Chapter 238 Poetry and Piano

"You! You!!"

Hearing the sharpness and disdain of Wen Han's words, Wei Qiong immediately blushed with anger and pointed to Wen Han with a blown beard. However, at this time, Wei Zhongdao stood up on the high platform, walked to Wei Qiong, and reached out and pressed Wei Qiong's shoulder.

"Uncle, shut up."

"What? Zhong Dao, what did you just say!"

"I tell you to shut up! I, Wei Zhongdao, is the head of the Wei family!"

Wei Zhongdao's expression suddenly changed greatly, changing his previous weak state. Wei Zhongdao is about the same age as Wen Han, and somehow he will feel an invisible sense of humility in front of Wen Han.

This made Wei Zhongdao unacceptable and unable to admit it. Wei Zhongdao's voice echoed loudly in the whole Weijia Square. Wei Zhongdao's eyes turned red like a wolf, which made Wei Qiong unable to say anything for a moment. Ah, ah, he was pressed down by Wei Zhongdao, and his whole body fell into sluggishness.

"I don't know if Wen Taishou will bring a doctor? If you bring it, please ask him to enter the house first and take the pulse for Cai Gong's daughter first.

Wen Han nodded, answered well, and then looked at Hua Tuo behind him. Hua Tuo gave it to me. You can rest assured. Then he got off the horse, carried the medicine box on his back, and walked into the house under the leadership of the Wei family.

When Hua Tuo entered the house, Wei Zhongdao's expression changed, and his whole body was scattered with a sharp breath different from the past.

"Come on, please judge."

Many people who knew Wei Zhongdao present have not yet reflected why Wei Zhongdao, who is usually as tame as a lamb, suddenly became a vicious wolf. At this time, Wei Zhongdao turned around and shouted.

Soon, under the leadership of several Wei Jiading, three old men with white hair came out. Two of them are people that Wen Han knows. One is his teacher, Cai Yong. The other is Jing Zhaoyin and Yang Biao, who have had several fates in Luoyang.

Wei Zhongdao introduced the three judges. In addition to Cai Yong and Yang Biao, the other one is a native of Anyi, who is a well-known old Confucian. Although it is not as good as Cai Yong, Yang Biao and other literary giants, the prestige is not low in the minds of Confucian students in Anyi City.

"Wen Taishou, these three elders are the judges. Do you think it's fair?"

"It's right."

Wen Han nodded his head gently. Cai Yong was honest and his master. He believed that Cai Yong would not help Wei Zhongdao. Yang Biao and Wen Han guessed that they should have been invited from Luoyang by Cai Yong's appointment. Wen Han has had several contacts with Yang Biao, and he also knows a little about Yang Biao's character. He is not the one who fools things.

And Yang Biao and another teacher of Wen Han, Wang Yun, are close friends, and may even help themselves. As for the last old Confucian. Since Wei Zhongdao dares to let Yang Biao be one of the judges, why does he have to suspect that Wei Zhongdao is cheating?

"Okay, Wen Taishou is really a cheerful person. Then, please also ask Yang Zhaoyin to read the title of the first duel poem.

Wei Zhongdao sat on the high platform on the left side of the square, and Yang Biao, one of the three judges, bowed down to salute. Yang Biao nodded gently, stood up, and said in a condensed voice under the eyes of everyone.

"There is an old saying that a scholar dies for his confidant, and a woman dies for his own pleasure. This duel determines the lifelong event of Cai Gong's daughter. If you two are really her best, of course you know that they are beautiful.

The poetic title of the first duel is the title of Cai Gong's daughter. This topic is what I thought on the way to Luoyang, and there is no leakage. If you two think there is any injustice, you can put it forward now.

"Yang Gong is a man, and of course the younger generation can trust him. I don't know what Wen Taishou thinks.

"Yes, Yang Gong is open and upright, and he is a model for us. Master Wei, here you are the Lord, and I am the guest. Please go ahead.

"Okay, then I'm not pretentious. Let me go first."

Wei Zhongdao nodded slightly. This order does not affect the result, and there is no need to be too entangled in it. Wei Zhongdao closed his eyes and paced on the high platform, recalling Cai Yan's figure in his mind.

"There is a girl in the Cai family who has just grown up, and her eyes and a smile stay in her heart.

The natural beauty is hard to give up, and the piano is as beautiful as a fairy.

