As soon as his words came out, they attracted the surprise of many students. No one thought that Ge Wenqiu would give such a decision, which means that there is no name in this Wenhui of the fight, or in other words, Qin Yi and Xue Gui are tied for the first place.

This made those who wanted to cling to Xue Gui and belittle Qin Yi a little unhappy in their hearts. However, Ge Wenqiu was Lord Si Zheng after all, and they didn't dare to show too much in their expressions. In case Ge Wenqiu sees it, the future road to the imperial examination will be remembered by others: on a certain year, month, and day, someone has a grudge......

In this way, how can their imperial examinations be brilliant?

However, Ge Wenqiu coughed, and his next words were taken aback: "Even so, the Chongyang Literary Society, after all, is an activity to learn poetry and literature. Since it's a competition, where is there anything that is not equal? Good or bad, there has to be a judgment! The official said this only because the official couldn't make up his mind. You might as well let Miss Liu, an outsider, make the final judgment! ”

His words naturally reached Qin Yi's ears. When Qin Yi heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned, and then he had an idea in his heart. Ge Wenqiu, the head of this Scholar Division, is really slippery? He also understood why Ge Wenqiu did this.

Liu Ruyan was serving aside, but listening to Ge Wenqiu's words at this time, she was stunned. She looked around, and saw the unkind looks of everyone, and she understood. Ge Wenqiu wanted to list Qin Yi as the first name, but he was afraid of the background of these people, so he kicked this ball to himself.

In fact, the reason why Ge Wenqiu did this was to take into account Liu Ruyan's background. Liu Ruyan, as a woman in Qinglou, is extremely famous, and she must have been in contact with all aspects. Moreover, she is a woman in a green building, even if she makes a decision against the wishes of some people, she will not suffer anything, after all, her posture is there!

Liu Ruyan knew her situation very well, her eyes drifted to Qin Yi, and Qin Yi also greeted her. After about half an hour, Liu Ruyan said slowly: "My lord, my son, don't be surprised! The little woman's judgment may be biased, but in any case, the little woman really thinks that Qin Gongzi's "Liting Yan: Sifu" is better than Xue Gongzi's! ”

"The girl's words are bad, Xue Gongzi's words are the best!"

"Qin Yi will definitely be a child of a poor family, and his future will not be able to bring any benefits to you, girl! Besides, you haven't seen Xue Gongzi's real cauliflower, how do you think that Xue Gongzi must be inferior to Qin Yi? ”

By this time, someone had already spoken what they really thought in their hearts.

"No, Xue Gongzi's talent, the slave family has already seen it when he competed with Qin Yi in the last time he was in the building." Liu Ruyan retorted, obviously she was not afraid of these people, "That time, the slave family also recognized Qin Gongzi's true talent, which is comparable to a young talent!" ”

"Therefore, the slave family thinks that this name belongs to Gongzi Qin!"

Listening to Liu Ruyan's tough tone, everyone was dissatisfied, but they didn't dare to show it, so they could only stare at Qin Yi. Xue Gui on the side, his face was already gloomy and about to drip water, he was very unhappy in his heart, and he also stared at Qin Yi deadly.

Qin Yi naturally felt these gazes, but he was sitting on his back and turned a blind eye to them. The corners of Ge Wenqiu's mouth were already curled, and he said with a smile: "I look at your sons, don't be unconvinced. Since Miss Liu Ruyan said that Qin Yi is the first name, it is better to let him write another poem to prove it! ”

"Yes, we should let Qin Yi write another poem or two, and we will be convinced!"

Many people followed Ge Wenqiu's words and went down, in their eyes, it was impossible for Qin Yi to make many applaudable poems in a row.

"If you don't use the name of the medicinal herb, you might as well let Xue Gongzi come up with the question!"

They take it for granted that Qin Yi's ability to write poems and lyrics with the names of medicinal materials is largely related to the medical theory that Qin Yi learned in the academy. Since they wanted to overpower Qin Yi to the death, then they had to find a way to limit what they thought Qin Yi was good at.

"Come on!"

Qin Yi was not afraid at all, and said in a deep voice. In his eyes, the challenges these people bring to him without any pressure. It's not how high his IQ is, it's that he has knowledge and abilities that these people don't have.

This is like using modern weapons to attack the territory of primitive tribes, if there is no certainty of victory, then why develop modern weapons? The situation Qin Yi is facing now is like this!

Ge Wenqiu listened to Qin Yi say this, so he smiled and nodded, signaling that he agreed to let Xue Gui ask the question. He also wanted to see what kind of talent this poor young man had, and he would be jealous of these people.

Xue Gui on that side, listening to Qin Yi's words, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows upward, and said, "Since it is the Chongyang Literary Association, then we must use 'Chongyang' as the theme." ”

When Qin Yi heard this, his heart moved, and he was about to put down his pen after thinking, but he was interrupted by Xue Gui: "In addition to the title, in your poems, you must not be stained with the word 'Chongyang', and you should not commit the word 'nine'!" ”

As soon as Xue Gui said these conditions, many people were secretly happy. If you write a poem about Chongyang without writing the word 'Chongyang', how can you say that the poem depicts the scene of Chongyang?

However, Qin Yi seemed to think of something in his heart, and arched his hand: "Xue Gongzi, you might as well add a little bit of color, so that I can be more motivated to write better poems!" ”

"What?"

Everyone was surprised, they didn't expect that Qin Yi would make such a request. Let's not talk about whether he can write poems that meet the requirements, even if he does, he may not be seen by everyone. In other words, even if he writes well, everyone will belittle him as much as possible, and in the end, the name of this literary meeting will still be noisy and undecided.

"You write it down first!"

"Of course, I, Xue Gui, am not a vexatious person, if you really write well, then I will give you this jade pendant on my waist as a colorful head!"

Xue Gui's face was confident, he had the same idea as everyone else in his heart, under his own harsh requirements, Qin Yi would never be able to write popular poems.

Qin Yi didn't speak, just smiled, he raised his pen and slowly wrote something on the unfolded paper. A student on the side came over and read out what Qin Yi had written: September 9 Yizhou brothers.

"This topic is prosaic, real vernacular!"