A family of widows, all shouldered, raising the dragon flag!

"In the third year of the Great Zhou Dynasty... the capital of the Yu Dynasty..."

I told him: "Its form is as graceful as a startled swan, as lithe as a swimming dragon..."

Qin Ze spoke eloquently!

The entire room went from being filled with discussion at the beginning to being completely silent at the end.

Even some talented individuals who held Qin Ze in utter contempt quickly found their pens and ink and began to record his thoughts.

Every word Qin Ze uttered was so beautiful, and each of the key words was something they had never heard of before.

Let alone a literary sage, even if an immortal came, he wouldn't dare to say this is plagiarism!

This goes beyond any of the words they have learned.

When Liu Jinghong heard Qin Ze say "as graceful as a startled swan," it was exactly her name, and "as elegant as a swimming dragon," which was what she remembered from when she was practicing shooting at the training ground.

Then I remembered how Qin Ze had secretly looked at her before, and how she had scolded him!

Then Qin Ze said that her waist was as slender as a silk ribbon and her beauty was undiminished...

Isn't this a scene straight out of a wedding night? Her waist was as white as silk… her waist was indeed very white and slender…

In an instant, her pretty face turned bright red.

Because she discovered that Qin Ze seemed to have liked her for a very long time.

And today, Qin Ze is using alcohol to express his inner thoughts, isn't that his way of confessing his feelings to her?

Was the so-called Goddess of the Luo River written for her?

Liu Jinghong was thrilled. Only today did she realize that Qin Ze's love for her had lasted for so long.

Su Ningzhi, who was standing to the side, had tears welling up in her eyes!

Qin Ze had previously said that he could never forget her and that he was obsessed with her, but she thought it was a lie.

After all, he loved her so much, how could he not touch her on their wedding night?

If he missed her that much, she left the door open; why leave her crying and waiting in an empty room?

She thought all this talk of respect and gender equality was just empty rhetoric!

But at that moment, she believed it.

Because of the beautiful woman seen by the cliff, it is referring to her. She saw Qin Ze when she was taking a walk to clear her mind, but she felt extremely disgusted at the time. Little did she know that she would become an unforgettable memory in Qin Ze's heart.

She had sensed the descriptions of her that followed, but the thought of how she appeared in Qin Ze's mind made her restless.

For the first time, she felt a connection with a man and wanted to spend her life with him.

[Liu Jinghong's favorability +5]

[Liu Jinghong's favorability +5]

[Su Ningzhi's favorability +5]

[Su Ningzhi's favorability +5]

……

[Liu Jinghong's favorability rating: 90]

[Su Ningzhi's favorability rating: 80]

Seeing the two women's positive feelings towards him, Qin Ze instantly became excited.

They didn't even wait for everyone to finish taking notes.

He then shouted at the Sage of Literature, "Sage of Literature, is this 'Ode to the Goddess of the Luo River' that you gifted to my wife plagiarized?"

This question made Li Jianbai blush.

He wanted to say yes, but he didn't remember all of Qin Ze's words.

On many occasions, he had never even heard of it.

"Young Master, you flatter me greatly. Such a masterpiece is beyond my ability to create!"

When the other party admits they cannot do it.

Qin Ze laughed even more wildly.

"Bring the wine!"

Seeing Qin Ze stealing the limelight, a hint of displeasure flashed in Emperor Renzong's eyes.

But they still sent another jar of wine over.

Qin Ze picked up the wine jar and drank it down again.

The thousands of people in the arena showed no mockery in their eyes or words.

All that remains is reverence, respect, and expectation.

Everyone was wondering if Qin Ze had created something even better than the "Ode to the Goddess of the Luo River" he had just written.

Seeing the complete silence in the room, Qin Ze realized that the recitation of "Ode to the Goddess of the Luo River" had thoroughly stunned everyone.

But since it's already done...

He wanted to do it to the extreme!

"The literary contest just now had to be between women, so I presented my wife with the 'Ode to the Goddess of the Luo River'."

"But His Majesty has bestowed upon me three jars of fine wine; if I do not present something in return today, it would be a dereliction of duty for a subject!"

"Therefore, I wish to present the remaining copy of the 'Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng' to His Majesty, hoping that His Majesty will have the time to see the magnificent landscape of our Great Zhou!"

"Someone, bring me the Four Treasures of the Study (writing brush, ink stick, inkstone, and paper); I need a long scroll!"

"This time, I'm afraid you won't recognize the words I use!"

Surprisingly, no one refuted Qin Ze's crazed mockery.

