Ordinary families can't earn a few taels of silver a year.

One word Ye Qing said is worth five taels.

This made the people scream.

I couldn't help but secretly envy.

"I still have to study! A word of five taels of silver can be worth my annual salary!"

"It was easy to make more than 100 taels of silver, and it made so much money!"

Du Ziteng was a little embarrassed.

He didn't have more than one hundred taels of silver.

Just a little unwilling.

"Summer" is his most proud work.

Just lost like this!

His eyes turned to Chen Cong and others.

Chen Cong and others nodded slightly.

After gritting his teeth, Du Ziteng then took off the purse hanging around his waist and threw it on the table of food.

Zhang Yi waved his hand and took it from his own guards, and then handed it to Zhang Yi for counting.

Ye Qing looked at Chen Cong and said, "Next!"

A poem costs 140 taels of silver, and it’s a waste of time.

Chen Cong didn't make the end, so he pushed a young man next to him. The young man stood up and bowed to everyone and said:

"Anling Shikron is polite!"

"The Anling Historian family is a very famous family in my Great Zhou Dynasty. Mr. An is a professor at the Imperial College. His family's essence of learning the Book of Songs is a unique one!"

Someone soon started to talk about it.

The young man who claimed to be Scrooge was arrogant and proud when he heard this and walked two steps to the middle: "My poem is called "Ode to the Chrysanthemums""

"Cherries in the Fuchow Palace, green gauze windows and sandalwood. The small fan is slightly cool, and the summer is long. The savages are not keen on, so they can walk on the cool place. The trees are easy to cultivate, and the chrysanthemums bloom in May." Skron finished his back and forth and said to Ye Qing:

"Four sentences, eight paragraphs, forty words, your highness, please!"

After the words came, Chen Cong and others nodded in praise, unlike Du Ziteng who was hesitant.

And there was also someone saying: "Your Highness, if Master Shi wins, should you win two heroes with this poem?"

Suddenly, these young men and brothers from aristocratic families agreed.

You Ye Qing charge by word.

Then we should also get twice as much wine as we write four sentences and eight paragraphs of poems!

This tone seems to be determined by the merits.

The habitual arrogance revealed in it is engraved into the bones with scriptures.

"Hahaha, let's make the conditions when you can win!"

Ye Qing said disdainfully, tightened Wu Linglong and opened his mouth and said:

"The rain is accumulated and the forest is late, and the fireworks are slow, and steaming quinoa and cooking millet is a reward for the East.

Egrets fly in desert paddy fields, and orioles in gloomy summer trees.

Practice in the mountains to observe the morning hibiscus, and tread the dew and sunflower in the pine tree.

The wild old man competes for the seat with others, why are the seagulls even more suspicious?"

Um!

These are also four sentences and eight paragraphs!

Fifty-six words!

This poem...

The entire restaurant is quiet.

Chen Cong and others' faces became more and more serious, and their brows were furrowed.

Scroon's originally proud face instantly began to sweat!

"A word of seven thousand gold! Give money! Next!"

The words are over!

Scroon's body stumbled and stumbled into Chen Cong and others.

Fortunately, someone reacted quickly and did not let him fall down, let alone knock everyone down.

But it was also a mess.

"A word of seven taels of silver, how many words are there..."

This time I have a lot of poems.

Most people really don't count it.

You must know that not everyone can remember it.

"Fifty-six words! A total of 392 taels." Zhang Yi stood up, made a gesture, and said with a smile:

"Prince Shi, please!"

Scroon had a little liver pain!

This is a loss of money if you steal the chicken.

Ye Qing was crushed to death, regardless of the number of words, poetry, and gorgeous lyrics.

Nearly four hundred taels!

How many times can I go to the brothel song hall?

Lost again, and it's worse than the first one!

Chen Cong and others couldn't help but cover their faces and turned to one side.

Seeing that Scroon did not speak for him, he did not dare to ruin his reputation.

I had to untied my wallet and pulled off a piece of my carry-on jade pendant to pay off my debt.

"Who else wants to wipe it off? Why not go there together!"

Ye Qing asked mercilessly.

Although it lost two consecutive games.

But when he saw Wu Linglong holding Ye Qing's arms.

Chen Cong's group suddenly became angry and could not control so much.

So they stood up one by one and said.

"Lan Chi Wei Shengjin is polite!"

"Du You and Zhu Yiqun are polite!"

"Martial Gong Qin Shousheng is polite!"

"Huang Chengji is polite!"

"Xia Jianren, Zheng County, is polite!"

The five people stood up together and then read out their poems about writing about the Xia Dynasty one by one.

Five poems are published continuously!

Extreme momentum!

The people who were eating melons couldn't help but feel sweat for Ye Qing.

This wheel battle, the Sixth Prince is afraid he will suffer a loss!

There are so many scholars in this group, even if Qingye is quick-witted, he will not be able to defeat them one by one.

And the Wenquan will be cut off soon.

Even Wu Linglong, who was still entangled in Ye Qing's arms, felt a little embarrassed.

It’s a big deal to get hatred, but this is too much fun.

He wanted to make things difficult for Ye Qing and take advantage of the situation.

It is best to inquire about the news of Baixiao Pavilion and lay the foundation for the enemy.

It’s not about trying to kill Ye Qing.

Just pull it away.
To be continued...