After holding it in for a while, Fang Zhengyi still didn't remember what the next two sentences were.

Helplessly, two horizontal lines were drawn at the end.

He slapped his hand on the table and said, "Press it up!"

The maid looked at the words on the paper with bright eyes, obviously also attracted by the artistic conception, but at the end of the eyes, a hint of confusion flashed through her eyes.

Why did I miss a few words? It's really... sorry.

After posting it to the wall, I quickly copied another copy and hurriedly delivered it to the second floor.

Many literati downstairs looked at the Yulin bell on the wall and couldn't help but admire it.

"It's really a good sentence. This poem is full of words and sentences. It's straightforward and natural, and the scene is simply lifelike."

"When you read it, you will feel confused and unable to do so. The best writing is today! It seems that the leader is the only one who belongs to Master Fang..."

"The ups and downs, the sound and emotion are both drawn, and the singing can be thrilling and impressing, impeccable! Improper! I should ask Miss Luo to sing a song for this lyrics!"

"It's just... why are there a few words missing?"

"Yes! Why are there a few words missing? This is not beautiful!"

Ning Hongyuan also had a pale face. Things were developing beyond expectations. Unexpectedly, Fang Zheng really had something to do with it?

With Zhang Chang's constant thoughts in his ears, Ning Hongyuan couldn't help but feel a little irritated.

His eyes stared at the poem on the wall, and after thinking hard for a long time, his eyes suddenly lit up and he whispered to Zhang Chang: "Young Master, I see this word quite strange."

"The emotions in this word are sincere and sad. How could a person like Fang Zhengyi write it? What's more, why is there a few sentences at the end? I suspect... he copied it!"

Zhang Chang was stunned for a moment when he heard this, turned his head to look at the wall, and then nodded slowly: "Not bad! Not bad! That must be the case!"

After figuring out the matter, Ning Hongyuan confidently stepped forward: "Mr. Fang is really indifferent to this poem. I admire it, but... why are there two last sentences missing? And what do the two horizontal lines below mean?"

Everyone is curious about this question.

Fang Zheng had already written a draft of the innocence early in the morning and pretended to be: "When I wrote this lyrics, I was inspired by the official and it was particularly smooth, so I decided that this lyrics would definitely win the top spot, but today I just want to be a spectator, so the remaining two sentences can be completed by you!"

"If there is a qualified person, I will admit defeat... Of course, I will recommend the talent to the prince..."

"As for the horizontal line below... this is called cloze-shaped fill-in-the-blanks, which is convenient for everyone to write. If the winner has the last two sentences on the horizontal line, just write the last two sentences on the horizontal line!"

Everyone present suddenly realized that the impression of Fang Zhengichi changed a lot.

Someone bowed from afar and said, "Master Fang Gaoyi!"

"I was originally misunderstood by the other party, but today I realized that I was closing my eyes and listening. I am really ashamed!"

Fang Zheng waved his hand and said with great pride: "It's okay! It's okay! We scholars are going to go against the current and move forward."

"All you all here are my future pillars of Dajing. I am also here to encourage you!"

Zhang Chang's face turned pale, but he didn't expect Fang Zheng to speak cleverly... and said in a panic: "Why would you tell everyone about the story behind this word? It's better for us to understand and learn!"

Fang Zhengyi's expression gradually subsided.

Come again....The plum blossoms are three times, right...

"What if I don't want to say it?"

A smile appeared on Ning Hongyuan's mouth: "Sir, joking, since it's the words written by the adults, what can't be said? Unless it's not written by you."

"If you don't tell me the origin of this poem, wouldn't you become a dog-tailed marten? This... is very difficult to deal with."

A tense atmosphere filled the five people.

After a while of silence, Fang Zhengyi suddenly laughed: "It's hard to deal with it? Fuck me, don't do it anymore!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Biao suddenly burst out, his arms were full of strange strength, and the heavy mahogany round table was overturned, and he slapped Ning Hongyuan and Zhang Chang fiercely.

The two have been together for many years, and Zhang Biao is like Fang Zhengyi's right-hand man, and he naturally has no understanding of it.

Before the two of them could react, they were pressed firmly under the table.

The moment the table fell, Zhang Biao and Fang Zheng jumped onto the table together.

Li Yuanzhao hesitated for a moment and jumped up.

The three of them jumped happily on the table, and the two of them pressed under the table were scolded and scolded.

Everyone around me was stunned and didn't understand why I was so happy just now, and why I suddenly turned against each other?

However, listening to the screams from the two of them under the table, a chill surged into everyone's hearts.

Everyone shrank to the corner of the wall tacitly and did not dare to make any sound. There were only Zhang Chang and the others shouting in the whole hall.

"Ah! Fang Zhengyi! Ah! You are so brave! I, ah! The son of the Minister of Revenue!!! Hurry up! Let me go! Ah!"

"Fang Zhengyi! I must, ah! Let my father write about your book! Ah! You're done! Ah! Ah! Ah!"

"Save! Save! Save! Save! Save! Life!"

When Fang Zheng heard that the two of them were not giving in, he became even more angry!

He said to the left and right: "Come and compete with who is jumping higher!"

"good!"

The three of them danced even more vigorously, one raced and the other jumped high!

Li Yuanzhao was so excited that she couldn't help herself, her face flushed, thinking to herself that when she ascended the throne in the future, she would definitely be the Minister of Justice Dangdang!

Suddenly someone in the crowd shouted: "The boat is docked!!"

The crowd rushed out like a rush, fearing that these three mental illnesses would affect me in a while.

In a short while, the cabin was empty.

The three of them were still having a high jump competition selflessly. The screams under the table had turned into begging for mercy, and finally turned into weak moans.

He was almost out of breath, so Fang Zhengyi jumped off the table first.

"Okay! Let's get here, someone will die in a while!"

The two jumped off after hearing this, and then Zhang Biao lifted the table board away, revealing the two people who were as angry as a slept in their mouths, with blood still oozing from their mouths.

Fang Zheng couldn't help but twitch twice.

Why is he so fucking like this! It seems to be too much...

I turned my head and looked at Zhang Biao before I remembered that this guy was wearing equipment and money, like a human-shaped road roller. Fortunately, I got off early... If I jumped for a while, the two of them might have really explained it here.

Then Fang Zheng squatted down, pulled Zhang Chang's hair up, and said viciously: "If you give you a chance, you won't win, if you give you a chance, you won't win!"

Zhang Chang had no intention of resisting at this moment, and begged for mercy in fear and said, "I was wrong! Lord Fang, I was wrong!! Give me your life!"

If you have to forgive others, please forgive me. Seeing that he was convinced, Fang Zhengyi was not in the mood to take care of him anymore. He grabbed his hair and pushed him to the ground.

He turned his head to look at Ning Hongyuan who was already unconscious beside him, grinned and stepped on his face.

Zhang Chang is nothing, he is even more hateful!

Unexpectedly, when Ning Hongyuan stepped on the kick, he covered his nose and shouted: "It hurts so much!!!"

Li Yuanzhao immediately pointed at him and exclaimed: "He pretended to be stupid!"
Chapter completed!