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There are a lot of people who come to the worry-free poetry meeting, and if everyone participates in the triple banquet, they will read it one by one, and there will definitely not be so much time in Beijing.

"Let's take the time of three sticks of incense!" said Lu Hao, stroking his beard. Soon, there were beautiful maids who lit incense sticks, and in the delicate fragrance, most of the people fell into contemplation.

Zhuang Yichen didn't put pen to paper, and sent a message to the eldest princess: "The phoenix jade crown is the original royal thing?"

After waiting for almost two pillars of incense, the eldest princess didn't reply to the message, thinking that she was summoning the minister.

At this time, the hall has begun to gush out, and there are more than a dozen places at a time, which looks quite spectacular.

And at least they are all works of Dingxian, and it is obvious that the scribe level of Wei is much stronger than that of Yan.

Dong Suqin was stimulated before, and at this time, she was silent and waved her pen like a dragon, and her talent continued to gush out from under the pen, and soon it broke two feet, and it kept rising.

"Three feet three! Aozhou poetry!" she put down her pen with some joy, and immediately someone exclaimed.

So far, the strongest is Dong Suqin's song, but at this time, someone on the side immediately exclaimed: "Worry-free son is going to be a masterpiece in the world!"

Suddenly, a group of people rushed over, only to see that Simon Wuwu had written an octogenarian poem, which was naturally more clever than a forty-decaden poem.

Ximen Wuwu only wrote the fifth sentence, and his talent has already reached the level of Aozhou, just look at how the next three sentences are written, and he may be able to break through to Zhenguo.

"The Ximen family has this son, and the future achievements are limitless! Maybe there will be a second demi-saint!" Seeing this scene, many officials secretly thought to themselves.

The stance that was still wavering has gradually become firm! Since even the Ximen family is optimistic about the second prince and the empress, it seems that it is already the trend of the times.

When the rest of the people saw that Ximen Wuwu's poetry was so good, they were immediately angry, and those who could have been proud of the state were all reduced to the level of the supreme government.

"It's time!" Lu Hao saw that the last end of the incense stick was burned out, and only then announced. Everyone stopped writing, and at this time, the hall was full of talents, and the most dazzling thing was naturally Ximen worry-free.

"Three feet nine inches nine! It's a pity!" Lu Hao said with some regret, just a trace of Zhenguo poetry can be born.

"It seems that the phoenix jade crown of this palace will return to the carefree prince today!" said the queen with a smile.

"If you don't have to worry about it, you can hire a woman you like, and this palace will marry you!" the queen continued.

Zhuang Yichen was stunned at this time, and after Shen Nian looked in, he realized that it was the eldest princess who had replied to the message.

"The phoenix jade crown is a relic of my great-grandmother, where did you see it?" the eldest princess's tone seemed to be quite excited.

"Queen Chitose, Miss Xuerou and Loyal and Brave Princesses haven't made a move yet, and Wuwu feels that he is still unsatisfied!" Ximen Wuwu said with a smile at this time.

Empress Wei was stunned, this moment was originally a script they had secretly planned, but why did Ximen Wuwu give birth to variables?

"Worry-free son, Xue Rou sighs to herself!" Li Xue Rou said immediately, she knew her own affairs, and as soon as she made a hand, she wore the title of straw bag beauty on her head.

"The three-pillar incense stick has been burned, and I am disqualified!" Zhuang Yichen said lightly.

"Today, the queen Chitose is coming, just to pass on the poems, it will not be too strict! If the loyal and brave prince makes poems now, it is also possible!" Ximen Wuwu's eyes fell on Zhuang Yichen.

He always felt that this person had secrets that he didn't know, and this feeling disgusted him.

So he tried again and again to find out the true details of Zhuang Yichen.

"Since that's the case, then I'm welcome!" Zhuang Yichen waited for his words.

"Wait a minute!" shouted someone.

"Hu Weiyong, what's the matter with you?" Lu Haozhi said in a loud voice.

Zhuang Yichen's mind flashed the information of this person, he was admitted to the Jinshi at the age of eighteen, and then he had been trained in the following places, and he had just been transferred back to the Academy.

This person once defeated the powerhouse of the first rank of the martial arts of the Zhao State head-on and killed him! Because of this merit, he was able to transfer back to the Capital Divisional Academy.

"Lu Hao, Xia Guan just thinks that since the incense stick is burned, he should abide by the rules! Even if the queen Chitose and the son of Wuwu are magnanimous, the loyal and brave prince also needs to pay some price!" Hu Weiyong said unhurriedly, but Zhuang Yichen noticed that his eyes unconsciously flashed to Ximen Wuwu when he spoke.

"Oh, what do you want?" Zhuang Yichen understood what was going on in his heart, and said in a good time.

"Hu just wants to bet with Zhongyong Gong on a lottery!" Hu Weiyong smiled and took out a set of literary treasures, complete with pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

"Ah, this is the treasure of Jinshi's top grade!"

"Yes, this set of Wenbao is worth a lot of money at will, let alone this complete set!"

Many people exclaimed, especially the children of the family, who were eager to snatch it and keep it for themselves.

Zhuang Yichen sneered in his heart, Ximen Wuwu is really a powerful person, and he set up a game without moving.

Although this was done in a hurry, it also showed that his strength in the Wei State was not trivial.

After all, Ximen Wuwu is just a teacher, and being able to point out an elite jinshi like Hu Weiyong, even if it is because of the relationship of the Ximen family, it is not so simple.

"Does anyone else want to bet against Zhuang?" Zhuang Yichen smiled slightly, and with a wave of his hand, ten round star stones appeared on the table in front of him.

"Ah, so many star stones?"

"Yes, looking at this shape and color, it is definitely the best grade!" Many people were stupid, but Ximen's carefree eyes were gloomy.

"How can a mere Saint Pre-Martial Warrior have so many Star Stones?" the Empress of Wei couldn't help frowning.

After all, the value of the star stone is far above the high-grade spirit stone, and it is priceless and unattainable.

Even the saints have a certain demand for the star stone, and below the saints, the star stone can help broaden the upper limit of the martial hall and refine the talent and soul energy in the body.

"As long as you can come up with something equivalent to these star stones, I will bet with you!" Zhuang Yichen said lightly.

As soon as these words came out, even those high-ranking officials and heroes of the Wei State couldn't help but be ready to move.

"I'm betting with you too!" At this time, many Jinshi took out their own Wenbao at the bottom of the box, and they always put a bunch of them.

These people naturally have a tacit understanding, first win these star stones in their hands, and then see how to divide them.