It is said that today's monthly pass has broken a record again, this is all given to me by everyone, and I also bow down to everyone's pomegranate skirt, you are really good silver.

……

------Off topic------

Still no one answered, and the gentlemen on the river looked at each other.

"Ningjin County Wei Yin...... Wei Yin, Ningjin County! ”

Jing Hengbo blinked, surprised, took the exam and left without waiting for the result?

I reported it twice, but no one answered.

“…… Fengwei ...... Ningjin County Fengwei ...... Ningjin County"

She answered, and one of them saluted.

Jing Hengbo was also tired, and he had ups and downs all night, so he quickly finished his home and went to sleep, picked up the paper scroll left by him, and said with a smile: "I left ten answer sheets here, and the selected gentleman, if you want, will be my staff member as a guest in the future," and signed up after speaking, "...... Li Tong of Ci County, Xu Deran of Judian County, Chai Yu of Xianqiao County ......"

The scholars have been trained at the moment, and they don't know whether they are true or false, and they are all awe-inspiring.

"Don't be too ashamed." Jing Hengbo regained his amicable attitude this time, and said with a smile, "Actually, whether it is your art of war or poetry, in my opinion, it is not a standard to measure a person's true heritage and talent. Scholars must be sensible, distinguish between right and wrong, understand the law and discipline, and be good at thinking and strategizing. She said a few words according to Zirui's teaching, but after all, she was too literate, and pouted, "In short, whether it is an article or an art of war, it cannot represent a person's true talent. ”

To be honest, if it was another temptation, Jing Hengbo would rather not or recite poems, but the cake of the small cake is something that no one can resist, except for the stone-like, unloving Tai Shi Yan who is not affected, who hasn't fallen under her little suspenders because of the delicacy of the small cake?

Jing Hengbo smiled, he suddenly missed the cake girl very much at this moment, she can recite so many poems, purely because of the cake girl. That girl has bad intentions, knowing that she hates memorizing poems and reading square words, but every time she wants to eat a small cake and a good cake, the goods ask her to memorize poems, ten poems can make her a six-inch cake, twenty poems can make an eight-inch one, and so on, once she memorized a hundred poems, and the three-layer cake made by that guy made her eat three pounds of weight.

The young marshal is in a very bad mood today - there is no scenery from beginning to end, and it is not as pleasant to kill as a bird!

Jing Hengbo patted the head of the second dog and signaled it to get out, the second dog was rare to be so beautiful, still narcissistic and reluctant, and muttered: "The dog master can still carry a hundred ......" was kicked off the side of the boat by Pei Shu.

At this time, the scholars were like frosted eggplants, and no one cared about being represented.

It was still that Chai Yu, his eyes flashed, full of faces, on behalf of everyone he bowed to the end, and said sincerely: "Your Majesty is talented, you are justified in scolding!" I'm waiting! ”

And the people had no strength to speak.

Finally, no one spoke on the river.

……

"Okay, okay, you have a discerning eye!"

"Hehe, brothers, don't be busy scolding me, you look at Her Majesty's demeanor today, kneading and playing with the entire tortoiseshell civil and military talents in the palm of your hand, is it an ordinary person? At the beginning, I said that she was not a thing in the pool and would rise, but was I wrong? ”

"Old man, if you want to kidnap someone to help the queen, just say it, can you use such a roundabout?"

"It's fine. Otherwise, it is not enough to convince the public, oh yes, I will copy and print these wonderful poems, and give them a copy to the students to study, I don't know if the queen has anything there, let's ask her to go. ”

"This girl is a liar again!"

However, everyone's poetic style is probably not far apart. However, these poems have different styles, or they are rich, fresh, ethereal, or scattered, and if they were written by one person, that person would have gone crazy! ”

"Poems are good poems, but they are never made by one person."

A few sages and Confucians were whispering.

A place of literature, lost to the essence of 5,000 years of culture, not wronged!

Jing Hengbo laughed in his heart - what are you talking about, what are you not convinced, what you are facing now is the 5,000-year-old China, the brightest pearls in the poetry and sea of literature, which are the literary condensation of real Chinese culture, the peak essence of thousands of poems, this can't shake you, don't those poets, saints, poets and ghosts crawl out of the ground and vomit blood?

How many people sit down in a daze, and suddenly feel dazed, ten years of cold windows, a belly of learning, is not as good as a bird, what is the point?

I can't believe it, I don't dare to believe it, but I have to believe it, these poems, everyone has never heard of them, they are definitely not plagiarism, and any such poems will shock the world.

