When one person got the result, the people behind him couldn't wait. Xiao Shilian and Pei Zilie wrote down the poems they had thought of. Shi Shiran walked down. Before the two of them could reach Li Xingchen, Chen Shujian, Chen Shucheng and the aristocratic families around them
The disciples are
Li Xingchen looked back at the incense burner. It was only halfway through the second incense burner that most people were already hurriedly writing down their answers. Turning his head slightly, Li Xingchen clearly saw Xu Ling and Shen Jungao frowning.
Obviously, the scene in front of them was beyond their expectation, and the instigator, Pei Yun, walked aside calmly and watched this rather spectacular scene with interest.
"Pei Yun, Pei Yun, you really can't be underestimated." Li Xingchen squinted his eyes. This guy just stood there with his hands behind his back, giving Li Xingchen an awe-inspiring feeling behind him. Think about how he inadvertently disrupted the situation.
After defeating everyone, this guy really deserves to be called a tycoon in history.
"Master, why don't you write a poem?" A crisp voice suddenly sounded from behind Li Xingchen. Li Xingchen was startled, and he turned around subconsciously. Standing behind him was a slender woman in white clothes and a gold belt.
However, she wore a bamboo hat on her head, and the veil hung down to her shoulders, hiding her face.
Li Xingchen had also heard before that women from upper-class families in the Northern and Southern Dynasties usually covered themselves completely with gauze cloaks. Today, although the dress was not as exaggerated as described, it could be regarded as blocking most of the perhaps overly enthusiastic gazes.
Although he could only vaguely see the outline of the oval face, the moment Li Xingchen saw this figure, his heart seemed to be pinched by a pair of invisible hands for no reason. This hazy beauty really made people feel more and more excited.
After taking a breath to calm down, Li Xingchen said bluntly: "Because I don't know how."
This woman suddenly appeared. Although she was dressed as a noble from an aristocratic family, and her body was inlaid with gold and jade, her origin was unknown, so Li Xingchen had better simply keep her distance. This Jiankang Mansion is a place where crouching tigers, hidden dragons, are as small as
As an ant, of course he chooses not to cause trouble if he can.
"What an unexpected answer." The woman chuckled. As she turned sideways, the wind blew her sleeves, and the dark patterns of dragons and phoenixes that were originally invisible on the sleeves now became clear, almost as if they were about to fly away in the clouds and mist, "Then
Why are you here, brother?"
Li Xingchen raised his eyebrows. These days, those who are qualified to embroider dragons and phoenixes on clothes are most likely, no, 100% relatives of the emperor. He did not dare to leave abruptly for a while. Li Xingchen scratched his head, feeling quite helpless: "Come with me."
A friend is here."
"But I saw it clearly on the mountain just now, and you also answered the question." The woman said calmly. Her eyes seemed not to fall on Li Xingchen from beginning to end, and she didn't know what she was looking at.
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"They couldn't answer, but I happened to know "Mulan Ci", so I helped." Li Xingchen answered honestly, but secretly cursed in his heart, where did these two guys Xiao Shilian and Pei Zilie go?
This woman is not an ordinary person, and she must not be here just to watch the fun. Li Xingchen doesn't want to cause unprovoked disaster by saying something wrong.
At this moment, there was a loud noise behind him, and then Xiao Shilian's angry voice could be heard: "This game is not over yet, where did you get the confidence?"
Thank God, Li Xingchen hurriedly turned around. It seemed that the two princes were causing trouble again, while Xu Ling and Shen Jungao stood in front of a poem and discussed in a low voice, ignoring the quarrel here for a while. Several lecturer doctors
Anxiously sweating profusely, they walked back and forth to persuade, but both sides were either princes, dignitaries or children of aristocratic families. Neither side was their fault, and even Xiao Shilian and Pei Zilie would not listen to them.
"I'm sorry, miss, I want to go and have a look." Li Xingchen cupped his hand.
The woman nodded and watched Li Xingchen leave. Her eyes followed Li Xingchen's figure and slowly drifted towards the crowd, and then fell on the two princes. The beautiful eyebrows behind the veil unknowingly felt a slight wrinkle, but she didn't say anything in the end.
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"Haha, you asked me where I got my confidence. Go and see for yourself, what are you writing? Our poems stand out among you, so I said we are sure to win. Why not?" Chen Shujian sneered.
He said, and there was a sound of agreement all around.
After saying this, Xiao Shilian was about to move forward and raised his fist to hit someone, but he was grabbed by Pei Zilie. Pei Zilie glanced at Chen Shujian: "Don't be in a hurry. If we attack first, let them take advantage of it."
Understood the truth.”
Xiao Shilian stomped his feet angrily, and the faces of the disciples of the surrounding aristocratic families were also full of embarrassment. In fact, as Chen Shujian said, compared to the poems written by these two princes and their friends, the rest of them did have something to say.
The only difference is that only Xu Deyan, who has always been called a "talented scholar", can compete with them.
In fact, this is reasonable. After all, the royal education is better than the education of aristocratic families. The royal family invites the best teachers and trains disciples who are of course better than the children of these aristocratic families. Even if these two princes are really not
How to learn? After long-term exposure, the basic skills are still very solid.
"Wait a minute," Xiao Shilian's voice rose slightly, "the results haven't come out yet. Even if we are slightly inferior, isn't there Mr. Xu?"
Before Xiao Shilian finished speaking, all eyes fell on Xu Deyan. Yes, even if our writing is not good, there is Xu Deyan. Xu Deyan easily defeated everyone last time and won the championship with his amazing poems. Naturally, he can do it this time too.
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Some people even directly read Xu Deyan’s poems:
“Thousands of miles away, the wind and smoke are changing, and a crow suddenly scares you.
It can still sound like home to distant visitors."
This poem begins with "Wanli", which is open-minded, and ends with the sound of homesickness due to the sound of birdsong. It is ingeniously constructed and absolutely extraordinary.
As if feeling the anticipation in these eyes, Xu Deyan raised his hands in embarrassment: "Everyone, I'm really sorry. This poetry meeting is hosted by my ancestors and serves as the referee, so my poems are only posted for invitations."
Everyone who criticizes and criticizes me has no intention of participating in the competition."
Suddenly, the entire open space was silent, and Chen Shujian looked at Xiao Shilian with a proud face. However, he immediately saw the beautiful figure standing under the big tree in the distance, and the smile on his face suddenly stiffened, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and he had always been with Chen Shujian.
Chen Shucheng, who was furious, also realized something and whispered: "Brother, I'm afraid it must be sister Lechang, why is she here?"
Chen Shujian suddenly had a headache when he thought about his arrogant behavior just now, but Princess Lechang in the distance didn't seem to be interested in continuing to watch, so she turned around and left, then disappeared.
"The time is almost up, but does anyone still want to write poetry?"
Shen Jun's deep and deep voice sounded, and the third stick of incense had unknowingly reached the end.