A group of people began to point at Yang Yuanliang. At the beginning, when Yang Yuanliang walked into the living room, everyone thought that he was a young talent from Gu Qiyuan. There are scholars everywhere, and no one has ever seen him. This is not the right occasion to explore its roots.

Everyone in the Linglong Poetry Society has seen Yang Yuanliang, but no one has seen him. After Luo Xuejun appeared, the crowd broke out again. There are also some snarky voices. After all, Yang Yuanliang is famous.

"No wonder his words are so ugly!"

"A scholar is not like a person who flows all over his body!"

"Most of the poems are copied by poets, and Linglong only has three accidents, so you can only find one person at random!"

A group of talented people are starting to analyze again, but the way they speak is still very different. With their unanimous agreement, the version of the story quickly reached a uniform level. After Luo Xuejun arrested people, there were no talents available in the Linglong Poetry Society, so they arrested Yang Yuanliang to make up for the number.

Yang Yuanliang wanted to know how to glue the ashes to Luo Xuejun's head. There are so many talented people around him. If he can't start, he will pinch the box in his hand and look for an opportunity.

The time has not yet been found, "Announce the list!" The old eunuch shouted and read: "Huang Tianzhi ten, the poem he wrote, the moonlight building ......" The old eunuch read the whole poem aloud, and all the talented people cheered. The tenth-place prodigy also clenched his fists to congratulate his friends.

This shows that his poetry has been affirmed by many talented people. After such fame, it was indispensable for him to become an official. Even if he doesn't make a big deal, his reputation will be much better than before, that is, he has improved.

When the old eunuch read one of them, everyone was excited. The old eunuch read: "Five Wang Qiuping ......" Yang Yuanliang has heard this poem many times, and he has also seen Wang Qiuping revise it many times. Yang Yuanliang was very happy when he got the fifth poem. He said nice things to everyone in the neighborhood and put the urn away for the time being.

Wang Qiuping bit her cheek, not very happy. After thanking his friends, when the old eunuch read the fourth place, Wang stepped on Yang Yuanliang's feet, held his head high and muttered: "Xianggong's poems may not be in the top ten." It's not that your poems are badly written, it's that the atmosphere is wrong. ”

Yang Yuanliang flicked her little head lightly with his fingers: "I don't care much about rankings, the most important thing is to participate, the most important thing is to participate!" As for the third person, Yang Yuanliang has never heard of his name. He is not a candidate, but a truly talented person.

"The second Luo Xuejun Yongtian Nian......" After the old eunuch read this poem, the old man "Xianggong!" Wang Qiuping refused to let go and held Yang Yuan's hand tightly. Yang Yuanliang patted the back of her hand and comforted her, saying, "You can do it." I'm going to wave the flag and shout outside!"

After that, Yang Yuanliang walked towards Luo Xuejun. Luo Xuejun looked at Yang Yuanliang vigilantly and shouted, "What are you doing?" Yang Yuanliang quickly lifted the black cloth of the ash box in his hand and patted Luo Xuejun's head like holding a brick. "Why?" After falling on Luo Xuejun's head, he kept scolding: "I'm scolding your grandma!"

The ashes were scattered all over Luo Xuejun's body. Luo Xuejun ate a little in his mouth. Yang Yuanliang wanted to kick his feet. He was immediately dragged away by the Janissary Army. All the students had better clapped their hands.

They didn't want to defeat Luo Xuejun. They just don't have the courage to do official business in front of this hall. Yang Yuanliang didn't care. He didn't want to be an official. At this time, he didn't want to teach Luo Xuejun a lesson. When he runs to the cold north, he will miss it terribly. If the timing is not right, Yang Yuanliang has the intention of killing.

After Yang Yuanliang was invited out, in front of the hall, 9 examiners sat upright, 15 foreign talents were headed by Luo Xuejun, and 15 Dacheng talents and beauties were headed by Wang Tianzhi of the Qilin Poetry Society, and Wang Tianzhi was the tenth. Although he lost to Luo Xuejun, he has a wide range of connections, many friends, and many qualifications, so he is the first to succeed.

When the foreign envoys began to choose books, Luo Xuejun, who had not yet wiped his ashes clean, jumped out to worship the nine Dharma Masters in the palace. He said: "I'm thinking, who is the first long-term worker in Changchun City to be in the Mid-Autumn Festival Yongyue poem?" I also ask Your Excellency to clarify their doubts. ”

He said that others echoed him, and the prince proudly said, "Changchun is my alias." Did I write a poem? It was made by Yang Yuanliang. He didn't want to use the poem. I helped him hang it up so that those famous poems would not be erased. Do you have anything else?"

This sentence was like a thunderstorm on a sunny day, and it immediately suppressed everyone present. Luo Xuejun immediately said: "How can this famous article come from the hand of Yang Yuanliang? Today he can't even compare to my followers!"

The prince laughed. If the title of this water song is not ranked first, it must be his prince Song Zixian. But when the word first appeared, the prince could not use it. This matter is too public, and it can only be returned to Yang Yuanliang.

"Yang Yuanliang is very talented, even if he is lazy, otherwise I would not hang poems for him. As for his confrontation with you, I don't think he wants to do it right, right?" Prince Yang Yuanliang's face is his face.

Luo was really disappointed. Unfortunately, there are no duos in this competition. If only there were two people who could talk to Yang Yuanliang!" Luo Xuejun is looking for opportunities for himself. The prince replied, "If it's for fun, I can let him play with you!"

Luo Xuejun listened and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, Luo can't wait to let him learn art!" The prince said to the eunuch next to him, "You go and call Yang Yuanliang and say that I will let him go to see the eunuch." If I dare to slip away, I won't be able to spare him!"

Yang Yuanliang stood outside the Xing Palace. He's playing with a group of talented people. They all admired Yang Yuanliang's courage and were not afraid to part with his fame. Yang Yuanliang said that he was not famous at all. No one talented person is good at doing this. He couldn't help but beat Luo Xuejun. He'll see him once in the future.

At this moment, a eunuch ran out and saw Yang Yuanliang. He read it out: "Yang Yuanliang listened." His Royal Highness the Prince orders you to go to the palace at once. ”

Yang Yuanliang said goodbye to a group of talented people and followed the old eunuch in. There was a group of talented people who didn't know what was going on and went to inquire. Many of them knew the banned person, and after questioning, they learned that Yang Yuanliang was going to find the couple.

"It's horrible!"

"What's wrong with my brother's desk?"

"You don't know that when Luo Xuejun set up the stage in the afternoon, Yang Yuanliang didn't find a suitable candidate. I'm afraid he's not his opponent!"

A group of talented people began to feel anxious. They were worried that Yang Yuanliang was not Luo Xuejun's opponent. After all, Luo Xuejun is famous, and Yang Yuanliang is insignificant.

"I'm not sure who's winning and who's losing. Sekiyama Moon was made by the Distant Brothers. Its quality is very good. If it's not the off-season, it should be in the top three. ”

In other words, although Yang Yuanliang did not make a pair in the afternoon, he also made a pair of Tibetan, let alone a pa.

These six paintings were hung up. There is only one person in one corner of the painting, which represents the identity of the painter. Six poems were also hung. The quality of these six poems is not as good as that of The Moon. This time the topic is very strange, boat, Yang Yuanliang. I don't know how the prince said that. Either way, these people will follow the poetry.