Qin Yu lowered his posture just because he didn't want to cause trouble. Unfortunately, the scholars present were already dizzy with Liu Che's anger, and Qin Yu heard what they said about the general's disciples. How could he just let him go?

"Short of talent and little learning? Who can be invited to the poetry meeting without literary talent? Brother Qin, you are a bit too humble!"

After Qin Yu finished speaking, someone immediately spoke up. His words were quite polite, but his tone was a bit sinister.

"If you don't dare to compete, then you will admit on behalf of the generals that you warriors can only wield swords and sticks, and things like poetry, prose, and rhetoric are all lies!"

Some people don't want to give Qin Yu face, and directly ask Qin Yu to admit that all the generals' disciples are useless!

Qin Yu looked at the man with unkind eyes. The clay man was very angry, let alone him?

Furthermore, can he represent the entire general family?

If he said this today, tomorrow all the generals would regard him as an enemy!

The thoughts of these scholars are so dark and ruthless!

"I am who I am. Even if I have little talent and knowledge, I can only represent myself! According to you, can you represent the world's scholars? If you lose, the world's scholars will lose?"

"In terms of poetry, I can't beat Liu Che. Just say such mindless words. All the sage books you have read over the years have been read on dogs!"

"You..." The person who was ridiculed by Qin Yu stared angrily and pointed at Qin Yu with trembling fingers.

"What am I? Is there something wrong with what I said according to your statement? You are a good expert at bullying the weak and fearing the strong! If you really have that kind of literary talent and some backbone, you should stop Liu Che and have a poetry competition

But hey, you have to beat him anyway!"

"Now that Liu Che is gone, you are targeting me? I didn't even give you a chance to admit my talent and learning, right? I have to say that what you bunch of scholars can read is nothing like what I can read with my feet.

Are you awesome? In this case, I just want to ask, are you cheap?"

Qin Yu scolded him with great aura, and many scholars lowered their heads in shame.

What Qin Yu said was indeed a bit rough, but what he said was the truth. There were so many of them here, it was hard for Qin Yu to be alone, and it would not sound good if it was spread out.

"Qin Yu, what you said does make some sense, but what they said is not unreasonable. This is the poetry club that I reported, and all the talented scholars are invited. Since you came in with a famous invitation, why don't you discuss it with everyone?

, isn’t it a bit unjustifiable?”

Song Zhiyuan's words came through, and every word was said in the tone of the organizer of the poetry meeting, but in fact he was on the side of these scholars.

"According to Song Daru, if I, Qin Yu, don't spar with them today, I won't even be able to get out?" Qin Yu stared at Song Zhiyuan and asked.

"No! No!" Song Zhiyuan shook his head slightly and continued: "The Poetry Club is a place for talented people to display their poetic talents. Young people are talented and sharp, so they should show off their talents! If we lose this point

, then why is it necessary for me to hold this poetry meeting? For food and drinks, any restaurant can't do it?"

As soon as Song Zhiyuan finished speaking, Qin Yu heard someone chuckle.

"Song Daru, maybe he really came here to eat and drink! He had already wiped out all the snacks and fruits on his table, and he even snatched someone else's bottle of wine!"

This person exposed Qin Yu's record, and everyone looked at the cleanest table!

It was just as that person said, the table was very clean!

Everyone looked at Qin Yu with contempt in their eyes.

After all, Qin Yu is also a son of a general, and his family wealth is rich. No matter how you say it, he will be more than a little bit better than the children from poor families in the Poetry Society. Those children from poor families have not done such rude things. It's better for him, Qin Yu, just

I have to wash the dishes for Song Da Confucian!

Besides, who can come to the poetry meeting and eat the food arranged by the host?

The poetry competition is about poems, not about taste!

Could it be that Qin Yu couldn't understand this?

"Qin Yu, if you are hungry, I will ask someone to bring you more food. If you have nothing to say, just go back early after you have finished eating!"

Song Zhiyuan, who didn't use curse words, directly characterized Qin Yu as someone who came here to eat and drink. It sounded nice, but I am afraid that anyone with a little self-respect would not accept the food he asked others to prepare.

