Ye Qing's mind was focused on nothing else, and he dropped another word: wave.
"Wow!" The water made a sound, then disappeared, and pure white air gushes out, getting thicker and thicker, and gradually turns into a thick white sheet, filling the paper like clouds and mist.
The pearl in her sleeve suddenly became hot. The dragon girl tightened her jade hand and held it down instinctively, but she was shocked in her heart: "This is indeed the induction of the dragon's energy. Does Jun father know?"
Looking up at the calm Mr. Long on the stand, her eyes darkened, and she felt that everything in front of her was unpredictable, and she thought to herself: "Why did I choose this person? Is it all because of Jun's father's arithmetic?
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"Hey, do you think this is... literary?" A scholar exclaimed, attracting the attention of the whole audience.
This white aura filled the air, gradually shocking everyone: "Do you have such a literary spirit? This aura has not yet been passed down to the world. What level of foundation is this?"
Yu Fan was startled when he saw it, and sighed for a long time. There was a beauty like a dragon girl beside him, and he smiled gently: "Why do you sigh?"
"There are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the mountains. I'm afraid it won't be possible this time." Yu Fan responded honestly.
The beauty's eyes flickered, and she smiled noncommittally: "Literacy is not everything, character is even more important, and the outcome is still unclear."
"Thank you for the encouragement, the students have learned a lot."
At this time, the singing and dancing in the palace were in full swing, and the banquets and banquets were still going on. Most of the guests and hosts were absent-minded.
Although in the open space in the middle, there were graceful dances and melodious silk and bamboo sounds, everyone reluctantly stared at them and admired them, and their peripheral vision fell on a corner of the hall from time to time.
White air filled the air and turned into clouds.
Everyone was stunned, and their hearts gradually became cold: "What's going on? Is there really a magnificent chapter that will be handed down today?"
I really want to suspect fraud, but this pure literary style cannot be hidden from others... This is still evolving little by little under their attention.
"There is no first in literature, no second in military power." For literati, there is no more painful moment than this!
Even Mr. Long, who was sitting high on the pale blue throne, felt a shiver in his heart.
I made the proposition on the spot, and there was no flaw in it.
"Even if you have a good work prepared, it may not be relevant, and at least half of it will be scrapped!"
"And even though this is a famous piece, it only has a background before it is passed down to the world, but it can arouse some resonance in the Dragon Palace. There is only one possibility - the artistic conception is in line with the foundation of the Lingfu."
"This is not an ordinary poem, but contains the aura of a dragon. How is this possible? Although Dacai is declining, the scene is still there. There is no reason why a hidden dragon was born."
"However, this son has far-reaching intentions. First, he used Huanglong Tower to attract Gu Gu, and obtained a banquet invitation. When he arrived at the palace, he sat along the corner. He thought he knew his duty, but instead he just sat and watched the internal fighting among the heroes in the palace.
Just sit back and reap the benefits."
"Moreover, he deliberately delayed the poem in order to gather his luck and make everyone in the palace tired. Now he is even more threatening and has a remote and self-contained aura. It is indeed the character of a dragon."
"It's strange, I can't understand this guy, I can't see through it." Long Jun thought, showing a sneer, quietly waiting for the completion of this work: "No matter what, whether you are taking advantage of the situation, or in a remote corner,
What matters is strength, it all depends on your article."
At this time, the dragon girl felt that no one was paying attention, so she stood on tiptoes and leaned half of her body. Her black hair hung down on Ye Qing's shoulders. She unconsciously whispered: "The autumn wind is bleak, and the waves are rising. The journey of the sun and the moon,
If you come out of it, the stars will be brilliant, if you come out of it..."
Her gaze slid across the blank space and landed on the focused side of Ye Qing's face. The man's indescribable charm when he was focused made her stunned for a moment, and she gradually blushed again.
Suddenly, she raised her head and met the eyes of the sister across from her. She quickly retracted her body and spat: "Damn it!"
"Fortunately, I sing to express my ambition."
After the poem was completed, Ye Qing couldn't help but sweat on his hands. For some reason, as he went to the end of the poem, his pen became heavier and heavier. He was clearly writing on paper, but he felt like he was stagnant in the water.
"Is it possible that the long delay has consumed too much energy and that I'm so tired that I can't lift it anymore?" Ye Qing didn't think much and turned around to look, but the dragon girl was gone.
Thinking of her reminder when she left in a hurry, she wanted to confess to the Lord Long, so she hurriedly attended and bowed deeply: "Students are shallow and delayed, and I will blame you on the Lord."
Sitting on the high and pale green throne, Long Jun looked deeply at Ye Qing, with a noncommittal expression, and said casually: "Hate Yun, I present this poem."
Ye Qing calmed down and smiled bitterly to himself.
"If you are twice as late as others in the imperial examination room, it will definitely shock the world of fraud. Not killing him will not quell public anger."
"Although this is a strategy, there is no time limit for writing poems at the banquet, so as to gain an advantage in one fell swoop, but this move is suspected of neglect and taking advantage of the Dragon King. If the poem is not good, no matter how good the scholar is, he will be furious!"
"Although I have confidence in this poem, at this time I am asking for help from others, so I should be more modest. Don't settle the old and new accounts together. That would be bad."
So he bowed deeply, not daring to raise his head.
But as soon as Mr. Long finished speaking, a female voice in the curtain sounded familiar.
Wearing jingle bells, faint fragrance, green silk and silk shoes came into view, dragon-shaped mysterious pattern transparent silk sleeves, jade hands took out the poem paper, and the familiar female voice whispered again: "Now you know you are afraid?"
Looking up, he saw this young girl dressed in gauze and feathers, with a golden pearl on her forehead. She had a very beautiful and peaceful face, and a noble temperament. Her heart moved: "Who are you?"
