Chapter 139 This person...he knows his daughter's thoughts very much! (4k)

Author: Gunpowder is heavy

Chapter 139 This person...he knows his daughter's thoughts very much! (4k)

In the Zhenwu Hall, and even the entire Eastern Capital, everyone's eyes fell on the figure riding a white horse.

The white horse is in the spring breeze, and the young man is admitted to the imperial examination.

"Xilulu!"

The sound of horse hooves tickled, carrying Ning You, like a white whirlwind, and in the blink of an eye, it passed everyone on Wenshan.

One hundred orders!

Two hundred orders!

Three hundred levels!

A long way to the forefront, overlooking everyone!

"carefree!"

"A pleasant poem, a pleasant mountain climb!"

"Who is this person? He is a talented person!"

"These men in the temple have such a good vision. With this person here, you will definitely win the literary battle!"

"Three hundred levels! Even if the barbarians cheat, they are only eighty levels, and they are worthy of being a masterpiece of history!"

"Let's check quickly, who is this person? I want to betroth his daughter!"

"Only this poem is the most appropriate and refreshing. Today's literary battles will be passed down for generations!"

Outside the hall, everyone looked at the figure riding a white horse in surprise.

The barbarians used their physical bodies to reach the eighty levels, far surpassing the Dajing students. Not only that, there were two barbarians who humiliated Dajing inscriptions!

What a shame!

It's just shit at the doorstep!

But fortunately, I, Dajing, are still full of talents.

If you don’t take action, you will be a masterpiece that will be passed down from generation to generation!

"Who is this person? No one knows him? You can't jump out of a stone!"

Everyone's eyes were attracted by Ning You and asked about his identity.

In the crowd, Qiu Tao looked at Ning You with thoughts flashing in his eyes.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, Junior Brother Ning is so literary. If it weren't for Confucianism and Taoism, Junior Brother Ning would probably have been at the sixth level long ago!"

Qu Yong couldn't help but exclaim.

The stranger's people who knew Ning You's identity were surrounded by a few people. Under the leadership of Xia Nanqing, they watched Ning You climb the mountain quietly.

Wen Dou is a battle between Dajing and the barbarians, and has nothing to do with them, but Dajing is a human force, while the barbarians are aliens. From the perspective of human identity, they all hope that Dajing will win Wen Dou.

Seeing Dajing being so humiliated, I felt depressed, but when I saw Ning You sitting on a white horse and overtaking it, I felt happy.

Liu Miaorui looked at Ning You, who was far ahead and heroic, with brilliant eyes.

He Zai breathed even more relief.

"It's a pity that I'm not a Confucian person!"

Behind the screen, the eldest princess's eyes were also praised, staring at Ning You tightly.

Only the face of the barbarian envoy was extremely gloomy, and the barbarian patterns on the top of his head were burning like flames. His eyes looked at Ning You with a cold look.

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At the foot of the mountain, Sun Dan and Zhu Xiuyong looked at the figure on the mountainside and breathed a sigh of relief.

The literary fight is of great importance. The pressure on them is too great. Seeing that the barbarians are leading, they can't help but look pale and their heartbeats are accelerating, for fear of becoming Dajing's sinners.

Fortunately, there is a big guy who will take him away.

You can win in vain!

The barbarians on the stone steps looked at Ning You with a solemn look.

"The first test is over, and the second test begins!"

The green light filled the sky, and Wenshan Mountain Spirit appeared again, his face was cold and without any fluctuations, and he threw out a green token again.

The token grew in the wind and changed into a huge blue light curtain again, falling in front of everyone.

There are only two big words on the light curtain: Qixi Festival!

"Look, look, Shan Ling has made the second question!"

"Qianxi Festival?! It's a good question, and it's another question that is beneficial to my Dajing!"

"How can I understand the feelings of the Chinese Valentine's Day in the deep bitter and cold place of the barbarians? I'm afraid I don't even know the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl!"

"I won, this game is sure to win. I can't say that it doesn't take the initiative from that talent. Sun Zhu and the other kings can lead the barbarians!"

"Tianyou Dajing, it's such a good question twice in a row!"

"Hmph, a barbarian, I actually want to compete with me, Dajing, and I deserve this!"

Outside the hall, everyone was filled with joy.

There is also the Qixi Festival in this world, and it is a very long-standing festival. It can be traced back to the ancient Zhou Dynasty and was extremely prosperous. Every year, I don’t know how many literati and poets recite poems to the sky and lament the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl.

However, there was no fluctuation on the face of the barbarian envoy, and it seemed that he didn't care about the quality of the question.

The Minister of Rites glanced at the Akagi and the barbarians on the eighty stairs, with a look of contemplation in his eyes.

This time, in the Wenshan Secret Realm, there was a silence for a while, and it seemed that all the contestants were meditating.

The struggle of literature is of great importance, and everyone is beginning to be cautious.

Ning You stood at a high place, touched his chin, and began to ponder...

Which song should I copy in a while?!

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At this moment, someone finally couldn't help it and started to move his fingers.

"Look, look, Sun Dan is going to write a poem!"

"Brother Sun once wrote a clever poem on the Qixi Festival. The Qixi Festival is far away and we only meet for one night. It is a masterpiece. Its literary style was as high as three inches at that time. I wonder what will happen today?!"

Some familiar students began to worry.

As we all know, the more you write on the same topic, the less inspiration. Few people can write different styles in one topic. Such talent is too amazing... Brother Sun is afraid it will be difficult to achieve!

But Sun Dan's eyes were calm and bright, and he wrote:

"A magpie bridge is vast, and a thousand jade pendants pass by Lingling."

"There are still many tourists after separation, and I feel sad that I am not as good as the Drum Star."

The literary talent is elegant, and the green literary aura is as high as seven inches. A blurry magpie bridge extends out from the blue light curtain, carrying Sun Dan, and reaches the seventy levels in one breath, surpassing the barbarians and landing below Ningyou.

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"There are still many tourists after separation, and I feel sad that I am not as good as the Drum Star!"

"This sentence is very wonderful. It seems to be about the Chinese Valentine's Day, but it actually describes oneself. Compared with the longing that has lasted forever and never faded in heaven, what is the sorrow of the world?!"

All the students are well-read people, and they can easily understand the feelings in the poem. They can't help but admire them, and their tone is full of admiration.

"Rewriting the Chinese Valentine's Day can surpass the previous work, and Brother Sun's literary talent is great again!"

"Look, look, the barbarians are going to write poems too!"

Just as everyone was feeling the feelings, the barbarian envoy showed grief in his eyes, and he wrote heavily with his thick fingers:

"Biepu is dark today, Luo Wei is worried at midnight."

"The magpie says to penetrate the moon, and the flowers enter the robe building."

"The golden mirror is divided in the sky, and the jade hook is looked at in the world."

The blue literary aura was elegant and condensed, and the literary aura was as high as one foot. A thick magpie bridge appeared in front of the barbarian envoy, carrying him to the top 100 steps in one breath.

Outside the hall, he fell into silence, and then someone couldn't help but exclaim: "Although this is not very popular, this barbarian word is indeed excellent!"

"The love is sincere, the love is sincere!"

"The golden mirror is divided in the sky, and the jade hook is seen on earth. The sky is already dawn, but I am still staring at the waning moon. This poem is so infatuated!"

"Can this barbarian race understand the profound meaning of the Chinese Valentine's Day?"
To be continued...