The sound on the river gradually died out, the scholars' eyes straightened, and one wonderful poem after another was a loud slap again and again, asking how much was self-inflicted, and how much unwilling to follow the surging river at this moment - that bird is like a peerless poet, full of endless exquisite poems, just enough to smash people to death, how can there be such talent in this world? How is it possible to have such talent?

“…… The mountains are far away at dusk, the white houses are poor in the cold weather, the dogs bark in the chaimen, and the people return to the people in the snowy night......"

"Pray for the ...... of Snow Poetry"

"The scenery is different in autumn, the geese in Hengyang go without paying attention, the sound of the corners on all sides rises, in the thousands of mountains, the long smoke and sunset are closed in the lonely city......"

"Ask for heroic words!"

"The warm sun and wind in the spring mountain, the curtains of the pavilion are arriving, the willow swing is in the courtyard, the warbler is dancing and the swallows are dancing, and the little Qiao is flying red ...... flowing water"

"Ask for Wing Chun!"

The voice on the river surface is getting weaker and weaker, and the tone is becoming more and more respectful.

……

How much joy is thin, helpless to leave the rope, in the end, swallow tears and pretend to be happy, and the falling flowers and rivers say wrong!

Wrong! Wrong! Wrong!

On the riverside boat, the cup in his hand trembled, clicked, and cracked.

Under the shadow of the trees on the shore, Yeluqi, who had been looking at her with a smile on her knees, sighed softly.

Jing Hengbo's hand trembled.

The river is quiet.

The two dogs made three mistakes, raised their voices, and their voices were so strange that they were full of resentment and grief.

"Red crisp hands, yellow vine wine, the city is full of spring palace walls and willows, the east wind is evil, the joy is thin, a sorrow, a few years away, wrong! Wrong! Wrong! ”

Immediately, Jing Hengbo came to his senses and patted the second dog, "Red crisp hands." ”

Under the trees on the shore, and in a small boat, someone watched her quietly.

She was a little confused about this topic.

Jing Hengbo was suddenly a little stunned.

The queen is in high spirits and singing all the way, or the war poem has been prepared, but the resentment poem - does she have that state of mind?

The scholars were going crazy, and someone shouted: "Ask for a poem!" ”

“…… Repay the king's intention on the golden platform, carry the jade dragon to die for the king, a belly of grass packaging talents, tortoiseshell scholars are really shameless! The second dog concluded.

"Hurry! Copy! The old men at the bottom ignored him, snatched the paper rolls, and without a table, they lay down on the tree and brushed and copied.

"The cliff is rich and colorful, the creation is unique, and the wonder of color can be described as unique in the world!" The agitated old man threw off his hat, and the white-haired Chang Fang looked crazy.

There was an uproar, followed by a terrible silence, and above the river, only the strange voices of the two dogs echoed, with an unpleasant tone, chanting poems for the ages.

"The black clouds crush the city and want to destroy it, the armor light opens to the sun, the horn is full of autumn colors, and the swallow fat is stuffed with night purple; Half roll of red flag Linyi water ......"

Jing Hengbo patted the head of the second dog, "Black clouds crush the city......"

The corners of the scholars' mouths sneered, tonight Qujiang is a martial artist, the topic may be guessed first, and it will be replaced by war, can't it?

"Isn't Your Majesty going to occupy Shangyuan? Please take the theme of the world of war! ”

The second dog rolled his golden eyes, his eyes were shining, and even the beak of the bird seemed to be full of ridicule.

"Please."

Some scholars woke up, really unwilling, thinking that maybe this was to ask the big Confucian to do the knife in advance, so that the parrot could be carried on its back, and hurriedly said loudly: "Yes, I have to change the topic!" Change again! ”

Chai Yu smiled lightly and said, "I am not talented in my late life, and I still want to ask for advice." ”

She didn't want to go to another world and make a name for herself by plagiarism, this plot is rotten, okay?

Jing Hengbo had a good impression of him, and felt that this person was bloated and clever, and he was a character, so he smiled and said, "Of course...... No, I said that this is the second dog's, and the second dog's. ”

"Good poem......" or that Chai Yu was the most calm, and sighed softly, "Only this one is enough to cross the great wilderness, presumably this poem is made by His Majesty, and the beauty is really indescribable, please accept my Majesty's worship." After saying that, he bent down to the end, and his posture was more humble than just now.

Jing Hengbo looked at the bottom with a smile - how dare you go to Liangshan without three thirds? Without the two dogs of the divine bird, how dare you humiliate the world's scholars?

But at this time, no one cares about the scolding of the two dogs, the boat drifts downwind, the scholars stand stiff on the boat, some people have straight eyes, some people murmur and repeat, "Who first saw the moon on the riverside, when did the river moon shine at the beginning of the year" burst into tears, some people looked at the two dogs with their mouths wide open, and wondered if this was a ghost bird possessed by the poet, the river wind blew, and everyone's heart was cold.

