The melon-eating masses under the ring basically don't know how to read, and the poems written by Huo Guang last time have now been compiled into ballads, and children sing them on the streets and alleys, and now Huo Guang has become a great figure in their minds.

People are popular, the previous things have become legendary deeds, the common people have never been stingy in these things, originally just led 8,000 people to cooperate with Huo Qubing to repel the Huns in the desert, and became an army of 80,000 to flatten the Huns tribes.

So when they heard Huo Guang's name, they all cheered, and the amazing characters in their hearts were still so amazing.

Rong An and Qiao'er stood in the crowd, and the excited people squeezed them around.

If she usually feels irritable, but at this moment she feels extremely honored, and she wants to say to those who are excited that the one on the stage is the future county horse of their Changming Marquis Mansion.

Qiao'er protected Rong An, for fear that the county lord would be squeezed by the crowd, but Rong An didn't care too much, because they were cheering for their future husband, that is, for themselves, thinking of this, Rong An's cheeks burned hot, and for the first time, he felt that such an unreserved idea appeared in his mind.

In the midst of harmony, Huo Guang enjoyed the pleasure of being embraced, although he didn't know why the people were so excited to hear his name, but he accepted it so happily, imagining that he was a well-known little fresh meat, in fact, it felt good.

Everything, harmonious sound, must be mixed with some discordant things, that is called perfection.

Just when the stage was full of joy and a peaceful scene, and when the game ended perfectly, a heart-piercing discordant voice suddenly came out.

Suddenly!

Fang Shuren stood up and walked to the center of the ring in three or two steps.

Emperor Chaowu bowed down and said, "Your Majesty, Shuren is not convinced, why Huo Guang's four small poems can be promoted, Shuren knows that he is a shallow learner, but the article in this game will never be worse than Huo Guang's small poems." Please also ask Your Majesty to make it clear. ”

As soon as Fang Shuren's words fell, the ministers of civil and military affairs in the stands began to whisper, and they didn't understand why the four small poems could win this game.

It's just that they don't dare to mention it, anyway, it's all about themselves, but now that someone has come out, this excitement naturally needs to be taken a good look.

Li Qing turned his head to look at Xu Zhang, and the two of them looked at each other and smiled, with a hint of treachery in their eyes.

Emperor Wu didn't speak immediately, the stands that had just been a little commotional, after a short whisper, became calm, they all secretly admired Fang Shuren's courage to die, but they were looking forward to this good show in their hearts.

The suffocating low pressure enveloped the entire ring, and the ministers of civil and military affairs couldn't help but swallow their saliva, secretly glancing in the direction of Emperor Wu, just waiting for Emperor Wu to make a move, they quickly knelt down to apologize.

Hold your breath and get ready, but what they feared didn't happen.

Emperor Wu just looked at Fang Shuren, then glanced at Huo Guang's direction, and finally landed on Rong An.

Emperor Wu smiled lightly, he was in a good mood, and he didn't intend to punish Fang Shuren, but he didn't want to answer his question either.

The results have been announced, and Emperor Wu is ready to get up and go back to the palace.

As soon as he stood up, Fang Shuren knelt on the ground and said loudly, "Please make it clear to Your Majesty." And he fell on his stomach and did not look up again.

This scene was a little embarrassing, the ministers who were going to get up and leave with Emperor Wu were all in place, not knowing whether to leave or stay, and their eyes fell on Emperor Wu.

The corners of Emperor Wu's mouth twitched, and he snorted coldly, completely ignoring Fang Shuren who was kneeling on the ground.

Liu Sheng walked behind, followed cautiously, and subconsciously glanced at Fang Shuren who was kneeling on the ground, he knew that these were all the children of the nobles of the gate valve, and he didn't look at the face of the monk to see the face of the Buddha, and then knelt like this, it really angered the emperor for a while, and no one's face looked good.

Liu Sheng sighed, and walked up to Fang Shuren in small steps, "Fang Shizi, hurry up, Huo Gongzi's poem is a hidden poem." ”

Hearing this, Fang Shuren suddenly raised his head and looked at Huo Guang's poems on the display shelf.

Not only him, but also wondered in his heart whether Emperor Wu's choice was because Huo Guang was designated as a promotion, so his name was written on the list, and the ministers set their eyes on the display shelf.

Reading Huo Guang's poem to himself, "I paint the blue river water, and I love the maple leaves on the evening pavilion." The autumn moon dissolves and shines in the warm temple, and the cigarette smoke curls around the scripture building. ”

Li Qing gasped and whispered, "Isn't this just that, I love Qiu Xiang?" ”

He frowned and leaned into Xu Zhang's ear, "Who is Qiu Xiang?" I've never heard of it. ”

Xu Zhang seemed to remember something, and glanced at Li Qing with some disgust, "It doesn't matter if you know it, Your Majesty knows is the point." "Let's go in the opposite direction from the next stage.

Li Qing opened his mouth slightly and was stunned for a moment, as if he understood or not. Shaking his head, he hurried to follow the others.

Ye Lizhi is a good person, although he comes from a down-and-out aristocratic family, the emaciated camel is bigger than a horse, so he has read poetry and books since he was a child, and he is very good at human affairs.

Autumn fragrance! Ye Lizhi couldn't help but hiss, and then turned to look at the audience, Rong'an County Lord Youmei's affectionate eyes kept staring at the stage, and the last point of her gaze was Huo Guang.

Ye Lizhi understood everything, he always thought that Huo Guang could only stand out in the last game by hitting big luck, how could a country boy who grew up in a small place have any high literary attainments, so he has never put Huo Guang in his eyes, and his usual politeness is also because Huo Guang is the younger brother of the hussar general.

But! But this kid would confess to the county lord of Rong'an in this way, and his scheming was so deep.

Some know, some don't, but the speed of information is amazing, just a short stay on stage, everyone knows the meaning of this Tibetan poem.

Huo Guang found that the minister of civil and military affairs in the stands and the "little friends" who were playing together next to him were all looking at him with a strange gaze.

Didn't they just write a Tibetan poem, which opened their eyes? Moreover, it seems that something is wrong, why doesn't anyone ask themselves, who is Akika?

Huo Guang was still a little blind, and he was already surrounded by the congratulatory crowd.

"Congratulations to Huo Gongzi, I wish Huo Gongzi and the beautiful woman a family eventually."

"Huo Gongzi's alternative way of confession, admired by the next, will definitely become a good story in Chang'an City."

Huo Guang admires the understanding ability of the ancients a little, and he doesn't gossip, it seems that everyone knows that he writes Tibetan poems, and it is also "I love Qiuxiang". Not only did he not ask him who Qiu Xiang was, but he also blessed them with white heads and old age. He really didn't know what to say other than to express his gratitude.

Qiao'er, who was not far away, stared at her round eyes, and her fair little face slowly turned to Rong An, "County Lord......"