Datang: Let you supervise the country and become an emperor through the ages

Chapter 377 The Third Poem
After speaking, he picked up the pen.

This time, many people became interested, wanting to see what else Li Fu could write.

After all, his poem just now made everyone have a strong interest in him.

Li Fu thought about it and wrote another poem.

At this time, he thanked his middle school Chinese teacher for forcing him to memorize so many Tang poems and Song poems, so that he had the capital to pretend to be aggressive here.

"Thousands of hammers and tens of thousands of hammers have carved out the deep mountains, and the fire is burning like nothing. Don't be afraid of being smashed into pieces, and you must stay innocent in the world."

"Leave innocence in the world... My God, what a good poem!" After reading it, people praised it one after another.

Then, there was a burst of applause from the crowd.

"Young master is really a great talent!" The old housekeeper also praised.

Such a talent must be kept for the Zhao family, and it will be of great use in the future.

Li Fu continued to smile modestly and said, "Not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning."

This time, it was undoubtedly Li Fu who continued to win the competition, and the old butler directly gave Li Fu ten taels of gold, which was regarded as a reward for the winner this time.

Seeing that yellow gold, those literati and refined scholars are not to mention how envious they are.

The old butler cheerfully walked onto the stage and announced: "Next, we will enter the third round of competition, which is the last round of today."

After hearing this, everyone gathered around one after another, listening curiously to what the housekeeper had to say.

"The last question is a question that you are all good at." The old housekeeper put it off first.

Seeing that everyone was interested, he continued, "This question is about making a love poem."

"Love poetry?" Everyone said in surprise.

Many people were dumbfounded. They didn't expect that the last question turned out to be a love poem.

Many people began to pinch their chins, racking their brains and starting to conceive.

After all, that Li Fu stole the limelight in the previous two rounds, this time, they all held back their energy and wanted to steal the limelight back.

After thinking for a long time, no one started to write.

This love poem is said to be easy to write, but it is even more difficult to write it into people's hearts.

In addition, there are many young talents present who have never experienced the relationship between men and women, so it is even more difficult to write love poems.

They can only use some novels they have read as material, and they cannot experience it from life at all.

After the old butler made the announcement, he sat down on the wicker chair by himself.

Although he squinted his eyes, his eyes kept falling on Li Fu.

After all, among this group of people, only Li Fu interested him, and the others disappointed him so much that he was not interested in observing them at all.

At this time, Li Fu was standing there, thinking quietly.

As if the noise around him had nothing to do with him, the old housekeeper admired this calm attitude.

Soon, the work of a cup of tea passed, and no one started to write.

In fact, some people have ideas now, but they were all suppressed by Li Fu before and now they don't dare to make a fool of themselves first.

Seeing that the time was almost up, the old housekeeper asked Li Fu, "Young master, what can you think?"

Li Fu smiled when he heard this and said, "Yes, I will write it right away."

After all, after studying for so many years, although I don’t memorize many love poems, there are still a few that I can use.

As soon as the other people heard that Li Fu had an idea, they all surrounded him.

The old housekeeper was also very happy, and directly handed over the pen to Li Fu, and said, "Please write."

He is also looking forward to it. It can be said that it is a kind of enjoyment to be able to appreciate Li Fu's poems later.

Li Fu took the pen and began to write on the paper.

……

Inside the Zhao Mansion.

The little maid ran into the backyard holding a blank piece of paper.

"Miss, look at the second poem written by that young man!"

Zhao Xinling's eyes lit up, and he asked, "Was that poem written by that man named Li Fu?"

"That's right, that's right." The little maid said with a smile.

Zhao Xinling immediately became happy. She read Li Fu's first poem just now and was overwhelmed by this man's talent.

So she jumped up and quickly took the poem. She couldn't wait to appreciate it.

The servant girl handed the poem to Zhao Xinling, and then ran out quickly to get Li Fu's third poem.

After finishing the second poem, Zhao Xinling was still in that artistic conception.

And at this moment, the little maid ran in yelling again.

"Miss, look quickly, this is the third poem written by Mr. Li Fu!"

Zhao Xinling was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that this Li Fu was not only talented, but also the speed of composing poems could be called super fast.

After receiving the third poem, Zhao Xinling started reading it.

"It's hard to see each other, and it's hard to say goodbye. The east wind is weak and the flowers are gone. The spring silkworms will die when they die, and the wax torch will turn into ashes and tears will dry."

"Dawn Mirror, but the clouds are changing, and the moonlight is cold when you sing at night. There are no many ways to go to Pengshan, and the blue bird is eager to visit."

"Oh my God..." After reading this poem, Zhao Xinling didn't know what words to use to praise her.

She just admired Li Fu's talent before, but now, she is also infected by Li Fu's affection.

Now Zhao Xinling wished to meet this Li Fu immediately, and wanted to see what kind of genius he was.

"Where are Li Fu and others?" Zhao Xinling asked hurriedly after reading.

Normally, no matter how famous someone is, Zhao Xinling would not bother to meet her.

But this time, she almost couldn't bear it anymore.

She must meet this Li Fu.

When the servant girl heard the words, she replied: "Mr. Li Fu was brought into the mansion by the old housekeeper, it seems that he is going to see the master."

Zhao Xinling nodded and went directly to the main hall.

If he wanted to see his father, he must be in this place, so Zhao Xinling ran in that direction without any hesitation.

But unexpectedly, before she could take a few steps, she saw her father Zhao Shengnian approaching.

"Dad, why are you here?" Zhao Xinling was stunned and asked.

After asking, she found that her father seemed a little unhappy.

"Father, where is Mr. Li Fu? Didn't you go to see him?" Zhao Xinling continued to ask.

Hearing his daughter's question, Zhao Shengnian got angry and said, "Hmph, I thought I could take this kid under my family."

"But guess what, he came to my Zhao's house just to buy a few cattle, he really pissed me off!"

"It's a pity that I went to the main hall to meet him just now, but this kid asked me to buy a cow. Tell me, did he come to humiliate me on purpose!"

Zhao Xinling couldn't laugh or cry when she heard this and saw her father's angry face, she didn't know what to say.

(End of this chapter)