"I insist that Qingshan is not relaxed, but the roots are in the broken rock. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info is still strong after thousands of blows, and the wind is blowing. ”

Zhou Zuoren's throat seemed to be choked, and he couldn't wait to find a hole to hide.

This female rascal directly boasted about herself, she is a tenacious bamboo in the rock, let you be exposed to the wind and frost, the sun and the rain, and what about him? It's a crooked wind, let you toss and bounce.

There is silence in the yamen, this is the real amazing talent!

Who can compose three songs in a row without one cup of tea? And one is more wonderful than the other, all of them are poems from the county and even Dafu, no matter what the outcome of today's controversy is, the three words Mei Xueyan are bound to be famous in the entire Huatong Mansion!

I don't know who spoke first, but the yamen suddenly became like a vegetable market and exploded.

"Three! She wrote three songs at once! ”

"I'll just say that the head of the Mei case was framed, right? You still don't believe it! Now you know, right? ”

"You said a ghost, you were still suspicious just now!"

"Where? I mean, Mei will definitely be able to write the first one, three! I can blow it for the rest of my life to witness this! Our Lin'an County finally has a talented girl! ”

Lu Tixue, Feng Qiumo and Wu Xianling looked at each other.

"What kind of monster is this? What kind of talented girl, she is simply a genius! ”

Feng Qiumo scolded: "This dead girl, Ming Zhizhu is in her hands, and the old man is worried!" ”

"Don't blame Feng Lao, who would have thought of it? These are three songs. Wu Xian Ling laughed a few times, and then asked, "You say, how many of these three poems can be published in the "Poetry Newspaper". ”

Feng Qiumo replied seriously: "It's hard to say, I think "Planting Flowers in Front of Zhou Gong Lvye Hall", right? After all, there is the merit of propagating the virtue of the teacher. ”

Wu Xianling pinched his chin and said: "I prefer "Rock Bamboo", the current literati are soft and corrupt, and they are not decent, and the bamboo and stone style and bones are just a warning to the world. ”

Lu Tixue said solemnly: "I'm afraid it's possible for the three capitals!" ”

"Hiss......"

Wu Xianling took a big breath of cold air, only felt a toothache, he was also enterprising, young and promising, left and right in the officialdom, as a scholar, he never forgot his duty, talked about his political achievements, and his achievements were average.

Compared with others, he was dumped ten streets, and after the two poems were the same, another poem may be reported this month.

"Wait, her Yuefu "Mulan Poems" are more likely to be on the "Poetry Newspaper" than these three, after all, the meaning is profound, and the Yuefu poems are difficult to see now."

Wu Xianling opened his mouth and said: ""Mulan Poems" is almost a certainty, I don't know how many songs she can appear this time?" Are the two poems the same again? The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and we, the front waves, are about to be shot to death by her on the beach! ”

"According to the nature of the Academy of Literature, it will not be too much to pursue one person, and when the poet was at its peak, that is, the two poems were the same, even if he appeared in the "Poetry Newspaper", it would be delayed until next month."

Lu Tixue was more pertinent, and Feng Qiumo and Wu Xianling both nodded in approval.

Lin Sanlang sat aside and was silent, he didn't know whether poetry was good or bad, but he knew that everyone present was cheering for Mei Xueyan, and he actually had a trace of pride.

She is calm and calm in the face of danger, and her demeanor of being engrossed in writing on paper has a unique charm.

Lin Saburo has been in the barracks for a long time, and he has not seen many women, only beautiful and unbeautiful in his eyes, and when he saw her for the first time, he felt that it was passable at best, but she was too thin, and her ass was too small to give birth.

But today he learned that women can also strategize, and even her thin and not very delicate body suddenly has a unique demeanor.

"This girl is okay, I just want to teach my children to read, so I don't have to worry about it......"

Li Yansong seemed to be calm, but his whole body was already trembling slightly, while Zhou Zuoren's face was like ashes, thinking about how to get out.

"Your Excellency...... She, I admit that she is a brilliant learner, but these three poems have little to do with today. Zhou Zuoren's throat tightened and said, "No, if the previous lawsuit is stopped, we won't sue Mei Xueyan anymore." ”

"Master, don't worry, take a closer look."

Mei Xueyan stared at Zhou Zuoren with a smile, seeing that he was like a man's back.

"Huh? What's the mystery? Old Feng, what do you think? ”

Lu Tixue and the three of them got together and put the three poems together, looking at it, it didn't seem to be anything special, and the three of them didn't see the clue after studying it for a long time.

The literati outside also recited three poems silently, all confused.

"I see!"

Feng Qiumo suddenly shouted, after he got older, he rarely got excited to lose his temper, and hurriedly solemnized his appearance.

"Old Feng, what's wrong here, say it quickly!"

Wu Xian Ling hurriedly urged, and even Master Xu stretched his neck and pointed his ears to listen.

"You see, there are three poems, one written about peach and plum, one for Komatsu and one for Iwatake, and there is a word in each poem."

Feng Qiumo pointed out the three words, and even the well-informed Lu Tixue was so surprised that he was speechless, and then looked at Mei Xueyan's eyes, which was no different from a robber who saw gold, silver and jewelry.

"Li, Song, and Yan ......?"

Li Songyan naturally heard what they were talking about, and suddenly stood in the hall as if he had been struck by lightning, crumbling, as if he had hysteria.

His throat rolled, and when he spoke again, he began to cry.

Li Songyan was like a deflated raft, sitting on the ground with his buttocks, beating his chest and feet, crying hoarsely.

"I shouldn't...... Woooooo ”

Li Songyan spoke slurredly, tears flowed from the furrows of his cheeks, and an old Xiucai immediately cried like a three-year-old child.

"I Li Yansong has been studying since childhood, my father named Yansong, is to place expectations, my father's 'resolute as a stone, integrity as pine' teachings I never forget, I think I am not with the world, unwilling to commit to do lowly things, who knows that when I am old, the desire for profit is consumed, I am ashamed of my father under the nine springs, I have read so many years of sage books, I shouldn't ......"

Li Yansong cried and muttered to himself, and he didn't know whether he was sincere repentance or hypocrisy.

"I forged this evidence, I have no talent or virtue to write "Momei", and I framed Mei as the first ...... of the case."

"Come on, pull him out and tarnish the identity of the scholar!"

Lu Tixue shouted coldly, although he tore up the so-called evidence, and confessed everything, and repented, it still did not deserve his crime.

Zhou Zuoren stood there, trembling like chaff.

"Zhou Zuoren, are you guilty?"

Zhou Zuoren was so frightened that he pouted and knelt on the ground, his mind was in chaos, and he only secretly scolded Li Yansong, an old treacherous and cunning man, for actually resorting to bitter tricks, so that although his reputation was damaged, Lu Tixue had no substantive punishment.

"Mention the school! I...... I'm blinded by lard! I apologize to the head of the Mei case, Miss Mei, you have a lot, I sincerely repent, and I will never embarrass you again in the future......"