Chapter 113: The Wind Blows to the Root of Life, and the Second Half of a Cold Life (Ask for Collections and Recommendations)

Chapter 113

Li Zhiyi's talent is definitely not weaker than the famous talents and old drivers of the Great Song Dynasty like Zhang Xian, Liu Yong, and Qin Guan, and everyone didn't expect that he would appear at this Mid-Autumn Festival today, and what is even more jaw-dropping is that this Li Dacai's excellent masterpiece failed to win the first place.

You must know that in previous years, whether it is Li Qingzhao's "Xing Xiangzi" or Li Zhiyi's work, being selected as the first leader, it can definitely make others have no second words.

But today, the birth of Wushan monk Wang Yang's "Mulan Ci" really makes everyone's works look so overshadowed.

Zhao Mingcheng, Wang Miangu and the others were as pale as the lime wall splashed with water, their eyes were blank, their expressions were numb, and there were countless heads in their hearts running happily on the vast Mara Gobi.

What the hell is wrong with this world? A little-known little teacher of Yihong Mansion actually wrote such a poem, and even Li Zhiyi, who has been famous for more than ten years, had to bow down, and even said that "Mulan Ci" may become a masterpiece because of Wang Yang's poem.

He and the others were so excited that they were almost carried away because they got the fourth and fifth places in the low-level rankings, but now it seems that Zhao Mingcheng and Wang Miangu finally understood a sentence in the shortest possible time: modesty makes people move forward, and pride makes people fall well.

Well, now is not the best time to pour chicken soup for the soul, and before Zhao Mingcheng and other literary youths fully recovered from the shock, they felt that their eyes were dark, and Wang Yang's majestic and sturdy figure had already appeared in front of this literary youth who was deeply affected in his heart.

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Seeing this hideous smile, there was no literary youth on his body, but the hideous smile of the rural villager who chose people and devoured them with extremely obvious violent characteristics, Zhao Mingcheng, Wang Miangu and others couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts. As the saying goes, the wind blows to the root of life, and the lower half of the body is cold......

"Hey!" Wang Yang raised his hand and waved it very enthusiastically. "I guess you must not want to see me in your hearts now, but it's a pity that I just appeared in front of you like this, are you unhappy or surprised?"

Happy your sister, surprise your sister, Zhao Mingcheng and others stared at this guy with a black line, this guy is not only despicable, but also shameless.

"See, I'm the leader of this meeting, and what else do you have to say now?" Wang Yang first cocked his thumb to himself, and then habitually stretched out his middle finger forward, well, withdrawn, and then stretched out his index finger.

Zhao Mingcheng's face was blue, not to be outdone, he glared at Wang Yang, and gritted his teeth. "Hmph, who knows whether that lyrics came from your handwriting, or maybe you copied someone else's ......"

Chen Jie and the others, who were originally just standing on the sidelines, couldn't help but show displeasure on their faces when they heard Zhao Mingcheng's words.

But when the opponent's strength was stronger than his own, he had a helpless face against the opponent's plagiarism, and Li Qingzhao was so angry that his face was slightly pale, and a pair of slender hands were clenched into pink fists. "It's excessive, I didn't expect them to be so despicable and shameless, I'm really blind, and I still regard them as friends."

Seeing the angry and annoyed appearance of her cute and soft girl, Chen Jieke, a female woman who has always been righteous and insistent, couldn't help it, patted Li Qingzhao's soft and slender hand, and Chen Jie took a few steps towards this side. "The surname is Zhao, you said that Wang Gongzi plagiarized other people's works, do you have any evidence?"

"Does Zhao have any evidence, it seems that he has anything to do with the Chen family?" Zhao Mingcheng turned his head a little stunned, saw that it was Chen Jie, and smiled indifferently.

"It doesn't have much to do with my aunt and grandmother, but Zhao Mingcheng, you don't have to forget. Here is the Kaifeng Mansion Qi, the Great Song Dynasty Emperor agreed, gathered my Great Song Dynasty countless talented and handsome Mid-Autumn Festival Cultural Meeting, since the Mid-Autumn Festival Cultural Meeting, no one has the courage to dare to be above this Mid-Autumn Festival Literary Meeting, to cheat and plagiarize the means to get the leader. ”

"And you, since you dare to accuse this prince of plagiarism and win the top, then you'd better come up with evidence, otherwise, be careful that the prince can take you to Kaifeng Mansion for a trip......"

Seeing that Chen Jie actually stood on his side and spoke for himself, Wang Yang couldn't help but be stunned, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, this seems to be a jealous and hateful female woman, but she is much stronger than those literary young people who bully the soft and are afraid of the hard, and can only play hooligans in addition to playing tricks.

Hearing Chen Jie's words, everyone turned their eyes to Zhao Mingcheng, and a leader of the forbidden army not far away seemed to have noticed the dispute here.

"This son, you said that there is evidence of plagiarism by the leader of the Wenhui of Qionglin Yuan this time," the leader of the forbidden army strode in front of everyone, looked at Zhao Mingcheng, and said coldly.

If such a scandal really occurs, I am afraid that these forbidden soldiers and officials present will have responsibility that cannot be escaped, and at that time, it will be good to lose their officials and leave their posts.

But if there is no such problem, but someone dares to be so crooked, wouldn't it be Chi Guoguo who slapped those officials of the Ministry of Rites and the Hanlin Academy in the face on the spot? even slapped them in the face of the Great Song Forbidden Army, who were responsible for guarding the venue and maintaining order.

Seeing this burly and tall martial artist, with a helmet and armor, a sharp blade on his waist, and a hideous face, Zhao Mingcheng was directly impotent, and his head shook faster than a splashing wave. "I, I didn't say that, I, I'm just making an analogy......"

Seeing that this guy turned his face faster than turning a book, the leader of the Great Song Forbidden Army couldn't help but pouted contemptuously, and snorted coldly with the sharp blade on his waist. "There is no best, I hope you are cautious, otherwise, there is no need for this innocent leader to come forward, and the general will hand you over to Kaifeng Mansion before you."

After saying this, the leader of the Great Song Dynasty Forbidden Army left Shi Shiran, leaving behind Zhao Mingcheng, who was shocked by the murderous aura of the general of the forbidden army, and almost collapsed.

Seeing him like this, Chen Jie couldn't help but pout, originally thought that this guy could be a little tougher, but it turned out to be a second-cowardly goods, tsk......

"Zhao Gongzi, did you just drop something?" Wang Yang didn't know when he came to Zhao Mingcheng's side not far away, lowered his head, and seemed to be looking for something around Zhao Mingcheng.

The frightened Zhao Mingcheng looked left and right in confusion. "What did I drop?"

Wang Yang straightened up and said with a serious face. "Discipline! Zhao Gongzi, your discipline has fallen out, can you be so brazen and squirt feces all over your mouth. ”

“…… You! Zhao Mingcheng, who came back to his senses, looked as black as a patient with advanced liver cirrhosis, and pointed at Wang Yang with trembling fingers for a long time, but he couldn't even hold back a fart except for a word of you.

In an instant, there was a burst of schadenfreude laughter around him, Zhao Mingcheng suddenly covered his heart, rolled his eyes and fell straight back, just crashing into Wang Mingu's arms, and the two unlucky ghosts rolled directly to the ground.

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