Yue Feng became a monkey watched by everyone. In this scene, people from all walks of life were staring at each other. At this critical point, Yue Feng had been pushed to the wall. His dignified Hongwenguan proofreader could not write poems? He could not write even if he could write, otherwise everyone would not let him escape unscathed today.

This is the strength of Shangguan Wan'er, a woman who has gathered thousands of favors in Ziwei Palace. If Yue Feng offended her, he would offend all the talents of the Tang Dynasty. How could Yue Feng escape today?

In front of everyone, Yue Feng stood up from Hu's bench. He looked around and said, "Yue is talented and knowledgeable. He is really not good at writing poetry. Why do you have to force me?"

Yuan Banqian said: "Today's literary gathering, everyone will make friends through literature, and their respective levels are naturally high and low. Yue's proofreader is a native of Hongwenguan, but he just wrote a poem. Why do you have to push back and forth like this? Even if your poems are a little worse, we will not make fun of them. What doubts does the proofreader have? Could it be that he wants me to wait for a long time?"

Yue Feng smiled and said, "Since the scholar said this, Yue will be ugly! All the great talents and ladies have all agreed that there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. I am a little talented and a little talented, especially the poor poetry. You can't make fun of you!"

After Yue Feng finished speaking, his chest thrust out, and he was posing as if he wanted to recite poems. Everyone was focused and everyone stared at him, wanting to see what poems he wrote.

Yue Feng looked around, cleared his throat, and blurted out: "A flock of geese under the mountain!"

"Well……"

The expressions of the audience were frozen in an instant. Yue Feng's poem... What kind of poem is this? Just as everyone was confused, the three lines of Yue Feng's poems were also said: "... The booed the river, the river caught the geese and the doctor was hungry, and after eating, he went home to play with his wife..."

"Okay, my poem is over!"

The whole audience was quiet for three or four breaths, and then the scene exploded like a heat wave, "coax!", everyone was shocked. Is this a poem written by Yue Feng?

My God...this...this...this...

"Haha..." The first one couldn't help it was Chen Zi'ang. Chen Zi'ang rolled directly from the seat to the ground, holding his stomach and laughing.

His smile immediately led to a lot of laughter, and the people around him who had been unable to help him were immediately dissatisfied and laughed out loud.

Some of the female guards hadn't understood it, but the copying person had already covered his stomach and bent his waist with a smile.

Yue Feng strode forward, took the pen and wrote the poem directly. Some of the female guards rushed up and snatched the poem. They just glanced at it and threw the rice paper and laughed loudly.

"Landscape poems, what a landscape poem!" Taiping hid far away and never showed up, worried that everyone would be shocked. When she saw the copied poem, she covered her stomach and laughed in pain: "Yue Silang is going to kill me, is he laughing to death?"

At this point, no one in the audience could maintain a calm posture normally, including the Miaoman woman next to Shangguan Wan'er. The woman lowered her head and wanted to hold back her smile desperately, but how could she bear it!

She has seen countless poems in her life, and the quality is different, but like Yue Feng... this is not a poem, this is simply... it is a joke king. Look at the female guards who are usually dignified and noble, now everyone is still considering their image, and they all laugh with their stomachs and laughed out of breath.

"Pingting, stop holding it in. Just laugh if you want to laugh. If you hold it in, it will make your body suffocate!" Zhao Ying lowered her voice behind Yue Pingting and warned.

Yue Pingting was already holding back her tears. The person who wrote the poem was her brother Zhong. How could she laugh? But Brother Zhong’s poem was really...it really makes people laugh. What should I do? Then I can only laugh first...

The most embarrassing thing is Shangguan Wan'er. As the scheming player and controller of this game, she never dreamed that Yue Feng would write such a poem. As soon as this poem was released, her cold face couldn't hold back!

But in this situation, she couldn't hold on to this occasion, and it was so hard! Look at everyone in the entire Tingxiang Pavilion, it was too alternative to force herself to hold on. In this scene, are everyone laughing at Yuefeng? Why do they look like they are laughing at her!

Tingxiang Pavilion was already in chaos, and the atmosphere at the scene had completely collapsed. The boy who was laughing so hard that he rolled on the ground could copy poems normally. The boy copied Yue Feng's "poetry" five times in one breath. Every time he copied it, he would be left in seconds, and then he laughed again.

"Silent, quiet, all of you are my talented people in the Tang Dynasty, why is it so noisy? Silent, quiet!" Yuan Banqian began to maintain order. As an elderly person, he was more cunning.

But Fu Youyi and Su Wei, who are also elderly, still had their faces flushed, especially Fu Youyi, who was so happy that she bent down and coughed non-stop...

After about a cup of tea, the scene was barely restored to normal. The official Banqian cleared his throat with a red face and said, "Okay, today's proposition has ended. Please wait for the imperial edict and the girl to decide today's leader!"

"It's okay if the leader is not the leader. Today, I can get the wonderful work of "a group of geese under the mountain"! This trip is worth it!" A talented man below whispered.

"It's indeed worth this trip, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, absolutely thrift... There are mountains and waters, expressing your feelings..."

Shangguan Wan'er frowned slightly, and her eyes turned to Yue Feng, with a very complicated look. She suddenly felt why she was angry with such a family?

This guy is simply the reincarnation of Maitreya Buddha and laughing at him. He is also very talented and vulgar, but he is not ashamed of it, but he is proud. Wouldn't he be angry with such people?

When Shangguan Wan'er thought about this, she felt bored in her heart. Her eyes were turned to the person beside her and said, "Ronghua, come and make a decision!"

The beautiful woman beside her saluted respectfully and stood up slowly. She covered her face with a veil, but her smart eyes seemed to be able to speak, and there was a different charming temperament between her eyes.

At this time, she became the focus of everyone's attention. All the talents held their breath, and everyone would think in their hearts who would be the leader in today's literature?

It is really enviable that the leader of the literary club can get such a woman to serve and drink. Perhaps after this contact, the two sides have a good impression of each other and can further develop intimacy in the future!

A talented man is a kind person, especially when facing a beautiful beauties, which is more about face and honor, and is the most important thing.

"I am willing to drink wine for Yue Zhishu Lang, and I ask the Zhishu Lang to not refuse..." the woman suddenly spoke.

"Coax!" The woman said this, and the entire audience, which was originally calm, exploded again, and everyone could not believe their ears.
Chapter completed!