After a stick of incense

Feng Le, who followed the shopkeeper away, finally returned to his seat, and at this time, the works participating in the competition in the hall were also collected one by one, waiting for the competition.

"Hey, you're really back, but you didn't run?" Seeing Feng Le who had returned to his position, Jia Wen also said in a weird manner.

"Run? Why run? My song was appreciated by the Crimson Girl, and I might even win a jackpot. Feng Le replied in a good mood.

"You got it, that is, blow. Can Scarlet Girl still praise you? To appreciate and appreciate the poems of our literati, can your children's songs be on the stage? What's there to see. Jia Wen also unceremoniously hit Feng Le and said.

"You're sour! But you, what good works can you come up with? Feng Le teased indifferently.

"You'll know in a moment that you probably won't be able to write my poems." Jia Wen also replied.

……

After another stick of incense

At this time, the works of the competition have been judged by the judges one by one. Since there are not many works that dare to come up with the competition, there are only about a dozen, and they are all poems, so it is easy to compare.

The comparisons were posted one by one in order, and at this moment, everyone stepped forward to watch.

"Brother Liu, your poem is really well written: it was another night of wind and rain, and the leaves were falling all over the ground, who knows? (1) This seems to be a well-deserved title. One of the showmen pointed to a poem at the front of the queue and complimented another showman in the audience.

"Brother Li has an overreputation, that is because Brother Li did not make a move. If Brother Li makes a move, he will definitely win the first prize. Liu Xiucai's face was full of benefit, and he said to Li Xiucai.

"Where, where, essay collection, I don't go up to Brother Liu, I have to ask Brother Liu for advice." Li Xiucai also hurriedly replied.

Since ancient times, it has been said that literati are inferior to each other, but the "etiquette" of complimenting each other must still be understood, otherwise it will seem too bad at being a person.

……

"Trouble let's..."

"Jia Xiucai, where is your poem? Where is it? At this time, Feng Le, who had squeezed into the front of the ranking list of pasted works, asked Jia Wenyi.

Jia Wen also glanced at his poem, and it was actually ranked second-to-last. So he was a little embarrassed and pointed to the poem and said, "Now, isn't it here?" ”

"Haha... It turned out to be the penultimate one, and I thought you were so good. Feng Le looked at the poem Jia Wenyi was pointing to and laughed.

"Haha..."

Maybe Feng Le's tone of voice was funny, but everyone laughed.

In the midst of the laughter, some people even read poems written by Jia Wenyi.

"Mulan Words" (2)

Defeat the enemy and become unhonored, and the awe-inspiring woman is a general.

The general passers-by leave a sentence, and they are better than the small tomb of Qiantang Su. ”

In the face of everyone's ridicule, Jia Wen couldn't help blushing.

Yes, Piaoxianglou has no requirements for the works of the competition. But if the work you write is not good, it is also a risk to be ranked last, a risk of being ridiculed.

This risk will indirectly affect one's own fame, and may even be famous. Therefore, most people are reluctant to participate in this competition if they are not particularly confident in their work. lest you don't get the bonus, and you are ranked behind, which makes people laugh and lose your reputation.

"Laughing at me? What about yours? Where are yours? Jia Wen also pointed at Feng Le and said angrily.

"Mine?"

Feng Le couldn't help but be stunned, and then scolded in his heart: "I'm fucking illiterate, how do I know which one is mine." ”

"Mine is a song, you see which song is a song, it should be mine. Also, my name is Feng Le, look where it is! Feng Le didn't dare to show his inner hesitation, so he had to raise his hands and say calmly.

"Hmph, pretend. I think you're illiterate! Okay, I'll help you see where. Jia Wen also said.

"Feng Le..."

"Lyrics..."

At this moment, in addition to Jia Wenyi, other onlookers are also "helping" to find it. The entire paste list is not very large, and more than a dozen articles can be read at a glance.

"Hey, boy, you're dead. Looking at all the works, there are no lyrics at all, and there is no name for you Feng Le. Jia Wen also glanced at the ranking list a few times, and said in a good mood.

"None? No way. Feng Le exclaimed.

"What is impossible, the truth is no, if you think I lied to you, you can ask other people." Seeing Feng Le's shocked appearance, Jia Wen was not in a hurry.

"Yes, there is really no Feng Le, and there is no lyrics."

"Believe it or not, but your name is not here..."

……

At this time, the "crowd" around them couldn't wait to stand up and say to Feng Le one by one.

Especially those who know that Feng Le and Jia Wenyi are gambling with each other, they look like they are ready to watch a "good show".

"Impossible, I obviously have someone to write it for me..."Looking at the appearance of the onlookers, Feng Le anxiously defended.

"I don't care what's going on with you, no is nothing, you can't cheat. We just made a bet that whoever got a good piece of work would have to kneel and learn to bark three times. Jia Wen also said with a reluctant expression, ready to take revenge for the revenge that had just been ridiculed.

"I definitely have it. No, I'll have to ask the shopkeeper what's going on. Feng Le said angrily.

"Okay, the shopkeeper will come over in a while. I'll see how you can quibble then. Jia Wen was already in his hands at this time, and replied disdainfully to Feng Leman.

"Have you noticed why the top of the list in front of Liu Yanzhang is a blank paper?" At this moment, a voice full of confusion sounded.

"Hey, don't say it, really. But a blank sheet of paper can't be the top of the list. ”

"It's also..."

……

When everyone was speculating, the shopkeeper who was in charge of the ranking of the paste list hurriedly walked over, and the person who came took Feng Le to leave the shopkeeper.

"Little second brother, little second brother, why hasn't my song been put up?" Seeing the shopkeeper who came over, Feng Le hurriedly went up and asked.

"Little Er, why is there a blank piece of paper in front of this leader? What's going on with this? Before the shopkeeper had time to answer Feng Le's question, another person asked him.

"Don't worry, guest officers, I'm here to answer everyone's questions now." The shopkeeper stretched out his hand to comfort Feng Le's emotions and said.

"Actually, the top position of the list tonight is pasted with a blank piece of paper, because the work to be posted at the top of the list tonight is a bit special, and Master Yan has not sorted it out yet. And this work is a song, provided by this Feng Le Gongzi. ”

Note: (1) I made it at will, the level is limited, forgive me.

(2) Considering that Jia Wenyi's level was not high at that time, he directly took Qianlong's poems and put them on it, everyone forgive me.

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