Chapter 2099 I had no intention of competing for spring!
Xiao Linzi bowed again to Lin Tianhao and said respectfully:
"Godfather, don't panic. Having Xiao Linzi is like a tiger gaining the forest or a dragon gaining the river and sea. He will surely rise to great heights."
Lin Tianhao stared at Xiao Linzi and asked with a smile:
"Who taught you all this?"
"Leader of the 'Standing-by-Heaven' Gang".
That’s it.
Xiao Linzi quickly added:
“Godfather, although Xiao Linzi has changed allegiance, the leader of the Tiantai Gang has been kind to Xiao Linzi, so Xiao Linzi cannot reveal too much information about her.”
Lin Tianhao waved his hand, "I haven't even asked yet, and you're already rejecting me."
Xiao Linzi felt a little guilty and said:
"A true man should not bow down for five pecks of rice, but alas, I am still just a child. If I starve to death on the street, how can I achieve anything?"
Lin Tianhao smiled, handed the steamed bun in his hand to Xiao Linzi, and bought two meat buns for Xiao Linzi as well.
Xiao Linzi ate the steamed bun at lightning speed, but left the meat bun behind.
"You're probably not full, why don't you keep eating?"
"Leave room for maneuver for yourself. If you only look at the present and don't think about tomorrow, you will hardly achieve great things."
Lin Tianhao couldn't help but laugh; these words were truly not something a little beggar would say.
"Godfather, what are your plans for the future?"
"Xiao Linzi can offer some advice to my godfather."
Lin Tianhao stared at Xiao Linzi for a while before saying:
"I won't tell you for now, where do you usually live?"
“I used to live with the leader of the Tiantai Gang and others. Although it was very dilapidated, it was enough to shelter me from the wind and rain. Now that I’m with my godfather, he will naturally make arrangements for me.”
Lin Tianhao smiled slightly, "In that case, we'll wait here. Someone will treat us to some good food and wine."
"Oh?"
Xiao Linzi was somewhat surprised, "Does Godfather know the wealthy and powerful people in Beiwang City?"
Lin Tianhao shook his head, "I wouldn't say we know each other, but someone will be asking me for help later."
……
Inside the elegant pavilion.
The poetry contest has reached its climax. The Four Great Talents and the Mo Family Sisters continue to produce excellent works. Even those who are usually not particularly talented in writing have shown extraordinary talent, producing valuable works that have earned them frequent praise.
"I wonder if anyone else will submit a masterpiece tonight. If not, then we'll move on to the judging process."
"I thought I would hear some masterpieces today, but I never expected... Only Mo Jia Xiao Mei's 'Plum Blossom' impressed me. The rest... I'm so disappointed, utterly disappointed!!"
Bi Cheng walked out step by step, gently waving his folding fan, his eyes filled with deep disappointment.
"If the poetry scene in our Beiwang City were all like this, I'm afraid it would become a laughing stock for the other cities nearby."
As soon as Bi Chengcai finished speaking, the whole audience was in an uproar, and Liu Xiangru, one of the four great talents, slowly stood up.
"It is we who are ignorant and have brought shame to Beiwang City. I wonder if Young Master Cheng has any masterpieces that we can learn from?"
As soon as Liu Xiangru said this, someone immediately made a sarcastic remark.
"Talented Liu, everyone knows what kind of person Bi Cheng is. He's just trying to attract attention and get the attention of the Mo family's little sister."
In the VIP seating area, the Mo sisters sat side by side, with a table in the middle, on which were tea and snacks.
At this moment, the younger sister of the Mo family frowned slightly, showing a hint of dissatisfaction, but she did not say anything.
Others started to egg him on, saying, "Bi Chengcai, all talk and no action, you're just a charlatan. If you really think our poems are bad, then you should write a few for us to hear."
Bi Chengcai glanced around at everyone before finally fixing his gaze on the youngest sister of the Mo family.
He bowed slightly to Mo Family Sister, "Mo Family Sister, the poems I will compose next should surpass yours. I hope you will not be offended. It's just that the talented men of Beiwang City are so incompetent that they really should be shown their true colors."
“Bi Chengcai, do you actually write poetry or not? You’ve said so much, as if you can really write some amazing poems.”
"Yeah, let's hope it doesn't turn out to be one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, or eight, hahaha."
Some people used Bi Chengcai's past poems to mock him, which made Bi Chengcai feel very ashamed.
"Don't talk nonsense. That was just to show some support and make the poetry scene a little different."
Liu Xiangru waved his hand and laughed:
"Alright, Bi Cheng, if you really have poems, then show them to us and broaden our horizons."
"The poem about plum blossoms by the young sister from the Mo family was excellent. Today, I will also write a poem on the theme of plum blossoms, so that you may know that I, Bi Chengcai, once simply disdained to compete with you for fame and fortune!"
Liu Xiangru frowned and said, "Let's start quickly and not waste everyone's time."
"it is good."
Bi Cheng coughed twice, closed his folding fan, and lightly patted it onto his left palm.
"Beside the broken bridge outside the post station, a lonely flower blooms, unclaimed!"
The group of talented men who were originally preparing to mock Bi Chengcai frowned slightly upon hearing his words.
"It's alright, but one sentence doesn't prove anything."
Bi Cheng smiled slightly and continued reciting:
"It's already dusk, and I'm alone in my sorrow, further burdened by wind and rain!!"
Liu Xiangru's pupils dilated suddenly, and he whispered, "This... how could this be his poem?!"
Bi Chengcai glanced around at everyone, his folding fan pointing at the Four Great Talents.
"What does he...what does he mean?"
"Even if those two sentences are not bad, he's still being way too arrogant."
……
Bi Chengcai's lips curled up as he continued:
"I have no intention of vying for spring's favor; let all the flowers be jealous!"
When Bi Chengcai said those words, everyone present understood what he meant.
"Nonsense! Among us four great talents, who would be jealous of him?!" Liu Xiangru said, somewhat annoyed.
However, he didn't dare to speak loudly, because he also had the ability to appreciate poetry and knew that Bi Cheng's poem surpassed his previous works.
Bi Chengcai continued:
"Though fallen to the ground and crushed into dust, its fragrance remains unchanged!"
As Bi Chengcai finished reciting the last line of his poem, Mo Jia Xiaomei couldn't help but murmur it aloud.
"Beside the broken bridge outside the post station, a lonely flower blooms, unclaimed!"
"It's already dusk, and I'm alone in sorrow, further burdened by wind and rain!"
"I have no intention of vying for spring's favor; let all the flowers be jealous!"
"Scattered into mud and crushed into dust, only...the fragrance remains!"
"Excellent, excellent, excellent poem!"
The younger sister of the Mo family stood up and said "good" three times.
“The poem is indeed a good poem, but Bi Chengcai, is this really your poem? Do you... have this poetic talent?” Liu Xiangru asked with some doubt.
"Question me?"
Bi Cheng chuckled softly.
"Are these the four great talents of our Beiwang City? If you can't compete, you question whether other people's poems are plagiarized?"
"Then can I also say that your poems are all plagiarized?!"
"you--"
“Bi Chengcai, one poem doesn’t prove anything. Show me a couple more!” Liu Xiangru said.
Bi Cheng smiled slightly, "Write two more poems? What's so difficult about that!"
"I had no intention of vying for spring's favor, but alas, all the flowers are jealous!!"
“You—” Liu Xiangru and the other talented men from Beiwang City were somewhat annoyed.
