The villain queen's close minister

This bad guy always likes to force her to shout out such shameful names.

She was one of the four great beauties in the imperial capital, the dream lover of countless men, a pure and talented lady in the imperial capital, but at this moment she had to humbly call the man in front of her "master".

This feeling...I'm actually a little excited just thinking about it!

Li Zishuang didn't know what was wrong with her, maybe she was broken.

From that day on, after witnessing the fierce battle between Su An and Ye Lier in practicing the Yin-Yang Dao, I was ruined.

"Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask." Su An knocked.

This woman is just too curious.

"Oh." Li Zishuang looked at Su An aggrievedly.

Su An shook his head helplessly and asked, "Under what circumstances do you think a person's temperament would suddenly change, allowing a fool who has never been to school to suddenly become a famous poetic genius."

"You probably don't believe the rumors out there about being gifted by God."

Li Zishuang frowned slightly upon hearing this and thought carefully, "Could it be that he has gone astray... But that doesn't make sense."

Suddenly, she had a flash of inspiration and said in surprise, "Could it be possession?"

"Maybe." Su An did not respond directly to Li Zishuang's guess.

It seems that he is not the only one in the imperial capital who suspects that Chen Feng has been possessed by another spirit. There are always many smart people.

Chen Feng was too high-profile, and such a huge change would hard not to arouse suspicion.

But Chen Feng’s father Chen Li didn’t say anything, so others didn’t say much either.

Su An speculated not without malicious intent that Chen Li might think that his current son was better than his previous stupid son, and that it didn't matter whether he had taken over another's body or not.

Of course, it is also possible that he has awakened his memories of past lives like him, but Su An thinks it is unlikely.

If the memory is awakened, the influence of the memory of this life should account for a larger proportion, just like Su An, because he is an LSP in this life, he is still an LSP after awakening the memory of the past life, and his personality has not changed much.

All I can say is that it was all because of the corrupt living environment in this life that tainted his originally noble mind.

But Chen Feng is different. He has a sense of detachment, a sense of detachment and superiority, as if he is looking at this new world with the eyes of an outsider.

He has not integrated into this world. If he had only awakened his memories of his past life, he would not have had this sense of detachment.

"I don't know if the person who brought you here was the truck driver." A cruel smile appeared on Su An's face.

"But...I must be the one to send you back, if you can still go back."

……

The format of the poetry reading was completely different from what Chen Feng had imagined.

He sat there gloomily, watching those talented people competing in poetry. As for the desire to show off, he had no intention of doing so and could only concentrate on drinking.

Because what those people competed in the first round was the topknot poetry.

That is to say, use the last four words of each line of poetry as the beginning of the second line of poetry, write two sentences with fourteen words, and expand it into a twenty-eight-word seven-word quatrain, requiring the sentences to be fluent and meaningful.

For Chen Feng, who had only learned some ancient poetry in class and read some famous poems on the Internet, he really didn't know anything at all.

Fake sophistication is just fake sophistication after all, it has never been tested.

Then everyone started competing in palindrome poetry, requiring that the poem be read not only forward but also backward.

For example, "With dry eyes I look at the distant mountains across the water, how many people have I seen before, and how many of them understand me" can also be read reversely as "With dry eyes I look at the distant mountains across the water, and how many people have I seen before, and how many of them understand me"

Chen Feng felt like he was sitting on pins and needles. He still didn't know how to do this. What a weird request.

Chapter 45 How can a scholar's work be called plagiarism?

He was very upset and continued to drink. Couldn't they just recite poems properly at the poetry meeting? It was just a mess. What a bunch of sour and pedantic scholars.

I thought I would be the center of attention at the poetry reading and attract the attention of countless talented ladies and beautiful women, but I ended up sitting on the bench.

He looked at Su An's seat in the first place. This man hadn't recited any poems and hadn't shown any talent, so how could he attract so many people's attention? Those so-called talented people were flattering him, and from time to time there were women throwing flirtatious glances at Su An, making Chen Feng so jealous.

It's great to be handsome and have a high status! Isn't it just that he is a little bit more handsome and has a little bit higher status than him?

A bunch of superficial women.

These benefits should obviously belong to him!

He didn't recognize that Su An was the man he complained about as a pretty boy a few days ago.

"Brother Chen, why don't you go up and show off your poetic talent."

At this time, someone noticed Chen Feng drinking alone, and couldn't help but said, "I still want to see Brother Chen compose a poem in four steps."

Chen Feng forced a smile and refused, "No, these rigid competitions are boring."

The man was choked by Chen Feng and could only think that Chen Feng was arrogant and unwilling to play with them.

Then ignore him.

After that, Chen Feng sat in the corner for most of the day, and his butt was sore from sitting.

at last,

"Everyone, it's boring to just compete like this. How about I give you a question and everyone can improvise a poem based on it?"

As the organizer of the poetry gathering, Li Zishuang spoke.

"Okay! Do as Miss Li says!" Chen Feng instantly perked up and agreed loudly. At this moment, his face was flushed and he was a little drunk from drinking.

The others looked strange when they saw this. Why did Chen Feng react so strongly to just a change of mode?

