Chapter 39: Celebrity Style
There are many famous poems with the theme of "snow" in the vast ocean of poetry over thousands of years.
Su Xian casually picked out a poem and secretly gave it to Lin Chuan who was looking at him eagerly while the students and celebrities around him were deep in thought.
Lin Chuan took it and looked at it. His hands trembled suddenly, his mouth opened wide, and he secretly glanced at Su Xian with ecstasy on his face.
Su Xian nodded, signaling him not to be too proud.
Writing poems for others is already despised by people, and it would not be a good thing if someone found out.
Lin Chuan responded with his eyes, showing that he knew what was important. He then closed his eyes and pondered for a while, as if he was thinking about something. Finally, he picked up his pen and wrote down the poem on the rice paper, which even he, a "bad student", felt was extremely wonderful.
Su Xian ignored him, paused slightly with the brush in his hand, and the tip of the brush hovered an inch above the rice paper, feeling it was difficult to start writing.
"If I could copy another famous poem about snow, that would be no problem, but I don't want to win the title of the best poet. This time I'm just trying to get by..."
Su Xian fell into deep thought. It was easy to copy a good poem, but it was extremely difficult to copy a bad poem.
After a while, his eyes lit up and he thought to himself, "Got it! If we talk about vulgar poets in the poetry world, I, Zhang Zongchang, am a great god!"
With a thought in mind, Su Xian put pen to paper with a malicious smile and the poem was completed.
Soon, Su Xian and Lin Chuan finished their poems and returned to their original positions. They handed the manuscripts to Miss Bier, the personal maid of Miss Xiaoxian Zi.
By the way, Miss Bier has actually been keeping a close eye on Su Xian's every move.
Su Xian secretly handed the manuscript of the poem to Lin Chuan. She saw it all, but did not shout it out. She just kept it in mind.
Miss Bier knew very well that the purpose of her princess hosting this poetry banquet was to test Su Xian's character, so his poetic talent was not very important.
Moreover, judging from the information collected previously, Su Xian's talent in poetry could only be considered above average, so Miss Bier did not think that he could produce a stunning poem in such a short time.
However, after she got the manuscripts of Su Xian and Lin Chuan's poems, she couldn't help but take a look at them.
She first took out "Lin Chuan's Poetry Manuscript", glanced at it slowly, and then... she couldn't take her eyes away. The surprise in her eyes gradually increased, her mouth slightly opened, and she was stunned.
Then, Miss Bier's chest heaved, her fair face flushed with excitement, and the hand holding the manuscript of the poem trembled slightly.
This is a good poem!
No!
The word "good" alone is not enough to describe the goodness of this poem.
This is a famous piece handed down from generation to generation!
There are no less than dozens of poetry gatherings and banquets hosted by the fairy Miss Zi. As Bi'er is a personal maid, she naturally understands poetry. Through the influence of her surroundings, her appreciation of poetry has reached a considerable level.
She was shocked and glanced at Su Xian imperceptibly.
However, Su Xian was seen sitting at the table... eating like crazy?
"Master Su is truly... a bold and unrestrained person, with the demeanor of a famous scholar!"
Miss Bi'er made a secret comment in her heart.
After carefully reading this famous poem dozens of times, Bier took out the manuscript signed by Su Xian.
With the famous poem just now as an example, she was full of confidence in writing this poem.
However, after just one , the smile on Bier's face froze in an instant, and her eyes were full of surprise and confusion, as well as a little bit of disgust.
What poem is this?
Such vulgar words...
As she stared in amazement, her hands holding the manuscript began to tremble slightly.
But this time it was because she wanted to tear the manuscript into pieces!
She had just seen with her own eyes that the handwriting on the manuscript was indeed Su Xian's own handwriting, and it could not be faked.
But...the two poems were written by the same person, so why are they so different?
With disgust, surprise and confusion, Bier looked up at Su Xian again. Su Xian was still sitting at the table, eating and drinking, with a greasy mouth.
Bi'er's eyebrows slightly raised, and she complained in her heart: "Su Xian is... really vulgar and crude!"
Su Xian naturally didn't know what she was thinking.
Su Xian only knew that the poem he had just given to Lin Chuan was truly a famous piece.
As long as the little fairy Zi girl is not blind, she will choose Lin Chuan as the top poet.
Hehe, Su Xian couldn't help but laugh. Just like that, he got one thousand taels of silver.
One thousand taels of silver is not a small amount.
Cooperating with Liu Huixiang to make stinky tofu can only solve the problem of food and clothing. If you want to get rich quickly, you will need this unexpected money.
At this time, Lin Chuan came over and said with a smile: "Brother Su's poetry talent is better than I thought. That's great. The first place in poetry this must belong to me."
Su Xian waved his greasy hands and whispered, "Don't talk, lest someone hear you."
Lin Chuan nodded quickly, sat up straight, and stopped talking to others, but the smile on his face never faded.
Lin Chuan had even imagined in his mind the scene where Miss Fairy Zi's personal maid, Miss Bi'er, would come up to him and respectfully invite him in for tea.
Little Fairy Zi is a prostitute and doesn't sleep with men. Lin Chuan understands this.
But he felt so happy that he could communicate closely with Miss Xianzi and speak to her.
However, what Lin Chuan probably didn't know was that the top poet had already been decided before the poetry banquet even started.
Lin Chuan's fantasy is just a fantasy after all.
At this time, most of the students and celebrities who had written poems had already submitted their manuscripts and returned to their seats to eat and drink.
At the table in the distance, all the students from the county school were dressed in Confucian robes.
There was one person who was not only toasted and complimented by his classmates, but even the merchants at Su Xian's table came forward with wine glasses in hand to congratulate him on winning the first prize in poetry.
"Master Liu is a man of great talent, and his famous works have been handed down from generation to generation... Compared with Master Liu, my humble poetic talent is like the difference between an oil lamp and the sun."
A merchant held a wine glass, his face flushed, and spoke aloud flattering words, and finally raised his glass and said: "Mr. Liu, please feel free to drink this glass first."
"Brother Liu's poetic talent is beyond doubt. Even the doctor of classics in the county school has praised him, saying that Brother Liu's poetic talent is one of the best in the entire Yingzhou!"
A student in Confucian robes echoed.
“…”
Su Xian and Lin Chuan glanced over there and understood what was going on.
The young master Liu who was flattered and toasted by everyone was named "Liu Ziyun". He was a classmate in the county school and was arrogant and domineering.
Both Su Xian and Lin Chuan have a problem with this guy.
In terms of poetic talent, Liu Ziyun does have some talent, at least he is much better than a poor student like Lin Chuan.
However, the reason why Liu Ziyun was complimented and toasted by everyone was actually because of his identity——
The son of the governor of Yingzhou.
As the saying goes, "A county magistrate ruins a family, and a prefect destroys the entire clan."
The prefect is equivalent to a governor, who holds great power in a state, enough to exterminate an entire family.
The students and merchants present all came forward to flatter and toast Liu Ziyun, wagging their tails. In fact, it was all because of Liu Ziyun's identity as the "son of the governor."
Liu Ziyun's face flushed and he waved his hand.
The people around him fell silent, and it was obvious that Liu Ziyun was about to speak.
However, at this moment, at another table, a middle-aged celebrity with a goatee suddenly snorted coldly.
A sudden cold snort interrupted the words that were about to come out of Liu Ziyun's mouth.
The middle-aged scholar said coldly, "Mr. Liu's poetic talent is only useful in Yingzhou. But Miss Xianzi is from Southern Chen and has great connections with high-ranking officials and powerful families in Shendu. She will not be afraid of Mr. Liu's identity as the son of the governor!"
