At this moment, there were also a small wave of turmoil in the small circle of the four friends in Suihan.

"It's the Gu Hong without a doubt." Wang Song and Zheng Chong thought about last night, the bright moon was in the sky, while Chen Gu Hong sang in the basin, heart-wrenching, and heroic spirit spread across the sky. He couldn't help but look at him and sighed.

"My friend is really a talented man."

Wu Zheng was smart and had the previous silence of Wang Song. At this moment, there were only three poems left. When Wang Song was seen again, Zheng Chong looked at Chen Guhong frequently, and he was a little clear, but shocked.

"My brother is amazing in chess and has a talent for planning. I don't think that poetry is so good!"

"Brother Wei is really hidden and cannot be exposed." Wu Zhengchun bowed and said with a heart of heart, and said with admiration.

"It may not be me." Chen Guhong smiled, drank a glass of wine, his face turned slightly red, and said, "Then Wu Xiude is an examiner. He is so bad that he drove us to the woodshed and it is not impossible to paint my poems."

"Oh, forget this."

The three of them were surprised, and Wang Song screamed, showing a nervous look.

At this moment, the three examiners were ready. Ruan Yu came first, called Jin Ce, and handed the crabapple made by Wu Zhengchun to Jin Ce. Jin Ce understood and bowed away.

When he arrived on the stone platform, Jin Ce bowed to the readers below and said aloud: "The gathering of more than a thousand scholars in Huangshan Poetry Conference is a grand occasion." Then he bowed to the direction of the three examiners and said: "The three examiners are the great masters and the county magistrates and the filial piety and honest people are also rare in the world. The following three chapters are excellent works. If compared to the imperial examination, they are the three tripods and the Jinshi and the earth."

As Jin Ce's voice sounded, the scholars were in agitation again. I suddenly remembered that regardless of whether the reputation would be affected, there was a great master who was present. If you took a look at it, it would be of great benefit.

Expect more intensely.

As soon as Jin Ce finished speaking, he unfolded the paper in his hand and read aloud: "The thick and thin spring fills the Shu village, and half of the wind and rain breaks the orioles' hearts. The Huanhua Creek is melancholy, and Zimei has no intention to carry forward it."

The lyrics are already outstanding, and they are also inspired by the mouths of Jin Ce, which makes them even more poetic.

Before he finished speaking, some scholars applauded.

"Who wrote good poems?"

"It's wonderful to compare begonia to beauty."

At this moment, Jin Ce said loudly: "This article is written by Mr. Wu Zhengchun, a talented man in Datong, Xuanzhou."

"Wu Zhengchun, it's him." The scholar sighed, and was not surprised, and turned to look at Wu Zhengchun. Wu Zhengchun was prepared for a long time, so he bowed to the surroundings, with a very humble expression.

"A good poem should be white." Chen Guhong raised his glass for his friends.

"Drink a drink." Wang Song also smiled.

So the four of them raised their hands and drank this cup together.

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Exam official.

"It's really good." Chen Yuan and Wu Xiude sighed.

"If it is vulgar, how could I choose this article?" Ruan Yu smiled slightly, quite contented. Then he asked curiously: "I wonder how about the poems in your hands?"

"Not to say, no to say."

Chen Yuan and Wu Xiude looked at each other, smiled confidently, and then shook their heads together and said.

"Ha ha."

Ruan Yu smiled.

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Nearby where Liang Sheng sat. As Wu Zhengchun's Begonia was read, the nearby scholars fell into silence. Zhuge Feng sighed: "I am a talented man in Xuanzhou, second only to Brother Liang."

"Do you have confidence?" Zhuge Feng asked worriedly again.

"Although the dragon is powerful, can it be like a dragon?" Liang Sheng's expression remained motionless, as if the sky was not shocked and the mountain collapsed, and asked with a smile.

"The dragon naturally cannot be compared with the dragon." Zhuge Feng knew that Liang Sheng was so arrogant that he laughed.