Jing Hengbo squirted out a sip of tea - the habit of half poetry and half scolding, you can't change it even if you die!

“…… A bunch of boring big silly forks, hurry up and make way for you! Ergouzi ended his recitation in a low tone, realizing that his last two sentences were the best.

"Quickly take a pen and paper and record it!" Some people's hands were trembling, and they hurriedly ordered their families to run to the side shop to buy pen and ink.

"The oblique moon sinks into the sea fog, the stone Xiaoxiang infinite road, I don't know how many people return to the moon, and the falling moon shakes the river trees......" The two dogs are still gushing.

"Good poetry!" The eyes of several old men in the crowd were shining, and their hands were trembling, "From the river to the sea, from the sea to the moon, from the moon to the flower forest, from the flower forest to the characters, the change of affection is wonderful to the peak." It is also clear and empty, clear and melodious, singing and sighing, with endless aftertaste, which not only gives birth to fresh beauty, but also has the advantage of rhythm...... Wonderful! Wonderful! ”

It can even be said to be a wonderful poem.

At this moment, even people who have not read a few books can tell that this bird is definitely a good poem.

How can it be!

How can it be?

Most people's heads go blank, as if they had been struck by lightning.

The back of the person who turned around froze, the mouth of the scolding person was open, and more people raised their heads and stared at the second dog, their eyes protruding like a ghost.

"The tide of the spring river is even with the sea, the bright moon on the sea is born together, and the ripples follow the waves for thousands of miles, where there is no moon in the spring river! The river flows around Fangdian, the moonlit flowers and forests are like hail, the frost in the air does not fly, and the white sand on the Ting is invisible......"

On the big boat, the two dogs suddenly opened their mouths.

Although the scholars were angry, they were also a little curious, wondering if this bird could really recite poetry, who knew that after waiting for a long time, this bird only cared about eating cakes, and felt that it was being played again, and couldn't help but get angry again, and raised their feet to leave.

Fei Fei jumped up silently from the side, staring at the second dog with some jealousy and hatred, it seemed to be very unfair, and today he actually gave this stupid bird a big show.

The second dog cleared his throat, paced the railing proudly, ate a bite of cake, and looked at the moon.

Jing Hengbo fed the second dog a mouthful of fragrant cake, patted it on the head, and said in a low voice: "Spring River Flower Moonlit Night, don't come to the back scolding." ”

"Please take today's view of the Qujiang River as the title." Chai Yu seemed to be lacking in qi, and although his posture was elegant, his tone was very low.

At this time, the scholars listened to their conversation, and they all stopped, and many people complained loudly that Chai Yu's move was a demotion and humiliation, how could Yu Bird say poetry, and more people curled their lips and sneered without saying a word.

She suddenly became interested, raised her hand and said, "No courtesy." Since the dog is a bird, there is no need to write poems with you, you can make questions at will. ”

Among them, the answer sheet that caused Yingbai and Pei Shu to diverge views is signed by Chai Yu.

Jing Hengbo was stunned when he heard this name, turned around and flipped through the five answer sheets selected.

Far away, I couldn't see the figure clearly, and in the distance, the man waved to the boat and said, "Late Chai Yu, I've seen Your Majesty." ”

The voice was mixed with a lot of anger, weak and powerless, but it was captured by Jing Hengbo, she smiled at the other party, and found that it was the obese figure before.

But someone suddenly said, "I'll try." ”

"It's getting better and better......"

Some people began to smash stones, some people flicked their sleeves angrily, some people shouted orders to sail and refused to be in the same river with such an arrogant queen, and more people scolded loudly, so angry that their faces were red and their necks were thick, and even the people on the shore who had nothing to do with themselves mostly shook their heads slightly.

"How can this be true? Outrageous! ”

"Insult Sven!"

"Too much deception!"

A moment later, the roar of the soldiers almost overturned the ship.

There was a dead silence.

"I'll just wait for the dog to cover me." Jing Hengbo nodded with satisfaction, and said to the stunned scholars on the river, "This is my bird, I can chant a few poems, as long as you win it today, even if I lose." ”

The second dog uncle came out of the cabin and jumped on Jing Hengbo's arm, as if he was enjoying this kind of attention, he glanced around majestically, and patted Jing Hengbo's face with his wings, "The dog covers you, the dog covers you." ”

"Dog, please!"

"Poof." The solemn purple stamen spewed out.

"Oh, my subordinates are afraid of your amazing talent, and no one wants to fight you, what should I do?" Jing Hengbo smiled fakely, suddenly patted his head, and suddenly said, "Why did you forget the dog master?" ”

……

"It's over, it's over......"