"Yes! Yes! Mr. Qin, if you are okay, just eat some food and go home early! If you come home late, I'm afraid there won't be any food left for you at home."

"Master Qin, if you don't mind, I still have a few pieces of silver here, and I can buy some food on the way."

"I don't know what the Qin family did to you. They let you run out and embarrass yourself! Old Mr. Qin's face has almost been lost by you!"

"..."

Sounds of ridicule and sarcasm resounded in the middle hall, and Qin Yu had already become the target of public criticism!

Among the group of scholars, there were quite a few who had dealt with Qin Yu. Faced with today's scene, some were sarcastic, some pretended not to know him, and some couldn't bear it. Only Que stepped forward to speak out for Qin Yu.

Just a sentence or two!

"It's sad! What a pity! If the scholars in the Later Qin Dynasty are like today, the people under the jurisdiction of the Later Qin Dynasty will suffer in the future!"

"Liu Che is right about one thing! You are all a bunch of hypocrites!"

"Don't you just want to listen to poetry? I'll give you one! Let you ignorant guys know what poetry is!"

Qin Yu's "shameless" words made most people chuckle, and their smiles were filled with uncontrollable contempt!

"All ears!"

"Want to hear great works!"

"Qin Yu, don't let me down!"

A series of weird sounds came into Qin Yu's ears. Qin Yu snorted coldly and said: "I'm just afraid that you will lose your voice later and don't dare to correct me!"

"Shameless talk!"

"Arrogant!"

"Stop being crazy!"

Qin Yu let out a disdainful chuckle and opened his mouth to sing: "Thousands of miles away, the yellow clouds are white and the sun is shining, and the north wind is blowing the wild geese and the snow is falling. If you don't know your way forward, there will be no one in the world who doesn't know you!"

"What bad poem? Does it fit the title of the poetry meeting?" As soon as Qin Yu finished reading, someone sneered. This person didn't even want to understand the poetic meaning.

I thought that after he said this, someone would echo him, but unexpectedly, the poetry gathering became strangely quiet again.

Everyone looked at Qin Yu with solemn and confused expressions.

Are Qin Yu's poems good?

Very good!

Is there anything wrong with that?

It’s really bad!

Not even half of it is related to the poem title of the poetry meeting!

But didn’t they say that they would compose a poem related to the theme of the poetry meeting?

Someone borrowed the line drawing technique to write about how the north wind was blowing, the yellow sand was thousands of miles away, covering the sky and the sun, and everywhere was so gray that the clouds seemed to have turned yellow, heavy snow was falling, and a group of geese lined up in neat formation to approach the scene.

Fly south.

At first glance, it's just a description of the scene, but combined with this moment, isn't it Qin Yu who faces these people, just like facing the yellow sand, north wind, and heavy snow? Isn't he the wild goose that can only return south?

The last two sentences have reached their peak!

Don't worry that the road ahead is uncertain and you don't have a confidant. Who else in the world doesn't know you?

What a magnificent heart, what an impassioned and majestic voice!

How many people can reach such heights?

In particular, this poem was written by Qin Yu out of his mouth, so many people couldn't help but feel gloomy!

There may be doubts about Liu Che's poems, but what else can you say about Qin Yu's poems?

If you deny it, it can only be a denial of yourself!

"It seems that no one dares to correct my poem!" Qin Yu said this, his eyes scanned the audience, and no one dared to look at him.

"Haha! A bunch of trash with high ambitions and low ambitions! Please read more books when you have time!"

"Oh, it's really a waste of my time to hang out with you. I'll just listen to Song Daru and go back early!"

Qin Yu stunned the entire poetry gathering. No one dared to refute his comments at this moment. At the same time, he did not forget to stab Song Zhiyuan in the heart!

The poetry meeting you held is a waste of time!

"Oh, by the way, Song Daru, if you hold a poetry meeting next time, remember to prepare more things! The things you have here are small and bland, and they are really boring! If you are short of money, don't display them next time.

Got it!"

Before leaving, Qin Yu turned around again and made a harmless suggestion to Song Zhiyuan.
Chapter completed!