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“Young lady, Xie Song is a student at the Imperial Academy.”

"Even if he is a student of the Imperial Academy, it shouldn't make Zhang Jun feel nervous."

Wu Tianji clearly did not recognize Xie Song, and the maid beside her quickly explained, but she still underestimated Xie Song.

“Miss, Xie Song’s reputation in the capital is not as good as Zhang Jun’s, mainly because his teacher is stricter. But in fact, Zhang Jun lost to Xie Song in several previous contests.”

"Oh."

Wu Tianji immediately became interested in Xie Song and began to look forward to what masterpiece he could create.

Xie Song cleared his throat and began to recite.

"The lonely moon shines over the empty courtyard"

Watching alone at dusk

A solitary lamp illuminates the silence.

My heart is like broken clouds.

"Yes, it's definitely more evocative, making one feel a sense of loneliness."

"As expected of a student from the Imperial Academy, their abilities are indeed formidable."

"Young Master Xie is truly talented."

The onlookers, who had just been praising Zhang Jun enthusiastically, now turned their attention to Xie Song.

"Xie Song is indeed a cut above Zhang Jun."

Wu Tianji couldn't help but exclaim that today's poetry competition seemed to be even more exciting than she had imagined.

After Xie Song finished, there was a long discussion below, and no one dared to challenge him anymore.

"Xie Song's strength is indeed formidable, and his poem is truly remarkable, isn't it, Brother Zhou?"

Although Zhu Zhiyong himself cannot write poetry, it does not prevent him from appreciating good poetry.

"Yeah, not bad."

He had assumed Zhou Wu would give him the same assessment, but to his surprise, Zhou Wu simply thought it was alright.

"Oh, could it be that Zhou Wu is also holding back his strength? That's great. I felt from the beginning that Brother Zhou was extraordinary."

"Is there anyone else ready to fight tonight? If there's no talented person..."

The madam was about to announce the result after no one stepped forward, and Xie Song also looked confident of victory. But no one expected that a surprise attack would come out of nowhere.

“This, this, there’s more, my friend Zhou Wu will take on the challenge.”

Suddenly, Zhu Zhiyong shouted, and Zhou Wu, realizing the man was talking about him, tried to stop him, but it was too late. The shout immediately drew everyone's attention. Wu Tianji also looked at Zhou Wu and realized it was that simpleton from before. However, Wu Tianji didn't think this man could write any good poetry; he was just trying to get her attention. This kind of thing had happened many times before.

"May I ask your honorable name, sir, and where you work?"

Seeing that someone had ruined his plans, Xie Song was the first to jump out. As a student of the Imperial Academy, he was the highest representative of learning in the capital. How dare he come out to challenge him after he had revealed his identity?

"My name is Zhou Wu, and I am unemployed."

The other person looked younger than Zhou Wu and was still a student, so Zhou Wu didn't take it seriously and just shrugged, looking indifferent.

Zhou Wu wasn't initially interested, but now that he was already on horseback, he couldn't afford to lose face.

"Since this young master Zhou has accepted the challenge, then please, young master Zhou."

The madam saw that someone else was coming out, and regardless of their strength, it would at least help the reputation of her Xingmanlou.

Zhou Wu remained silent for a long time. It wasn't that he didn't know which poem to recite, but rather that he had too many good poems in his previous life and didn't know which one to choose. However, it was this action that made everyone think that Zhou Wu was just a clown trying to win a beauty's smile, and they all started to laugh at him. Even Wu Tianji thought so.

"Brother Zhou, are you sure you can handle this?"

Zhu Zhiyong, standing to the side, was sweating profusely with anxiety. Although he had only known Zhou Wu for less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, his shout just now had already made everyone regard him and Zhou Wu as being in cahoots. Moreover, he also thought Zhou Wu was a good person, and they got along well, so he wanted to make friends with him.

"Go to hell! Whether I'm good or not is all your fault for talking too much. I've got it."

“A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date.

Toast Mingyue, and Yingying became three people.

The month does not drink, the shadow follower follows me.

For the time being with the moon, Xingle must be in spring.

I linger on the moon, my dancing is chaotic.

When we are awake, we revel together; when we are drunk, we go our separate ways.

Let us forever roam freely, unburdened by worldly desires, and meet again in the distant Milky Way.

After Zhou Wu finished reciting, unlike the previous praise from Zhang Jun and Xie Song, there was no sound in the room. Zhou Wu even began to doubt himself: Could it be that Li Dada's poems are not popular in this world?

"This, this, did you really make this?"

Zhu Zhiyong stared at Zhou Wu in shock. He had thought that his new friend could at most write a catchy limerick, but he never expected that Zhou Wu would deliver such a powerful performance.

"Good good."

"A masterpiece for all time, a masterpiece for all time!"

"Why have I never heard of such a talented person in my capital?"

"This is what it means to have great talent hidden in the city."

Without any suspense, Zhou Wu's poem received the highest score from the audience.

"Haha, tomorrow my Xingmanlou will definitely be the hottest topic in the capital. It's Xingmanlou's turn now, haha."

The madam's face was beaming with joy. Having run a brothel for so many years, she had naturally developed an appreciation for poetry, and this poem was definitely a top-notch work.

"You really can't judge a book by its cover."

Wu Tianji was also shocked and opened her mouth wide. Fortunately, she had a veil covering her mouth. However, if Zhou Wu heard any comments about not being able to judge a book by its cover, he would probably be so angry that he would argue with her on the spot. He was so handsome and charming, yet Wu Tianji used the phrase "not being able to judge a book by its cover" to describe him. Did she think he was ugly?

"Wait a minute, this guy is Zhou Wu. Could it be Zhou Wu from Li Shishi's poetry competition?"

Someone in the crowd shouted, instantly revealing Zhou Wu's identity, which made things even more complicated.

"Young Master Zhou, please come upstairs,"

Zhou Wu originally wanted to turn around and leave, to accomplish something and disappear without a trace, but then he thought that this woman had been wearing a veil the whole time, and he hadn't even seen her face after standing there all night. It would be too much of a loss to just leave like this.

"Brother Zhou, you are so lucky to have become Miss Wu's lover."

Zhu Zhiyong looked on with envy, but what could he do when Zhou Wu was so talented? Then he thought again, it was better for his own brother to be chosen than for an outsider.

"Hehe, luck, luck."

Amidst envious glances, Zhou Wu went upstairs and entered the room that haunted the dreams of every man. Although everyone knew that nothing could happen between the two, it still couldn't stop people from having wild fantasies.

"Squeak~~~"

The maid closed the door behind her and then stood guard at the entrance, partly to prevent outsiders from disturbing the two people inside, and partly to prevent the man inside from having any unthinkable thoughts.

Only Zhou Wu and Wu Tianji remained in the room. Whether it was because the room was a bit stuffy or because the decorations were somewhat alluring, Zhou Wu actually felt a bit hot.

"Are you feeling a bit hot, Young Master Zhou?"

"how do you know."

Wu Tianji's voice suddenly changed from what she heard outside, becoming both alluring and enigmatic.