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Liu Yuanhui didn't care what the two little girls thought.

After driving Lu Dingbian away, he knew that the people in the Poetry Club were not able to accept him.

He turned his head and looked at the crowd and said: "I know that everyone here has some misunderstandings about me, Liu Yuanhui, but Huayuan Pavilion is organizing a poetry meeting, and there is no rule that Liu Yuanhui, I, must not participate, unless the master of Huayuan Pavilion personally sends me Expelled, otherwise I have the right to be here! Can you tell me yes or no?"

"You prodigal son doesn't know Chinese characters. Don't think you can stay here just because you taught a young man a lesson. Here you will only bring shame to the Liu family!" Shangguan Jing said.

At the same time, many people agreed, after all, this is a poetry meeting, a place for literati and elegant guests to communicate.

A dandy boy with some questionable IQ is certainly not worthy of staying here!

"How does Brother Shangguan know that I can't read Chinese characters?" Yuan Hui asked.

"That's what is said in the streets and alleys. Why, do you think you don't recognize it?" Shangguan replied respectfully.

"Hearing is false and seeing is believing. Brother Shangguan doesn't know this, right?" Liu Yuanhui said with a faint smile.

"You, Liu Yuanhui, are known to everyone in Bianliang to be a good-for-nothing and a prodigal son. How can you show this?" Shangguan Jing sneered.

Liu Yuanhui took a deep breath and replied: "Since Brother Shangguan wants to see is believing, why not give me a test and let me leave convinced?"

"You really won't give up until you reach the Yellow River! Bring me the Four Treasures of the Study!"

Shangguan Jing planned to make Liu Yuanhui look embarrassed and then tell him to get out as soon as possible.

"Brother Shangguan, what you said is wrong. The Yellow River is less than ten miles north of Bianliang. How can we talk about giving up? Why don't you and I take the Yellow River as the topic and write an article each? We are all well-educated people. Let's talk about it later. How about everyone tasting it?"

Regarding poetry, Liu Yuanhui felt that he had studied ancient poetry for five thousand years. Could it be that he was still no better than an ancient person?

At this moment, he was full of confidence and his face said "Back off! I'm going to start showing off!"

"Although Shangguan is good at painting, he also knows a little about poetry. He is more than good enough to compete with you! If Shangguan loses, I will take off my clothes and jump into the Bian River!"

Shangguan Jing didn't take Liu Yuanhui seriously at all.

Two bamboo desks face each other, and the four treasures of the study are placed on each side.

Liu Yuanhui has an extraordinary memory since he was a child, and his name as a child prodigy is not for nothing.

Just thinking about it, countless poems about the Yellow River appeared in his mind!

Shangguan Jing was still thinking about it, but he had already chosen a poem by Xie Zhen, a poet from the Ming Dynasty. He was thinking about borrowing and borrowing, hoping that Mr. Xie would not blame him, and then wrote quickly:

The road leads out of Daliang City, and the Guanhe River is clear at dawn.

The sun moves over the dragon's cave, and the wind sweeps the geese across the sand.

Leaning on the sword to sigh about life experience, Zhang Fan expresses his travel sentiments.

I don't know where I am, and I can hear singing in the sky.

Liu Yuanhui mentioned the title of the poem: "Crossing the Yellow River", and signed the letter below: Liu Yuanhui

Complete it in one go, without changing a word.

"In my spare time, I once took a boat trip on the Yellow River. I would like to express my shame by writing a sentimental piece here!"

After Liu Yuanhui finished speaking, he slapped the pen on the case, picked up the masterpiece and handed it to the crowd in the room for circulation.

Shangguan Jing, who was opposite, couldn't see the characters clearly, but he could see Liu Yuanhui's calligraphy clearly. This was regular script comparable to the calligrapher Yan Zhenqing of the Tang Dynasty!

Shangguan Jing held the pen that had not yet been dipped in ink in his hand and looked at the work opposite him. He had forgotten how he screamed ten minutes ago.

This... this person can actually write such quatrains!

Everyone present was amazed when they saw such a stunning work, and immediately looked at this prodigal son with admiration!

"I lost! I am convinced!"

Shangguan Jing looked at the poem, gritted his teeth, turned around and jumped from the window into the Bian River.

Liu Yuanhui grabbed his sleeve.

"It's just a joke. Brother Shangguan, you don't have to be like this. I offended you that day, so I apologize!"

Shangguan Jing did not expect Liu Yuanhui to be so generous and was immediately stunned.

He didn't expect that Liu Yuanhui, a fool, could not only write poems, but also be so broad-minded...

Could it be that he really misunderstood him in the past?

After a long while, he took a deep breath and returned to Liu Yuanhui: "I was biased before. What happened that day... is in the past, so I won't pursue it anymore. You and I will be good friends from now on!"

Liu Yuanhui breathed a sigh of relief and finally helped the original owner wipe his butt clean.

Fortunately, his parents forced him to practice calligraphy when he was a child, otherwise he would definitely not be able to show off today!

"It's an honor for me to be friends with Brother Shangguan," he said, looking at Li Tang who was looking overjoyed and said, "Brother Li said that Brother Shangguan paints on weekdays, and I just saw that you brought one with you. I suddenly asked, "Can you Give it to me as a collection?" Liu Yuanhui said and took out ten taels of silver.

"My little brother made a mistake just now and it offended me a lot. Brother Liu can just take it if he wants to. Don't mention the money again!"

Just as he was talking, suddenly, a boy came down from upstairs.

When he saw Liu Yuanhui, he said: "Master Liu, my master has invited me..."