The government was sending out wives, and I ended up with a princess from the previous dynasty!

The scholar in the hall felt even more indignant at this moment!

They never imagined that their poems would be inferior to those of a fishmonger!

This joke has gone way too far!

The hall was in an uproar.

Behind a curtain in the third-floor corridor, a figure stood alone.

"This Li Bai, his grilled fish is delicious, and his popcorn is quite interesting. I never expected him to be such a good poet." A pair of curious eyes appeared behind the curtain. Thinking of the poems he had heard earlier, he pondered for a moment, "Wait a minute, call him up! It's been a long time since I've met such an interesting person!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Jia Daoshi had no choice but to stand up and bow to those around him: "Greetings, everyone! I am Li Bai."

"Jia Daoshi! Don't pretend here. What Li Bai? Why don't you call yourself Li Hei (Black Li)?"

Jia Daoshi's eyes turned cold, and he glared fiercely at Jia An!

Jia Daoshi's aura was something Jia An couldn't possibly withstand. Just looking at him like that gave Jia An goosebumps!

They didn't dare say another word!

Jia Daoshi looked at Jia An, clasped his hands in a respectful greeting, and showed a look of surprise on his face: "Brother, do you really know me? Is there some misunderstanding here?"

Jia An felt a chill and thought to himself, "This kid really knows how to pretend! But as a nobleman from Jia Family Village, it's really inappropriate for me to be visiting a brothel. Since this kid wants to put on an act, why not play along?"

Thinking of this, Jia An sneered, "Hmm... it should be... a misunderstanding. Your name is not important. I just want to ask you, is the poem that Young Master Jin just took out really written by you?"

In Jia An's eyes, Jia Daoshi was a piece of trash. Not to mention writing poetry, he probably would have thrown away all the Four Books and Five Classics in his house!

"Yes, that poem was indeed not written by me."

Jia An felt a sense of relief and then said, "I knew it. How could you possibly write such a poem!"

Jia Daoshi smiled faintly: "Young Master Jin's poem was just something my little boy behind me wrote on a whim when he was in the mood. It shouldn't be taken seriously."

"what did he say?"

"Written by his page?"

"Absolutely ridiculous!"

"This person is incredibly shameless!"

Not only Jia An, but even the scholars present were in an uproar!

Any random pageboy could write a poem in a gathering of scholars and win the grand prize. How could this make the scholars feel ashamed?

Whether you're a fishmonger, Li Bai, or Jia Daoshi!

Saying these words was tantamount to declaring war on them!

"You! You! You brat, you're spouting utter nonsense! Your servant's casually composed poem can outshine all ours? I bet it was plagiarized from somewhere else!"

"That's right! They're trying to deceive the world and use such a despicable method to see Miss Yuan Jin'er. They're dreaming! Where are all the people from Baihualou?! Throw these swindlers out of here!"

To be honest, Jia Daoshi was quite surprised. He hadn't expected that a poem written casually by Murong Jiu would be able to overshadow the entire audience!

He was more interested in the identities of his two wives!

The atmosphere at the scene became somewhat chaotic.

Shuangxi hadn't expected things to develop this way. She hesitated for a moment, then her eyes lit up. She took a deep breath and said, "Please calm down, everyone. Right now, everyone has their own opinion, and there's no point in arguing like this. I think it would be better to have this Mr. Li Bai compose another poem, what do you say?"

"Yes! Shuangxi is right!"

"Let him write another one!"

"Wait a minute, I think we need to add a condition to this! He just said that even his page could compose such exquisite verses, so this young master Li Bai himself must be incredibly talented, able to compose poems on the spot! I think we could have him compose a poem within seven steps. What do you all think?"

These words sparked another round of discussion among the audience.

Because this request is truly outrageous!

Composing a poem in seven steps—that's incredibly difficult!

From the moment they received the topic to the moment they composed the poem, almost half an hour had passed!

Upon hearing this request, Jia Daoshi began to inwardly complain!

He never expected that he would encounter such a thing after coming into this world!

Composing a poem in seven steps?

Is this forcing him to show off?

That's too high-profile!

That's too high-profile!

He didn't want to be so high-profile!

So, after a moment's hesitation, he said with a helpless expression, "Gentlemen! It seems I'm going to spoil your fun today!"

"Tsk tsk! I knew it, this kid was just bragging!"

"As expected, he's a fraud."

"Damn it! I wasted so much time on this scammer!"

Upon hearing Jia Daoshi's words, the scholars present all felt extremely comfortable and pleased!

However, before they could gloat for long, Jia Daoshi said:

"Today I cannot compose poetry, but I do have some insights into the art of music, which I may be able to offer some guidance to Miss Yuan Jin'er."

As soon as he said that, the hall, which had been quite noisy just moments before, suddenly fell silent!

Gu Yanjin thought he was hallucinating and asked incredulously, "Boy, what were you saying just now? You said you wanted to give Miss Yuan Jin'er pointers on playing the zither?"

Not only Gu Yanjin, but everyone around them also stared at Jia Daoshi as if he were a fool!

That's outrageous!

Everyone heard Yuan Jin'er's song just now; it was simply—simply heavenly music!

This kid actually said he wanted to give Yuan Jin'er some pointers!

Is he crazy?

Several young heroes who were new to the martial arts world couldn't help but stand up and press their hands on the swords they carried!

"Boy! If you dare to spout nonsense and slander Miss Yuan Jin'er, don't blame us for being merciless with our swords!"

"I think we should just throw this kid out! That way we won't upset Miss Jin'er!"

"Where are the people from Baihualou? If you won't do it, then we'll do it for you!"

As soon as the commotion started, the disciples guarding the Hundred Flowers Pavilion couldn't ignore it any longer and hurriedly walked over.

They could have been leisurely drinking and eating desserts, watching the commotion from the sidelines, but now that their enjoyment has been ruined, they are naturally filled with anger.

"You brat, you're spouting nonsense. If you upset our Miss Jin'er, be careful you don't get skinned alive by the heroes here!"

But just then, a voice suddenly drifted down from upstairs: "No problem! Stop it all! I'd like to hear what this gentleman has to say!"

It's Yuan Jin'er's voice!