"It's easy to talk about, there is no first place in literature, and literati are arrogant and arrogant, if you want to make all the scholars in a place completely worship, even the writers are difficult to do."

"Unless this battle is a poem, Your Majesty once again completely convinces everyone, and there is nothing to say at all."

"yes, it's too much. It's too much, after today, I'm afraid that there will be no more scholars willing to serve Your Majesty. ”

A few old people in the crowd, wearing hats, looked at the boat from afar, and sighed, "Your Majesty is still too young." Young and vigorous, without any regard for the feelings of others. The old man also knew that the scholar was arrogant, so he had no intention of stopping His Majesty, and he didn't want His Majesty to seem to be unable to control the fire, which ...... The previous review was enough, this is too humiliating, I'm afraid it will chill the hearts of the world's scholars. ”

A circle of people asked, everyone was disdainful, and everyone in the tortoiseshell gentleman turned pale.

"It's difficult for a scholar and a villain to raise, what does Your Majesty think of me?"

"Lao Quan?"

"It's all too ugly, don't."

"Heaven forsaken?"

"Ye only likes to kill."

"Pei Shu?"

"Hehe, it's better to drink."

"Yingbai?"

"Back to Your Majesty, I'm afraid of being smoked by sour gas." Zirui hugged the snow and refused seriously.

"I'm only eight years old, I'm rich and five cars, and I'm bored to fight with you." Jing Hengbo stilted Erlang's legs and asked Zirui Yongxue beside him, "Are you going?" ”

"Your Majesty, please!" Five people were selected and shouted to the ship.

There was a burst of whispering at the bottom, and a few people were soon introduced, Jing Hengbo looked at it coldly, and found that they seemed to have a dispute in the end, as if someone recommended himself and was rejected first, the person didn't know what to say, everyone showed a look of shock, and then let the person join, looking from a distance, the person who joined later was obese.

"That's okay, I'm tired, you recommend a few of the best to come out, and on my side, fight poetry."

Seeing that the anger of the scholars had reached its peak, Jing Hengbo nodded.

"The queen is going to talk about it and insult me! No, you won't know until you try it! ”

"But if I say, in fact, you can't do martial arts, and you can't write well, even if you are given the opportunity to recite poetry and endowment, you still can't understand bullshit?"

"Please give us a chance to wash away our shame!"

"Such a cow," Jing Hengbo held his chin, "then do you want to show your poetry and song empowerment here?" ”

"Three steps into poetry, five steps into writing, no points in the text, aid the pen immediately!"

"Oh, poetry and songs," Jing Hengbo nodded, "That's right, literati, it's normal not to be good at the art of war, poetry and songs, you should all learn well, right?" ”

"Naturally, it is a splendid article, poetry and songs!"

"Oh?" Jing Hengbo was still laughing, "Then what are you good at?" ”

"That's it! Unjust! "One person spoke, everyone supported, and immediately more humanitarian," I waited for a three-year-old Mengtong, and I studied hard for more than ten years, reading poetry, rites, scriptures, and the words of saints. And the art of war and the like are things that only military generals should learn, how can we read them? Today, the queen chooses the subjects that we are not good at, attacks our shortcomings with her own strengths, and criticizes and ridicules us, of course we are not convinced! ”

"Oh?" Jing Hengbo smiled and groaned, and his eyes wandered.

At this time, the assassins were either dead or captured, and the scroll had been read, and there was no threat or hope around the soldiers, and the fire of resentment suddenly ignited at the thought of being so humiliated in public today.

Before the words fell, someone below had already protested: "Queen! Your test today is unfair to us! ”

Jing Heng Boge smiled, and glanced at the cabin out of the corner of his eye, "No?" Okay, then wait for the shame to die. ”

She had a plan in her mind and put the scroll away. Yingbai said: "You use the art of war as a topic and humiliate them, for fear that they will wake up and not follow." ”

That paper is the answer she first selected, the strategy is softer, it takes a long time, Yingbai has a loose temperament, although he is a famous general, he is not thirsty for killing, so he was selected. Pei Shu is a bloodthirsty demon king, of course, he can't look at this kind of strategy.

These ten copies were given to Yingbai Pei Shu again, and the two also nodded, Jing Hengbo asked them to choose the top three better, and Yingbai and Pei Shu each discharged three copies. Jing Hengbo took a look, two of them coincided, which was the best volume that the two handsomes had no objection to, and there was a difference, she looked at it and understood a little in her heart.

With the beginning of this volume, she chose while scolding, and when the white paper on the Qujiang River was floating and sinking, she also selected ten copies of the volume at hand.

