Immortal of Book and Sword Chapter 21: Laughing too early

　　 At this moment, there is also a small wave in the small circle of Suihan's four friends.

　　 "It is Guhong no doubt." Wang Song and Zheng Chongyao thought that last night, the bright moon was in the sky, while Chen Guhong sang with drums, stunned, and arrogantly moved across the sky. He couldn't help but look more, and sighed.

　　 "My friend is really talented."

　　Wu Zhengchun is smart, and Wang Song's previous salesman. At this moment, there are only three poems left. Seeing Wang Song again, Zheng Chong frequently looked at Chen Guhong, and he was somewhat clear, but also shocked.

　　"My brother has amazing chess skills and has a talent for planning. It is so good to not want to be a poet!"

　　 "Brother Xian is really hidden." Wu Zhengchun clung to his hands and said in admiration.

　　"It's not necessarily me." Chen Guhong smiled, drank a drink, his face was reddish, and said: "Then Wu Xiude is the examiner. He was so bad that he drove us to live in the wood house and brushed down my poems. It’s not impossible."

　　 "Oh, forget this."

　　 The three of them were surprised, and Wang Song yelled, showing nervousness.

　　 At this moment, the third examiner has already prepared. Ruan Yu came first, summoned Jin Ce, and handed the begonia made by Wu Zhengchun to Jin Ce. Jin Ce knowing, bowed and left.

　　 came to the stone platform, Jin Ce bowed his hands to the readers below, and said loudly: "Huangshan Poetry Society gathers more than a thousand scholars, it is a grand occasion." Then he confided in the direction of the third examiner and said: "The third examiner. One is for the great master to promote a student, the other is for the magistrate, and the other is for filial piety, which is also rare in the world. The following three articles are the best of the best works. If you compare these three articles to the imperial examination, they are the top three, Jinshi and local Also."

　　 Following Jin Ce's words sounded, there was another commotion among the scholars. It suddenly occurred to me that regardless of whether the reputation would change the sky or not, the great masters who were present would be promoted to academies. If you take a high look, the benefits are immense.

　　 Expect more.

As soon as 　　 Jin Ce spoke, he unfolded the paper in his hand and read aloud: "The thick and fragrant spring is full of Shuxiang, half with the wind and rain breaking the intestines. The Huanhuaxi is melancholy, and Zimei has no intention of carrying it forward."

　　 Ci is excellent at first, and after Jin Ce's mouth, it becomes more poetic.

Before the voice of 　　 was over, some scholars applauded.

　　"Who made a good poem?"

　　 "It is wonderful to compare a Begonia to a beauty."

　　 At this moment, Jin Celang said: "This begonia was made by the talented son of Xuanzhou Datong Wu Zhengchun."

　　 "Wu Zhengchun, it really is him." The scholar sighed, not surprisingly, they turned their heads to look at Wu Zhengchun. Wu Zhengchun had been prepared early, so he bowed his hands around him, his expression was very humble.

　　 "A good poem, it's a big white." Chen Guhong was very happy for his friends and toasted.

　　 "Drink a swig." Wang Song also smiled.

　　 So the four raised their hands and drank the cup together.

　　………

　　Test the official.

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

　　 "If it's vulgar, why would the old man choose this one?" Ruan Yu smiled slightly, quite contented. Then he asked curiously: "How about the poems in the hands of the two I do not know?"

　　 "Don't talk, don't talk."

　　Chen Yuan, Wu Xiude glanced at each other, smiled confidently, and then shook his head together.

　　 "Haha."

　　 Ruan Yu laughed.

　　………….

　　 Liang Sheng sits nearby. As Wu Zhengchun's Haitang was read out, the nearby scholars fell into silence. Zhuge Feng sighed: "Wu Zhengchun is worthy of being a talent in Xuanzhou, second only to Liang Xiandi."

　　 "Can you have confidence?" Zhuge Feng asked with some worry.

　　 "Although the Jiao is a male, is it comparable to a dragon?" Liang Sheng's expression remained motionless, as if the sky was not alarmed, and the landslides were not moving, he asked with a smile.