Hibiscus is like a face like a willow like an eyebrow, and the sinking fish and falling geese are just a gentleman.

After saying that, all the people present were amazed. Wei Zhong said that this poem is extremely gorgeous and describes a woman as beautiful as a fairy. Even Yang Biao and Cai Yong, the two literary giants, couldn't help but raise their eyebrows and secretly praised them.

After everyone exclaimed, they turned their eyes to Wen Han. As soon as this poem was published, ordinary characters were difficult to compare with it. There was no doubt about Wen Han's ability to fight.

But I'm afraid he's good at this elegant thing.

Of course, there were two people present with different ideas. They are Cai Yong and Yang Biao. On Cai Yong's birthday, Wen Han's words were amazing, and a poem won the name of elegant talent. However, later, Wen Han's military campaign was so strong that the name of Yacai was overshadowed.

I don't know when Wen Han got off his horse and walked in the middle of the square step by step. In his mind, what kind of existence is Cai Yan and how her beauty makes him excited.

Wen Han was looking for this feeling and slowly recited it from his mouth.

"A peerless beauty, there is a clear distinguish between love and hate.

The country is charming, and I dare not go over it.

Exquisite colorful heart, covering the world.

If you get a smile, you are willing to compete with the world!"

Crazy, extremely arrogant. Wen Han's poem suddenly attracted countless poisonous eyes of Confucianism.

"It's bullshit. This is not a poem! It's obviously the opposite! Will you fight for the world? Wen Bfan, what kind of person do you think you are today?"

At this time, on the central high platform, Wei Qiong suddenly shouted. His words immediately resonated with many Confucian students in the field, and they were pointing out Wen Han one after another. Wen Han looked cold. He knew that this poem was not brilliant, but he expressed his desire for Cai Yan, and also showed his madness to Cai Yong and Wei Zhong at all costs.

"If you get a smile, are you willing to compete with the world? Wen Bfan, you are really crazy. How dare you speak so boldly in full view of the public.

Wei Zhongdao gritted his teeth and looked sharply at Wen Han. The eyes of the two seemed to have a fierce spark in the air. Soon, the three judges decided the outcome of the first game, which was read by Yang Biao.

There is no doubt that Wei Zhongdao won the victory. However, Wei Zhongdao did not seem to have any joy, because his humble courage in his heart was made even more arrogant by Wen Han's arrogance.

In Wen Han's eyes, there is a provocative meaning, just like saying, do you dare? Maybe only the two of them know what they dare to do.

"The first game has won and lost, so the rhythm of the second game is about to begin. In the rhythm, there is no question, just for the pleasant heart, let the two play.

Wen Han made a gesture of invitation to Wei Zhongdao. Wei Zhongdao snorted coldly, walked to the piano that had already been prepared, slowly did it, held his breath, and began to play the strings.

I don't know why, in Wei Zhongdao's playing, Wen Han's provocative eyes just now have been lingering in his mind, which makes his tone slightly impatient, but the people present are not very knowledgeable about the rhythm, but they are intoxicated and clapped their hands.

Ding~

Wei Zhongdao stroked the piano with both hands, pressed the vibrating strings with five fingers, and radio. Cai Yong frowned, as if he was slightly disappointed with the music played by Wei Zhongdao.

But when Wei Zhongdao raised his head, Wen Han had already sat opposite him. He stroked the piano with his hand first and closed his eyes.

The sound of the piano rang, and at the same time, Wen Han also opened his mouth.

"There are beauties, I will never forget them, I will not see them for a day, and I will think like crazy."

The sound of the piano is unrestrained, like high mountains and flowing water, which is shocking.

But this is not **. The sound of the piano suddenly falls, making people feel like they are in the sea, surrounded by the sound of the piano. The ears and the touch of the skin seem to have an inexplicable warmth.

"Phoenix flies, begs for phoenixes all over the world, helpless beauty, not on the east wall."

Suddenly, in everyone's mind, it seems that they see the figure of the person they admired that day, looking for it bitterly, the feeling of bitterness and urgency, incomparable expectation in their hearts, like a bowl of sweet tea, drunk in their mouths.

"I will talk about the piano and write about my heart. I hope that my words are worthy of virtue, and I will join hands with each other."

In the scene, many people opened their mouths wide, but did not make a sound, but looking at the shape of their mouths, they seemed to say, don't go, don't go. Listen to me.

"When will you see Xu Xi, comfort me, don't fly, let me die, let me die!!"