Because Qin Ze had just proven himself to them with his absolute strength.

A sharp glint flashed in Emperor Renzong's eyes.

Although Qin Ze was somewhat rude, the other party was ultimately a spoiled brat, and did not seem to pose as much of a threat to him or to the Great Zhou as he had imagined.

But the thought was fleeting; he would not allow anything to threaten his throne.

Especially the Qin family, which had once threatened his existence. If Qin Ze were not one of the nine sons of the Qin family, he might have been willing to recruit him.

But with 100,000 troops on the frontier and 3,000 Black Scale Guards from the Qin family, he was destined not to be able to recruit Qin Ze for his own use, unless Qin Ze cut off his own arms!

Qin Ze did not care what Zhou Renzong thought.

All he wants to do right now is pretend!

The brushstrokes flow like dragons and snakes! Powerful and vigorous!

Qin Ze's move once again shocked everyone.

They discovered that Qin Ze was not only skilled in poetry and prose, but also in calligraphy, which was at a master level.

Moreover, they had never seen or heard of this font before.

"Wearing embroidered gates, looking down from carved eaves...the houses and villages stretch to the ground..."

"The sunset glows and a lone egret flies together; the autumn waters blend seamlessly with the vast sky..."

"We met by chance, and we are both strangers in a foreign land..."

……

shock!

quiet!

You could hear a pin drop!

Breathing stagnation!

After Qin Ze's "Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng" was published, no one dared to speak out anymore.

Even Li Jianbai, who was known as the Sage of Literature, looked decades older at this moment.

Suti was experiencing a mix of emotions at that moment.

He didn't think highly of the ninth son of the Qin family.

But this child turned out to be the most promising.

Thinking back on his past actions, he felt he shouldn't have acted that way. Since he had married into the Qin family, how could they not support each other?

Su Ningzhi stared blankly at the man on the stage.

It was so domineering, so crazy, so captivating!

She originally thought Qin Ze was joking or bragging when he said that he possessed ten out of ten units of talent in the world.

But now he understands that this man, his husband, wasn't exaggerating.

He is truly talented! And his talent surpasses even that of a literary sage.

[Su Ningzhi's favorability +5]

[Su Ningzhi's favorability +5]

[Su Ningzhi's favorability rating: 90]

With the blessing of the Golden Eyes of Truth, Qin Ze's eyes shone with wild joy.

He suddenly felt that the old lady's decision was correct.

If it weren't for Su Ningzhi being with me, when would I ever have been able to raise my favorability rating to 90?

"My ladies, please help me up! I feel like I can't walk anymore!"

Qin Ze's words broke the silence of the scene.

Upon hearing Qin Ze's call, Su Ningzhi and Liu Jinghong rushed forward immediately, their only thought at that moment being to protect this man.

He is skilled in both literature and martial arts, and knows how to praise and care for others.

How could I let go of such a handsome man?

For a fleeting moment, Liu Jinghong didn't even want to help Qin Ze win over his sister-in-law anymore.

"The 'Sage of Literature' accused me first, and now he's still accusing me of plagiarism?"

Looking at the drunken Qin Ze, Li Jianbai could only manage a wry smile.

"If you, young friend, are plagiarizing, then no one in the world will dare to say they won't plagiarize. I'm too old to keep up with you young people."

As he said this, Li Jianbai let out a long sigh, and the guilt in his eyes made Qin Ze understand that the other party also had his reasons.

"Sir, please do not underestimate yourself!"

"Talented people emerge in every generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years!"

"Like Mr. Wensheng, I will be surpassed by younger generations sooner or later!"

Upon hearing this, everyone's gaze towards Qin Ze changed.

Even Emperor Renzong of Zhou was somewhat appreciative of such talent.

Li Jianbai muttered to himself, savoring Qin Ze's words, "Each has led the way for hundreds of years."

Suddenly, his aura surged.

A realm of freedom!

At that moment, the knot in his heart that had been sealed for many years was suddenly untied.

This change made Emperor Renzong's pupils shrink.

Another free realm in the Great Zhou! Another uncontrollable existence!

"Young friend, it was I who plagiarized your work. I apologize to you. If you ever encounter any difficulties in the future, feel free to come to Zhulu Academy to find me!"

After saying that, the other person walked away into the air without looking back, never once glancing at Emperor Renzong again.

"My lord, let us help you home!"

Feeling the soft fragrance emanating from my arms.

Qin Ze laughed.

"No rush, we haven't claimed our prizes yet!"

"Your Majesty, may I take that Earth-Rank Ice Soul Glazed Sword with me?"