My Cold And Beautiful Wife Chapter 1978

1978

Ye Fan blanked out for a moment, then immediately laughed in embarra.s.sment: "Xiao Xue, why are you asking this? I told you already, I forgot about it … "

Su Qingxue blinked and said, "I believe that the woman that my husband has taken a fancy to is not that simple either. We will know soon enough …"

"My princess, why do you keep thinking about that Qing'er? Don't tell me you're jealous?" Ye Fan smiled mischievously.

Su Qingxue glanced at the man and poured a gla.s.s of wine for Ye Fan.

"Husband, you should drink and watch the dance. I'm not that petty …"

As he was speaking, the women on the stage had already started to come up with all sorts of different styles.

Five people in a row, one after the other, were dancing in all directions. Some were charming, some were playful, some were graceful, and some were elegant. Their styles were completely different.

Many of the scholars present had their eyes glued to the scene.

In particular, some poor scholars did not have the opportunity to see so many beautiful women on a daily basis. Some of them even blushed when they saw this.

Many of the women on the stage also threw flirty glances at these scholars and took the initiative to tease them.

Especially at the spot where the Su Painting Fan sat, the number of bewitching eyes he received was innumerable.

However, Su Mo's fan had a calm and composed expression. With a smile on his face, he admired the dance as if no one was able to disturb his state of mind.

This easygoing elegance made some of the scholars present secretly exclaim in admiration at him.

A pair of pitiful and resentful eyes shot out from the dancers and landed on Ye Fan's body.

Ye Fan also felt it, but he pretended not to notice. After all, Gu Qing was not someone who was easy to deal with. Ye Fan knew that this woman was only pretending!

However, although Gu Qing's gaze did not cause any reaction from Ye Fan, Su Qingxue noticed it.

"Darling …" That girl is so beautiful, and she's been looking at you all this time. Su Qingxue asked.

"Is there? "I didn't see it, my princess is so beautiful, I can't stand another woman in my eyes." Ye Fan said seriously.

"My husband would make fun of me …" Su Qingxue felt helpless, but she began to carefully observe Gu Qing.

Finally, the performance of the song came to an end, and the dance also stopped.

The fifty or so women partic.i.p.ating in the Courtesan Belle selection all took out their exquisite flower tokens, walked around the stage once, and then left after expressing their thanks.

Looking at the nameplate, Su Qingxue's eyes immediately lit up and she smiled: "As expected, she is Qing`er, hubby … This woman seems to be obsessed with you. "

Ye Fan gave a stiff smile and said, "No problem, drink..." "Drink …"

Lifting his cup, Ye Fan finished it in one gulp.

He had just drunk this wine yesterday, and it was the Thousand Day Drunk. It seemed that Lin Langs.h.i.+ was truly extraordinary for him to be able to use such expensive wine.

"Big brother, you don't have to drink as much as you want. You still need to write poems later. Although alcohol can help you enjoy yourself, you can't be greedy either!"

"A toast!" Sunless reminded him.

"What poem? "I already said that I'm just here to join in on the fun …" Ye Fan waved his hand.

His goal for the evening was very clear. He would leave once he saw the show. After that, the Courtesan Belle selection had nothing to do with him. This way, he would be able to pa.s.s the test safely.

Ye s.h.i.+qing pouted, looking unhappy. She had no other choice but to deal with Ye Fan.

At this time, Tutor Zhang stood up and said loudly: "Everyone, we will gather at Lin Lang s.h.i.+ Club again today. This old one offers a toast to all of you …"

Hundreds of people in the audience rose to their feet one after another. Along with the Qi King, they drank wine with Tutor Zhang. "Grand Tutor Xie …"

After Zhang ShengLi finished his toast, he said, "Among you all, there are some who have come several times and some who are here for the first time this year.

However, the rules of the poetry meet were clearly written on the invitation card, so everyone should be well versed in it.

This old one dares, so I shall start with the first topic of tonight's poem, which is... It's going to be that dance song from a moment ago! "

When these words were spoken, at least half of the people present sank into confusion.

"Dance music? What is that song? "

"Could this be a dance song?"

Just as everyone was guessing, a voice said clearly, "The song just now was called 'Tens of thousands of emotions'. It was written by the composer Zhang s.h.i.+ over 1300 years ago.

It was a story about a girl who missed her lover from afar. Although it was pleasant to listen to, it was actually filled with deep feelings and was extremely touching …

I presume that the topic of Tutor Zhang should be 'love between a man and a woman' … "

"Haha …" "As expected of the Imperial City's number one genius, his words are true." Zhang Sheng smiled and nodded.

