The prince is very cruel

Guan Ning smiled and said, "Relax, I'm here. I can catch all the evil spirits with just a hand."

Chen Tu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Having failed the first question, Qin Ke had to be more careful and shouted again: "Everyone, the title of the second poem is Mid-Autumn Festival and the Moon!"

As soon as this title came out, everyone was quickly brought out of the shock of the previous poem.

The Mid-Autumn Moon is a very common theme, but precisely because it is so common, it is very difficult to come up with something outstanding. Many people have pondered over it, and many people have looked at Chen Tu, looking forward to his next song.

But Guan Ning secretly asked Chen Tu to sit for a while.

A quarter of an hour later, people began to answer the questions one after another. It was still the same group of people, and the quality of their poems was still very high, even surpassing the first round.

Lu Ziming, Xiao Qing and others performed steadily and gave their best.

At Guan Ning's signal, Chen Tu also moved.

He recited: "Song of Water Melody!"

"When will the bright moon appear? I raise my cup to ask the blue sky. I wonder what year it is in the palace of heaven."

"I want to ride the wind..."

"Turn to Zhuge..."

"People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, the moon waxes and wanes; it is impossible to have everything at once. May we live long and share the beauty of the moon together, even though we are thousands of miles apart!"

Boom!

A song of water tune emerged out of nowhere with an unparalleled momentum, like a bolt of thunder, striking everyone present.

"May we live long and share the beauty of the moon together even though we are thousands of miles apart..."

The sound of crying at the scene suddenly broke out. The wanderers began to miss home, and those who were separated from their loved ones began to miss their loved ones.

Qin Ke staggered back three steps, shocked by her beauty!

"This……"

Pei Xingwen was so excited that he rushed out.

boom!

In an attic somewhere, a woman with fair skin and a scholarly air knocked over an inkstone, her cheeks filled with disbelief and amazement.

"Who is he?"

“Who wrote this poem?!”

"Miss, it's Chen Tu."

"No, it's impossible. It's definitely not him. Chen Tu doesn't have that kind of talent. These two poems must have been written by the same person. They are both masterpieces."

"I must find him!"

"..."

One can imagine the commotion in the entire Quetai. All the people here are scholars, so how can they not tell good from bad? Although the previous ones are good, they are just a piece of shit compared with "Shui Tiao Ge Tou".

"Mr. Qin, what do you think of Brother Chen's poem?" Guan Ning had a smile on his face and was in a good mood. It turned out that it felt so good to show off without others knowing.

Qin Ke looked unhappy. He looked at the other people in Shangyin Pavilion. Those old scholars had ugly expressions and hesitated to speak.

Because it was a best-of-three game, no matter who won the first place in the last question, the title would belong to Chen Tu. He would be given the Four Treasures of the Study, and Shangyin Pavilion would help Chen Tu, and Chen Tu would surely rise to a high position.

Such a result was completely beyond Shangyin Pavilion's expectations.

Qin Ke stubbornly questioned, "These two poems are certainly masterpieces, but their authenticity remains uncertain..."

Guan Ning's face darkened, and he made a quick decision to make a big fuss: "What do you mean?"

"Is Shangyin Pavilion trying to commit corruption for personal gain?" he shouted, overturning the table.

"You!" Qin Ke was angry.

"That's right, the dignified Shangyin Pavilion, don't you want to forget the Four Treasures of the Study?" Chen Tu shouted, and followed Guan Ning to confront that side.

For a moment, the situation was tense.

Everyone in the audience looked at Qin Ke, and they were all somewhat dissatisfied with what Qin Ke said. One song could be said to be plagiarized, but both songs?

This is not an ordinary poem, but a masterpiece of all time!

The people from Shangyin Pavilion were about to come out and say something... At this moment, Pei Xingwen suddenly appeared and said in a deep voice, "Chen Tu won. There is no doubt about it."

"Grand Secretary, you are wise!" Guan Ning shouted, fearing that he would regret it.

The whole audience followed suit and shouted, "Grand Secretary, you are wise!"

This finally calmed the public anger. From then on, even if Shangyin Pavilion was extremely reluctant, they had no choice but to swallow their anger and say, "Yes, Grand Secretary."

"I declare that the champion of this poetry competition is Chen Tu!"

"Please, Sage of Literature, the Four Treasures of the Study!"

"Yes!"

The people from Shangyin Pavilion solemnly and majestically brought out the four treasures of the study used by the sage of literature, which has special meaning for scholars.