comes, just say that you and I were present when these lines were published. That would be a great compliment!"

"I bother!"

Fatty Zhao watched everyone complimenting him and felt very uncomfortable.

Originally, this opportunity should have been mine. Look at you, you failed at the critical moment. How could you be so disappointing?

"Um... Your Highness, don't you feel angry when you see that boy being so arrogant?"

"Why don't you just do it yourself and teach him a lesson!"

Fatty Zhao knew that he didn't have the ability, but he saw a lot of hope in Song Yuan.

"This..." Song Yuan's cheeks flushed, the alcohol started to take effect, and his mind felt a little confused.

It is not impossible to let him come forward. In Song Yuan's opinion, even if his identity is exposed, based on the content of the poem, it can be regarded as a song to express his aspirations.

If I could take this opportunity to spread the word in the imperial city and go to the frontier, wouldn't that be a done deal?

Faced with such benefits, Song Yuan slammed the table and stood up.

"You are talking nonsense, it's simply ridiculous!"

"You are so talented but you dare to do the same thing!"

“It’s absolutely hilarious!”

"Who are you? Who gave you the courage?"

Chang Wei was originally in high spirits, thinking that he would have the chance to spend the night with the courtesan.

If someone suddenly intercepted him, how could he let it go?

"Haha, so he came here with that Fatty Zhao. As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together. What can two losers do when they meet?"

"I'm afraid he's just talking nonsense, isn't he?"

Everyone else agreed.

"Master Chang, it's normal for some people to be jealous these days. After all, he doesn't have that ability, so he can only look up to others for the rest of his life!"

"Mr. Chang, you are a noble man, why would you mess around with a drunkard?"

"When two worthless people meet, they probably think they are superior. Wouldn't it be degrading to get involved with them?"

Facing such ridicule, Song Yuan sneered.

"Chang Wei, Chang Wei, when it comes to literary talent, your father is much better than you, hiccup... but you are a bit ridiculous, a frog in a well, how can you talk about the world?"

"Today I will show you what true poetry is!"

After Song Yuan finished speaking, he picked up the wine jug beside him and took a swig.

Fatty Zhao became anxious when he saw this scene.

My brother.

Don't drink anymore!

If you drink a few sips of wine and forget everything like I did, you’ll be making a fool of yourself!

"Hmph, if you really have the ability, then recite a poem on the spot. If you can't, then stop talking nonsense here!" Chang Wei frowned and shouted angrily.

Song Yuan shouted: "Alright! Listen carefully!"

"Dark clouds are pressing down on the city, threatening to destroy it, and the light of armor opens towards the golden scales of the sun.

The sound of horns fills the sky with autumn colors, stuffed with Yanzhi and condensed night purple.

The half-rolled red flag is facing Pengshui, but the heavy frost and cold make the drums silent.

Report your favor on the golden stage, support the Jade Dragon and die for you! "

"How about these two sentences of mine?"