"The most wonderful thing about spring is that the emperor's capital is filled with unparalleled smoke and willows."

Liu Chu leisurely and calmly recited the last two sentences of "Early Spring Presents the Water Department Zhang Shiba Yuanwai" by Han Yu, a poet of the Tang Dynasty.

This is his natural advantage as a time traveler. Others compose poems and he memorizes them. Others compose poems just like "Papa", but his words are eternal quatrains!

As soon as these two sentences came out, the expectation in Xuanyi's eyes turned to shock when she looked at Liu Chu. After tasting it for three breaths in her heart, she quickly came back to her senses and motioned for Zhou Hao to continue answering while holding a pen and writing it quickly.

The two lines of poems spoken by Liu Chu are recorded on the previous paper.

Zhou Hao watched Xuanyi's every move. When Liu Chu's two poems came out, the contempt in his eyes gradually receded, and was replaced by a look of severity and anger.

Xuanyi only copied Liu Chu's poems and was indifferent to what he had just done, which made him very unhappy!

"As the solution flies away, the clouds stop, and the news of business returns to the spring."

After a short period of thinking, Zhou Hao recited these two lines confidently. He felt that although these two lines of poetry were less meaningful than the two lines written by Liu Chu just now, they would definitely catch Xuan Yi's eyes.

"Mr. Liu, it's your turn."

However, Xuanyi just nodded slightly again, looking at Liu Chu with more expectancy than before, and even showed a smile on the corner of her mouth.

"hateful!"

Zhou Hao was so angry that he was shaking at this moment. He glared at Liu Chu angrily. He did not believe that Liu Chu could maintain high-quality creations in such a short period of time.

"Egrets fly in the desert paddy fields, and orioles sing in the overcast summer trees."

The corner of Liu Chu's mouth raised slightly. He didn't care about Zhou Hao's gaze at all. He looked at Xuan Yi with a smile and a touch of elegance on his face, and recited two lines from "Ji Yu Wang Chuan Zhuang Zuo" by Wang Wei, a poet of the Tang Dynasty.

"What a poem!"

At this time, before Xuanyi could make a comment, one of the three maids on the side spoke in praise.

This time Xuanyi was very decisive. While Liu Chu was reading poems, she was writing furiously. After he finished reading, she had already begun to taste the poems.

"Xuan Yi! Why do you only copy his poems!"

Zhou Hao couldn't stand it anymore and directly questioned Xuan Yi.

"If your poems are as good as Mr. Liu's, I will also copy them."

"You still have four breaths left."

One second, Xuanyi was enjoying reading Liu Chu's poems, but the next second her eyes turned to Zhou Hao with a look of indifference.

In fact, in his mind, the two men were already competing, with Liu Chu winning over Zhou Hao.

If it weren't for Zhou Hao's identity, she would have wanted to kick him out directly.

"three."

"two."

"one."

"Master Zhou, I'm sorry, it's time."

"This is the first time I want you to cut off your right arm."

After Liu Chu counted ten breaths for Zhou Hao, he pointed at Zhou Hao's right arm with a cold smile and said.

"you……"

Zhou Hao clenched his fists. He couldn't believe that the first sentence ended like this. He was so anxious to argue with Xuanyi that the poem was still being composed in his mind and he had no time to say it!

"Crack!"

Zhou Hao was also a ruthless person. He just gritted his teeth and hesitated for a moment before slashing his right shoulder directly with his left palm. With a crisp sound of bone cracking, his right arm was broken and the bloody arm fell to the ground.

on the ground.

"continue!"

Blood splashed all over Zhou Hao's face, and he glared at Liu Chu with murderous intent. Even after cutting off his right arm, he didn't even frown!

"Master Zhou is true to his word, and Liu admires him."

Liu Chu cupped his fists and said with a smile.

Zhou Hao really wanted to kick him to death, but he could still distinguish between breaking his arm and losing his life!

"In this second round, the poems written by you and me must contain a kind of plant, be it 'flower', 'grass', 'tree', etc."

"Mr. Liu, this game starts with you."

Regarding Zhou Hao's broken arm, Xuan Yi never looked at him at all. Her eyes were always on Liu Chu, with expectation and enjoyment on her face.

"The country is broken by the mountains and rivers, and the city is full of greenery in spring. I feel the flowers splashing with tears when I feel sad, and the birds are frightened by the hatred of others."

"This poem is called "Spring Hope", and the two extra lines are dedicated to Miss Xuanyi."

Liu Chu's eyes showed deep affection and he smiled slightly at Xuanyi's dull gaze.

"Thanks."

While comprehending the poem, Xuan Yi accidentally came into contact with Liu Chu's "electrified" gaze, and for a moment she felt "electric shock".

With his literary emotion mixed with his own charm, Liu Chu was confident that he could win over this ambitious little girl tonight.

Without exception, Xuanyi once again completely copied Liu Chu's poem and looked at Zhou Hao.

"There is glory in learning and selling sunflowers, and the mangrove trees will not move even under the gentle autumn rain."

After only three breaths, Zhou Hao's poem blurted out.

After losing an arm, he knew that he had been careless just now, and the talent Liu Chu displayed in front of him was definitely not inferior to his own!

The game has already begun, and he has sworn by the law of heaven. Acting on impulse at this time will only bring him to a place of eternal destruction. If he wants to regain his face, he must be very energetic!

Xuan Yi nodded lightly. After Zhou Hao made these two sentences, a rare look of satisfaction appeared in her eyes, but that was all, and she had no intention of copying.

"Mr. Liu, please."

"The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red."

Liu Chu recited the poem without any pressure. This poem was selected from "Sent Off to Lin Zifang at Dawn from Jingci Temple" by Yang Wanli, a poet from the Song Dynasty.

Xuanyi never let go of any poem Liu Chu read.

"Huaixi duck walks to see the peach blossoms, and the envoys return to visit the five lakes."

Zhou Hao is quite capable when he takes it seriously.

"The tree at the head of my inkstone washing pond has blooming flowers with faint ink marks."

When it was Liu Chu's turn, he blurted out.

"The dream under the tree is frightening, the clouds and rain are clear, and the boat is stopped and the greenery is hidden in the fairyland."

After Zhou Hao thought about it for six breaths, he came up with great difficulty.

"Three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo are the prophet of ducks in the spring river."

Liu Chu still blurted out. From the outside, he didn't need to think at all, and his face always had a calm look, which was in sharp contrast to the seriousness and urgency on Zhou Hao's face.

"call--"

A long gasp came from Zhou Hao's mouth, and his forehead was already covered with beads of sweat.

"The shadow of the pond fell behind in shock, and the drops of wine were scattered among the five clouds."

This time, Zhou Hao spent nine breaths. When he finished these two sentences, sweat dripped down his face.

"The mountains look colorful from a distance, but the water sounds silent up close. Spring has gone and the flowers are still there, and the birds are not surprised when people come."

Liu Chu deliberately wrote the whole poem just to put pressure on Zhou Hao. This piece from Wang Wei's "Painting" can be said to be full of artistic conception and extremely vivid in its depiction.

"you!"

Zhou Hao looked at Liu Chu who was deliberately provocative and almost bit his lip with his teeth.

"Master Zhou, please pay attention to the time?"

Liu Chu reminded him affectionately and counted down the time for him very considerately.

"five."

"Four."

"three."

"two."

"one."

"Time's up!"

"This sentence is not bad. You can fight me for several rounds, but it is a pity that you are about to lose your left arm."

"There are two rounds left, keep up the good work."

Liu Chu showed pity on his face and looked at Zhou Hao with a touch of encouragement in his eyes.

"Bang!"
To be continued...