Famous beauties fall in love with each other,

He looks so good that a king would smile.

Explain the infinite hatred of the spring breeze,

Agarwood Pavilion leans against the langan in the north.

Wang Kang did not pause and quickly recited another poem, while Zhang Lanfeng was writing quickly.

People around me commented from time to time that famous flowers accompanied by stunning beauties made people happy, and the king kept looking at them with a smile on his face. In the spring breeze, he understood the king's infinite melancholy, and we leaned on the railing in the north of the Agarwood Pavilion...

What a beautiful poem. A scholar shook his head and explained: "The beauty of a beautiful woman is enough to arouse the king's heart. It shows how beautiful she is. This beauty poem is a masterpiece of the world."

When the song ended, Wang Kang began to recite again, a branch of red dew condensed with fragrance, and the visit to Wushan was in vain...

One after another, rare and rare poems and verses were poured out like rain in Wang Kang's place, and the people around him had already turned from shock to numbness.

Zhang Lanfeng kept writing. After writing one piece, someone immediately took it away and published the essay list...and then wrote the next one...

"This...this..." Shen Linfeng looked at Wang Kang with dull eyes. He was indeed doubting life at this moment as Wang Kang said!

I thought that he had lived in poverty for several years and had read countless poems, books and articles before he became so talented and knowledgeable. He had secretly prepared for this Oiran election.

I stayed up all night thinking about it but could only produce three songs, so I wanted to publish them here to regain my reputation and give them the title of the text!

But now Wang Kang, the prodigal son whom he had never looked up to before, was very eloquent.

Each one is a new work that he has never heard before, and each one is a rare masterpiece.

Compared with the poems written by Wang Kang, his poems and prose are like childish school children, it is difficult to compare!

Dong Hui's face was even more ugly. All his previous plans were disrupted. Not only was the fight for the gold list completely defeated, but even the fight for the literary list was completely defeated!

"Hibiscus is not as beautiful as the beauty, but the wind in the water palace brings the fragrance of pearls and green flowers." Wang Kang finished the last sentence.

He looked at Shen Linfeng, whose eyes were already dull, and asked, "How are you, Mr. Shen? I have composed ten poems in a row, how many more can you compose?"

"Stop, he finally stopped!"

"Ten poems, ten poems in total, God, what did I see? Can a prodigal have such talent?"

The entire third floor of Linyuan Pavilion looked at Wang Kang in stunned silence. They were so shocked and unbelievable!

Zhang Lanfeng collected the last stroke, rubbed his somewhat sleepy wrist, and spoke first: "Congratulations to Brother Kang. Ten poems have spread the good story, and Miss Qingman has become famous!"

"Topping the gold list and literary list, the Oiran election is a foregone conclusion!"

Zhang Lanfeng's words also woke Dong Hui up, and he shouted with an angry face.

"Impossible, this is impossible, you are cheating, how can you be so talented?" Dong Hui looked crazy, and Wang Kang composed ten poems in a row, which was like a heavy hammer hitting him.

He has always had a strong sense of superiority towards Wang Kang. Although Dong Hui has a bad reputation, Wang Kang is even worse.

Everyone in the city doesn't know Wang Kang's reputation as a prodigal, but now this prodigal son has subverted everyone's knowledge.

He believed that in time, Wang Kang would be famous in Yangzhou, but he would no longer be known as a prodigal.

When you find out that the person you have always despised is the one you cannot reach, no one can accept this kind of thing!

"If I were you, I would definitely leave in despair now, and still have the nerve to talk nonsense here." Wang Kang shook his head and sighed.

Wang Kang's words made Dong Hui and the others' faces turn red instantly. Yes, all the bold words they had made earlier had become a joke.

Within a moment, he was slapped in the face!

"I have long said that Shen Linfeng is unreliable. He is neither a man nor a dog, but you still treat him like a treasure."

Wang Kang shook his head, as if he was feeling sorry for Dong Hui, which made Shen Linfeng feel dizzy and almost want to vomit blood.

Your sister, this prodigal son is really too bad. Sensing the strange looks around him, Shen Linfeng wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl in...

"Wang Kang, don't be too proud. Sooner or later, I will make you pay the price!"

Dong Hui said a harsh word as usual and left in despair.

Wang Kang shook his head. This second-generation dandy official could do nothing but speak cruelly.

After the people who came with Dong Hui left, the entire third floor of Linyuan Pavilion suddenly became empty. The remaining people looked at each other and looked at Wang Kang with strange eyes.

It's like meeting each other for the first time!

"Haha! I'm clean now!" Wang Kang sat down with a smile, and suddenly saw Zhang Qing looking directly at him, which startled him.

"What do you want to do?" Wang Kang asked.

"I have decided!" Zhang Qing said with a calm face: "I will go to the academy to study tomorrow!"

"Why?" Wang Kang asked subconsciously.

"My father used to educate me and always said that it was a good thing that I was not a prodigal like you. Now it's better. If you are a prodigal and become a talented man, how will I live in the future?"

"Haha!" Wang Kang and Zhang Lanfeng both laughed when they heard this.

While a few people were talking and laughing, the Linyuan Pavilion was abuzz. Ten poems written by Wang Kang were listed on the literary list, causing everyone to talk about it.

"Which Wang Kang is this Wang Kang? Could it be that he has the same name as Master Kang?"

"The oiran was selected, and ten poems were composed in a row. What a wonderful story!"

"These ten poems were handed down from Linyuan Pavilion, and they are indeed written by Master Kang now!"

"Impossible, how can that prodigal son write poetry?"

"It must have been bought at a high price before, and it was made by the best in the oiran competition!"

Most people do not believe that these ten poems were written by Wang Kang, but no matter what, they cannot resist the spread of the poems.

In Huajian Restaurant, scholars and talented people gathered in the streets and alleys. In their eyes, the oiran election was just a poetry meeting.

Compose beautiful poems!

Some excellent poems and essays were included in their research, among which Wang Kang's works are featured here.

On the east bank of the Luo River, a grand gathering of talented people and beauties took place here. This is the annual tradition of the oiran competition.

Usually all the poems and essays on the essay list were written here, but there was none this year. They were all appreciating Wang Kang's works at the moment.

"Is this really what that prodigal young master did?"

"The clouds are like the clothes, the flowers are like the face, the spring breeze is blowing the sill, and the dew is thick... What a beautiful artistic conception, such beautiful words." A talented woman sighed.

"No matter whether these poems were written by Master Kang or not, I can't write them." A handsome young man sighed.

His name is Tang Feng, and he is a very famous talent in Yangzhou.

"Brother Tang, is this serious? Why aren't you better than that prodigal son?" Another person said, "In my opinion, these poems were definitely not written by Wang Kang. Perhaps there was someone else who bought them with money from that prodigal son. .”

This statement was echoed by everyone, except for one person who was stunned.

"The clouds are like the clothes, the flowers are like the face, the spring breeze is blowing the sill and the dew is thick..." Lin Yuyan murmured softly.

Isn't this what Wang Kang wrote when he first saw her? But now he has completed the entire poem.

Lin Yuyan likes poetry and articles, and she is very talented, so she is known as the talented girl of Yongzhou. She is competing for the oiran election, but she is not interested in competing for beauty.

I just came here, looking for some good poems, but I didn't expect that all the good works were actually written by that prodigal son...
Chapter completed!