I'm the villain in the book

"Wow~"

The small boat carrying half of the Daning poetry world swings a few lanterns and slowly approaches the group of boats in the middle of the lake.

As Su Wu left the shore and entered the lake, the cheering movement of the "fans" on the shore finally gradually subsided and turned into whispers in a small area.

"Sister Xu, that person just now is a poetic saint? He just looks like a bad old man!"

Ignoring the angry eyes around her, Youjia curled her lips, her expression seemed a little disappointed.

Xu Qingwan quickly tugged on her sleeve, and said in a low voice, "Speak softly, so that others won't overhear you."

"But that's how I feel!"

Youjia stood on tiptoe, and looked at Ye Xiaozhou where Wei Changtian was from a distance: "Mr. Wei's poems are also very good, and he looks much more handsome than Su Wu."

"If you want me to say, the name of this poet saint should be changed to Mr. Wei!"

"Sister Xu, do you think so?"

"..."

Hearing this, Xu Qingwan agreed a hundred times in her heart, but she was too embarrassed to agree, and in the end she just blushed and hesitated:

"I-I don't know..."

"Haha, Elder Sister Xu, why are you acting like a different person when you talk about Mr. Wei?"

"W-Where is there..."

"Hahahaha!"

The more You Jia laughed, the happier he was: "In the words of their literati, is this called...uh..."

Seeing Youjia stuck, Xu Qingwan reminded in a low voice: "It's like two different people..."

"Oh~"

Youjia made a long sound: "That's right, it's just like two different people!"

"..."

Being ridiculed repeatedly by You Jia, Xu Qingwan's head lowered lower and lower, her face flushed.

Under such circumstances, of course she couldn't notice Yujia's eyes looking in another direction from time to time.

It was a temporary high platform by the lake, and there seemed to be a man in green robe sitting alone on it.

The green-robed man also saw You Jia, but he only glanced at it, and then turned his head away.

......

This kind of Gaotai Lake is not the only one, most of them are high-ranking officials and wealthy households who have not been invited, but do not want to miss the grand occasion tonight.

It's just that compared to the bustling and brightly lit scenes on other high platforms, this one is indeed a bit different.

Who is sitting on this stage?What is the relationship with Yujia?

Yang Liushi hid in the crowd not far away, and several questions popped up in her mind.

But in any case, one thing is now certain.

That is, Yujia is definitely hiding an ulterior secret.

As for whether this secret is good or bad for Wei Changtian, it is not clear yet, but...

The son said that many people will die tonight.

And Youjia, a female warrior, suddenly became interested in literati's poetry at this time.

In addition, the mysterious person who apparently knew Yujia on the high platform......

Relying on the sixth sense of a woman, oh no, it should be a fox demon, Yang Liushi always feels that You Jia has malicious intentions.

Also looking at Wei Changtian on the lake from a distance, Yang Liushi wished she could run over to explain her discovery to the former.

But she was also afraid that it would ruin Wei Changtian's important affairs.

A trace of worry flashed in her eyes, and Yang Liushi couldn't help whispering anxiously to herself:

"My lord, don't be fooled by that vixen!"

......

Yang Liushi, You Jia, Xu Qingwan... Wei Changtian didn't know what the three women who sneaked in who didn't plan were thinking.

He didn't even notice the three of them at all, his eyes were always on Su Wu.

The much-anticipated boat slowly drifted into the group of boats, and finally docked beside Yan Shuyuan's boat.

Yan Shuyuan wears a white robe, and Su Wu also wears a white robe.

However, when compared at this moment, Yan Shuyuan, who was quite immortal just now, suddenly looked a bit vulgar.

Regardless of appearance and clothing, this is purely a difference in temperament.

It's also a good thing that Su Wu didn't come to lean against Wei Changtian, otherwise Wei Changtian would probably be like a turtle in comparison.

Tsk tsk tsk, or they are "holy".

Wei Changtian shook his head and sighed in his heart, just about to look away.

But at this moment, Qin Yu suddenly whispered something in Su Wu's ear, and pointed his finger towards him.

Ok?

Confirm target?

Is this about revenge?

Wei Changtian frowned very meanly.

In the next second, he saw Su Wu nodded with a smile, and then even cupped his hands at him from afar.

This was the first time Su Wu greeted someone proactively after he appeared.

In an instant, countless eyes immediately focused on it, as if they wanted to see who had such a big face.

As for Wei Changtian himself... After a short period of stupefaction, he quickly returned the salute with his hands in the air.

Regardless of whether Su Wu really has good intentions, or whether he is courteous first and then soldiers, he must do his best.