Jing Hengbo didn't read the content anymore, of course, the acceptable strategy, should he read it out in public and prepare for the tortoiseshell patriarch?

The spirits of the crowd lifted - someone was chosen! Who is it!

She scolded and took out a copy casually, "You can sneak into the ...... first" suddenly stopped, "Huh", thought about it, and put the roll aside.

The volume kept bouncing off, Jing Hengbo scolded while commenting, although she didn't know the art of war, but there were two famous marshals around her, and she asked for advice along the way. The basic truth is still known, and it is better than these sour Confucians who don't know anything. Today, she deliberately tested the art of war, in fact, mainly to suppress the arrogance of the scholars who came to defect, otherwise everyone would think that she was the savior of Jing Hengbo, who had the patience to serve a group of masters.

The scholars were another sight, they were dodging the arrows, they were afraid of the assassins, they had to worry that the next moment they would be thrown out of their own papers, and they were even more afraid of the queen's incomparably poisonous and terrible mouth, which was much more fierce than the pen of the master during the big exam.

The people were no longer in a commotion, looking at the queen with admiration - laughing and scolding, flicking their fingers to go to the enemy, this kind of stories and characters that can only be seen in the drama are alive today, this song river is crossing, under the sky and the moon, she has achieved a one-person stage.

She read the papers among the flying arrow assassins, commented on the world's scholars casually, casually chic, as if she was seeing Guihong, waving the five strings in her hand.

There were assassins who were slapped in the face by these negative scores, covering up the swords and swords, and the voices of the people screamed miserably.

Paper rolls of snow flew out like snowflakes, churning and dancing on the surface of the river.

"Build a high earth fence and destroy its granary with rockets...... What kind of arrow can shoot dozens of miles through the city wall and into the hinterland? Is there a bit of a spatial concept? Negative points roll rough! ”

“…… Lure the enemy out of the city, and according to the height of the mountain, the cavalry will rush to kill him in one fell swoop...... Come on! I'll send you to lure! Negative points roll rough! ”

“…… Icicle freezes the city, and the snow night strikes...... What the hell! Do you think this is a field siege? Negative points roll rough! ”

Jing Hengbo didn't look at it, frowning and flipping through the papers, her patience was almost worn out by these inconsequential answers.

With a wave of his hand, the paper scroll danced with the cold wind, and a rushing assassin suddenly turned the tip of his sword and pierced his neck, and he screamed miserably, and the sprayed blood stained the white scroll red.

“…… It can make the beauty plan to make the tortoiseshell patriarch destroy the Great Wall...... You are a soldier in the barracks, a soldier for three years, the queen of the sow race? What woman in the palace has not been seen? Even if you find a stunning beauty, if the tortoiseshell patriarch is really a person who can be moved by the wind blowing on a woman's pillow, Shangyuan City would already be the Three Gates, Four Alliances, Seven Gangs, and Thirteen Taibao! I advise you, don't guess others with your own dick thinking, you will never understand the world of local tyrants. Negative points roll rough! ”

Even the smile on her face didn't change, and she unfolded the paper roll again.

A cold arrow came, she didn't move, and with a wave of her hand, one person fell into the river with a scream.

Rolls of paper are like snow, flying on the surface of the river.

“…… Dig a tunnel under the Shangyuan city wall, and lead the moat to pour water......" she read in a voice, "This person has also read the military book for a few days, but may I ask, how to dig the tunnel?" How to hide from tens of thousands of Shangyuan troops digging tunnels? How to dig tunnels under the eyes of the thousand-man team at the head of the city? Even if the Shangyuan army is all dead and dig for you, do you know the materials used in the Shangyuan city wall? How thick is it? How many people and how much time do they need to dig through the tunnels? Have you calculated the size of the moat, the amount of water, and the size of the city, how a moat can pour out a great city of 300,000 people? Literati are not afraid of reading indiscriminately, they are afraid of reading indiscriminately! Negative scores, roll rough! ”

She didn't look up and flipped through the paper.

With a wave of his hand, an assassin pounced on the big ship and fell into the water halfway.

Jing Hengbo was on the boat, laughing.

"Assassin! Assassin! The scholars shouted in panic, hurriedly drove the boat back, and said boldly at the beginning, "The river is cross-flowing, the war is raging, we are waiting for the middle stream, retrograde, composing poems in the rain of gunpowder and arrows, and becoming fu in the drumming of the battle, a song breaks the formation, the half of the river is red, the text is spread to ten thousand ears, and the poems are shocking thousands of people" have forgotten to be clean.

"The Enchantress is rampant!" The figures in the crowd burst into flames, jumping up many people, some shooting arrows at the big boat, some snatching the captives, and some pounced on Jing Hengbo.

