"What do you want to bet with you and me?" Yingyue looked at Li Qingyao contemptuously, "What qualifications do you have to bet with me?"
Li Qingyao said solemnly: "If I win two games today, you will stay with Yu Huai. I am the number one beauty in Yu Huai, and I will be appointed as the lord immediately. At that time, I will submit to the court to find out the truth of that year! If Miss Chen really missed the seven schools because of the dirty and filthy conflicts in the world, she will definitely punish the parties involved and give Miss Chen justice!"
Yingyue smiled coldly: "Ha! Don't pretend! You are all in the same group, and officials protect each other, what can you find out?"
Li Qingyao said sincerely: "I guarantee with my personality that I will surely find out the truth and give you a convincing result. Everyone present will witness it! The general is his father's old friend, the Ouyang family is my family's family's family, and the concubine Chen is a friend. Xie Bingying and Fei Yu are more famous moral gentlemen in the world. They will definitely support me!"
"No matter who wins or loses, I will join Qingyao in confronting the court and find out the truth for you! If you really misunderstand it, you will naturally be happy. If there is any conflict, you will definitely be punished according to the national law!"
Ouyang Qing praised Li Qingyao's urgent wisdom in his heart. Although she had already confirmed that 99% of the matter was the problem of Feng Qingzong and the damn Cui family. But no matter what, taking the initiative to conduct self-inspection at this moment can save some face. Naturally, she, a senior farmer, was not responsible for the investigation. No matter what the result was, it had nothing to do with her, and she could still gain a good reputation.
Seeing Yingyue still silent, Li Qingyao said softly: "This must be Lingzun Lingtang's wish. Even if it is not for Miss Chen herself, she should still be justice for Zun Lingtang."
"Okay." Yingyue finally nodded, but then sneered again, "But I'll see how Miss Li can beat me!"
Li Qingyao looked at the five-character poem written by Yingyue in the mirror in the entrance hall and took out the river map pen that Chen Lan had collected to give her.
Yingyue laughed twice: "Can you definitely use the Hetu pen to enter the Tao with literature?"
At this moment, ordinary works must not beat her introductory work, and Fei Yu and Xie Bingying couldn't tell lies with their eyes open. If you want to convict Li Qingyao, then Li Qingyao would at least write a work that would enter the Tao.
However, the work of entering the Tao is hard to come by. Apart from Li Changgeng hundreds of years ago, who else can guarantee that his poetry and articles will definitely be able to enter the Tao!
The people below the audience were not optimistic. Li Qingyao's behavior of asking Yingyue to find out the truth has really increased her favor, but they really don't think Li Qingyao can win both games.
Originally, they thought Li Qingyao might be able to win the Wen Dou, but after Ying Yue's poems entered the Tao, they naturally felt that even Wen Dou could not win the Wen Dou.
Yu Huai’s face this year has been a huge loss!
Everyone felt embarrassed. Some accused the imperial court of nobles, some scolded Feng Qingzong for being blind, some felt that Yingyue should not help Ni Ri take revenge on his mother country, and some even directly despised the beauty Yu Huai this year, all of whom were wine bags. As expected, as Yingyue said, the yellow bell was destroyed and the tiled pot was thunderous.
The sky was gloomy and the snow was flying. The people of Yuhuai sighed disappointed below, and some even left early, as if they couldn't bear to see the scene of all the beauty Yuhuai defeated.
Yingyue sat in her original seat, which was the only place with sunshine in a radius of hundreds of miles. She had previously entered the Tao with literature and tore a huge hole in the thick clouds.
She is now enjoying the warm sunshine and quietly waiting for Li Qingyao's failure.
"Ms. Chen has had a rest?" Li Qingyao asked.
"Haha, you don't have to wait for me, just pretend I've recovered!" Yingyue sneered and waved her hand.
Li Qingyao nodded and smiled slightly: "Okay."
After saying that, I picked up my pen and wrote the first sentence: Get up in the morning in the painting hall and come to report the snowflakes.
As soon as her pen fell from the river map, she seemed to sense something between the heaven and earth. The spiritual energy in the air began to restlessly, and snowflakes danced in the wind!
Li Qingyao did not stop and completed a poem "Qingpingle" in one go.
When the painting hall gets up in the morning, I come to report the snowflakes.
Looking at the beautiful scenery with a high roller blind, the bright color is far away and the courtyard is covered with a mysterious color.
The air is filled with light and smoke is drawn to the furnace, and the plain grass produces jade pendants.
It should be that the fairy was drunk and crushed the white clouds randomly.
As the last stroke fell, a colorful mysterious light almost couldn't wait to burst out from the paper and went straight to the nine heavens!
"With literature entering the Tao, it is still a colorful mysterious light!" someone screamed.
With the appearance of the light column, the clouds within a radius of hundreds of miles suddenly disappeared, and the dark clouds seemed to be shattered and disappeared! The sun shone, and the original snowflakes turned into drizzle. The weather was warm, making people almost think that spring was coming.
The pen is shocked by the wind and rain, and the poem is inspired by the ghosts and gods.
Li Qingyao stretched out his hand slightly, took a few drops of rain, and watched them slide down on his hands.
Sure enough, she could crush the white clouds, so she stood up and smiled slightly: "Please give me a thumbs up."
The appearance of a saint in front of a person is triggered by the posture of a banished immortal.
There was a breeze somewhere, blowing several soft silks, swaying in the blue clothes, pushing the pure and clean temperament to the extreme. The sun shines on her face, her face is clear and unparalleled, her starry eyes are as bright as the moon shines.
It is like a green lotus that can only bloom in the Yaochi Pool, with a fairy spirit and beautiful as a god. If there is really an immortal in the world, then it must be her, only her.
"What a song "Qingpingle"!"
Fei Yu and Xie Bingying came back to their senses in shock and couldn't help but exclaim. It wasn't their turn to evaluate, and God had already given the answer.
Although only a few people below understand poetry, people can at least see that this vision is much stronger than the cherry moon.
The colorful mysterious light and the strange phenomena that affect the sun and the moon are not common in the entire continent!
"Ahhhhhhh! It's really my wife!"
"Get out, you deserve to snatch me! This is my wife!"
"So strong! The colorful mysterious light, the last time I saw it was Chen Fei!"
"I'm afraid this movement is no longer inferior to that of Concubine Chen!"
"It's too strong, too strong, just like Chen Fei, you're both beautiful! The beautiful city is just around the corner!"
"Ah, I suddenly realized that Sister Qingyao is so beautiful. This is as beautiful as a fairy!"
"Suddenly I feel that she looks better than Concubine Chen. Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo w
"This immortal has descended to earth and is worthy of being the number one beauty in our Yu Huai!"
"Even if I can only lick her feet, I will be satisfied if I die!"
"Li Qingyao, I love you! I love you! I love you!"
"What a fairy! If she doesn't marry me, I'm going to die now!"
People cheered desperately to vent their endless admiration and longing for Li Qingyao, who was full of fairy spirit.
"Miss Yingyue, is this my winning?"
Li Qingyao turned her head and smiled, her eyes pouring like a river of sky, full of the glory of stars.
Chapter completed!