"I don't recognize my sister... This man has betrayed me so much." Henyun smiled, satisfied that Ye Qing was shocked, and she showed a joking expression: "You said, if I report everything to Jun father for what happened just now...
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"Ah...sister, please show mercy!" Ye Qing woke up with a bitter look on his face, showing no flaws at all.
"Scaring you, why did you scare me just now?" Hengyun did not doubt that he was there, and made an aggrieved gesture, looking at him pitifully: "I just took this risk for you..."
"You will have consequences for your sister!" Ye Qing suppressed his smile at this time and did not hesitate any longer. He was full of confidence and did not need to doubt the promise of a reborn person.
Hengyun was stunned for a moment after hearing this. She originally wanted to say it was a joke, but then her soul suddenly became clear and joy surged out of thin air, so she could only say: "Okay!"
Yingying turned around, not daring to delay any longer, and sent the poem and note.
Ye Qing squinted his eyes and stared at the bright yellow gauze feather dress as it moved to the hall. He handed the poem note to Long Jun in his jade hand and left without saying a word. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, with cold sweat covering his back.
Make a temporary plan and finally get through this!
"In the way of Qi Shu, if you want to advance rapidly, you must be promoted by leaps and bounds in the officialdom. Every step is like walking on thin ice, which is extremely dangerous! Therefore, there must be a barrier!"
"This seems to be dangerous, but the backlash is cut into two parts by the dragon girl. No wonder the world is flocking to the dragon-riding son-in-law!"
She also recalled the golden pearl hanging on her forehead. It was clear that there was a petite dragon shadow playing in it. This was the dragon pearl.
A dragon gives birth to nine sons, all of whom are not dragons. Don’t look at the hundreds of dragon sons and dragon girls. There may not be a few real dragons, they all just have dragon blood. It is said that dragons are lustful, and there are countless people with dragon blood, even some
Carp all contain a hint of dragon nature, otherwise they would not be able to jump over the dragon gate.
The status of these dragon sons and dragon girls is not too high, they are just the middle-level backbone of the dragon clan. The dragon girls are more likely to be bargaining chips for alliance through marriage, but if the dragon beads are condensed, it will be completely different and they will be taken seriously immediately.
Because with the Dragon Ball, there is a foundation for transformation, and it is only a matter of time before one transforms into a real dragon.
Coupled with the bright yellow gauze feathers and neon clothes, it was clearly the officially canonized Dragon Girl. Ye Qing rarely cursed in his heart: "As a time traveler, I have been pretended to be a pig and eaten the tiger. If it weren't for the experience in the previous life, I would have seen the dragon ball shining in my sleeve.
I really want to fall into the pit...Dang Longnu, what a bastard!"
There was a slight worry on his face, as if he was waiting for sin.
The scholar stretched his neck and pricked up his ears, but saw that Long Jun read a few words, stopped reading directly, put down the poem scroll and said: "Please come to the banquet first!"
Everyone was speechless and looked at each other, thinking to themselves: "It seems that although this article is good, it has violated taboos and is contrary to the Dragon Lord... As long as the Dragon Lord does not make a decision, the list will have a chance to buffer."
When he looked at Ye Qing again, his eyes were different, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
Even the scholar with the light blue invitation was cautious. As a famous scholar and a talented person, if he accidentally caused this little scholar to overturn the situation, he would become a laughing stock as soon as word spread about the Dragon King's Banquet!
Yu Fan smiled, but his heart felt cold: "I originally followed the instructions and the plan was set, but unexpectedly this unexpected change occurred. I wish I didn't listen to Mr. Kou's words."
"This child is just a child. If he is killed at night, it will only accumulate some sins. As long as no one on the bright side notices, he can be solved slowly in the future."
"If this boy is lucky enough to win the Dragon King's Banquet, it will be even harder to control him!"
After two lifetimes, Ye Qing saw the situation in the palace and secretly smiled bitterly: "This moment is undoubtedly the focus of the stage. We are the enemy of everyone, but this is a necessary process if we want to gain luck."
"But I didn't think about it. This poem is a little special, it evokes some strange phenomena, and it's even more eye-catching."
Ye Qing thought silently, but he had some understanding. The poem just now, in terms of poetry itself, is not top-notch in the history of the earth. However, the original author of this poem, Cao Cao, took advantage of the opportunity to suppress the Yellow Turban Uprising, help the Han family, and wipe out the world.
The alien race cut off dozens of dragons in the world with one sword, and had a generosity that was almost against the heavens!
Even if he didn't accomplish all the work in the end, he would sigh at the old man's helplessness, and he would live up to his reputation as a heroic hero, and he would have a sense of heroism in his chest.
Could it be that it was this dragon spirit that caused the strange appearance?
Thinking of this, Ye Qing suddenly realized that he had made a mistake in choosing this poem. In this world, people have always been recognized by poetry. Once this poem was published, he was afraid that it would cause other troubles.
The most important thing is that Cao Cao started his career by suppressing Taoism. This Yellow Turban Army is a political and religious Taoist regiment. Compared with this world, there is no difference in essence. It is just a failure and a success.
Even if no one knows this allusion, this poem is essentially an anti-poetry. The underlying meaning is probably ominous - Ye Qing has never thought about making the whole world an enemy and turning Taoism upside down.
fall.
However, now that this poem has been submitted, it can no longer be taken back. Once it becomes famous, I am afraid that this poem will spread all over the world, and I don’t know how many people will read it.
The more he thought about it, the more Ye Qing frowned, secretly feeling that he had gone astray. The originally clear path was no longer visible, and the pride of the time traveler and the reborn person in grasping the overall situation was wiped out.
God's will plays tricks on people, turning them upside down and intoxicating, is this the case?