The tortoiseshell patriarch was ruthless, Jing Hengbo was crazy, he didn't ask, he hung up on your city gate directly, and slapped this heavy slap back to the face of the tortoiseshell patriarch.

Only then did everyone understand that this person must be a killer sent by the tortoiseshell patriarch, who wanted to shoot arrows at the warriors who dared to give Jing Hengbo advice, as a warning to the tortoiseshell and Jing Hengbo.

The series of changes was dazzling, and the scenery on the boat had already dispersed and he smiled faintly, "Hang this person on the gate of Shangyuan City." ”

Jing Hengbo waved his hand, and the arrow that shot in the air shot back, passing through the man's thigh, the man screamed, turned over and fell to the ground, and immediately there were guards who rushed to capture the man.

At the same time, a soft wind blew through the crowd, and everywhere the wind passed, the people fell, but one man jumped up from the crowd and fled like lightning.

Arrows shot over his head, just a millimeter.

Suddenly, the boat under Cui Yuan's feet swung, he couldn't stand, and he fell backwards.

If the arrow rushes to thunder, it will break people's lives, and it will also destroy Jing Hengbo's victory today.

But this arrow is tricky, Cui is in a hurry to leave, and chooses the most hidden place to go ashore, surrounded by either trees or people, and her guards are either still on guard on the periphery, or still on the boat, all of which are beyond the reach of the whip.

She just commented on the scolding, if the scolded person died here, people would immediately sympathize with the deceased, blaming her for acting harshly and failing to fulfill her duty of protection.

Jing Hengbo on the boat was stunned, but he didn't expect that there would be cold arrows shooting at this time, or shooting from the people, and he secretly screamed in his heart.

The soldiers exclaimed loudly.

The man was dejected, and wanted to go ashore, so he might as well look up, and the cold arrow had already arrived at the door.

She was about to pick up a paper roll, when suddenly a cold arrow came through the air with a bang, and the black light flashed, heading straight for Cui Shizi, who was sailing downstream.

If you owe a lesson, then Your Majesty, I will teach it myself!

In the great wilderness, the folk customs are really not very good, the so-called poor mountains and bad waters out of the people, there is indeed some truth, the warriors are violent, and the literati are arrogant!

Jing Hengbo saw it clearly above, and snorted coldly in his nose.

Cui Yuan didn't say a word, turned around and hurriedly drove the boat, the soldiers on the river saw his gray and fledgling figure, thinking that the queen was acting arrogantly, and she didn't save face at all, but don't take your turn...... The schadenfreude was gone, and they were a little uneasy.

"I don't know who I am, I don't know myself. I just know that I have to shoot the horse, what is the use of you? Jing Hengbo waved his hand, and the snow-white paper roll flew into the river, "Negative points, roll rough!" ”

The ridiculed people include the common people and the scholars, and the Cui someone is like being poured down by cold water, and he is stunned, but at this time he has ordered the boat to go to the middle of the river, and at this moment he is in full view of everyone, feeling the ridicule from all directions, and he is ashamed and angry for a while, and he just wants to throw himself into the water.

"It's so tiring to snort. It's better to invite this Cui Dacai to the gate of Shangyuan City to hum, he is the queen angel, and where he naturally goes, the patriarch hears the wind and descends......"

"It's so troublesome to make an order, the queen snorted, and the tortoiseshell patriarch should immediately kowtow to his legs."

The people burst into laughter, and someone shouted, "There is no need for the queen to work, the queen will issue an edict here, and the tortoiseshell patriarch should open the middle door to welcome it." ”

“…… The queen is destined to be, and the tortoiseshell patriarch has no right to fight against her. When sending hundreds of full scholars to shout across the river, Xiao Zhi will be able to make the tortoiseshell patriarch repent and pray for His Majesty's seat...... "Jing Hengbo laughed loudly, "I said Brother Cui, why bother to mobilize the crowd and send hundreds of people?" Since I am the queen of the Mandate of Heaven, I am full of the spirit of the king of nature, and as soon as I stand in front of the city gate, the tortoiseshell patriarch should bow down with a shock. ”

"Late born!" The named gentleman shouted excitedly, his voice was loud, lest he not be heard, and urged the boatman to row quickly, "Quick! Fast! Send me to the reward! ”

"For example, this one, Heyuan Cui Wu." Jing Hengbo picked up one and tilted his head.

The soldiers were so excited that they stood on tiptoe desperately in the boat.

"Hahahaha......" the queen suddenly laughed, "tortoiseshell talent, really amazing, blinded my eyes!" ”

The soldiers were short of breath, and the people were waiting.

