"Five young men, please sit down!"

After Su Wan and the other two took their seats, Zhang Manager Zhang looked at them with a smile and said, "Welcome to the five young masters to participate in the arena competition in our Jinghua Building. The rule on the first floor is literary fight. The so-called literary fight is naturally poetry, songs and other things."

Manager Zhang smiled and looked at the five people and continued: "The champion of this game is Mr. Wen Tao from our Jinghua Building!"

"Young Master Wen Tao?" When the onlookers heard the four words, they all widened their eyes and opened their mouths, their faces full of disbelief.

Everyone in Luohe City knows that the ring matches of Jinghua Tower, every game, and every floor are different people.

But all the champions are famous all over the world. For example, this time, the champion of the first floor, Mr. Wen Tao, was the former Grand Tutor of the Daliang Kingdom.

He is talented and amazing. He is the champion of the poetry and prose competition jointly held by various countries in the Yuanxiu continent ten years ago. He is known as Master Wen Tao.

Young Master Wen Tao recited poetry and books at the age of three, practiced calligraphy and painting at the age of five, wrote like a god at the age of seven, became the youngest top scholar in the Daliang Kingdom at the age of three, and was named the Taifu by the Emperor of Daliang Kingdom at the age of seventeen, and went to his mansion in person and brought him into the palace.

Such a legendary figure, a famous child prodigy in Daliang Kingdom, and the youngest Taifu in the entire Yuanxiu continent. Although he served as Taifu, he is only twenty-seven years old.

He is handsome and beautiful again, I don’t know how many women in the boudoir are dreaming.

After a while, a handsome man in a dark blue brocade robe walked out from behind. He had a handsome eyebrows and a gentle and elegant look on his body.

He was over eight feet tall and had a kind and gentle smile. Seeing everyone smiling slightly, he leaned over and bowed: "As for Wentao, please give me some advice to the champion of the first floor arena competition in Jinghua Tower this time!"

Su Wan and the other two stood up together: "Please give me some advice!"

After both sides sat down, Wen Tao smiled and glanced at the five people, then said with a smile: "The first floor of the literary fight is divided into three parts. You are the five of you participating in the competition together, but here, you can only come out alone to participate in this literary fight!"

Wendou has always been a fair one-on-one event. Either five people come alone and participate one by one, but the winners they face are also different.

But in that case, it will take five consecutive days. Because the Jinghualou ring competition only has one competition a day.

The five people didn't speak. Su Wan checked the rules before coming. She wanted to get to the fourth floor as soon as possible, so she would not wait any longer.

Before he could speak, he heard Bai Qifei laughing maliciously: "Jun Qing, the first level is the easiest among the third level, so you should do it!"

Bai Qilie had a gentle smile between his eyebrows: "Yes, Junqing, you are the youngest, you can come first!"

Sikong Jingcheng and Lian Bi didn't say anything. It seemed that neither of them was going to take action at this level.

Su Wan wanted her to come, but now everyone agreed. She smiled and nodded: "He Junqing, I hope Mr. Wentao will give me more guidance!"

Seeing that it was a 14 or 15-year-old boy, Wen Tao's smile became even gentler: "The first part of the three parts in the literary fight is compared with poetry and songs! Each person wrote three poems on the spot, and three beats and two won!"

"This time the title of poetry is based on wine, and I wrote a poem!" Looking at Su Wan, Wen Tao smiled: "Wen Tao is not talented, I will present a poem first!"

"If the ants in the Wu family are still floating, they will fall to the white jade cup and stop. If they do not like wine in spring, they should be able to get rid of the sorrow of spring."

It’s just spring that is coming soon, and the trees on both sides of the river outside the window have just sprouted tender buds. Wen Tao’s poems not only focus on wine, but also just respond to the beautiful scenery at this moment.

After saying that, Wen Tao looked at Su Wan with a smile, and her face seemed to be smiling, but the smug look in her eyes was not concealed.

