Section 633: Repay grievances with straightforwardness, repay virtue with virtue!

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In fact, in the dust, entering a woman's boudoir is equivalent to making a promise with her body!

The so-called tea tasting and listening to music are just a name to cover up shame!

"Well, if he really gives me the ...... of Bu Shao"

"Give him this innocence and give it to him......"

"Among the Seven Kingdoms, there are many famous ladies who volunteer to be his ......"

"Even the marriage of the princess of the Yan royal family was rejected by him......"

"I can have a ...... with this peerless man who moved the Seven Kingdoms"

"Even if it's like a one-night love affair in the morning dew, this life is ......"

When Xia Chuchen thought of this, his face suddenly turned red. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's really like a peach blossom, ashamed of others......

At this moment, Luo Zishang plucked up his courage and shouted at the murderous masked man: "This brother ...... Taiwan"

"Even if Zhao Zihang's poems are destroyed, the Wenhui will also use Wenguang as a benchmark to determine the outcome of the ......"

"This Yan Guo's literary ...... Wenyou, I was so scared that the pen was broken, and the literary atmosphere has declined, obviously I can't write poetry anymore!"

Hearing Lhotse Shang's words, the other three foreign Confucian scholars also shouted boldly.

"What if he gets a different pen?"

"Even if you lend him Zijin Haoran's pen, I'm afraid he won't be able to write a brilliant poem!"

"As long as no one can surpass Brother Luo's words, ......"

"Yes, in this way, the leader of the Wenhui is still Brother Luo's!"

"The splendid exquisite step shake and the purple gold Haoran pen are still ours!"

Hearing this, Xia Chuchen's heart suddenly shook!

Is there still no way to escape their clutches?

She said such things in Wenbi before, and it was really Wanhualou who sponsored this event......

It was the bustard's mother who hoped to attract more eyeballs and make a name for herself in the other six countries......

This is pushing Xia Chuchen into the fire pit!

The icy and jade Xia Fairy could only stretch her snow-white neck like a canary trapped in a cage at this time, waiting for the final result of the matter......

This masked man's eloquence is so skillful, but his poetry may not be able to beat Lhotse Shang!

After all, Lhotse Shang is a poet whose name shook the Seven Kingdoms......

But the man didn't know what the sacredness was......

Unless he's ...... He's that guy!

Otherwise, how could it be better than Lhotse Shang!

The masked man smiled coldly: "I really admire your courage!"

"Do you still think that there is no one in our Yan Kingdom and we can't write better poems than you?"

Luo Zishang heard the words of the masked man, but he smiled sadly: "Then Your Excellency means that you want to write a poem by yourself to participate in the literary competition!"

Luo Zishang almost sneered in his heart!

Fooled!

The words he just made were clear, and there was no problem with the content......

It is written about the majestic scene of the battle of the army, and the Qi State and the Yan State are now allies, and there is no possibility of being attacked by the masked man and destroying Wenguang again!

Wenguang, in his memory, seems to be the highest Wenguang of Mingzhou's poetry among all levels of Confucianism and Taoism in the past!

In other words, unless the weird man in front of him can write a poem on the spot!

Otherwise, he would never be able to turn the tables for Yan Guo!

At that time, even if one of Zhao Zihang's poems in Zhenguo is scolded by him, no one in Yan Kingdom can beat the stigma of foreign Confucianism, and it will never be washed away!

"If my poetry could hold this weird man down......"

"It can be regarded as avenging Zhao Yihang!"

He looked at Zhao Yihang, who had been scolded with some concern, his eyes were dull, and he looked like a dementia.

"Brother Zhao's mental state is very wrong, it seems that there are signs of cracking in the sea of knowledge......

"If I can help him save a city, maybe there is hope for a comeback......

"Otherwise, I'm afraid that Zhihai will be smashed directly and become a waste!"

Thinking of the experience of the two of them traveling the world at the same time and challenging the princes and Confucian scholars with poetry, a wave of courage rose in his heart.

"Your Excellency's refusal to make a decision is because you are afraid that you will lose face in vain if you can't compare with the next?"

"That's fine, as long as Your Excellency is willing to gamble and lose, admit this meeting, and our foreign Confucian students will win the first place!"

"And I want to apologize to Brother Zhao, even if Brother Zhao does have something inappropriate......"

"You've ruined his work too!"

Luo Zishang took a deep breath, as if he had regained his arrogance.

""Shangshu" has words, tolerance, and virtue, you are so intolerable, if you don't apologize to Brother Zhao, how can you say it!"

When the words fell, all the Confucian scholars of Yan Kingdom all stood up and scolded!

"This Zhao Zihang has to use the allusion of 'Baili Mengming' to touch the moldy head of the entire Yan Kingdom at the literary meeting to celebrate the triumph of the army......"

"There is even a hint of ridiculing and cursing Yan Guo in it!"

"Such a big talker, we Yan people didn't break his leg on the spot, it's already 'tolerant and big'!"

Encouraged by the masked man, even the Confucian who was so frightened that the brush just now broke off angrily and shouted loudly!

Who knew that Luo Zishang smiled coldly: "There is no basis for words, and the battle of words is meaningless......"

"If you are not convinced, write a poem!"

"Poems of your choice...... Listen to you!"

The arrogance and domineering of the poetic maniac are fully revealed at this moment.

This time, not only Xia Chuchen, but even Jiang Yurou, who had been watching silently in the crowd, was a little worried!

"Although I know from Shizun, Qin Feng is very likely to be our Confucian Neo-Confucian Sage ......"

"I asked him to compare poems with Luozi Shang to find out his details, so as to confirm the judgment of the master......"

"But how easy is it to write a poem on the spot?"

She put her hands in front of her with some concern, and a pair of beautiful eyes didn't dare to leave Qin Feng in the attic for a moment!

"In case he loses the competition with Lhotse Shang, his self-esteem is frustrated......"

"It has affected his future Confucianism and Taoism, and I will not become a Confucian sinner!"

"But ...... Don't let anything happen!"

Just when Jiang Yurou was secretly praying, Qin Feng, who was wearing a pink and white mask, was already putting his hands behind his back and said lightly.

"Kong Sheng said, repay grievances with directness, and repay virtue with virtue......"

"Zhao Zihang deliberately provoked in my Dayan land, and I scolded him for shattering the poems of Zhenguo, but he took the blame!"

"As a citizen of the Great Swallow, it is ridiculous for me to apologize to him in turn!"

"You ......" Luo Zishang was about to have a seizure, but when he thought of Qin Feng's terrifying eloquence, he had to force his anger down......

What if you are clever in your tongue, as long as your poetry can't overpower me!

In the end, I was the winner!

But at this moment, Qin Feng sneered again!

What he said made Luozi Shang's heart furious!

"Your name is Lhotse Shang, right, I heard that you are giving the title of 'Poetry Maniac' to the people of Qi State?"

Luo Zishang didn't know what medicine was sold in Qin Feng's gourd for a while, so he had to wait for him to continue.

"You won a song before, right?"

Qin Feng sneered: "Okay, then I won't pick it, you can write words, I will also write words!"