Today's queen is famous in the first war, which will surely cause a sensation in the world, and her comments on the scholars on the Qujiang River will also spread in the great wilderness.

The queen saw it quickly, laughing as she watched, and the hearts of the scholars welled up with hope and expectation—is it my scroll that the queen is reading?

The soldiers below looked at her with bated breath.

She concentrated on the "test paper" in her hand.

She never had much kindness towards her enemies.

It's good to avoid future troubles.

Ying Tianqi may still abide by the agreement, only abolish martial arts, Pei Shu, the demon king, hehe, it's strange to abide by it.

Jing Hengbo on the boat didn't care about Chi Ming's whereabouts, as soon as Pei Shu made a move, she knew that Chi Ming was dead.

……

Why hasn't Ji Ming come out yet?

The guards took a few people and guarded the direction where Chi Ming was going to come out, but they didn't wait for anyone.

……

It was still there just now, why did it disappear in the blink of an eye?

Xian Yuqing's shadow passed silently above the crowd, with confusion in his eyes.

……

He subconsciously struggled, but at this time, where was the strength, and was dragged into the crowd by the iron pincer-like hand.

A hand suddenly grabbed his arm.

He couldn't get out of this Qujiang River, and soon, he would fall to the ground, like a dead dog, thrown into the Qujiang River......

They still won't let him go.

He knew something in his heart.

Chi Ming wanted to get out of the crowd, but found that he couldn't get out, the things in front of him were blurry, the figures were stacked like waves, dazzling and flashing, and the sharp pain in his shoulder seemed to have shifted, pressing towards his heart inch by inch.

……

"Yes."

He thought for a moment and said, "It's better to kill it, wait until you get out of the crowd, and keep up." ”

The guards didn't dare to ask, and looked at him quietly.

But he suddenly said, "Unless you ......"

The guards breathed a sigh of relief.

"What kind of good thing is Pei Shu? Will he let Chi Ming go? He said lightly, "His knife seems to have only pierced the pipa bone, but in fact, it used dark power to go straight to the heart." This man will surely die within a day. ”

He waved his hand.

In the boat, the guard was asking him, "Master, this man is tough and fierce, and he can't stay, or he will ...... to go down."

……

Under the shade of the tree, Yeluqi put down the wine cup, looked at Chi Ming, and suddenly smiled. Waved to Xian Yuqing.

……

Suddenly, I felt my heart tremble.

The crowd was silent and watched a man struggle in the dust.

He trembled, but he still crawled up inch by inch.

He lay on the ground, looking at the blurred road ahead, and the pair of boots that were far away from him, the blood dripping the dust, the bright red dirt and ash, and then sticking to the sweat all over his body.

In the awe-inspiring silence of everyone, Chi Ming got off the boat, stumbled and fell to the ground, and everyone got out of the way, avoiding a long road with no one to support him.

Pei Shu also smiled, as if he didn't care about anything.

On the boat, Jing Hengbo had already lowered the flagpole and sat on his big chair, smiling nonchalantly.

Many people involuntarily tightened their clothes.

What will be the result of such a tough guy who goes away with a grudge?

Many people shivered, and their shock and confusion gradually turned to admiration - no matter how despicable and shameless he was before, at least at this moment, he was a tough guy.

In the process, he was sweating profusely, but he did not stop walking forward, nor did he moan, nor did he beg for mercy.

Chi Ming leaned forward and slowly passed through the blade of the knife, and on the silent river, the sound of muscles and bones rubbing against the blade sounded terrifying, and he actually pulled himself out of the knife.

The cheering people on the shore gradually subsided, and looked at him a little shocked and a little confused.

Ji Ming stopped talking, and then he began to walk forward.

"I'm sorry, but I suddenly relented." Pei Shu shook his head, and the more he smiled, the more he smiled.

However, in the end, he just gritted his teeth and said, "You...... Collect the sword. ”

Chi Ming looked down at the bloody tip of the knife, trembling all over, at this moment, he wanted to scold angrily, wanted to yell, wanted to turn around and pounce, and Pei Shu and Jing Hengbo fought desperately.

Pei Shu was behind him, and said coldly: "Oh, there is one more thing, self-abandoning martial arts, you forgot, I did it for you." ”

Suddenly, his shoulders were cold, and he looked down to see the tip of the knife piercing through the lute bone.

He didn't even dare to say a cruel word to get some ground, he just wanted to leave quickly, as long as he kept this body, he still had a chance to make a comeback.

Ji Ming turned around and left.

