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Chapter One Hundred and Seven

"Compare poetry?"

Empress Zheng, Emperor Maode Zhao Fujin and Prince Yun Zhao Kai both showed excitement and expectation.

Master Liang became a partner with Cai Jing and said with a smile: "Today, Yanfu Palace is really lively. Four top scholars and Jiang Xiu, who is proud of his outstanding poetic talent, will definitely be a good story in the future!"

"Not bad! After Lord Liang said this, I couldn't help but want to write a poem!"

Wang Fu knew Cai Jing's purpose and knew that Cai Xie had prepared for a long time (the victory was sure to win), so he smiled at Song Huizong and said, "It's better to let the officials write a poem and give them a piece of thought to attract jade for this poem competition?"

"Oh? Jiang Ming also wants to write poems? Then I want to listen!"

Song Huizong looked at Wang Fu with interest.

Every time he saw Wang Fu's honest and cute fat mouth, he wanted to laugh inexplicably and loved him very much. In addition, he saw that Cai Jing was unwilling to give up until he achieved his goal, so he agreed.

"Thank you, the official!"

Wang Fu felt relieved, and he stood up and looked at the "Wonderland on Earth" outside the hall, and said flatteringly: "Today I am lucky to visit Yanfu Palace, accompany you to the front of you to shake the vigor. He cleverly covered the sunny days and borrowed three sleeps to make green curtains..."

"Okay! I will be good at poetry talent!"

Song Huizong laughed loudly and nodded, stroking his hands to praise him.

Jiang Chen also smiled and agreed with everyone. The atmosphere in Yanfu Palace immediately became happy, as if the open and secret struggle had never happened.

However, Mo Qi, Jia Anzhai and He Li applauded, and smiled bitterly and shook their heads.

At this time, they were as smart as they had already understood the "good intention" that Cai Jing brought them over.

Unwilling to be a foil, Jia Anzhai looked at the scenery of the lakes and seas in the Fu Palace outside the hall, pondered for a while, and chanted: "There is a deep source at the Guangtiao Mountain, and it will not go smoothly. It reaches the Xianhu three hundred miles away, and it will spread into the Haitian Gate."

"Okay! Brother Ju Ren is so smart! It seems that Brother Yu can only give up the disadvantage today!"

He Li looked convinced and then wrote a poem, but it was a little different from Jia An's house, and there were very few cheers.

Seeing this, he was not willing to fall behind and said with a smile: "The mountains are full of dew and clouds, and the sea is connected to the sky and water. I think of the real person riding on the iron boat, traveling to the three islands with ghosts and gods."

"Okay, a good sentence between the ghosts and gods of the three islands! This poem is very good!"

Song Huizong looked at several small islands hidden in the mist of the lake and sea outside the hall, and cheered with admiration.

Jia Anzhai and He Li also praised each other and said to Mo Qi: "Shou Peng, your poem can be described as Taibai's masterpiece Tiancheng, and we are willing to give up the disadvantage!

If Cai Sheren and Jiang Xiushu cannot make better works, today's leader will definitely be yours!"

"Hmph! Leader?

Although this poem is pretty good, it's still a little bit better to be the leader."

Cai Xie shook her head arrogantly.

Not only did he lose all his face just now, but he was also ridiculed and implicitly mocked by Mo Qiu, He Li and Jia Anzhai, who had lower official positions than him.

Now it is his turn to believe that he will win the poetry project, and he can't wait to find his face.

...

Hearing Cai Xie's words so rude, Jia Anzhai, He Li and Mo Qiu frowned at the same time. He Li, who repeatedly impeached Wang Fu, couldn't help but say something:

"Cai Sheren, you are too confident, right? It seems that this leader is already in your pocket!"

"Hmph! I'll just rely on my strength to speak!"

Cai Xie felt a sense of snorting coldly, and stopped talking to them anymore. Instead, he stared at Jiang Chen like a cockfighting, and sneered:

"Didn't Jiang Xiu have always boasted that he is unparalleled in poetry? I guess he has a good sentence in his heart, right? Why don't you let me do it first?"

"Please ask first, Lord Cai. The official must not dare to be ahead of Lord."

Jiang Chen shook his head slightly and refused, wanting to see what kind of good poems Cai Jing prepared for Cai Xie first.

"Mr. Jiang Xiu suddenly knew the truth so well, which really made me quite uncomfortable!"

Cai Xie smiled and said confidently: "It's just that I am worried that after the poem is written, Jiang Xiu, who is extremely talented, will be shameless for poetry. So today's poems are less interesting than ordinary people?"

Um?

So confident?

Jiang Chen looked at Cai Yi in surprise, then came to Liang Shicheng and asked, "Lao Liang, when did the official family want to write poems for the palace? "

"Don't you ask Li Yan what I do?

I don’t know! I don’t know, but I don’t tell you!”

Liang Shicheng looked disliked and wanted to slap Jiang Chen to death with a slap.

When Li Yan saw this, he smiled at Jiang Chen and said, "The official family mentioned this matter half a month ago."

"Oh~! Half a month ago?

No wonder Cai Sheren is so confident!”

Jiang Chen nodded and looked at Cai Xie casually with a meaningful look.

Cai Xie immediately looked ugly and said with a stern look on his face: "Comrade Jiang Xiu, what do you mean? You have explained it to me!"

Jiang Chen was about to speak, but He Li smiled and said, "Jiang Xiu is praising you for your good learning and self-confidence! What did Cai Sheren understand?"

"Are you guilty?"

Seeing that the younger brother had both stood up and fought hard, Jia Anzhai and Mo Qiu stood beside He Li without hesitation.

"snort!

What kind of guilty do I have for this official?

You are just trying to ruin your mind, afraid that you will win the championship, and you will not be deceived by you! Let’s see the victory and defeat with poetry!”

Cai Xie was outnumbered, so he could only glar at Mo Qi and the others unwillingly.

Immediately, he adjusted his mindset, straightened his chest and stomped his stomach, and stomped his steps proudly.

Seeing this, Jiang Chen couldn't help but look funny and said, "Cai Sheren, are you trying to take six steps before reading poetry?

Since you are ready early in the morning, just read it out directly. What's the point of being too slow? The officials will rush home to make mahjong tables for the officials and the saints!"

Um-

Your damn...

Is it that urgent?

Cai Xie was so angry that she staggered under her feet and almost hit the door frame.

Song Huizong's mouth twitched wildly when he saw it, and almost burst out laughing.

Empress Zheng and Concubine Liu were amused and crying, and couldn't help but roll their eyes at Jiang Chen: This child is so honest!

Emperor Maode Zhao Fujin covered his seductive little mouth and laughed directly.

Also laughing at the same time, He Li, Jia Anzhai and Mo Qiu, the eyes that looked at Cai Xie were filled with gloating.

However, Cai Jing couldn't laugh.

Jiang Chen's seemingly unintentional questioning just now was actually telling Song Huizong in a vague way that this poem fight was an act, which made him, Liang Shicheng and Cai Xie "black" together.

But if Jiang Chen doesn't explain it, he can't refute it;

Due to Song Huizong's favor and dependence on Jiang Chen, he could not directly kill the little treacherous through the power in his hands.

This made him feel depressed that a dog bites a hedgehog and has no way to get his mouth.
Chapter completed!
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