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Chapter 73 The Battle of the List

"Master Wang Kang of the Earl of Fuyang Mansion, supports Li Qingman with 50,000 gold coins!"

"Zhang Qing, son of Viscount Qiaodan, supports Li Qingman with five thousand gold coins!"

"Zhang Lanfeng, Mr. Zhang also supports five thousand gold coins!"

The cheers came one after another, which shocked the whole audience! This is really a huge waste of money!

"As expected of Master Kang, you are indeed so heroic!"

"Haha, I knew Master Kang would definitely take action!"

"This prodigal son, that's 50,000 gold coins, enough for me to spend two lifetimes, no! Three lifetimes is enough!"

“We don’t understand the world of rich people!”

After hearing this, Li Qingman was slightly startled and couldn't help but smile. She knew that Wang Kang would take action, but she didn't expect that he would be so generous.

She couldn't help but think of Wang Kang's bold words that day. I'm not more afraid of anyone than spending money. It's true!

Xie Wanying showed a bitter smile. When she saw Li Qingman appear on the stage, she, who is also a woman, also felt a sense of surprise.

It's not because of Li Qingman's appearance, but because of her hair, makeup and clothing, especially that special blue and white dress.

It's really beautiful, just like a piece of art.

She knew that these must be the handiwork of that prodigal young master, and only he could have such unbridled creative ideas.

She suddenly felt regretful, maybe she really shouldn't have agreed to Dong Qian...

Wang Kang's bold move set off a wave of rhythm, and the citizens watching the excitement below also participated in the ranking.

Li Qingman's simple and elegant beauty is obviously more impactful among the heavy makeup, making everyone's eyes brighten!

The amount of money rose rapidly, and Xie Wanying was soon left far behind, taking the lead, setting a record in the history of running for oiran!

Of course everyone understands that this is because of the involvement of Wang Kang, a prodigal son!

Dong Hui's face was extremely ugly, and the others also lost their laughter just now. After struggling with so many people, they were beaten down in less than a moment!

The bold statement just now became a joke.

Wang Kang looked at Dong Hui coldly. Do you really think that with more people, you can be more powerful? They are just a bunch of rabble!

Wang Kang wrote down the people who had just listened to Dong Hui's action one by one. These people were the targets he would deal with later.

Wang Kang has never been a bad person. He will repay others' kindness a hundredfold, and he will repay others' hatred a thousandfold!

At this moment, Liu Cheng suddenly spoke.

"So what if you have a lot of money? This Oiran campaign still has a literary list. The more poems and lyrics you write, the more famous you will be..."

"Haha!" Wang Kang burst out laughing after hearing this, "Poems, lyrics and songs? Who do you rely on? Just rely on that person who is neither a human nor a dog, Shen Linfeng?"

As soon as Wang Kang said these words, the whole hall burst into laughter, and everyone looked at Shen Linfeng.

On that day, Wang Kang wrote a travel poem "Farewell to Shen Linfeng" in Manxiang Pavilion. Within the next day, it was spread in the city. Because of the simple words, it became popular and quickly spread like crazy.

Even the children who just entered the poetry school can memorize a few sentences. Now Xian Linfeng has become even more popular. It was famous before, but now it is notorious!

Neither man nor dog has become synonymous with him!

Shen Linfeng's face turned very ugly. He had been keeping a low profile here since he didn't want to be too conspicuous.

What a joke!

Unexpectedly, Wang Kang still attracted him. In this case, you're welcome.

He came here today because Dong Hui asked for help, and he also wanted to take this opportunity to clear his name, as long as he produced a classic masterpiece.

It will be widely circulated, and then the bad reputation will be washed away and the talent will be preserved!

With this thought in mind, he took out a pen and paper, started writing, and quickly wrote a poem.

"Fascinating and coy,"

"The red lips are smiling."

"The wind blows through the grape belt,"

"Rizhao pomegranate skirt."