Pei Shu still showed a mouthful of white teeth to him, nodded, and said, "Yes." ”

Chi Ming is also a resilient one, after the three heads were knocked over, he gritted his teeth and raised his head, and said word by word: "After knocking, I will let people withdraw from the hall, can I go?" ”

The disciples thought that in the future, Lingxiaomen's momentum would plummet, and it would no longer be possible for the tortoiseshell to be the first, and they couldn't help but be discouraged.

More people blame Chi Ming, just withdraw from the three counties before, why bother to challenge? Anyway, the Sixteen Gangs have all withdrawn from the three counties, and Lingxiaomen is not too ashamed, but now this time, people are embarrassed.

The disciples of Lingxiao Sect were ashamed and indignant, they didn't dare to save if they wanted to save them, they didn't dare to scold if they wanted to, and their faces were gray.

"The third time!" This time, the people counted in unison, and the sound was loud, and it swirled endlessly on the river.

"Boom." The sound of the impact was loud.

"Bang." The bucket flew up and fell again.

Ji Ming's forehead pressed against the cold deck, and he vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Aiqing is not exempt from courtesy." He smiled with shiny white teeth.

Pei Shu moved his body to make himself and Jing Hengbo look like they were standing together, and they were receiving Ji Ming's kneeling.

"Second time!" Pei Shu number.

Chi Ming paused in one breath, and with a bang, the bucket smashed down again.

His eyes were so expectant, not expecting him to beg for mercy, but expecting him to get up and his knife to pierce in.

When he looked up, he saw a cruel smile on the corner of Pei Shu's mouth.

The figure in front of him flashed, the cold light brightened, and a knife suddenly coldly handed it to his throat, and the cold air on the knife forced the skin on his neck to shiver piece by piece.

The bucket flew again, he knew it would fall again, how could he sit still, he rolled over and wanted to get up.

"First time." The scenery on the boat over there is a smile.

His head was slammed against the deck and there was a loud bang, "Bang." ”

The bucket flew off his back, and he was about to get up in pain when it fell again with a thud.

The terrible stuff isn't over yet.

"Bang." A bucket slammed into his back, and he fell to his knees. An incredible thought crossed my mind: the bucket was in the stern......

It was not the time to settle accounts, he stepped back, but as soon as he moved, he heard a roar overhead, and a dark shadow quickly covered him, and as soon as he looked up, he saw a bucket smashing down.

He snorted with hatred in his heart - he was tricked! The person who promised to help him didn't make a move, presumably seeing the queen's majesty, he retreated. Pingbai shook him.

Before leaving, he glanced resentfully at the far corner, where it was so dark that the cloaked men could no longer be seen.

The loss of the three counties and the loss of the opportunity to compete for the master of the sect are a foregone conclusion, and he can no longer lose his martial arts.

He wanted to take advantage of this moment when the queen read the scroll, and the people's attention was all on the queen, and the moment when the smoke and dust were everywhere slipped away.

Ji Ming was quietly retreating.

Even the river seemed to be quiet, for such a display of divine skills.

For a while, I only heard the rustle of paper falling hands.

She raised her hand to collect the paper scroll, like a fairy picking the clouds of the sky.

Jing Hengbo waved his hand, hovered the paper roll all over the sky, spread out a snow-white flying bridge, and gradually fell into her hands.

Countless people were rubbing their eyes, and some people knelt down directly, thinking that the gods were helping.

At this time, the people were still stunned, staring at the river, and the pond on the river was full of smoke and fire, and they couldn't see it clearly. In the place above the boat, there are hundreds of paper rolls, quietly suspended in the air, not falling, and not rising.

Jing Hengbo's laughter came from the opposite side: "Kowtow!" ”

The pants on Ji Ming's buttocks suddenly turned to ashes, and he covered his ass and jumped up with a scream.

He was quick to react, and immediately got up and wanted to return to his chair, but a spark flew and instantly burned his pants.

"Ahh With a bang, Chi Ming, who was in shock, was knocked off the chair.

"Boom." With a bang, the fire bomb hit the hull, and the smoke filled the air, and the whole ship shook heavily, and the people on the deck staggered to the ground.

The people on Chi Ming's boat still stared at the strange scene blankly, and no one could react.

With another snort, the direction of the fire bullet suddenly turned, as if someone slapped it in the back, and it suddenly crashed back, crashing into Chi Ming's hull!

The fire bullet under the roll was still whistling, and the flagpole was waved with his hand.

There was wind on all sides, but the rolls were not blown away.

The rolls all stopped in mid-air, like countless white paper cranes flying in the night, but they were still.

"Huh." With a bang, all the rolls suddenly came out of the cabin and flashed into the air.

When everyone turned around, they saw a strange scene that they had never seen in their lives, let alone imagined.

The people on the shore exclaimed, "Look! ”