Douluo: Reversed Ten Thousand Times, Blackening the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda

Chapter 99 Famous Doucheng

"Sister Yuehua, sister Yuehua..."

I don't know how long it took, but Tang Yuehua finally heard A Yin's call.

Tang Yuehua shook his head helplessly, "Ah Yin, why are you shouting so loudly? Sister Yuehua, I'm not deaf, I can't hear because I'm dazzled..."

Ah Yin stuck out her tongue and complained a little: "But I have called you more than ten times, and now you hear..."

"Really?" Tang Yuehua was startled when he heard this, with an expression of disbelief.

This time it was Ah Yin's turn to be helpless. She stretched out her slender fingers and pointed at the hourglass not far away, "Sister Yuehua, take a look at how long it has passed."

Tang Yuehua looked over after hearing this, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

Based on the comparison between now and before, more than ten minutes have passed.

"But I feel like I was in a trance..."

"Sister Yuehua, I am very curious now, what exactly is written on that piece of paper in your hand."

Ah Yin asked curiously.

"You better see for yourself."

Tang Yuehua said and handed the paper in his hand to A Yin.

After Ah Yin took it, he immediately looked over.

The result was exactly the same as Tang Yuehua's expression.

Confusion first appeared in the beautiful eyes, and then shock.

"I can't believe, I really can't believe that someone can write such a unique poem."

After a long time, Ah Yin couldn't help but shake his head in admiration.

She was truly impressed.

The hundred or so words on the paper made her unable to help but read them over and over again.

"Sister Yuehua, do you know who this Ning Yu is? I want to meet..."

Ah Yin's eyes were full of expectation.

She wanted to see what kind of person he was.What kind of talent do you have to write such a poem?

"You are making things difficult for me." Tang Yuehua shook his head with a wry smile, "I have never heard of this person."

"Is that so..."

A Yin's face inevitably showed a look of disappointment when he heard this.

When Tang Yuehua saw this, a smile appeared on his face, "However, you don't have to worry too much. Who it is, we will find out who it is by asking the waiter before we summoned him."

"Yeah."

Ah Yin said excitedly.

"Dangdangdang."

At this moment, there was another knock on the door.

"Madam, all distinguished guests have already written poems. Please go down and enjoy them."

The waiter's voice came from outside the door.

"Crench."

Tang Yuehua opened the door, and the waiter outside was the same person who had just brought Tang Yuehua the poem written by Ning Yu.

"lady."

Seeing Tang Yuehua, the waiter quickly lowered his head.

"I ask you, is the person who just wrote the poem still alive?"

Hearing Tang Yuehua's question, the waiter had an idea and immediately understood that the person Tang Yuehua was asking should be Ning Yu.

He quickly replied, "No more. The distinguished guest wrote the poem and left."

Tang Yuehua's eyes flashed, but she didn't say anything.

But Ah Yin muttered with some disappointment, "You're actually gone?"

She really wanted to see what kind of person Ning Yu was.

"Then do you know what this person looks like?"

Tang Yuehua asked again.

"He looks about fifteen or sixteen years old, well-dressed, and extremely handsome."

The waiter answered almost without thinking.

He didn't pay much attention to Ning Yu before.

But after discovering the poems written by Ning Yu, Ning Yu's voice and appearance gradually became more profound in his mind.

Want to forget can not forget.

It can be said that it comes as soon as you open your mouth.

however.

After listening to the waiter's words, Tang Yuehua's eyes couldn't help but trance, "He's just a teenager?"

This result was very different from what she had in mind.

In her opinion.

Those who can write water-melody songs and such peerless poems must have experienced the vicissitudes of the world.

Otherwise, there would be no such thing as the moon waxing and waning, and people experiencing joys and sorrows.

And if you are young, it will be difficult for you to have such exquisite writing style.

"What? He's only a teenager?"

After hearing what the waiter said, Ah Yin also exclaimed, "Did you read that correctly?"

The thoughts in her heart were similar to Tang Yuehua's.

I also think that a teenage boy cannot compose such poetry.

"Is there a possibility that this poem was written by an elder in the boy's family and then plagiarized by him?"

Ah Yin suddenly thought of a possibility.

As soon as this statement came out, Tang Yuehua also recognized it.

In fact, even if Ah Yin didn't say it, she still thought so.

Tang Yuehua looked at the waiter again, "From today on, you don't have to do anything. You just stand guard at the door and watch every day.

As long as that boy appears in Yuexuan again, bring him to see me immediately.

