"What? The words made by a mere gentleman actually robbed Brother Li of the first place? Isn't that a joke? I don't believe it, I'm going to find Master Zhou and Master Zhu. ”

"Huai'an, don't be impatient, the judgment of the two masters is free, the fairness of their judgment, this Liu Mingzhi may not be a plastic talent, we are too arrogant."

"Brother Song Yi is right, Huai'an, although Liu Mingzhi has always been burdened with the name of a gentleman, he only produced a "Swan Poem" that Jinling talked about, which made him lose face, what if this Liu Gongzi was ashamed and brave, and worked hard?"

"Brother Li, Brother Song, I didn't mean to belittle anyone, but it was a little difficult to accept this result for a moment, not to mention that we haven't seen Liu Mingzhi's masterpiece now, and it is natural for the younger brother to be suspicious."

Song Bingge and Lin Yangming, the two talented men of Yishan Academy, glanced at each other and did not make a sound.

Song Yi thought for a while and looked at the two people from Yishan Academy: "Brother Lin, Brother Song doesn't have anything to say?" ”

Li Yangming didn't expect Song Yi to ask for his opinion: "Brother Song, the younger brother is not as good as others, there is nothing to say, even if he is robbed of the first place by Liu Gongzi, the younger brother can still be among the top three, as long as he does not lose the face of his teacher, he will be lucky." ”

"Ziyi, are you wondering why a person with no name will be overtaken this time? Are you unwilling? ”

When Li Peichao heard this voice, he immediately became respectful: "The student greets the teacher." ”

"Our students meet Master Zhou, Master Zhu."

Zhou Fuzi sat in the front row and handed over a manuscript paper in his hand: "This is Liu Mingzhi's "Wanghai Tide Southeast Shape Victory" copied by Teng, you can pass it on." ”

Lin Yangming looked at Zhu Fuzi with doubtful eyes, and Zhu Fuzi shook his head slightly, signaling him to wait for the development of things for a while.

Li Peichao handed the manuscript to Yan Huai'an: "This? Teacher, such a superior word, the words are gorgeous, the charm is profound, and it is rare to see a song for decades, Liu Mingzhi has such a literary style? ”

Zhou Fuzi took a sip of tea: "Ziyi, do you have a deep friendship with Liu Mingzhi?" ”

"Returning to the teacher, there has never been."

"Then have you ever talked to Liu Mingzhi?"

"Nor never."

"Then how do you assert that Liu Mingzhi can't do this?"

"Teacher, the student is wrong."

Zhou Fuzi shook his head slightly, how could his students not understand what kind of mentality they had: "Ziyi, as the saying goes, if you listen to both the Tao and the Tao, you only know that Liu Mingzhi is stubborn, but you don't know the strictness of Liu Yuanwai's tutoring, and it is taboo to speculate about others only by relying on assumptions, and go back to the academy to copy "The Mean" five times. ”

"Thank you."

"Master Zhou, this Liu Mingzhi is a classmate of the student, but in the past, the master was so angry that he fainted, this person's remarks are treacherous, the four books are not understood, the five classics are not understood, the student is still a little suspicious, Brother Li is a student carefully taught by the master, and he can't make such gorgeous words, nor has he dared to say such ambitions in poetry, and the students are still unconvinced."

Master Zhou raised his eyebrows: "Oh? This Liu Mingzhi is actually a student of my Dangyang Academy, why didn't I know? ”

"Back to the master, this Liu Mingzhi has been in the academy for more than ten days, but he has only been in the academy for one day, as for why the students don't know."

"Brother Zhou? Don't you know that Liu Mingzhi is a student of your academy? ”

"Brother Zhu, there are many students in Dangyang Academy, and they are uneven, how can the old man know them one by one?"

"The old man knew that you would be here to narrate, how could such an unexpected thing happen today, isn't it extremely interesting?"

"Ming Gong?"

"The old man came uninvited, you won't mind, right?"

"We see the King of Huainan Chitose Chitose Chitose."

"Let's be flat."

"Xie Chitose."

"Everyone, please sit down, how about it, was it a little unhealthy to be beaten by Liu Mingzhi in front of him?"

Zhou Fuzi was stunned: "Ming Gong also knows about Liu Mingzhi's dedication to Su Weier?" ”

Li Yugang smiled mysteriously: "Of course I know, not only do I know but I also know it on the spot, and the topic is also proposed by the old man on the spot." ”

Everyone was surprised that the title of "Wanghai Tide: Southeast Shape Victory" was taken by King Huainan himself.

"Ming Gong, why did you get on the painting boat with Liu Gongzi?"

"Occasionally, occasionally, everything is occasional."

"Since there is evidence from the Ming Gong, we are naturally convinced, and I believe that it will not be long before this "Wanghai Tide" will spread all over Jinling."

Who knew that Li Yugang's face suddenly changed when he was in the rain and breeze: "The White Lotus bandits walked the streets and alleys, lingering in Jinling as if they were in a no-man's land, and you still have the leisure to board the painting boat and chant poems, but it is so leisurely and elegant." ”

Liu Mingzhi looked at the river outside the painting boat with a blinded face: "Where is the boat?" Why is the ship missing? ”

"It's not a ship rented by your eldest prince Liu, and the captain is definitely leaving."

"Miss Qi? Why did you come along? No, how can I leave, I'm still in a hurry to get home. ”

"What? If your eldest son Liu's words are selected as the first place, you don't want to be Miss Su's guest in the scene, and you actually want to go home, this is not your eldest prince's style. ”

Well? Why is this girl prickly in her words, and every sentence is piercing? The master didn't offend her, why was it so harmonious that you talked about it before, but now it's like eating explosives?

"Miss Qi, I never thought about being a guest of the curtain, and writing lyrics was a last resort, now that the matter is over, of course I have to go home."

"Really? Didn't want to be a guest in the past? ”

"I swear, never."

Qi Yun's face under the veil softened: "It's better for the little sister to send her brother away from the painting boat." ”

"Huh? Do you send? Do you have a boat? ”

Qi Yun shook his head: "The little sister and the elder brother are in the same boat, how can there be a boat?" ”

"There's no boat, fly over." Liu Mingzhi pointed to the surface of the river in his twenties, and the lost road.

Qi Yun smiled mysteriously under the veil, stretched out his right hand and grabbed Liu Mingzhi's left arm and jumped into the air, flying away from the board of the painting boat like an arrow.

Liu Mingzhi only felt that the wind was whistling, and there was a feeling that his feet were off the ground, and the virus was turned off......... Fly, Nima actually flies.

Qi Yun took Liu Mingzhi to leave the painting boat, lightly clicked on the river with his toes, and flew over like floating hair.

Feeling the ground under his feet, Liu Mingzhi retracted his mind and looked incoherently at the river surface dozens of feet behind him: "You.......... I........ Flew over. ”

Qi Yun bowed his head slightly.

Liu Mingzhi left Qi Yun's sight in a panic, holding his knees with both hands and panting: "It's too tough, the young master wants to withdraw from the marriage." ”