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Chapter 280: Talented, Connotative! Lord Ye's Strength! (Please Subscribe)

Before he finished speaking, Wu Zhao glanced at him:

"speak English."

Zhang Daru's face froze, and then with a flattering smile:

"I don't know if Master Ye has a masterpiece that can be appreciated by people in my dynasty..."

Um?

excellent work?

Ye Qingtian raised his eyebrows. He had been watching Su Chen's movements with his mind free just now. Seeing that he was about to act, he paid extra attention, but he didn't notice that the essay meeting had already started.

Seeing his appearance, Wu Zhao didn't know that he was distracted all the time, so he couldn't help laughing angrily:

"Writing a poem on a beautiful woman must be Dianzhu Ye's strong point..."

She didn't know whether it was to remind the topic on purpose, or to point it out.

A pair of beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, obviously very dissatisfied.

Many beauties around looked back, and the rather curious "Two Eight Three" looked at Ye Qingtian.

When they learned that he was as famous as the empress, many people's beautiful eyes lit up.

"Is this the Lord Ye from the Nether Palace?"

"What a handsome man~"

"Being so close to His Majesty, he should be His Majesty's best friend...  

Ye Qingtian also withdrew his consciousness, and looked at this great Confucianism:

"Poetry? I'm not good at this kind of thing..."

Everyone who looked over was taken aback.

The corners of Zhang Daru's mouth twitched, you are not good at this fucking public eye, what should I do?

He subconsciously looked back at the princess who was also pulling the corner of his mouth, his face darkened.

Oh shit!

How can a princess lie?

Ye Qingtian pondered slightly:

"However, since you have found me, let me write a poem impromptu. Let me tell you first, I have a bad temper, whoever dares to laugh out loud, be careful."

God TM's "careful life"!

Zhang Daru's eyelids twitched, he didn't expect that writing a word could be linked to his life!

A group of talented scholars and beauties did not dare to show their pride, and even secretly made up their minds that even if what Ye Qingtian made was just childish words, they would still brag about it.

Ye Qingtian glanced around, pondered for a while and said:

"Can you get me a Guqin?"

Guqin!?

Master Ye can play Guqin?

Zhang Daru was slightly taken aback, and quickly asked someone to bring the guqin over.

At the same time, I was relieved.

Looking at this posture, there is always something to brag about!

However, the guqin has been moved here, do you still want to compose music?

Everyone looked at Ye Qingtian who was sitting behind the guqin with bewildered eyes.

Only Wu Zhao's beautiful eyes glowed with dazzling light!

That's right!

Ye Yuntian from the previous life! It’s Guqin master!!

But... I have lived my whole life again, how can I play the guqin all day long?

Could it be that he regained his memory?

Ye Qingtian didn't think too much, sat behind the guqin, and tried the sound of the guqin slightly with his fingers.

Not to mention, unlocking the hidden plot is still somewhat useful to him.

At least he has unlocked everyone's Guqin memory.

Recalling the memories of Blue Star in his mind, Ye Qingtian glanced around.

After pondering for a moment, he touched it with his fingers.

"clank~"

The melodious and melodious tune came out, and the originally noisy flower garden fell silent.

Then, a deep magnetic bass came out softly:

"There is a beautiful woman, I will never forget it when I see it. If I don't see her for a day, I will miss her like crazy."

"The phoenix is ​​soaring, seeking the phoenix from all over the world. The helpless beauty is not on the east wall."

Good guy!

good guy!

Is this still a simple word?

This is the piano song!

The entire Tianyu Dynasty... no, there are only a handful of guqin pieces in the entire land!

Lord Ye has such a great talent!?

The literati and scholars around showed expressions of shock.

The beauties who competed for beauty looked at Ye Qingtian with burning eyes.

A song falls.

A slightly old voice sounded from one side:

"Okay, the pinnacle of Guqin music!"

Everyone looked around and saw that it was Zhang Sheng, the great Confucian who had just invited Ye Qingtian to come forward.

The Confucian stared at Ye Tian like a cat seeing a fish.

Very weird!!

Wu Shiyao in the Princess Pavilion was stupefied in place, and when she came back to her senses, her eyes were full of splendor.

Since she was picked up by Wu Zhao since she was a child, she has been fond of poetry and songs. Ye Qingtian's beautiful guqin music today made her feel so shocked that it is hard to add.

Sudden,

She seemed to have thought of something, with a bit of bitterness on her lips:

"No wonder he said that my poems are not called poems...it turns out...he is so good..."

In the attic.

"Feng Xi Feng Xi returns to his hometown, travels all over the world to seek his phoenix..." A soft voice murmured to himself.

That's right!

It was Gu Xilan, whose ancestor died!

At this moment, Gu Xi stared at Ye Qingtian closely with his blue eyes like autumn water, and the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter.

Flickering slightly, no one knows what she is thinking.

However, it can still be seen that:

She was pleasantly surprised!

That's right! I thought that the person I committed myself to was a reckless person, but now I look at it, it's obviously a Confucianist!

Isn't this what the person you like is like?

Talented, connotative, and eloquent...  

Ye Qingtian: You don't have to make up your mind!

Gu Xilan didn't know what to think of, there seemed to be galaxies twinkling in her eyes, and the ladies beside her stared at Ye Qingtian in the center of the field with burning eyes.

Wang Shangshu finally recovered from the shock, he let out a long sigh:

"As expected of Master Ye, this guqin music is truly unprecedented!"

Ye Qingtian: That means your whole land is nothing!

Of course, this complaint is just to mention it in my heart.

Ye Qingtian's surface is still plain:

"It's just a poem, it's not worth mentioning. Compared with your poems, 0.9 is still slightly inferior."

The talented scholars around froze, not knowing what to say for a while.

This word is not even worth mentioning!?

How about dumping their poems for several blocks?

This pretense is simply disrespectful!!

Among the crowd, only one person has not recovered.

Who is that?

Don't ask, it's Wu Zhao!

That's right!

After decades, just in a trance, the elegant 'Young Master Yuntian' from the previous life seemed to appear before his eyes again.

That elegant figure, handsome temperament like a bright moon, and the exciting piano sound

Everything affects Wu Zhao's memories...

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