Villain: He was reversed by the legendary female general at the beginning

"Hahaha, brother Li, please!"

Gu Xinghe laughed, then stretched out his left hand, bent slightly and said to Li Yi.

"If that's the case, then I'm welcome."

Seeing Gu Xinghe like this, Li Yi opened his mouth and said directly, he has very strong confidence in his own strength.

So seeing Gu Xinghe asking him to speak first at this moment, he didn't make any tweaks.

"The name of this poem of mine is Shuangtian Xiaojiao."

Li Yi saluted Gu Xinghe first, and then said calmly.

"Please." Gu Xinghe smiled and stretched out his hand slightly, letting Li Yi continue.

"Return to the wine, break the willows before the wind. If you ask about the mood of the flowers, it seems like that day, how can it be possible."

"Hugh is thin because of the west wind, drinking heavily and scratching his head frequently. Since ancient times, bluebottles and white jade have been arranged by heaven."

Li Yi finished speaking slowly, and after the audience listened quietly, some people showed surprise. Obviously, in their opinion, this poem is very good.

Gu Xinghe also nodded slightly after hearing it. Although he didn't feel that there was anything particularly good about this poem, he still had to do something about his superficial attitude.

After thinking of this, Gu Xinghe immediately started clapping his hands, and at the same time said in his mouth.

"That's right, that's right. You deserve to be called a genius in poetry. Brother Li is indeed a great talent."

"Okay, okay, Brother Gu is joking, this is just a random thing, it's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning!"

After Gu Xinghe heard it, his eyes narrowed slightly, that guy was really capable of pretending, mainly because he did it casually, and Gu Xinghe directly killed him.

Although he didn't believe it in his heart, Gu Xinghe still put on a surprised look on the surface.

"Brother Li is indeed a great talent, I really admire him."

"Hehe, it's Brother Gu's turn next, please."

After Gu Xinghe heard it, he searched in his mind, he had to get him a big one, and soon he thought of one.

"My word card is called Poppies."

"Oh, is it about beauties?"

"Hehe, brother Li still didn't get to the bottom of it."

Li Yi was slightly taken aback when he heard it, shook his head with a smile, and didn't speak.

"Poppy, such a ci brand name sounds a bit superficial at first glance, but my guess is really good."

"Yeah, I didn't expect that Gu Xinghe was also a vulgar person."

"I don't agree with this. Fenghuaxueyue, who doesn't love? I think this Gu Xinghe should also be a man of temperament."

The people below started discussing after hearing the three words Yumeiren. Generally speaking, the names of Cipai are more elegant.

There are also people who write poems about beauties, but they will definitely not be included in that ranking. They will be despised by others. There are very few people like Gu Xinghe who directly use poppies as the name of their lyrics.

Gu Xinghe also heard everyone's discussion, but he just smiled and ignored him, the more they didn't believe Gu Xinghe, the happier Gu Xinghe was.

This way the sense of contrast is too great, it will lead to controversy, there will be heat, for Gu Xinghe, there are only advantages and no disadvantages.

"When is the spring flower and autumn moon? How many do you know about the past? The small building was blown by the east wind last night, and the homeland can't bear to look back in the moonlight."

"The carved railings and jade bricks should still be there, but Zhu Yan has changed. I ask you how much you can worry, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward."

Gu Xinghe spit out dozens of words slowly, and when he just finished speaking, the audience fell silent, and no one discussed any more.

After reading the whole poem, everyone couldn't help but feel that this poem is a masterpiece!

Phantoms appeared around Gu Xinghe again, this time an imperial palace appeared, it should be in the back garden.

But everything looks desolate and beautiful, giving people a feeling of withered beauty.

"I think everyone here should be able to understand the meaning of this poem."

After Gu Xinghe said this sentence, everyone below came to their senses. The meaning expressed in this poem is beyond words, and everyone present is also educated literati, so understanding this poem is naturally easy.

"Spring flowers bloom and fall, autumn moon waxes and wanes, life is short, so many things in the past become empty in a blink of an eye, good! good!"

Some people in the audience couldn't help but marvel, the artistic conception of this poem is so beautiful, it is heartbreakingly beautiful.

Now they also understood why Gu Xinghe used Poppy as the title of his poem.

Gu Xinghe smiled slightly without explaining, but just set his eyes on Li Yi.

Seeing the smile on Gu Xinghe's face, Li Yi clenched his hands tightly. He is extremely talented in poetry and has attracted the attention of the world since he was a child.

He has never lost in all such games, but this time, there is no other way.

……

In the pavilion, Jiang Wan'er, who was still inside Chuhe, also seemed a little excited after hearing Gu Xinghe's poem, her little face was slightly rosy.

"Brother Chu, this song Yu Meiren is very good!"

"It's really good, but I also have it here."

Chu He looked at Jiang Wan'er and said with a smile, Meiren Yu was quite popular in her previous life.

"really?"

Jiang Wan'er didn't believe Chuhe's words, not only she didn't believe it, but also the other people in the room were shocked when they heard Chuhe's words.

Li Bai even stopped drinking, and looked straight at Chuhe. Even Zhang Tiance became interested and turned his head slightly.

Su Muqing, who was massaging him behind Chuhe, whispered after hearing this.

"Brother Chu, then you should say one too."

"No hurry, Wan'er, do you believe it or not?"

"Well, this..."

"Not to mention anything else, let's make a bet."

Seeing Jiang Wan'er like this, Chu He knew that she didn't believe her. Chu He was not surprised. After all, he didn't look like someone who was interested in poetry.

"Brother Chu, tell me."

Jiang Wan'er spoke in a low voice, as thin as a mosquito's language.

"If the words I said are on the same level as Gu Xinghe's, then you have to promise me one thing unconditionally, if not, I promise you one thing, how about it?"

"Anything?"

"Yes." Chuhe nodded seriously.

"Then who judges the winner?"

"You judge."

"Well, that's fine."

Jiang Wan'er nodded slightly, then looked at Chuhe with wide eyes curiously.