Fujiwara was so surprised that his voice was so loud that everyone else in the ring heard it when he said those four words.

"There are no rules in small places, and idle people who don't participate in the competition talk so loudly." Fang Shuren rolled his eyes, tilted his head and turned in Song Qing's direction, as if he was talking to him, but in fact, he was just borrowing an angle.

Song Qing tugged at the corners of her mouth, a little embarrassed, she wanted to take a look at Huan Wuping's reverse, but she didn't dare to look at it.

Fujiwara's voice not only alarmed the candidates in the ring, but also a certain big man in the stands.

Emperor Wu's palm gradually relaxed, he breathed deeply, and slowly spit it out, and whispered, Qiu Xiang. Finally, the corners of his mouth hooked up a reassuring arc.

Emperor Wu seemed to have Rong An's appearance when he was a child, and he was just born with a small pink appearance, this name was given to Rong An by himself, because her birthday happened to be in autumn, and the osmanthus was fragrant, so he gave her a milk name, Qiu Xiang.

It's just that he didn't expect such a name to be known by Huo Guang, in the past, Emperor Wu only suspected that Rong An and Huo Guang had long admired each other, but now he was even more sure of his guess.

Emperor Wu likes Huo Guang even more in his heart, such a public confession, this kid still has two sons, although they are both young, but he can't think of expressing love in this way.

Huan Wuping's heart sank, he believed that at least Emperor Wu and Lord Rong'an had already discovered the secret hidden in this seemingly simple poem.

"Second Prince, how do you know the name of Lord Rong'an?" Fujiwara was stunned and asked directly when he thought of something, without thinking too much.

"Three years ago, I had a relationship with the county lord, and I heard that the deceased old marquis once called the name of the county lord of Rong'an."

Fujiwara's eyes widened with an incredulous expression, and he once again cast his gaze in the direction of the poem written by Huo Guang.

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. Just one poem has different meanings in the eyes of different people.

Rong An's cheeks were flushed with a faint flush, and she turned her face slightly sideways, afraid that Qiao'er would see it.

Qiao'er nodded and looked at it for a long time, and finally saw the poem written by Huo Guang, a little disappointed, and said that Huo Guang's article written in the first game was extremely good, and the sentence "There are no colorful phoenix wings, and the heart has a little ......" has almost become a household name in Chang'an City, and everyone recites the famous sentence, why does today's poem look bland, is there any mystery?

Qiao'er has read books, but she doesn't have deep attainments, she is not proficient, and it is still okay to memorize existing articles, but it is difficult for her to understand the deep meaning.

She doesn't understand, so naturally she has to ask someone she thinks she can understand.

Qiao'er deliberately asked very tactfully, she was afraid that if she directly said that Huo Guang's poems were written in general, the county lord of Rong'an would blame her, "County lord, Qiao'er didn't understand too much, this time Huo Gongzi's poems ......"

Rong An was silent for a moment, she knew that this poem was indeed plain on the surface, if there was no person who understood the meaning, she might just think that this poem was simple and had no mind, but she could understand it, and more importantly, this poem was written for her.

Before, she suspected that the poem in the last game was written by Huo Guang to others, but this poem ...... Thinking of this, Rong An's cheeks became even more rosy.

Qiao'er waited for Rong An's answer, didn't hear the county lord speak for a long time, withdrew her eyes from the ring, and tilted her little head to look at the county lord Rong An beside her.

With a puzzled face, he pouted and said with concern, "County Lord, are you sick, why are you so red?" ”

"Uh......" Rong An subconsciously covered his cheeks, "No, it's just a little hot." ”

Qiao'er didn't think much about it, and with an "oh" sound, she continued to look at the stands, thinking about Huo Guang's poem, but still not at ease, "County Lord, do you think Huo Gongzi can be promoted this time?" ”

Rong An's cherry red lips moved slightly, and he smiled slightly, "Yes." ”

"Will you?" Qiao'er repeated, a trace of doubt in her heart, but since the county lord said that Huo Gongzi would win, it would definitely win, maybe he didn't understand this poem, His Majesty is wise, and there must be a fair decision.

Huo Guang stared at the display shelf boredly, and the poems of the other four contestants on it were also hung up, although he was a science student, but he also read Chinese to high school, at least whether a poem was written well or not, he probably still knew it, otherwise he would not be able to pass the college entrance examination.

glanced at it in a hurry, and probably had the bottom in my heart, and the wheel of creativity must be the first.

Huo Guang snickered in his heart, when he first saw Untitled, this poem flashed in his mind, when he was very young, he saw Tang Bohu order autumn incense, I don't know how many times I read it, and I was extremely impressed by this poem. He even thought that if Emperor Wu asked for a while, he would say that his sweetheart's name was Qiu Xiang.

It's just that he didn't expect that there was really a person named Qiu Xiang in the audience, and this person was originally the protagonist of this game.

These truths, which only Huo Guang alone did not know, covered the entire game......

Ye Lizhi flashed a trace of cunning in front of his eyes, and turned to Huo Guang's direction, "Huo Gongzi has conceded." ”

Huo Guang sneered in his heart, conceit? You're really thinking too much.

The articles of the five people have been displayed for a long time, and everyone is waiting for Emperor Wu to give the final answer, which two people can advance to the palace examination a day later.

But no matter who it was, they all felt that they had no chance with Huo Guang.

"I really didn't expect that Huo Guang was just a vain appearance, and his last performance may have been his limit, but this time these four small poems have no deep meaning." Li Qing turned his head sideways and whispered to Xu Zhang, who was sitting beside him.

Xu Zhang was still depressed that his own people did not participate in this retest, but when he saw Huo Guang's poems this time, he felt a little relieved in his heart, and whoever was promoted was better than Huo Guang.

Xu Zhang pursed his lips, "Jiang Lang is exhausted, but he is a little early." ”

The two of them looked at each other and looked in the direction of Huo Guang with disdain.

Emperor Wu glanced at the five people in the ring again, his deep eyes flickered, and in the gaze of everyone, he wrote down his name.

Liu Sheng held up the list written by Emperor Wu with both hands, walked down the stands, and handed it to the examiner.

Zhang Xiangkun slowly opened the list, and two names came into view. "Huan Wuping ......"

Huan Wuping's article is obvious to all, although it is a foreigner, but the writing is outstanding, the writing is delicate, if Emperor Wu does not let him be promoted, it is really difficult to convince the public.

Of course, if it was Emperor Wu before, he might be entangled in whether to advance or not, because once he was promoted, in case there was nothing to compete with in the next game, wouldn't it be very embarrassing.

But...... Huo Guang brought him surprise after surprise, and Emperor Wu no longer thought that Huan Wuping had any threat.

The list in Zhang Xiangkun's hand has become the focus of everyone's attention, and the remaining name has become everyone's expectation.

Fang Shuren straightened his waist, and Ye Lizhi squinted and smiled.

Zhang Xiangkun coughed lightly, cleared his throat, and said out loud the name of the last promotion.

"Huo Guang!"