On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

Everyone's eyes were focused on the Chu delegation.

An old man walked out slowly, causing surprise among those around him, and their eyes widened involuntarily.

The old man stood tall and straight, his long silver beard swirling in the wind, like an immortal descending from the earth. He exuded an otherworldly aura, a demeanor reminiscent of a sage. His eyes were deep and bright, as if they could see through everything in the world. The corners of his mouth curved into a half-smile, and his gaze fell on Lin Zhen with a gentle yet sharp gaze.

"What? It's him?!"

A low cry erupted from the crowd, their tone filled with disbelief.

"China's number one poet, Shangguan Moxuan!"

"Why is he in the Chu delegation?"

Questions spread like ripples among the crowd.

Shangguan Moxuan is not only a highly respected elder in the Qin royal family, but also an unshakable spiritual pillar in the hearts of thousands of Chinese literati.

Even the Qin envoys were shocked when they saw his appearance, and their minds were filled with doubts.

The envoy Qin Luoshu came out and bowed deeply before Shangguan Moxuan: "Master, why are you here?"

Shangguan Moxuan smiled lightly, waved his hand, and said nonchalantly: "Alas, it's just that I owed Chu Batian a favor in the past, so I had no choice but to come here to fulfill the appointment."

Qin Luoshu nodded when he heard this: "I see. Then I will prepare the writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone for you."

"Well, today I will let this arrogant boy see what it means to truly recite poetry and express one's aspirations!" Shangguan Moxuan stroked his long beard, and when he looked at Lin Zhen, his eyes were not eyes and his nose was not a nose.

It's no wonder he's like that. As a scholar deeply influenced by ancient teachings, Shangguan Moxuan has always been indifferent to those who are young and boastful, and instead favors those ambitious young people who are diligent and eager to learn, and who are not ashamed to ask questions.

Lin Zhen also curled his lips at him, looking indifferent.

What god of poetry? Bullshit!

Can you be as great as Li Du the elder and Li Du the younger?

Can you be as powerful as the Poet Buddha and the Poet Ghost?

I don’t believe that even with so many great people, they still can’t deal with an old antique like you.

Lin Zhen casually cupped his hands, a hint of disdain still hanging on the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "Junior, I have learned a lot."

There was a strong sense of rebelliousness revealed in that posture.

This undoubtedly triggered the anger in Shangguan Moxuan's heart, making his face as gloomy as water.

In the Qin State, and even in the entire Chinese continent, who dares not to respect Shangguan Moxuan as a god and call him "Sir"?

Only the playboy Lin Zhen treated him like dirt.

"Hmph, you little brat! Today, I'll make sure Daqian admit defeat!" Shangguan Moxuan snorted coldly, his tone filled with disdain and indignation. "Pen and ink, please!"

"and many more!"

Lin Zhen turned around upon hearing the voice, only to see Murong Yan's face, a serious expression on her face. Her gaze fixed cautiously on him, her red lips parted as she said, "Lin Zhen, Lord Shangguan is a pillar of the literary world. Are you sure you can win?"

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. I know what's going on." Lin Zhen responded with a bow, his tone full of heroic confidence.

This scene made Murong Yan feel a little dazed.

Could it be that I really misjudged him before? In fact, he is a very talented and caring person for the country?

Shangguan Moxuan snorted again with disdain, "Hmph, you know what you're doing. If you truly can win, I swear I'll never write poetry again in my life!"

What happened when Lin Zhen heard this?

I haven't even mentioned the bet yet, and you're the first to say that.

"Sir, this is absolutely not possible!" The Qin envoys came forward anxiously and spoke earnestly.

"If you no longer recite poetry, where else in the world can we find such beautiful and melodious lines?"

"Yes, Lord, you must not give up your status as the God of Poetry just because of a playboy!"

"Competing in poetry with such a lowly person is a great insult to your reputation. Why don't you let your disciple fight on your behalf?"

"If we can't even defeat him, we are not worthy to be your disciples!"

"No need!" Shangguan Moxuan raised his hand lightly, his tone filled with overbearing majesty. "To avoid being criticized by villains for taking advantage of my age, how about letting His Majesty the Emperor Daqian set the questions for this contest?"

Chu Xiling nodded slightly and said with a faint smile, "That's exactly the point. Your Majesty, please give me the questions."

"Wait a minute!" Lin Zhen said at the right moment, his eyes fixed on Shangguan Moxuan, a hint of amusement in his words: "Old man, don't you want to place a bet?"

"Hahaha, I've long heard that the people of Daqian are generous and love gambling. Even in the imperial court, there are many gambling masters. There's even a strange story about the imperial court appointing a gambling king. Seeing it today, it's true!"

"Hahahaha." The envoys from various countries laughed heartily when they heard this.

There was a malicious sarcasm in his smile.

"The Gambling King! I've never heard of such a prince in my life!"

"Your Majesty, how about I donate some money and make me the King of Money?"

"I'll raise a few more dogs and crown them the Dog King!"

"Ha ha ha ha."

Old thing, you keep bringing up things that are not relevant to the topic.

Lin Zhen secretly complained, rolled his eyes and said, "Please stop being so sarcastic, or you'll get pissed off later."

There is no respect in the tone, instead it makes people want to curse.

The old man's eyes widened in anger, his beard trembling slightly: "You! How dare you curse me, you bastard!"

"No, I just asked you to be careful." Lin Zhen looked innocent, but there was a hint of teasing in his eyes.

Shangguan Moxuan snorted coldly upon hearing this, his chest heaving, obviously very angry.

"Hmph, I won't argue with you! Just tell me what you want to bet on, and I'll follow you to the end!"

"Okay, let's do it the same way as before. If you lose, kneel down and say, 'I am willing to be a dog for Daqian.' If I lose, I will give you my life."

"Absolutely not!" Qin Luoshu stamped his feet, his voice filled with anxiety and determination: "Although the elder is repaying the favor of the Chu people, he is still a loyal minister of the Qin State! How can you utter such insulting words!"

Shangguan Moxuan also fell into silence.

He was not worried about losing, but things like this should not be used as bets.

In fact, Lin Zhen had already made plans. He knew very well that the Qin people, who valued their reputation, would never easily agree to such an absurd thing.

Therefore, his previous move was just a test to see if the opponent was right or wrong, and he did not really want to make a bet with it.

Besides, what's the point of saying something meaningless?

Let’s do something practical.

Lin Zhen said, "Since Qin State doesn't agree, then forget it. I'll take a loss and change the bet."

Shangguan Moxuan couldn't help but twitch his lips when he heard this.

You're still suffering a little loss, you're almost becoming a demon.

"I've heard that the old gentleman has a granddaughter who is incredibly gifted, gentle, and virtuous. She's well-versed in poetry and literature, well-mannered, and graceful, like a fairy from heaven. I've long admired her, and I'm making a bold request. If the old gentleman loses this time, I'll betroth this granddaughter to me, and we'll become a perfect match. How do you do it?"