BSI #166 - Chapter 166: A Trial
#166 - Chapter 166: A Trial
The Little Marquis was provoked by Shen Moxuan.
Filled with anger, he blurted out.
"Poetry gathering, poetry gathering, who can't write a few broken poems?"
"If you guys can do it, this young master can do it too."
"These two young ladies are here with me, I'm holding a poetry gathering, what's it to you, Shen brat?"
These few sentences from the Little Marquis were just off the cuff.
Those who knew the Little Marquis naturally wouldn't take it seriously.
But the young master Shen Moxuan's eyes flashed.
Instantly, an idea popped into his head.
Good, Zhao brat, you dare to mention writing poetry in front of me.
Watch how I humiliate you properly, and make you, a rogue, lose all face in this Drunken Flower House.
Thinking of this, Shen Moxuan couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth, revealing a sneer.
Young Master Shen took a few steps forward again and said loudly towards the direction of the Hibiscus Pavilion.
"Oh, didn't see that coming."
"Turns out you, Little Marquis, can also write poetry."
"Then Shen Moxuan is truly disrespectful."
"How about this."
"Since the Little Marquis can also write poetry, then do you dare to compete with me?"
"Today's poetry gathering, you and I will compare notes."
"If you can write a masterpiece, what does it matter if the two young ladies, Ziyu and Qinglian, are given to you?"
"But then again."
"If you're just making empty boasts and deceiving us."
"Then please hand over the two beauties, and don't hinder their path to fame."
"Little Marquis, you are also a well-known figure in the capital."
"This poetry duel, do you dare or not?"
Hearing this, the Little Marquis's expression froze.
He cursed inwardly, this Shen Moxuan is deliberately trying to trap him.
He, an ignorant and incompetent playboy, how could he write any poetry?
Even if he could write a few doggerels.
He couldn't compare to Shen Moxuan, the top student of the Left Prime Minister, who claimed to be the number one talent in the capital.
The Little Marquis was rendered speechless by Shen Moxuan's aggressive questioning.
He could only stammer and stutter.
Seeing that the Little Marquis didn't dare to accept the challenge, Shen Moxuan immediately became proud.
The scholars around him echoed and laughed.
"Wonderful, Young Master Shen is a great talent."
"The ladies of this Drunken Flower House haven't received a poem written by Young Master Shen yet."
"Unexpectedly, the Little Marquis got one first."
"Written so aptly."
"The Little Marquis's ignorance is portrayed vividly."
"Presumably, it will be spread throughout the capital tomorrow."
"Let's give it a name, how about calling this poem 'Ode to the Little Marquis'?"
The scholars and literati who heard this all clapped their hands and laughed.
Laughter filled the Peach Blossom Courtyard.
The Little Marquis on this side was naturally so angry that his teeth itched.
Although he was unlearned, he could still understand such simple verses.
Shen Moxuan was mocking him in front of everyone in the Drunken Flower House.
And it was in front of Earl Qingyuan.
But what could he do if he was mocked? The Little Marquis couldn't even write a doggerel, so he could only endure it in frustration.
Looking at the Little Marquis, who was gnashing his teeth in anger.
Li Yuan smiled and comforted him.
"Young Master Zhao, don't take it to heart."
"That Shen Moxuan just wants to see you like this."
"If you really get angry, he'll be happy."
Li Yuan comforted the Little Marquis, Zhao Chengzhi.
Then he revealed his figure at the window.
When Shen Moxuan below saw him, his eyes narrowed.
It turned out that the person with the Little Marquis was actually this person, the newly appointed Earl Qingyuan, Li Yuan.
Shen Moxuan actually held a lot of resentment towards Li Yuan as well.
His mentor, the Left Prime Minister, was humiliated by Li Yuan in front of the Desheng Gate.
In his eyes, Li Yuan was just a crude martial artist.
He was unexpectedly granted a title by the imperial court.
The Left Prime Minister and these civil officials thought highly of themselves. In their eyes, the warriors of Great Liang were just a group of servants.
They were not worthy of sitting on an equal footing with these civil officials.
Shen Moxuan stared at Li Yuan's handsome profile, his hatred difficult to quell.
Because he had just seen that the two young ladies, Ziyu and Qinglian, were sitting on Li Yuan's left and right sides.
Moreover, Shen Moxuan saw clearly that the two women were smiling at Li Yuan, their eyes conveying affection.
