C205 The Clouds Are Thinking of Clothes and Flowers
C205 The Clouds Are Thinking of Clothes and Flowers
"Mr Wuchen, why haven't you started writing yet?!" Lih Feiyu saw that Ye Qingxuan was still unwilling to start writing, so he couldn't help but ask.
Ye Qingxuan smiled and said, "I have already thought of a poem, but it is not very well written. I would like to ask brother Feiyu to help me write it."
Lih Feiyu nodded silently. Since he had already forfeited in the first round, there was no harm in writing.
"Okay! Then you can write it."
Ye Qingxuan coughed lightly and searched through his memories. Immediately, he had a flash of inspiration. He laid down on Lih Feiyu's ear and muttered something, not knowing what to say.
Lih Feiyu's expression trembled and his face was filled with excitement. The brush in his hand trembled continuously and he kept repeating, "Wonderful... Wonderful... Wonderful!"
Ye Qingxuan could not help but tease when he saw this, "Why? Can't you write?"
"Yes, I do." Lih Feiyu nodded in agreement. He picked up his pen and finished writing in a short while.
After he finished writing, he kept thinking about it. He looked at Ye Qingxuan in a different way.
Lih Feiyu couldn't help but praise, "I didn't expect Mr Wuchen to have such high literary talent. He is really... my role model!"
Ye Qingxuan ridiculed in his heart. Of course, how could the poem of the Poetic Immortal, Li Bai, be something that ordinary people couldn't compare with?
"Alright, stop writing!" At this moment, Elder Yang waved his hand and said.
When he said this, everyone stopped writing.
Elder Yang walked down and looked at the poems written by everyone. He kept shaking his head and sighing.
When he walked to Wang Kai, he saw the poems written by Wang Kai. He raised his eyebrows slightly and said lightly, "Not bad."
Then he left, but Wang Kai could not hold back the joy in his heart. It was not easy for the Poet King to say the word 'not bad'.
This further proved that the Poet King was certain of this poem.
After that, Elder Yang shook his head and sighed along the way. Finally, he arrived in front of Ye Qingxuan and Lih Feiyu. The paper was placed in front of Lih Feiyu, which made Elder Yang a little angry. Even though he knew that he was here, he still didn't know how to change the direction of the paper.
The corner of Wang Kai's mouth curled up. He was secretly delighted in his heart. He didn't even know the rules. It seemed like the winner of this round would be him.
Before Lih Feiyu could react, he saw Elder Yang furiously drop the paper in a direction. Lih Feiyu thought to himself, It's over! He had offended a big shot!
Elder Yang narrowed his eyes with slight contempt. Just as he was about to sigh, his eyes suddenly widened and his pupils shrank.
He hurriedly picked up the paper and carefully read the poems on it. After a long time, he slowly put down the paper. His face was full of excitement.
"Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful!" Elder Yang let out three sighs towards the sky, and his hands were trembling with excitement.
Everyone was stunned, and Wang Kai was even more dumbfounded.
However, Ye Xiao knew that this was definitely written by Senior Brother Ye. After all, he had written a lot of poems! Which one of them didn't cause a phenomenon in the heavens and earth?
Elder Yang stroked his beard and his hands were still trembling. He said, "The power of the author of this poem has long surpassed mine! I'm afraid not even ten of me can match it!"
Hiss!
All the examinees drew in a breath of cold air. He could actually surpass Elder Yang? And not even ten?
What kind of poem was this!? It could actually be praised by Elder Yang!
Who was it!? To have such skill!
Wang Teng also had some doubts, and ordered the eunuch to bring the poem over.
The eunuch nodded his head in agreement, but when he came to Elder Yang's side, he was rejected.
"No need! Emperor, this old man will read it to everyone!" Elder Yang took a deep breath and read it poetic.
"The clouds are thinking about clothes and flowers, the spring breeze is blowing and the splendor is strong. If it weren't for the fact that I saw you at the top of the mountain, I would have met you at the bottom of the moon on the Yaotai Stage! "
After Elder Yang finished reading the poem, he was unable to extricate himself from it for a long time and was deeply immersed in the poem.
After the Empress heard this, she hurriedly took out a mirror to look at her face. This poem described her like a fairy, and she really liked it. Which woman didn't like to be praised?
"Quickly copy this poem and give it to me." The Empress's love for this poem had already reached the point where she didn't know what to eat, so she smiled and said.
Wang Teng saw that the Empress was happy, so he was happy as well, completely unaware of the meaning of this poem.
Ye Qingxuan thought to himself, Idiot, his wife was praised by others, yet she was laughing so happily. If it was a normal person, they would probably be jealous, but he was still happy.
After all the scholars heard this, their faces were filled with surprise, but they were mostly filled with admiration!
They couldn't help but turn their eyes to Ye Qingxuan and Lih Feiyu, wondering who wrote this poem.
Many scholars began discussing softly below.
"Hey, do you know who wrote this poem?"
"I don't know, but it was indeed well written."
"Eh? Why is that figure so familiar?"
"Isn't that the tenth Lih Feiyu from last year's poetry assembly?"
"Could it be Lih Feiyu?"
"No, no, no. He was only tenth in last year's poetry assembly. How could he possibly write such a good poem? "
"Could it be the man beside him?"
The scholars shifted their gazes to Ye Qingxuan. They discovered that this person had an extraordinary temperament and was definitely not an ordinary person.
This was even under the situation where Ye Qingxuan suppressed his temperament to the extreme and wore a veil. If he did not wear a veil, then it was needless to think that the author of this poem would definitely be Ye Qingxuan.
"Impossible. What does he, Wu Da, know to write? Furthermore, he didn't even start writing. It can't be that he wrote it."
Wang Jun immediately came out to refute. The scholars were furious, but they couldn't refute him.
Just as everyone was arguing, Elder Yang walked in front of Lih Feiyu and cupped his hands, "Senior, may I ask, what is the theme of this poem?"
Hiss!
All the officials gasped. Elder Yang was actually able to make Elder Yang call him senior! One had to know that Elder Yang's identity was something that even the Emperor had to give face to.
Indeed!
The scholars had a look of sudden enlightenment. It was actually really Lih Feiyu. They did not expect that he only improved a lot in this year.
Wang Jun's lips curved up, as if mocking those scholars, "How is it? I said it was Lih Feiyu. How could that Big Five possibly write it out?"
Lih Feiyu hurriedly waved his hand and was just about to explain, "No... it's not..."
"Let's call it Tranquility Melody." Before Lih Feiyu could finish his words, Ye Qingxuan interrupted him.
Lih Feiyu still wanted to explain, but Ye Qingxuan gently hit him with his hand, signaling him not to say anything. Lih Feiyu helplessly let out a breath and sat down.
"Qingping tune? Good name, good name!" Elder Yang sighed again.
"May I know senior's name?" Elder Yang cupped his hands and said.
"Little Sheng, Lih Feiyu."
Lih Feiyu helplessly sighed. How dare you push the credit onto me? This is really killing me!
Ye Qingxuan did not mind. After all, he was only here to participate in the fun. The reward would still be given to Lih Feiyu in the end. Why not let him have both wealth and fame?
"Lih Feiyu? Alright, Senior, I will remember it." Elder Yang said.
Lih Feiyu wanted to cry but had no tears. He was finished. This time, he couldn't even wash his tears away after jumping into the Yellow River.