In addition, you can go to Manager Tang to receive a gold soul coin reward later. "

"Yes, ma'am."

The waiter was excited.

One gold soul coin was his three months' salary.

Sure enough, his judgment was correct.

The young man's poems really moved the lady.

"Let's go, let's go and see what kind of poems those noble gentlemen have made."

Tang Yuehua flicked his sleeves and walked out of the door.

Ah Yin also followed out.

She casually put a veil on her face.

……

"Hey, Mrs. Yuehua is here..."

"I've been here for seven days in a row, and I finally got to meet him."

"I haven't seen you for half a month, but Mrs. Yuehua is still as charming as ever."

"..."

The moment they saw Tang Yuehua, the noble men were all excited.They all greeted Tang Yuehua one after another.

Looking at these nobles who only knew how to live in luxury and wealth, Tang Yuehua was very disgusted, but for the sake of Haotian Sect, Tang Yuehua could only pinch his nose and endure it.

And Tang Yuehua dealt with them one by one without any disrespect, and could not see anything wrong at all.

"Mrs. Yuehua, since you are here, let's take a look at the best works recommended by all of us."

At this moment, a middle-aged man with a somewhat stout figure walked out.

He looks square and noble.

Tang Yuehua also knew him.

This person is none other than one of the most powerful people in the Tiandou Empire, the younger brother of His Majesty the current Emperor, Prince Snow Star.

After speaking, Prince Xuexing handed a piece of paper to Tang Yuehua.

"Your Highness, Prince Youlao."

Tang Yuehua said, taking the white paper from Prince Xuexing's hand, his lips trembled slightly, and he studied it silently.

In reality she was just pretending to be serious.

She can evaluate the quality of this poem with just one word.

rotten.

Two words that suck.

Three words that are very bad.

Ah Yin also saw the contents of the paper clearly from Tang Yuehua's side.

If compared with the poems written by Ning Yu, this is simply a heaven and an earth.

She didn't understand why such a poem was highly praised by many princes and nobles.
However, as her eyes moved downward, she understood something more.

Because the author of this poem is signed by Snow Star.

That is the fat man in front of me.

At this moment, Ah Yin suddenly understood and couldn't help but sneer in his heart, "Haha, the reason why everyone admires this poem so highly has nothing to do with the quality of the poem, it is entirely due to human nature." '

Just ask.

With such a big man among them, who would dare to step on his head?
Isn't that a crime committed against the wind?

Who would have a long life?
The aristocrats like to live in a life of luxury, but they are not stupid. They know clearly who should be supported, who can be offended, and who can be severely trampled.

Facing Xuexing, the prince with great authority in the empire, it was enough to brag.

They will have a better life if they flatter them comfortably.

"Mrs. Yuehua, what do you think of my poem? Maybe it catches your eye?"

Prince Snow Star asked, with a proud smile on his face.

no way.

The praise from many princes and nobles just now has already made him dizzy.It hasn't landed yet.

It was even said that as soon as he finished speaking, someone started to praise him again.

"The poems written by His Royal Highness are truly peerless."

"I have been in the literary world for decades, and this is the first time you have seen such a shocking work."

"If literature has realms, I think His Royal Highness can aspire to the realm of Title Douluo just by relying on this poem."

"..."

Everyone, you speak my word.

This made Prince Snow Star feel happy.

but.

He also knew not to act too proud.

A modest fake smile appeared on his face, "Haha, you guys are serious."

"I am very ashamed of this compliment."

"There are people outside the world, and there are mountains outside the mountains. This little talent here is not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning."

He said it was not worth mentioning, but in his heart, he already regarded himself as a god in the literary world.

"His Royal Highness's literary talents are far beyond the reach of others."

Under the expectant gaze of Prince Xuexing, Tang Yuehua slowly said, "If it were in the past, His Highness would have taken the lead."

That's natural... Prince Xuexing felt proud, but when he thought about it carefully, what Tang Yuehua just said seemed a little off.

"and many more."

"Mrs. Yuehua, what you just said was in the past..."

"Can it be said that there are still masterpieces that are better than mine today?"

He stared at Tang Yuehua with his eyes widened.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Before Tang Yuehua could speak, the surrounding nobles immediately refuted.

“His Royal Highness’s literary talent was unrivaled by anyone at that time…”

"Yes."

People still want to brag about it.

However, he was interrupted by Prince Xue Xing with a cold face, "Everyone is quiet, let's listen to what Mrs. Yuehua has to say. I also want to see what kind of masterpiece that Mrs. Yuehua admires so much."

