Douluo Continent

"Okay, first of all, as a qualified bodyguard, you must not only be strong, but also have a certain amount of talent."

"I will find you someone who is good at reciting poems and writing poems. The first test is to write poems."

"Ding, system mission: win the poetry competition, shock everyone, successfully reward god-level acting skills, 300 points."

"——Report, Your Majesty."

"Asshole, what's wrong?"

"The master of Qibao Glazed Sect is here."

"Oh, Sect Leader Ning is here, why don't you invite me soon?"

"Yes."

Then the guard resigned and informed Ning Fengzhi to leave.

"Ning Fengzhi is here, forget it, it won't affect my plan anyway." Yuan Fuyu and Qian Renxue thought at the same time.

I saw two people walking slowly from the entrance of the palace.

One of them has a face like a crown jade, a straight nose and a square mouth. He has an elegant and gentle appearance and is dressed in a pure white robe.He looks about 40 years old, with soft eyes, and looks like an ordinary person.Her smooth black hair was spread down her back, and everything looked so casual, without any pretense.

The other one looks like an old man, wearing a spotless snow-white robe, with white beard and hair. His long silver hair is neatly combed behind his back. He has a simple appearance, his face is as delicate as a baby, his expression is very indifferent, and his eyes seem to be unable to see the surroundings. Like nothing, he just stood there quietly and didn't speak.

But he just stood there, but he still gave people a feeling that everything in the world is the only one.Chen Xin's voice was like a sharp knife, cutting everyone's heart.

"The Master of the Qibao Glazed Sect meets Your Majesty," Ning Feng said with a slight bow to me.

But the Sword Douluo behind him did not move. After all, Titled Douluo cannot be insulted. He is a level 60 Soul Emperor and is not worthy of bowing to him, even if he is the Great Emperor.

Emperor Xue Ye didn't say anything after seeing it, he was already used to it.

"Haha, Sect Master Ning, there is no need to be so polite."

"Some etiquette still needs to be said, but it seems that you still have something to deal with here. I wonder if I need to avoid it."

"No, no, let me tell you, this is what happened."

Then Emperor Xueye told Ning Fengzhi the cause and effect of the matter.

"Oh, there is such an interesting thing." Ning Fengzhi smiled.

Then Ning Fengzhi turned his head to Yuan Fuyu.

"You must be the young man His Majesty is talking about. Your next test is to compose poetry, right? In this way, I will select a person of your age from the Qibao Glazed Sect to compete with you. I will be the referee, and Your Majesty and How about you ministers being witnesses?"

"Zong Master Ning doesn't have to be like this. You can choose anyone you want, or even play yourself."

"Oh, well, since you said so, I won't bully you. I'll just choose one of them who writes good poems to compare with you."

"can."

"Well, come here and ask someone to bring Ning Zhao over." Ning Fengzhi said to a guard.

"Little brother, Ning Zhao is very famous in our sect for his poetry. Be careful."

"This will stop Sect Master Lao Ning from worrying."

Having said that, Yuan Fuyu thought in his heart:

"System, does the system store sell a complete collection of ancient poems?"

"Ding, yes."

""Complete Collection of Ancient Chinese Poetry": 200 points"

""300 Tang Poems": 100 points"

""The Complete Collection of Song Ci": 100 points"

……

"It's so cheap, system, I want to buy "The Complete Collection of Ancient Chinese Poems""

"Ding, the purchase is successful. "The Complete Collection of Ancient Chinese Poems" has been instilled into the host's mind in the form of knowledge."

Suddenly, thousands of poems appeared in Yuan Fuyu's mind, but fortunately his spiritual sea was strong, so he received them easily this time without any pain.

Not long after, the man named Ning Zhao arrived at the palace.

On the way here, the guard had already explained the matter clearly to him, and he wasn't too surprised.

The opponent is just a little kid, maybe I can't beat him in a battle.

But he had been addicted to poetry for more than 30 years, how could a little kid win him over? He didn't believe that Yuan Fuyu was so powerful.

After Ning Fengzhi saw the people arriving, he thought for a while: "Then the first test will be based on wine, and we will compose a poem within a stick of incense."

Wine is a must-have for literati and elegant people. It is deeply involved in all aspects of life. It is drunk for joy and sorrow, for life and for death.

Taking wine as the subject is the easiest and the hardest.

The simplicity is that everyone has a feeling, and even must have written relevant verses before.It is difficult to say that it is because there are too many people writing it, and it is difficult to write well.

Ning Zhao pondered for a while, then directly raised his hands and said: "Your Majesty, I have already obtained this song."

"Read and listen."

Ning Zhao coughed slightly and chanted: "He Lang is facing the Du family flowers in the tide. He sings loudly at the beginning of the morning, not early in the morning. The scenery is so beautiful that there are no two ears, and the bamboo wind is tired of blowing high in the new year. The ears are always singing to capture, and tonight the autumn is extended to pay homage to the holy pilgrimage." . The noun "rippling waves" means "hands holding hands" to amuse jade friends while they sit and cook lamb. "

Huh?

He does have some skills.

Some ministers in the palace were nodding. The poem written by Ning Zhao was quite good.

And it's more of a boast.

"Good! What a poem, what a poem!"

"Ning Zhao's talent is truly well-deserved. I can't wait to impress him. I admire him!"

The Emperor Xue Ye on the side let out a long sigh when he heard this. There was nothing he could do about it. Ning Zhao was indeed very accomplished in poetry. Yuan Fuyu should have lost this round.

Xue Qinghe glanced at Yuan Fuyu, with a hint of regret in his eyes: It's a pity, he probably can't win this match.

Qian Renxue, who was behind Xue Qinghe, looked at Yuan Fuyu with curious eyes. In her opinion, Yuan Fuyu should be under unprecedented pressure at this time, and he should be panicking.

But Yuan Fuyu didn't show any emotion. He was still neither humble nor arrogant, neither impatient nor impetuous, with a calm expression on his face.

This made her very curious, not knowing why he was so calm.

Qian Renxue also knew how to recite poems and compose poems. She knew that the poems written by this man named Ning Zhao were very good.

Yuan Fuyu seemed to sense something and turned to Qian Renxue with a smile, as if to tell him not to worry.

When Qian Renxue saw Yuan Fuyu's eyes turning towards her, she suddenly panicked and turned her eyes elsewhere.

Naturally, this move could not be hidden from Ning Fengzhi and Emperor Xueye who were present, but they didn't care much about it.

Ning Fengzhi said: "Little brother, it's your turn to compose a poem."

Yuan Fuyu smiled faintly: "In that case, I will show my shame."

After saying that, he took out a bottle of wine from his storage ring, took a big sip and then chanted loudly:

"Will be drinking."

"You don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and not returning. You don't see the bright mirror in the high hall, sad and white hair, the morning is like blue silk and the evening turns into snow.

Life is full of joy, and don't let the golden bottle face the moon.I was born to be useful, and I will come back when my daughter is gone. "

Just these few words made everyone in the field show shocking eyes, everyone stared at him blankly, and even their breathing was a little stagnant.

Under the dull gazes of everyone, Yuan Fuyu continued to sing:

"It is fun to cook sheep and slaughter cows, and the meeting has to drink three hundred cups. Master Cen, Danqiu Sheng, will drink wine, and the cups should not be stopped.

A song with Junge, please listen to me.