Chu Tiange has to say it again, Ye Qingli already said: "Of course I will not regret it! We are like poetry! However, what do you say if you lose?"
Those people laughed.
"She actually asked, what should Brother Guo lose?"
"It's a big deal, how could Brother Guo lose?"
"Did she really get into her head, thought she might win?"
Guo Bin raised his head and said very proudly: "How could the son lose? You still think about it, what should you do if you lose!"
"Um ..." he murmured, "It's too impersonal for you to undress. So, if you lose, you ..."
Everyone around took a breath.
If that's the case, even if it doesn't die, only half the life is left.
Grand Master Guo, this is to kill Ye Qingli's life!
A flash of murderous intention flashed in Ye Qingli's eyes.
Sure enough, I am a student, and my heart is more damaging than the average person!
Huh, since you are not kind, don't blame me for being unjust.
She said coldly: "Well, I promise you! But if you lose-then I will take you one leg!"
She smiled faintly: "Half your life is bogging you on one leg, won't you disagree with this deal?"
Guo Bin shook the folding fan in his hand carelessly, "Well, then it's up to you!"
He didn't even notice what Ye Qingli said.
In his opinion, how could he lose?
Unless the sun comes out from the west!
"Slow down!"
Chu Tiange suddenly raised his hand and said: "Although it is like a poem, there must be a standard. You can't make a poem. Can you judge it?"
She just thought of this important question!
This is not chess, losing is losing, winning is winning.
To judge the quality of a poem is somewhat subjective.
What if they play bad?
At this moment, in the elegant room on the second floor, two old men suddenly stood out.
"If you don't mind, how about judging by the old?"
Someone around took a breath.
"It turns out to be Mr. Ni!"
"And Mr. Duan, this is all contemporary great Confucianism!"
"With their two old gentlemen making judgments, they will definitely be fair!"
These two old gentlemen are all famous Confucian scholars. One was once the dean of the Hanlin Academy and has now retired from Linquan. The other one is the chief of the most famous "Changshan Academy" in Daluo.All are contemporary people.
The two of them happened to be drinking here today, but did not expect to see such a lively scene.
Mr. Ni Lao said: "Miss Ye, both of us are old, and we both have a bit of a thin name. We also have our own tastings of poems and prose. You won't worry about favoritism, you can rest assured."
Ye Qingli looked at the two old gentlemen with a straight face and admired them very much, bowed and said, "Then two old gentlemen are in trouble."
Of course, Guo Bin and others will not object.
They went up to the third floor together. The group of them sat in the Linjiang Pavilion, while Ye Qingli sat in the opposite Nanpu Pavilion with Chu Tiange.
Both of these names are quite poetic, and the plaques above are all famous inscriptions.
Ye Qingli also learned calligraphy, and at first glance felt extraordinary.
Chu Tiange whispered to her that it was Daluo's most famous calligrapher.
She said anxiously, "What can I do?"