Before I Died, I Forcedly Kissed a Female Hero
Chapter 115: The last poem that will shake the world, Oiran Meng Yueer's invitation!
“Hero, yes?”
Su Shi pondered a little, then he picked up a brush and wrote spontaneously.
Chen Qingluan glanced at him.
As a result, he could not take his eyes off her.
His cherry mouth opened slightly and his eyes were filled with shock.
"This poem!!"
Su Shi quickly finished writing it down and said, "Does Brother Hua want to see it?"
Hua Manlou was still drunk and waved her hand, "No need, I trust Big Brother Shi."
Saying so he was just being polite.
After all it was a challenge from Oiran, Meng Yue'er!
Su Shi only knew a little poetry, how could he compare to Li Mu Bai?
"Brother Shi has been a great help, if not for you, I could only hand over the blank paper today."
Hua Manlou shook her head and smiled bitterly.
He was sure he would lose face today, so he just wished he wouldn't be too embarrassed.
Before long, the deadline was up.
The servants gathered the papers and placed them all in front of Meng Yue'er.
In order to protect the faces of the guests, only the best works are taken out and read, the rest are simply set aside. As for the judging criteria, it was entirely up to Oiran to decide.
When people saw Meng Yue'er flipping through them one by one, nothing caught her attention, and people suddenly became nervous.
The requirements for Oiran seem to be rather high!
Only after the paper was at the bottom did Meng Yue'er stop flipping through it and said with great appreciation, "Prince Chu Qi's Poetry is so good!"
"The sky and the earth are full of wonders, and the mountains are full of immortality."
"He rode ten thousand horses before his words, and three times he won the chrysanthemum sky."
“Slight spirit of heroism, looking around at the infinite.”
"Today, I'd like a drink for you, not just to celebrate your long years." 1
“Both diction and the atmosphere is amazing.”
As they listened to the soft voice of Oiran's girl, people clapped.
“Good poem!”
"As expected of Prince Chu, he could write such a masterpiece in just one incense stick!"
"Good poetry, this is the work of a genius!"
“Good, beautiful poem!”
The crowd was full of compliments.
Chu Qi, with a satisfied expression on his face, arch his hand and said, "This is no big deal, no big deal."
Hua Manlou hummed disdainfully.
Who did not know that this poem was written by Li Mu Bai?
“It looks like Brother Shi's poem should have been skipped.”
This was the best, so he would not be executed in public.
It was a pity that Oiran looked like he was about to be plucked by that Chu pig.
Chu Qi urged impatiently, "It should be time to announce the results, right?"
The pimp smiled gently and said, "It seems that Prince Chu is really impatient, then, let's go Yue'er announce it."
He called out twice, but Meng Yue'er did not hear him.
He looked at the paper in his hand and sat there as if he was a puppet.
The pimp frowned slightly and nudged him, "What's wrong with you?"
Only then did Meng Yue'er regain her senses, her expression still carrying a surprise that was not hidden.
He took a deep breath and said softly, "I announce that the main winner of this poetry tournament is ..."
"Hua Manlou, Young Master Hua."
The air immediately froze.
Chu Qi's smile froze on his face.
Everyone, including Hua Manlou, were all frozen.
"I need an explanation!"
Chu Qi's voice was low, clearly moved by real anger.
The pimp was also confused, "Yue'er, what's going on here?"
Meng Yue'er shook her head, "There's nothing to explain, it's just that Young Master Hua's words are better"
"Better?"
Chu Qi was about to laugh.
Could Hua Manlou be more talented than the new best scholar?
Li Mu Bai's brows furrowed and his face was ominous, feeling as if he had been insulted.
Meng Yue'er did not explain, "Why don't you all come and see for yourself?"
He wanted to see what was better than the other party!
When he reached out and picked up the paper, he only caught a glimpse of it and was struck by lightning, standing frozen in place with his pupils shrinking and his hands trembling slightly.
