All eyes turned to Jia Lingyun.
Many of the high-ranking officials and nobles frowned slightly at his posture.
"Seen from the back, this man looks somewhat familiar, but I can't quite place where I've seen him before!"
"Now that you mention it, I do feel he looks a bit familiar as well..."
"Could he be a servant of Prince Lu?"
"Unlikely... Prince Lu has been confined to his estate for two years. I've almost forgotten what he looks like, let alone the face of some servant!"
...
They ran through every name they could think of, the answers sitting right on the tips of their tongues, yet not one of them realized that the man was Jia Lingyun!
"Hiss—ah!"
Jia Lingyun felt a sharp pain and groaned, turning back in anger.
"What are you doing?!"
Murong Yanran covered her mouth to hide a giggle. Taking advantage of the moment Jia Lingyun stood up, she had reached out and given his waist a heavy pinch.
"Perform well. You know the consequences if you lose!"
Jia Lingyun curled his lip, deep in thought.
Everyone assumed he was racking his brain for a poem, but in reality, Jia Lingyun was struggling to decide which one would truly stun the crowd!
He had it!
"Red beans grow in southern lands, how many branches sprout in spring? I wish for you to gather more, for they are the symbols of longing."
Shock!
The entire hall fell into a dead silence, everyone left breathless by the poem.
Even Murong Yanran was slightly taken aback.
"I never expected this handsome fool to be a talented one as well.…
Chapter 73