After saying that, everyone stopped talking and looked at Tang Yuehua eagerly.

Not in a hurry.

Spray again later.

"Your Highness, it's up to you to see for yourself."

Tang Yuehua said, took out the poem written by Ning Yu from his arms and handed it to Prince Xuexing.

After Xuexing took the paper from Tang Yuehua's hand, he raised it up without even looking at it, and asked loudly: "Who will read aloud?"

He behaved very arrogantly.

It seems that such poems are not worthy of my eyes.

"I would like to read it aloud to His Royal Highness the Prince."

Immediately, a thin middle-aged nobleman stood up and took the paper from Xuexing's hand.

Xuexing said lightly: "Let's get started."

"Yes."

The middle-aged noble nodded, and then read aloud: "Shui Tiao Ge Tou..."

Everyone was startled when they heard this, what a strange name.

Xue Xing even showed disdain.

Does this name also deserve to be called poetry?
But as the middle-aged nobleman continued to read down, everyone became restless.

Their faces changed suddenly.

But they dare not make a sound for fear of missing every word.

Those are all huge sins.

It's about a hundred words and doesn't take long to read.

but.

As the voice of the middle-aged noble fell, there was no sound from the Yuexuan.

The silence is terrifying.

It's been a long time.

"What a masterpiece!"

No one in the crowd made such a sound of admiration.

But there was immediate rebuttal.

"Brother, what are you talking about? I'll give you two seconds to reorganize your words."

As he spoke, he gave the man a wink.

The man's expression immediately changed when he heard this.

Yes.

How could I praise that water-melody song?

But he immediately thought of a remedy.

"Don't get me wrong. The masterpieces I'm talking about are the poems of His Highness the Prince. Who is that Ning Yu? I can't even understand what he wrote."

"That's right. Although this poem is catchy, it has no deep meaning. It's just words."

"Also, and I can't even choose a good name."

Many nobles turned on the spray mode.

Constantly looking for flaws in the water tune song.

of course.

Even if they can't find any flaws, they still have a reason to spray it.

That's what someone said.

"What kind of poem is this? If nothing else, it just says that the person who created it is named Ning, which makes me very uncomfortable!"

however.

Xuexing's back was turned to them.

Only Tang Yuehua and A Yin, standing opposite Xuexing, could see the changing colors of Xuexing.

no doubt.

Xue Xing still has some cultural background, not without the ability to judge.

Why can't he listen to Shui Tiao singing?

Even he was lost in that special artistic conception before and couldn't extricate himself for a long time.

If my own works were compared to this, they would be rubbish.

They are as different from each other as clouds and mud.

And those nobles keep touting, where are they praising themselves?

Isn't that purely slapping yourself in the face?
Life after life of praise made him so ashamed that he wished he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

"enough!"

He could no longer contain the anger in his heart and shouted loudly.

The whole place was suddenly silent.

"Hmph, do you really think that this king has no judgment?"

When the nobles heard this, they immediately felt ashamed.

At this moment, I heard Xuexing say again: "I lost this game."

After Xuexing finished speaking, he turned around and strode away through the crowd.

It’s okay not to leave.

It’s so fucking embarrassing.

After Xuexing left, the atmosphere in the field immediately boiled.

The nobles rushed to Tang Yuehua's side.

Keep asking, who is this Ning Yu?

Why don't you come out and meet me?

Tang Yuehua could only answer everyone with a wry smile, "I'm very sorry, I don't know who this Ning Yu is."

but.

In any case, Ning Yu's name was like a big earthquake, causing quite a shock to the aristocratic circle overnight.

……

the other side.

Young Master Ning also returned to the academy.

"Hey, you're still willing to come back!"

suddenly.

A voice sounded from behind Ning Yu.

But Ning Yu walked away with his head lowered as if he hadn't heard.

"stop!"

Another figure appeared in front of him, opening his arms to stop him.

"Ning Rongrong, why are you stopping me in the middle of the night?
Don’t you know that scaring people can scare them to death? "

Ning Yu frowned and said.

Ning Rongrong said with a smile but not a smile, "Haha, my good brother, are you deaf? Sister Yanzi is calling you from behind."

"Ah, is there any?"

Ning Yu turned around as if belatedly, pretending to be shocked, "Yanyan, when did you run behind me?"

Dugu Yan's teeth were itching with anger, this guy was still pretending.

(End of this chapter)