Liu Cheng, who was standing by, read it smoothly and read it loudly.

"What a poem! What a poem!" Dong Hui echoed hurriedly, "Isn't this exactly what Miss Xie is talking about? She is so vivid and lifelike!"

Finish writing! Put away the pen! Shen Linfeng put on a posture that he thought was chic and said proudly: "Post it for me and sign it to Shen Linfeng!"

"Okay, Mr. Shen!" A boy immediately picked him up. This is the rule of running for the oiran list. If you write good poems and songs, someone will immediately copy them on the list.

It is specially designed to be studied by talented people and beauties. The more poems and poems are sung, the more popular they will be, which will help the Oiran campaign.

"Master Kang, you showed your talent in Manxiang Pavilion earlier. You were just a little Daoer when you made the couplets. Can you also write a poem on the spot to help the Oiran campaign? Otherwise, it will be too ugly!" Dong Hui teased Wang. Kang Yin said.

He had made a conspiracy with Shen Linfeng before. Wang Kang showed great power in Manxiang Pavilion that day and made repeated mischiefs. There must be some expert guidance behind it.

None of them believed that Wang Kang, a prodigal son, could suddenly become talented and learned.

"Yes, Master Kang also made a song for us to see!"

"You have heard that Young Master Kang is such a talented person, why are you still reluctant to show your face?"

Several officials who had previously helped Dong Hui all responded in agreement, obviously wanting to see Wang Kang's joke.

A prodigal son writes poetry? It’s funny just thinking about it!

Shen Linfeng also looked at Wang Kang proudly, looking calm and composed. He was fully prepared for today. The previous poem was just an appetizer...

"How about I come?" Zhang Lanfeng looked at Wang Kang and asked with a smile.

"It's not necessary for poetry, but I need you to write it. My handwriting is too ugly!" Wang Kang said helplessly.

"Haha!" Zhang Lanfeng laughed, "It's a blessing for Zhang to be able to write for Brother Kang!"

Seeing this scene, people were even more disdainful. They couldn't even write well but they still had to compose poems? Doesn't this mean that they ran away before they learned to walk?

Don’t be afraid of a big fall!

You are still pretending to be decent, but let’s see what you can do? Dong Hui and others sneered.

Wang Kang ignored them and spoke calmly,

Clouds think of clothes, flowers think of faces,

The spring breeze blows on the threshold and the dew is strong.

If I hadn’t seen you at the top of Qunyu Mountain,

We will meet each other under the moon at Yaotai.

"Good poem, good poem!" Just when Wang Kang finished reciting, Zhang Lanfeng stopped writing and hurriedly said: "Seeing the brightness of clouds, I think of the gorgeousness of their clothes; seeing the beauty of flowers, I think of the beauty of people's faces. If we didn’t meet her at the top of Qunyu Mountain, we would meet her under the moonlight of Yaochi.”

"There is no physical description in the whole poem, but it is all revealed through artistic conception, just like Miss Li's situation at this moment! Wonderful, wonderful!"

Zhang Lanfeng applauded repeatedly, "Master Kang is really a great talent!"

As soon as this poem came out, the whole audience was stunned. The wording and artistic conception of this poem were much better than what Shen Linfeng had just written. But was this really written by Wang Kang, a prodigal?

Shen Linfeng was also in disbelief. What happened? Did he prepare it before or did he actually create it on the spot? Now he is a little unsure!

"Pass it out to me! Hang it on Li Qingman's literary list," Wang Kang ordered, and then someone came to pick it up.

Seeing that Zhang Lanfeng was about to put away the pen, Wang Kang said again: "Brother Zhang, wait a minute, I have to ask Brother Zhang to write for him."

"You still want to write poetry?" Zhang Lanfeng asked in astonishment.

Wang Kang glanced at Shen Linfeng, who had a dull look on his face, "Yes, I will do it again, I will make him doubt his life today!"
Chapter completed!
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