Li Zishuang still maintained a gentle smile: "Now is the season when winter chrysanthemums are in full bloom, why don't we improvise a poem on the theme of chrysanthemums."

Other talented men and women also became interested after listening to this.

"Chrysanthemum, this is a very good question."

"I'll come first!"

"Not competing with the blooming flowers, the winter buds are more fragrant in the evening..."

"Brother Gong Yang is so talented!"

"..."

"The subtle fragrance creeps into the room, and the autumn is even more evident. It stands proudly in the frost and snow, not following the other flowers in bloom..."

"What a poem, what a poem!"

Poems about chrysanthemums appeared at the poetry meeting, pushing the atmosphere of the meeting to a climax.

"What kind of crap poems are these? They are just a bunch of losers!"

This time, Chen Feng finally regained his confidence. He looked at those talented people who were thinking hard with disdain and said loudly: "I'll do it!"

"I have a fifth poem about drinking, please enjoy it."

He stood up unsteadily, and glanced at Li Zishuang's position with a slight drunkenness, with a hint of fiery passion in his eyes.

Such a beauty belongs to a protagonist like him.

But Li Zishuang didn't look at him at all. Instead, she looked at Su An who was sitting in the main seat with some intoxication.

"Cough cough."

Chen Feng's face turned completely dark and he cleared his throat deliberately to attract everyone's attention.

The poetry reading fell silent for a moment, with everyone watching in silence, waiting for Chen Feng's masterpiece.

Chen Feng took a deep breath and looked provocatively at Su An, who had been stealing his limelight.

Just wait, wait until you shock everyone, and Miss Li will definitely look at you with new eyes!

Then he picked up the sake on the table and poured it directly into his mouth, imitating Li Bai's example. As a result, he choked accidentally and coughed several times.

He patted his chest and took a deep breath, then he said with a red face:

"I built my hut in a human world, but there is no noise of carriages and horses. I ask you how you can do that... I pick chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, and leisurely see the southern mountains... I want to explain but I have forgotten the words."

As soon as the poem was finished, the place became noisy again.

"Hiss~ I built my hut in a human world, but without the noise of carriages and horses, this is the artistic conception."

"This poem is wonderful! Wonderful!"

"Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely seeing the southern mountains, what a leisurely scene."

"I just always feel that Mr. Chen's tone when he recites poetry is a little off."

"The reclusive feeling in that poem is full of hermit style. If I just listen to the poem, I would think it was written by an old man. I don't know how Chen Feng could do it at his age."

"Drinking No. 5, are there four more poems before it?" Someone else realized the problem with the title.

"I wonder if Brother Chen could recite the first four poems. They must be stunning works. Why not read them out so that we can enjoy them together?"

In addition to praise, many people also became curious.

Chen Feng suddenly broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead. He just recited the poem casually and forgot to change the title of the poem because he spoke too quickly.

Ask Nima!

In his heart, he cursed those people who raised the questions.

He didn't even know what the four songs were before drinking.

The textbook doesn’t teach this!

He supported himself on the table and explained, "This poem is what I felt when I was free. As for the first four poems, they are not well written, so I won't mention them here."

Many people reluctantly believed this explanation.

"Then who knows whether you copied it or not!" At this moment, a discordant voice sounded.

When everyone looked over, they saw that it was Du Bendu, who had been slapped in the face by Chen Feng not long ago. He also came to attend the poetry reading.

Chen Feng's heart skipped a beat. This kid really got it right.

"It's possible!"

"That's right. Chen Feng was clearly a fool a few days ago. How could he suddenly become a genius in poetry?"

Several more voices sounded at the same time, as if they had been agreed upon.

These questioning voices instantly made Chen Feng's face turn red, and he became anxious.

"These are all my original creations, I didn't plagiarize!"

How can what a scholar does be called plagiarism? He just wants to promote the 5,000-year-old culture in another world.

"Haha, if you are not plagiarizing, then write a few more poems about chrysanthemums." Du Bendu laughed.

What the adult said was indeed right. As soon as he was mentioned about plagiarism, Chen Feng became anxious.

It seems that this kid picked up a lost collection of poems from somewhere. He was actually scared by this kid last time. It was really wrong.

He was actually forced to kneel down and bark like a dog. Thinking of this, Du Bendu's desire to kill Chen Feng became even stronger.

"That's not difficult." Chen Feng, who was already half drunk, boasted, "Don't even mention a few songs, I can make dozens or even hundreds of them!"

"Okay, then one hundred songs!" Du Bendu made the decision immediately after hearing that!

Today he will expose this shameless plagiarist and save his own face!

Chen Feng was stunned for a moment.

What kind of person is he? He was just saying it, why do you take it seriously?

"Don't you dare? If you don't dare, just kneel down and learn to bark like a dog three times." Du Bendu said with a look of contempt.

"Who... who doesn't dare!"

The half-drunk Chen Feng didn't have much room for thinking. The alcohol had corroded most of his nerves, and he could no longer tell that this was actually a completely unfair fight.

Chapter 46 The Emperor Takes Turns, Next Year It's My Turn

Normally speaking, although Chen Feng drank some alcohol, it would not be to this extent.