The audience once again let out exclamations of surprise and admiration for Su Shufan's vast knowledge. Although many people could hear it, the fact that Su Shufan dared to say it out loud first was a sign of confidence.

After the question was revealed, a waiter holding a box walked in front of Tutor Zhang.

Tutor Zhang reached out his hand, took out a namelist and read: "Flying Sand City, Hundred Li Qing Tian... Hehe, looks like you're a genius from the Baili family. I'll leave this first question to you! "

In the second row, a man wearing a black embroidered robe stood up and cupped his hands, "Bai Li Qing Tian greets his fellow disciples … "Since I've made a fool of myself, I shall compose a poem with lovesick …"

Baili Qing Tian thought for a while, and then confidently recited: "The elders are endless, drinking to their heart's content." Before the noise, there was no stopping the cold. The bed comes to old son Yudheng...... "

While he was reciting, Ye Danchen and the other customers who had recorded the information were quickly recording it down. Everyone had written down a version for fear that they would miswrite it.

They would record the poems and send them directly to a group of respectable scholars' teachers for evaluation and give each scholar a final score.

After saying this, the crowd immediately applauded and many people applauded.

After Baili Qingtian sat down, the scholar in front of him stood up once more.

"Xiao Sheng

"He came from the Elementary Scholar inst.i.tution with the surname Lu, and had a single name, 'Xin' …"

Quite a number of people at the scene exclaimed...

"So it's Lu Xin from the Da Shang Inst.i.tution?" No wonder you can sit in the first row! "

"I heard that he's the top student in the academy, s.h.i.+ Ge. He was born in poverty, otherwise, he could have competed with Su Xiufan …"

Lu Xin was neither humble nor haughty. After a brief moment of silence, he too began to recite a poem …

"They are run by the ugly Mu, when the remains of the Lama see you.". (Ha'aretz, Jerusalem Post, 11 November) (Ha'aretz, 4 July) (Ha'aretz, 4 July) (Ha'aretz, 4 July) (Ha'aretz, 4 July) "In the end, when Fang Que was drinking, his eyes were filled with tears …"

After the poem was finished, there was another round of applause.

Ye Fan was drinking his wine, and upon hearing these cheers, he was somewhat stunned, as if he was listening to them very well. Just where did these people feel better?

After pa.s.sing through a few people, it finally reached Ye Fan's location.

In an instant, the entire audience's attention was on Prince Consort Ye. Everyone had long been looking forward to seeing what the level of Prince Consort Ye had reached, so they wanted to see him for themselves.

Even Master Zhang and the Qi King looked forward with interest.

Ye Fan was somewhat puzzled, "This..." How did it get here? Everyone has to do it? "

The crowd instantly burst into laughter, some of them could only helplessly shake their heads.

"Prince Consort Ye, did you not see the rules of the poetry meet on the invitation?" Tutor Zhang asked with a smile.

Ye Fan shook his head, "No..."

"Big brother …" You really didn't watch it!? "I thought you had a good impression of me," Ye Xianqing quickly explained in a low voice to Ye Fan.

It turned out that other than the first person in the Linlang Poetry Guild, the next step was to draw lots for the most famous geniuses in the past, who would be placed first in the first row.

After the first row, they would move to the back.

After a scholar was given his turn, he would have two choices. Either to quickly produce a poem, or to punish himself with three cups of wine!

Generally speaking, those who could sit in the first row were unlikely to be able to produce even a single poem. Even if their preparation time was shorter than the other scholars, they shouldn't be punished with alcohol.

"Prince Consort Ye, this is the rule. Please let everyone admire your work …" Tutor Zhang chuckled.

"Oh... "So that's how it is."

Ye Fan nodded, this time he understood.

Just when everyone was looking forward to it, they decided to test Ye Fan's strength...

Suddenly, Ye Fan took Su Qingxue's and Ye s.h.i.+qing's wine cups, and then filled the three cups to the brim!

"Dong, dong, dong..." Gudong! Gudong! Gudong!... "Plop, plop, plop …"

After drinking three cups of kainic wine, Ye Fan wiped his mouth, enjoying the taste of it, "Ah..." Punishment three cups! I'm done! "Next!"

The whole place was in complete silence. Su Qingxue and Ye s.h.i.+qing did not know what to say. They knew that Ye Fan did not want to compose a poem, but they never expected him to be so conflicted!?

The other scholars were even more speechless. Even the experienced and knowledgeable Tutor Zhang was a bit agitated at this moment. He didn't say a word for a long time.

Section error, click on this report (no registration), after reporting the maintenance personnel will correct chapter content within two minutes, please wait patiently, and refresh the page.