After three breaths, the two withdrew their hands.

The fairy in the pavilion disappeared at some point, and was replaced by an old man in brocade clothes standing in it.

Everyone stopped talking, and even the shore of the lake was quiet.

"On the second day of the old vegetable picking festival, a bottle of chat to relieve the worries of salary."

"From the beginning of writing poems with wine, the old people talk about romance."

As the old man slowly and loudly recited the first poem that he had written long ago, this year's Spring Dragon Poetry Fair in Shuzhou City finally kicked off.

Chapter 194 Spring Dragon Poetry Club ([-])

The bright moon, stars, candlelight, all kinds of colorful colors are reflected on the calm lake surface, and the golden-tailed carp unique to Sun Moon Lake can be vaguely seen in the water.

It is said that the Sun Moon Lake was transformed from a tear of a certain fairy, and the carp was contaminated with this fairy spirit, which is why they gave birth to golden tails.

But in Wei Changtian's view, even in the world of comprehension, such stories are pure nonsense.

Tears are salty, and Sun Moon Lake is a freshwater lake, so it is absolutely impossible for some fairy tears.

As for why there are golden tail carp?

Obviously, isn't this just biological variation?

As a time traveler, Wei Changtian is still accustomed to using modern scientific thinking to explain some natural phenomena, and in most cases he can indeed explain clearly.

But there are some things that really don't fall under the purview of scientific greats like Einstein or Darwin.

For example, the seemingly invisible but tangible internal force, such as the star scabbard with "space warping technology", such as the mother-of-child jade that seems to be quantum communication...

Another example is the current scene.

......

"Puff-puff-puff!"

The originally calm lake water suddenly rippled, and dozens of carp leaped out of the water, their golden tails swaying with drops of water, as if they were celebrating something.

On the small boat, the man who had just finished reciting the poem had a smug expression on his face.

"The golden carp leaps over the dragon's gate! This poem has been approved by more than ten golden carps!"

"Brother Zhang's poetry is really extraordinary!"

"Follow only wild birds, sing and kill mulberry pickers... This sentence is really excellent!"

"Look, even Su Sheng nodded!"

"..."

As these dozens of carp jumped out of the water and fell down again, there were bursts of discussions inside and outside Sun Moon Lake in an instant, and the words were full of praise and envy.

But Wei Changtian was dumbfounded.

WTF?

The poem written by the man surnamed Zhang just now...was approved by the carp? ? ?

Are you kidding me? ?

But judging from the timing of those golden-tailed carp jumping out and the direction of the tail flick, it really seems to be the case...

Absolutely!

Wei Changtian was dumbfounded for a while, and recalled the poem just now in his mind.

In the spring of 36, there was a fishing line in the autumn river.Followed by wild birds, singing and killing mulberry pickers.

Well, I can only say that it sounds quite catchy.

As for the meaning... I don't understand it at all!

Good guy, my cultural accomplishment is not even as good as a few fish? !

Looking around at the group of literati who were discussing enthusiastically, and Su Wu who nodded with a smile, Wei Changtian felt that he was as out of place as an outsider.

In other words, is this poem really that good?

"Hahaha, this kind of poem dares to show its shame, and it even arouses the golden carps to jump?!"

Suddenly, a young man in a black robe stood up slowly, and laughed loudly amid countless surprised eyes:

"The Daning Poetry Circle looks nothing more than that!"

......

......

The so-called Poetry Festival is actually not too different from the flower appraisal meeting where oirans are selected, and there is somewhat a sense of comparison in it.

The rise of the dragon, Qixi Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, stopping waterlogging, praying for rain... All poetry gatherings, no matter how large or small, must have a big theme, and in order to increase the difficulty, they often set up some more detailed small themes.

The major theme of the Spring Dragon Poetry Club is naturally "Spring", while the minor theme drawn by the man surnamed Zhang just now is "Sorrow".

With the theme of "Spring Sorrow", a stick of incense time becomes a poem.

In the spring of 36, there was a fishing line in the autumn river.Followed by wild birds, singing and killing mulberry pickers.

Although Wei Changtian didn't understand the meaning of this poem, since it can attract the golden carp to jump, it means that it is well written. Even if it can't compete for tonight's leader, it should be regarded as a good work.

However, someone actually made such a sarcasm right now, which immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the audience.

"Who is this man? What does he want?"

"I don't know, I've never seen it before, but I think it must be because I have a problem with Brother Zhang."

"But why did he say that last sentence?!"

"This......"

"..."

If the man in the black robe just said that the poem just now was not good, everyone would not be too surprised.