　　 "Naturally, Jiao can't be compared with dragon." Zhuge Feng heard the words and knew Liang Sheng's majesty in his heart, so he laughed.

　　 "Hahaha."

　　 Liang Sheng laughed, confident.

　　……………….

In the boudoir, Shi Miaomiao was full of praise when he saw this article.

　　"Xuanzhou talented person, in terms of talent and appearance, under Mr. Liang, this is Mr. Wu."

　　 "Miss is saying that Young Master Wu is still not as good as Young Master Liang?" The waiter joked with joy.

　　 "That is." Shi Miaomiao's big eyes turned slightly, revealing a look of expectation. "The next, or the next, should be a poem by Young Master Liang."

　　…………..

At the scene of 　　 Poetry Club.

　　 Although Wu Zhengchun is male, he is still inferior to Liang Sheng. But now Wu Zhengchun's Haitang has been so stunning, what kind of scenery should Liang Shengzhi's work be?

　　The expectations of the readers are more and more mobilized.

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

　　 "Mr. First." Chen Yuan is very confident of his poem and intends to be the finale. He gave in and said humbly.

　　 "Then I'm welcome." Wu Xiude smiled slightly, thinking in his heart, once this article was published, he would be unparalleled in the world. Sir, your article will be dimmed when it is published again.

　　 What a pity, what a pity.

　　 Thinking, Wu Xiude summoned Jin Ce and ordered him to read aloud. Jin Ce was ordered to return to the stone platform, and the exhibition paper read aloud: "You can still get things and flowers in the famous garden, and you will have a drunk life in the famous garden. Why not let the famous people in China enjoy the rich and precious flowers in the world."

　　 Then Jin Ce said again: "This is what the son of Liang Sheng did."

　　The readers were silent for a while, and there was a lot of discussion. "This poem sounds a bit tacky, but the vulgarity is elegant, and the aftertaste is infinite."

　　"A famous person, a flower of wealth and honor. Appreciate the elegance and the common, good."

　　The scholars exclaimed.

　　 "Not bad, it is indeed slightly better than Wu Zhengchun's article." Ruan Yu Nianxu commented impartially.

　　 "Hehe." Wu Xiude smiled, very happy. This year of the Huangshan Poetry Conference is to make a name for Liang Sheng and revitalize my Wu family. As soon as this article is published, it will definitely lead Liangzhou's poems, and the goal has been achieved.

　　………….

Around 　　 Liangsheng, the scholars around are already full of praise.

　　"It's really a good poem, and only Liang Xiandi can make such a masterpiece."

　　"As soon as this poem came out~IndoMTL.com~ no one in the world would dare to write a poem with a Begonia title."

　　"Fame is like a rainbow, and the future is limitless." Zhuge Feng also laughed. He may not have no envy in his heart. He has such a talent at a young age, and his reputation will continue in the future as a scholar and an official in the Liang family.

　　"It's just a momentary work, you sage brothers are absurdly praised." Liang Sheng moved around and said modestly. The humility of scholars is a virtue, and elegance is a fashion. Liang Sheng’s elegance is deeply rooted and praised by everyone. At this moment, humility is even more popular.

　　The readers around me are even more praising, with rave reviews.

　　 "I am the leader." Liang Sheng laughed in his heart, and laughed more. You stupid people, even that Wu Zhengchun is stupid. If I hadn’t got the theme of the poem club first, how could I make such a masterpiece?

　　 You have always been my foil.

　　…………..

　　Wu Zhengchun, Wang Song, and Zheng Chong looked at each other. Wu Zhengchun sighed and said, "His talent is indeed better than me." Many of them boasted and discouraged.

　　Wang Song and Zheng Chong did not know how to comfort him, but Chen Guhong was even more worried.

　　 "Guhong is talented, but it may not be comparable to Liang Sheng. What's more, Wu Xiude is still an examiner, maybe Guhong's poems have been brushed down long ago."

　　 "The result hasn't come out yet? Why do you guys be downcast?" Chen Guhong grieved the atmosphere and let out a big laugh.

　　He has absolute self-confidence in himself, because the poems he copied are made by gods and people. If it wasn't for Wu Xiude, it would definitely be the number one.

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