Little brother, you're foolish

"This is Miss Lu Zhu!"

Someone exclaimed.

Although the crowd didn't know this maid, they could tell from her appearance and the fact that she came out from the highest room.

Miss Lu Zhu was a close maid of Miss Xiao Qianqian and seldom met with others.

Only renowned talents could enter Spring Breeze House and be able to receive an invitation card from Miss Xiao Qianqian.

Since the establishment of Spring Breeze House, there were only a handful of talented individuals who could make it into Miss Xiao Qianqian's sight.

Therefore, everyone felt honored to receive an invitation from her.

Now, this special honor was being bestowed upon someone else right in front of them.

"Who is Lord Ye Ninh?"

The crowd looked at each other, and envy could be seen in their eyes.

If Miss Xiao Qianqian had remained closed off in her room, they wouldn't have thought much of it.

However, now that she had opened up her doors for one person, it was difficult for them not to feel jealous.

"Could it be that Lord Ye has written 'Everyone will eventually die'?"

"If it's true that he came here, then I'm also impressed."

"It's normal for him to catch Miss Xiao's eye."

The crowd chattered.

Most of them didn't have any opinions.

Now that Ye Ning has a prestigious reputation, he is considered one of the most literary people of his time.

Losing to someone like him is not a shame.

But not everyone is like that.

There are always those who consider themselves outstanding in literature and martial arts and like to compete with others.

For example, the young man in a white robe sitting in the front row.

"Now Ye Ning has a distinguished reputation and is considered one of the most charismatic scholars of our time. However, in terms of talent, he may not be as high as others claim."

The man in the white robe expressed his opinion.

"Whether it's "die for the emperor" or "everyone will eventually die", excellence is not necessarily talent, but rather a strong will to see death without fear."

"Moreover, these two poems only have half of their persuasive power?"

"Although Miss Xiao has invited him, whether Ye Ning can take the top position is still unknown."

As he spoke, he exuded arrogance.

Many people frowned, thinking he was really ambitious.

But when they concentrated and saw his identity, they suddenly understood.

"It turns out to be the first placer in the imperial exam!"

Cai Xianggao, the new scholar.

Just after the spring imperial exam, this was the perfect time to gain fame and recognition.

This person was more intelligent than others, and during his teenage years, he was a famous prodigy who had shown exceptional literary talent at the age of 16.

Until now, he has written no less than thirty poems, each one a masterpiece.

People call him "The Poetry Expert."

"It's no wonder he's not impressed. If he's young master Cai, then it's normal."

The crowd's attitude changed again.

Anyone who can pass the imperial exam is called a literary genius and naturally does not need much explanation about their talent.

Although Ye Ning's reputation shook the capital, the order of the imperial examination that year, and his poetry works, were still focused on the spirit and careful wording, without any extravagance.

Of course, the most important thing was that both of his poems were incomplete, making it difficult to evaluate his specific level of skill.

"Lord Ye is a talented individual, and can be considered a role model for scholars throughout the world, but if we were to discuss the talent for poetry, it may be true that he is not as good as young master Cai."

Here, there were many old people whose hearts were not old.

Even they could be high-ranking officials of the imperial court, dressed in casual clothes and doing elegant things at Spring Breeze House.

At this moment, they also stood up to evaluate the two men.

"Finally, whoever can enter the door of the young lady, it's really difficult to say."

Many people showed a lively expression to watch.

Both of these people were famous figures.

Although Xiao Qianqian gave an invitation, it was just to give Ye Ning the opportunity to enter the door.

If he cannot take the top position, this opportunity will be taken away by Cai Xianggao.

The reason why Cai Xianggao stood up to challenge was also because of this opportunity.

Xiao Qianqian was the goddess in his dream.

To be a distinguished guest of Xiao Qianqian was the dream of Cai Xianggao.

"Invitation?"

Ye Ning did not pay attention to the commotion below.

He looked at the invitation that Lu Zhu brought over, the writing on it was very elegant, and there was also a faint fragrance.

It was unknown whether it was the fragrance of makeup or the scent of the body.

"Lord Ye, you are very fortunate. Miss Xiao feels interested in you."

Liu Sanyuan raised his cup to toast.

"Just in time, I am also interested in her."

However, Ye Ning did not have the same malicious intentions as him.

His thoughts were very simple.

Xiao Qianqian came from a background where it was very likely for women to be kept by powerful men, and anyone who tried to have ill intentions towards her would meet a tragic end.

So why wait?

Why not quickly seduce her and provoke the powerful person behind her?

About finding the way to die, Ye Ning was a professional at it!

The words of Ye Ning and Liu Sanyuan did not reach the outside world.

The people in the hall, without waiting for an answer, had varying thoughts.

The usual poetry competition began.

As soon as someone wrote down the first line, the true colors of their poetic talent burst forth.

Poetry was the most genuine thing, and it couldn't be deceitful.

Whoever had the strongest talent would win.

"Is there no specific theme for the poetry?"

Ye Ning asked with interest.

"There is no specific theme, but since this is a place of elegance and refinement, the themes of the poetry usually lean towards gentle and harmonious."

Liu Sanyuan said with a smile.

In fact, he didn't expect much from Ye Ning's work.

The ability to write poetry of Cai Xianggao was almost the pinnacle among the young generation.

However, winning or losing was not important.

According to the plan, if Ye Ning won, it was certainly best, but if he lost, Xiao Qianqian would create an opportunity to meet him.

"So, it's poetry, isn't it?"

Ye Ning has secured the victory.

He glanced at Cai Xianggao and murmured to himself.

"Little brother, you're foolish to compete with someone who has 'transmigrated' like me."