In his eyes, He Junqing was only a 14 or 15-year-old boy. His poem was actually just a temptation.

He wanted to see, what ability does this young man have to pass the level here?

Su Wan looked at Wen Tao with a smile on her eyebrows, and did not ignore the pride in his eyes and the flash of contempt. Originally, she wanted to take it slowly and use some more plain poems to pass it off.

But looking at the contempt in Wentao's eyes, thinking that he was the son and daughter of Great China at least. Although he had reached a different time and space, he could not let others look down on him so much.

With the corner of his lips curled, Su Wan smiled and said, "In the past, in Chang'an, the five marquis and seven nobles were drunk with a glass of wine. The shore shook the Ling Fengshi in front of the wind, and the romantic and romantic people were willing to fall behind others."

When everyone heard Su Wan's poem, the entire first floor was silent in an instant. Even the other four people sitting in the row with Su Wan looked at her with strange eyes.

Su Wan felt that her side face was about to be burned by the eyes of Bai Qilie and Bai Qifei beside her, and she couldn't help swallowing.

It is worthy of being a poem by Li Da who spit out half of the prosperous Tang Dynasty in one mouthful. It has an extraordinary influence. Su Wan could imagine that Li Da was free and romantic when he made this poem back then, and he could also think of the surprised look of everyone looking at him.

Wen Tao looked at Su Wan and various thoughts flashed through his mind. Although this young man was young, even his poems were shocked.

Not only did she reveal her identity and status in Chang'an, but she also revealed the various royal relatives and nobles she met, which shows that her identity is unusual.

Not only that, his own poems are sensible. However, this poem by He Junqing directly touches on the fun of drinking.

Literary and poets, drinking among flowers, aren’t they just a romantic constitution? The storm of the shore shakes the spirit of the warriors, and the romantic is willing to fall behind others.

Just these two sentences can show the open-minded and romantic attitude of the drinking person. The boy had a stunning and good look, and now he had a lazy chuckling on the corners of his lips...

Wen Tao no longer dared to be careless. He looked at Su Wan and said gently: "The artistic conception of Mr. He's poem is beyond the meaning of Wen Tao's knowledge!"

Su Wan nodded with a smile: "Young Master Wentao has been awarded too much!"

Wen Tao smiled and said, "Wen Tao still starts with the second poem first, and still uses wine as the title, but adds the same artistic conception, and writes poems by drinking wine on the moonlit night."

Looking at Su Wan, Wen Tao did not dare to underestimate the enemy. He glanced at everyone, narrowed his eyes slightly, and slowly said: "I am victorious in my heart and let go of my sorrow, and I lie drunk and the cool breeze blows on the autumn autumn. I wake up in the middle of the night, and a slanted moon reaches the head of the bed."

"Young Master Wen Tao, good poems!" A middle-aged man said with a gentle temperament: "Based on the moonlit night, I woke up in the middle of the night, and a slanted moon came to the head of the bed!"

It was the case, Su Wan smiled. When she thought about what she wanted to steal, a trace of loneliness flashed through her eyes, she quickly lowered her eyes, and her voice was faint:

When will the moon come in the blue sky? I will stop drinking and ask:

People cannot get the bright moon, but the moon is following people?

As bright as a flying mirror approaches the Dan Palace, the green smoke disappears and the clear light is shining?

But when I saw Xiao coming from the sea, I knew that he was still in the clouds?

The white rabbit pounds medicine and falls back to spring. Who is Chang'e's neighbor?

People today do not see the moon in ancient times, but the moon once shines on the ancients.

The ancients and modern people were like flowing water, and they all looked at the bright moon.

I only hope that when singing and drinking, the moonlight shines in the golden cup.

After reciting the poem, Su Wan took the tea placed on the table next to her, lowered her head and drank a small sip. She looked unpredictable in her eyes.
Chapter completed!