They didn't even glance at the Peach Blossom Courtyard.
Obviously, Li Yuan's attractiveness to the two women far exceeded his, the number one talent in the capital.
Anger surged in Shen Moxuan's heart.
He shouted loudly towards the Hibiscus Pavilion.
"I wondered who that rogue invited today."
"It turns out it's our hero of the Chishui River, Lord Earl Qingyuan."
His words attracted the attention of everyone around him.
Shen Moxuan continued to say loudly.
"I heard that Earl Qingyuan is also a man of both literary and martial talents."
"Since that rogue doesn't dare to compete with me in poetic talent."
"I wonder if Earl Qingyuan is interested in competing with me?"
Hearing that the hero of the Chishui River was here.
The guests in the colored pavilions all poked their heads out to look towards the Peach Blossom Courtyard.
Seeing more and more people paying attention here.
Shen Moxuan looked towards the Hibiscus Pavilion even more provocatively.
His purpose was very simple, which was to make Li Yuan look bad.
The Little Marquis, Zhao Chengzhi, was naturally unable to write poetry.
Li Yuan, this crude martial artist, certainly wouldn't have any poetic talent.
These days, whether Shen Moxuan went to taverns or teahouses, he was talking about Li Yuan's great victory over the Tiele.
No one paid attention to his story as the number one talent in the capital.
This made Shen Moxuan very frustrated. Today, he wanted to make Li Yuan lose face.
He wanted to portray Li Yuan as a crude and reckless man who only knew how to fight and kill.
Moreover, what happened in the Drunken Flower House would soon spread throughout the capital.
So what if you, Li Yuan, are good at fighting?
Our Great Liang governs the world with literature. You martial artists are just a group of hawks and dogs to be driven by others.
Shen Moxuan was calculating very well.
Li Yuan on this side was unhappy.
He thought to himself, why is this Shen Moxuan like a mad dog, biting whoever he sees?
I came to this Drunken Flower House just to relax.
I don't want to get involved in your so-called struggles.
But this Young Master Shen just doesn't want to let Li Yuan go, deliberately publicizing his name everywhere, wanting to provoke Li Yuan to compete with him in poetry.
Li Yuan frowned and was displeased, very dissatisfied with this Shen Moxuan.
Could Li Yuan write poetry?
The original Li Yuan naturally couldn't, but the Li Yuan before the transmigration also graduated from a liberal arts university.
The rules for writing poetry in Great Liang were no different from those in his previous life.
More importantly, the current Li Yuan has an intelligence of 123.
Every time his intelligence increased, a large amount of information poured into Li Yuan's mind, including knowledge related to poetic talent.
Li Yuan also wanted to test the extent of his current literary talent.
This Young Master Shen was just right to be used as a reference.
Thinking of this, Li Yuan didn't rush to show himself.
Instead, he coughed lightly in the Hibiscus Pavilion and recited loudly.
"Slightly proficient in poetic talent, half-understanding of literature, falsely claiming to be the number one talent in the capital, the world's knowledge is like mountains and seas, you are just a speck of dust."
As soon as Li Yuan recited these few lines of poetry, the entire Peach Blossom Courtyard instantly fell silent.
The scholars all looked at each other in dismay.
The reason was none other than this.
The few lines of poetry that Li Yuan recited were clearly sarcastic towards Shen Moxuan.
Moreover, every sentence hit Shen Moxuan's vital point.
The verses, translated, meant that you don't have any real talent, but you falsely claim to be the number one talent in the capital. The world's knowledge is as vast as mountains and seas, what are you?
Because Li Yuan's poem was too accurate in its attack, it simply made Shen Moxuan tremble with anger.
The people around him also whispered about this Young Master Shen.
At this time, even if the Little Marquis was unlearned, he could understand the meaning of this poem and couldn't help but laugh out loud in the Hibiscus Pavilion.
"Earl Qingyuan, this poem is really wonderful."
"I admire you, little brother, I didn't expect that Your Excellency would actually have such literary talent."
"That Shen brat is just that kind of person."
"This poem will probably spread throughout the capital tomorrow."
"I think the name of this poem should be 'Ode to Shen Moxuan'."
As soon as he said this, the two ladies sitting next to Li Yuan covered their mouths and giggled, looking at Li Yuan.
They didn't expect this Young Master Li to not only be handsome.
But also have literary talent that was not inferior to that Young Master Shen outside.