But it was Lin Qing and Luo Yun who spoke out almost at the same time.
"Brothers, I'm talking to brother Gu Xian. It's inappropriate for you two to interrupt."
When Chen Huan heard Gu Changsheng's agreement, he was immediately happy and spoke coldly to Lin Qing and Luo Yun.
Lin Qing and Luo Yun ignored Chen Huan's words, but both looked at Gu Changsheng.
Whatever Chen Huan can think of, the two of them can also think of.
Gu Changsheng was so confident that he had obviously prepared for Chen Huan's challenge. He should have already had the draft of a masterpiece in his mind.
But if Chen Huan were asked to limit the title of his poems, that would be a different matter!
"Two senior brothers, don't worry."
Seeing the worried expressions of the two people, Gu Changsheng smiled slightly, but then spoke again and said to Chen Huan.
"However, if Brother Chen wants to limit the title of the poem, just taking out these sixteen pieces of dragon blood paper may not be enough."
"What do you mean? Sixteen pieces of dragon blood paper are not enough for Gu Xiandi to write poems?"
A piece of dragon's blood paper contains enough talent to carry a master-level masterpiece.
Sixteen pieces of dragon blood paper, not to mention government-level masterpieces, can be carried by Mingzhou, Zhenguo, and even world-level masterpieces!
"Sixteen pieces of dragon blood paper should be enough, but Brother Chen wanted to limit the title of the poem, so he only took out these sixteen pieces of dragon blood paper, but they are not enough for my repair!"
"Shu...Shu Xiu?"
After hearing Gu Changsheng's words, Chen Huan's expression suddenly became ugly.
What is Shuxiu? It is a greeting gift given by disciples to their teachers.
But the problem is, it's true that he asked Gu Changsheng for advice, but he didn't go so far as to directly look down on Changsheng's generation!
"Why, brother, are you just going to take these sixteen pieces of dragon blood paper and ask me for advice?"
"Is this all your sincerity?"
Gu Changsheng sneered and mocked, but he showed no mercy.
Anyway, he already had a good idea. No matter what poem topic the other party asked, the timeless masterpieces he had memorized in his mind were enough for him to deal with it.
In this case, why not take this opportunity to gather more wool?
"Is this how Xuanlingyuan teaches its disciples? The young priest doesn't even understand the etiquette of asking for advice?"
Perhaps, this Chen Huan will have some sense of control when facing off against Nankang Academy.
But as far as Gu Changsheng was concerned, the two of them were completely at odds.
Gu Changsheng will naturally not show any mercy!
When Chen Huan saw his junior brother speak, his face turned pale as he was sarcastic.
Later, the students at Nankang Academy felt extremely happy!
Everyone also echoed!
"Junior brother is right!"
"What a person my junior brother is! A great sage who governs the country! If you ask him for advice, just bring out this piece of dragon blood paper. What's the point?"
"Is this the only amount of energy Xuanlingyuan has?"
Listening to the sarcasm of the Nankang Academy students, Chen Huantou almost exploded with anger, but he still had no way to reply.
After all, he was the one who asked for advice first, and he made himself feel particularly wronged and sincere, but now, he shot himself in the foot!
But the problem is that he really doesn't have any treasures that can compare with dragon blood paper.
"If my dear brother really wants to practice cultivation... As long as my dear brother can give me proper guidance, I will give this volume of poems to my dear brother!"
In the end, Chen Huan was forced to have no choice but to endure his heartache and directly handed over the manuscript of a famous poem from the county in his hand!
However.
"Sorry, I don't like it."
Gu Changsheng said calmly.
"you……"
Chen Huan felt that his brain was about to explode from the blood and blood above him, and he subconsciously wanted to yell out, but when the words reached his lips, he swallowed them back.
Because Gu Changsheng is really qualified to say this!
There is a volume of Zhenguo paintings, a volume of Dafu paintings, and a volume of Mingzhou poems.
Three manuscripts of masterpieces are added together, and the worst painting in the volume is better than the original manuscript of his masterpiece.
He just wanted to say that Gu Changsheng couldn't help but use strong words!
Wenhan Building, fifth floor!
"This kid is quite a ghost!"
A middle-aged man wearing a brocade robe, with a majestic look on his face and a three-quarter beard, listened attentively to what was going on downstairs. After hearing Gu Changsheng's words, he couldn't help but smile.
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In front of the man, two old men, about fifty or sixty years old, with white beards and hair, but still bright and lively eyes, couldn't help but smile knowingly when they heard the man's words.
"Have you developed a love for talents, Lord Fu?"
An old man said with a smile.
The middle-aged man is naturally the Grand Master of Nankang Mansion and the father of Luo Yun, Luo Jingshan.
The two old men in front of him were the two most famous Confucian scholars in Nankang Prefecture. In terms of status, looking at Nankang Prefecture, they were the dean of Nankang Academy, which was a step above them.
Hearing the laughter of one of the great scholars named Feng, Luo Jingshan couldn't help but smile, but he didn't shy away from it and simply said.
"With such a talented and beautiful person, if there is a chance, I would naturally want to recruit him to serve the country. However, this son has decided to take the road of imperial examination, and the position of Lord of the country cannot tempt him, so how can I force him?
"
"Besides, when this son enters the imperial examination and becomes an official, he will be able to contribute to the country, so why rush for the next two years..."
While he was speaking, Luo Jingshan's words suddenly stopped, and his eyes moved down, as if he could penetrate the floor beneath his feet, and saw the scene in the Lingfeng Pavilion on the third floor, and a gleam flashed in his eyes!
The other two great scholars also frowned.
Just because, almost when Chen Huan was forced to give up by Gu Changsheng.
An unexpected voice sounded quietly in front of Lingfeng Pavilion: "If Gu Xianren is willing to nod and limit the title of the poem, then the title of this poem will be [Wine]."
"With [wine] as the title, the poems written by the sage should not be separated from this title. If the sage can write a poem that is one level higher than this disciple Yun, this Wolf King Hair will be given to the sage.
What’s the harm?”
"Master?"
"Priest Yun!"
Hear that sound.
Chen Huan turned his head in surprise, but the disciples of the Spiritual Academy behind him also quickly bowed down and looked at the Lingfeng Pavilion. At some point, an extra figure appeared in front of him!
But it's not Yun Changge, one of the current priests of the Xuanling Academy who entered Qingshi Town, forced Shen Lian, the commander of Nankang Camp, and interrogated Gu Changsheng, who else could it be!?
I felt the surprised and awed looks of everyone present.
Yun Changge's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes always fell on Gu Changsheng, and he raised his hand slightly.
"Buzz!"
In the palm of his hand, a mysterious brush with a faint silver glow emerged.
"This white wolf hair is made from the hair of one hundred seventh-grade great demons and one white wolf king who is close to fifth-grade. It is outstanding among the sixth-grade cultural treasures."
"I wonder if this treasure might satisfy Mr. Gu Xian?"
Yun Changge stood in front of Lingfeng Pavilion, looking at Gu Changsheng opposite with a faint smile, like a falcon eyeing its prey. His eyes made many Nankang students who had never been gazed at by Yun Changge feel a little confused.