Famous flowers are thrilling to each other,

He looks like a king and looks with a smile.

Explain the infinite hatred of the spring breeze,

The agarwood pavilion leans against the railings in the north.

Wang Kang did not pause and soon recited another poem, while Zhang Lanfeng was writing it quickly.

From time to time, people around me commented that famous flowers are accompanied by beautiful beauties, which made the king look smiling and kept watching. In the spring breeze, I understood the king's infinite melancholy, leaning against the railings together in the north of the agarwood Pavilion...

What a poem, a scholar shook his head and explained: "The beauty of a beautiful woman is enough to arouse the king's heart. It can be seen how beautiful it should be. This beautiful woman poem is a masterpiece of the world."

After the song ended, Wang Kang began to recite again, a branch of bright red dew condensed in fragrance, clouds and rain in Wushan were heartbroken...

One after another, the rare poems and verses were sprinkled freely in Wang Kang like rain. The people around him had already changed from the initial shock to the numbness.

Zhang Lanfeng's pen tip kept coming, and someone immediately took it away after writing it, and the list was published... and then the next one was written...

"This...this..." Chen Linfeng looked at Wang Kang with a dull look. He was indeed a little suspicious of life as Wang Kang said!

I think he has read many poems and articles for several years, so he has learned so much. For this election, he is also prepared in secret.

I thought about it all but wrote three poems, so I wanted to publish them here to find my reputation and use the main text name!

But Wang Kang, whom he had never looked at before, was a prodigal son.

Each poem is a new work he has never heard of, and each poem is a rare masterpiece.

Compared with the poems written by Wang Kang, his poems and essays are like childish school children and are difficult to compare!

Dong Hui's face was even more ugly. All the previous plans were disrupted. Not only was the battle for the Golden List directly defeated, but even the competition for the Cultural List was defeated!

"The lotus is not as good as the beauty's makeup, and the wind in the water palace brings the fragrance of pearls and jade." Wang Kang finished his last sentence.

He looked at Chen Linfeng, whose eyes were already dull, "How about Mr. Chen? I wrote ten songs in a row. I wonder how many songs you can write?"

"Stop, he finally stopped!"

"Ten songs, ten songs, what did I see, God? Will prodigal sons learn this way?"

The entire third floor of Linyuan Pavilion looked at Wang Kang in amazement, so shocked and too unbelievable!

Zhang Lanfeng took the last stroke, rubbed his sleepy wrist, and spoke first: "Congratulations to Brother Kang, ten poems and essays spread their stories, and Miss Qingman is famous!"

"The golden list is the top spot in the literary list, and the election of the courtesan is a foregone conclusion!"

Zhang Lanfeng's words also woke Dong Hui up, and he shouted with anger on his face.

"Impossible, this is impossible. You are cheating. How could you be so talented?" Dong Hui looked crazy, and Wang Kang made ten poems in a row, like a heavy hammer hitting him.

He has always had a strong sense of superiority towards Wang Kang. Although Dong Hui has a bad reputation, Wang Kang is even more so.

Who in the whole city knows Wang Kang’s name of prodigality, but now this prodigal son subverts everyone’s perception.

He believed that after often, Wang Kang would become famous in Yangzhou, but he was no longer a loser.

When you find that the person you have always looked down on is an object that you cannot reach, no one can accept this kind of thing!

"If I were you, I would have left in shame now, and I still have the face to speak loudly here." Wang Kang shook his head and sighed.

Wang Kang's words made Dong Hui and his men's faces flushed in an instant. Yes, the bold words they made before became jokes.

But in a moment, he was slapped in the face!

"I have long said that Chen Linfeng is unreliable. You can still be a treasure if you are not a human or a dog."

Wang Kang shook his head, looking as if he was regretting Dong Hui, and he felt dizzy when he saw Chen Linfeng and almost vomited blood.

Your sister, this prodigal son is really too damaged. He noticed the strange eyes around him, and Chen Linfeng wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in...

"Wang Kang, don't be too proud too early. I will ask you to pay the price sooner or later!"

Dong Hui left in shame as usual.

Wang Kang shook his head. This second-generation playboy official would not know anything except for making harsh words.

The people who came with Dong Hui walked along, and the entire third floor of Linyuan Pavilion became empty in an instant. The remaining people also looked at Wang Kang with strange eyes.

It's like the first time I met you!

"Haha! It's so pure now!" Wang Kang sat down with a smile, and suddenly saw Zhang Qing staring at him, which scared him.

"What are you going to do?" Wang Kang asked.

"I've decided!" Zhang Qing said with a serious face: "I'll go to the academy tomorrow!"

"Why?" Wang Kang asked subconsciously.

"My father used to teach me, and always said that it was a good thing that I was not as prodigal as you did. Now, you are a prodigal son and become a talented man. How can I live in the future!"

"Haha!" Wang Kang and Zhang Lanfeng both laughed.

Just as a few people were chatting and laughing, Linyuan Pavilion was also in a state of excitement. On the list of articles, Wang Kang's ten poems were written high, which attracted a lot of discussion.

"Which Wang Kang is this Wang Kang? Could it be that he has the same name as Young Master Kang?"

"The courtesan has chosen it, and it has written ten poems in succession, and it is a good story!"

"These ten poems and essays were all handed down from Linyuan Pavilion, and they were indeed written by Young Master Kang now!"

"Impossible, how could that prodigal son write poetry?"

"It must have been bought at a high price before, and the title was made when the courtesan was actually selected!"

Most people do not believe that these ten poems were written by Wang Kang, but no matter what, they cannot resist the spread of poems.

Huajian Restaurant, scholars and talented men gathered together in the streets and alleys, but the courtesans actually chose it as a poetry party in their opinion.

Writing poems on beauty!

Some excellent poems and essays are among their discussions, and Wang Kang wrote them here.

On the east bank of the Luo River, a grand event of talented men and beautiful women is held here. This is the routine of choosing a courtesan every year.

The poems and essays on the previous list are all published here, but this year there is no poem. They are now appreciating Wang Kang's writings.

"Is this really what the prodigal young master did?"

"The clouds think of clothes and flowers think of appearance, the spring breeze blows through the threshold and the dew is thick... What a beautiful artistic conception, what a beautiful lyrics." A talented woman sighed.

"No matter whether these poems were written by Young Master Kang or not, I can't do them." A handsome young man sighed.

His name is Tang Feng, and he is a very famous talented man in Yangzhou.

"Brother Tang is serious, why aren't you better than that prodigal son?" Another person said, "In my opinion, these poems and essays must not be written by Wang Kang. Perhaps someone else was bought by the prodigal son with money."

This was echoed by everyone, but there was only one person in a daze.

"The clouds think of clothes and flowers think of appearance, and the spring breeze blows through the threshold and the dew is thick..." Lin Yuyan murmured softly.

Isn’t this what Wang Kang wrote for the first time when he saw her? But now he has completed the whole poem.

Lin Yuyan likes poetry and articles, and she is extremely talented, so she has been named a talented woman in Yongzhou. The courtesan chose her, and she has no interest in fighting for beauty.

Then I came here and wanted to find some good poems, but I didn't expect that all the masterpieces were actually written by the prodigal son...

[Author’s off-topic]: I was originally preparing for a weekend update, but I didn’t expect to encounter overtime work. It’s so sad, there is still one chapter later.
Chapter completed!