"Hahaha."

Liang Sheng laughed loudly and was very confident.

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In the boudoir, Shi Miaomiao praised this article.

"A talented man in Xuanzhou, in terms of talent, knowledge and appearance, is this Mr. Wu below Mr. Liang."

"Miss, is Mr. Wu still not as good as Mr. Liang?" The waiter laughed and teased.

"That's it." Shi Miaomiao's big eyes turned slightly, revealing an expectation. "The next article, or the next article, should be the poem by Mr. Liang."

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In the poetry meeting scene.

Although Wu Zhengchun is powerful, he is still not as good as Liang Sheng. Now Wu Zhengchun's begonia is so amazing. How glorious should Liang Sheng's work be?

The expectations of the readers are becoming more and more mobilized.

At this moment, Wu Xiude bowed to Chen Yuan and said, "Mr. Chen, who is the first?"

"Sir, first." Chen Yuan was very confident in his poem and planned to be the finale. He bowed and gave in.

"Then I'm not polite." Wu Xiude smiled slightly and thought to himself that once this article was published, it would be unparalleled in the world. Sir, your article will be dim again.

What a pity, what a pity.

Thinking of this, Wu Xiude called Jin Ce and ordered him to read aloud. Jin Ce was ordered to return to the stone platform and read aloud with paper: "You can still gain wealth after leaving the house. You can also make a famous garden and live a life of drunkenness. Why not let the famous scholars in the country appreciate the rich and noble flowers in the world together?"

Then Jin Ce said again: "This was done by Mr. Liang Sheng."

The readers first felt silent and talked a lot. "This poem sounds a bit vulgar, but it is very elegant and meticulous. After careful consideration, there should be endless wonders."

"Famous and famous scholars, wealth and honor. It is appreciated by both the elite and the masses, and it is good."

Scholars exclaimed.

"It's not bad, it's really better than Wu Zhengchun's article." Ruan Yu's nibing Xu commented fairly.

"Hehe." Wu Xiude smiled and was very happy. This Huangshan Poetry Conference made Liang Sheng famous and boosted his power for our Wu family. Once this article was published, it would definitely lead Liangzhou's poetry writing, and the purpose was achieved.

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Near Liang Sheng, scholars around him were already full of praise.

"What a good poem, only Brother Liang can make such a masterpiece."

"As soon as this poem is released, no one in the world dares to write a poem with crabapple."

"Famous reputation is like a rainbow, and the future is limitless." Zhuge Feng also smiled. He may not be without envy. He has such talent at a young age. He is famous and will become a Jinshi in the future and become an official. The style of the Liang family will continue.

"It's just a temporary work, and all the wise brothers praised it." Liang Sheng bowed around and said modestly. Scholars are a virtue, and elegance is a fashion. Liang Sheng's elegance is deeply rooted in the bones and everyone praises it. At this moment, modesty is even more favorable.

The scholars around him praised even more and praised him in a tide.

"I am the leader." Liang Sheng laughed in his heart, and he kept laughing. You stupid people, even Wu Zhengchun, are stupid people. If I hadn't received the theme of the poetry club first, how could I have made such a masterpiece?

You are always my foil.

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Wu Zhengchun, Wang Song and Zheng Chong looked at each other in person. Wu Zhengchun sighed and said, "His talent is indeed better than me." There are also boasts and discouragements.

Wang Song and Zheng Chong didn't know how to comfort him, but they were even more worried about Chen Guhong.

"Gu Hong is very talented, but he may not be as good as Liang Sheng. What's more, Wu Xiude is still an examiner, so maybe Gu Hong's poems have been copied long ago."

"Isn't it the result not coming out yet? Why do you guys be depressed?" Chen Guhong felt sad and laughed loudly.

He had absolute confidence in himself, because the poems he copied were written by gods. If he had not been defeated by Wu Xiude, he would have been the first.
Chapter completed!