This paper seems to weigh a thousand catties!
Chu Qi felt the difference and said suspiciously, "Mu Bai, what's wrong?"
"This ..... words must be recorded in history!"
Li Mu Bai sat paralyzed on the ground.
All arrogance and confidence collapsed at this moment.
The crowd was even more confused.
What kind of poem could make a scholar this year give such an assessment?
As the paper fell to the side, someone walked over and picked it up, reading it aloud.
“When the Yangtze River flows east, the waves have thrown the heroes. Right and wrong, success and failure are everywhere.”
“Green hills still exist, sunset several times red. White hair of fishermen and woodcutters on a small island in the river, used to watch the autumn moon and spring breeze.”
“Smuddy wine pots and pleasant encounters. How many things have happened in the past and present, but all of them are laughed at.”
Audience silent.
Everyone's expressions were as shocked as Li Mu Bai's.
Even if they were not literary scholars, they all knew very little about poetry.
Those words were shocking!
It is a poem that will be remembered for centuries!
Chu Qi's face was grim.
Of course, he could hear the meaning of this poem.
How could Hua Manlou have such talent?
Hua Manlou was also stunned.
He looked at Su Shi in a daze, his throat slightly dry, "Shi, Big Brother Shi, you ......"
Originally, he had asked the other party to write for him so that he wouldn't lose too much face, but he didn't expect that the other party had written a masterpiece!
At this moment, a fragrant breeze came.
Meng Yue'er walked over and timidly said, "I love that poem, I love it, I wonder if Young Master Hua wants to come with me to the flower boat and we can talk to the candlelight?"
The Oiran girl took the initiative to extend the invitation!
The envious eyes of the crowd and Chu Qi's teeth were on the verge of gnashing.
However, Hua Manlou was speechless.
"Brother Hua, are you really drinking too much?"
Seeing her silent, Su Shi reminded, "That spring night is short, don't make a beautiful woman wait in pain."
Hua Manlou sighed and shook her head, "Beautiful Miss Meng, I do want to spend the night with you, but there's something I have to explain."
"This poem, I didn't write it."
"It was written by Brother Shi beside me this."
Hearing these words, the crowd looked towards Su Hui.
Su Shi wondered, "Brother Hua, what do you mean by that?"
Hua Manlou smiled bitterly and said, "Brother, if it is an ordinary poem, I will accept your help, but this poem of yours is so good that I really cannot afford it."
This was a poem that would be famous for thousands of years, if he claimed it, wouldn't he be the one who deceived the world and stole fame?
Chu Qi frowned slightly, always feeling that this "Brother Shi" seemed to have seen somewhere before.
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning flashed through his mind and he exclaimed, “Su Shi! You are Su Shi, Shengzi of the Devil Path!”
He remembered that he had seen his portrait in his father's study!
"What?"
"Sushi?!"
The whole room is in an uproar!
That demon star, which had not been seen for ten thousand years, was actually right next to them!
Hua Manlou reacted and muttered, “Shi Shu, Su Shi ..... so it really is you! Brother Su, you really cheated me! ”
Su Shi sighed helplessly.
He originally intended to keep a low profile ……
Meng Yue's beautiful eyes rippled in shock as she looked at Su Shi, "So, you are a great hero who saved the city!"
“I've heard about your great achievement and have craved it in my heart. If Mr. Su doesn't mind, I... would like to comb with you..”.
(TLN: Going back to the early chapter, "combing" is the term for a geisha who renounces her virginity, because initially they only sold their art instead of their body)
Beauty often loves a hero.
Moreover, this hero is very handsome!
Even this Oiran girl, who had been dabbling in the world of lust for a long time, her heart was pounding for a while.
Hua Manlou was very sad, "Sister Su please, don't mind me."
Seeing Meng Yue'er's embarrassed and expectant gaze, Su Shi grabbed Chen Qingluan's slender hand and said with a smile, "Sorry, I already have a boyfriend."
