Chapter Fifty-Eight: Self-Inflicted Humiliation

On the high platform, as time flies, the review of the paper is nearing its end. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, on the high platform, with Mr. Ye Gongshu's old man's "Huh? "King Xian, Leng Feng and Ou Yezi, all cast their eyes at Ye Gongshu.

"Look." Ye Gongshu handed the three pieces of rice paper in his hand to Leng Feng and Ou Yezi respectively.

After a while, a strange atmosphere suddenly appeared on the high platform. Leng Feng, Ye Gongshu, and Ou Yezi are the leading Confucian scholars and scholars in the Tang Dynasty, plus they are old and have deep experience. I have seen countless high-grade poems in this life. However, at this time, I was still very surprised in the face of "The Ugly Slave", "The Song of the Thatched House Broken by the Autumn Wind", and "Words of Return".

In such a hasty environment as the public examination, due to time constraints, most students write poems that are nothing more than direct expression of sorrow, so that the poems they write have no connotation at all. And if you want to make a good work, if you don't have quick thinking, it is not easy.

Therefore, when faced with these three works that are not clichΓ©, straightforward and far-reaching, the three deans are really surprised in their hearts.

The test paper is being sealed, and the poems on the rice paper have been copied separately, so it is impossible to tell that it was written by the same person. The three deans handed over the test papers to others for grade checking, and after a series of completions, a deacon came up to unpack the test papers and rank them.

Ou Yezi picked up the list handed by the deacon and sighed, "I really didn't expect it." …… This poem, this word, this article is actually from the hand of one person. Wonderful! Fantastic! ”

On the high platform, except for the uninterested King Xiaoyao, the other three were attracted by Ou Yezi's words.

King Xian asked, "Who is this person?" ”

Ou Yezi nodded with a smile, looked down, paused, and said incredulously: "Huh...... The author turned out to be ...... Moham! ”

Could it be?

Could it be the ...... Could it be?

Ye Gongshu, Leng Feng, and King Xian were stunned in their hearts, he was the first to get off the examination platform. The three of them hurriedly took a test paper from Ou Yezi's hand and looked at it carefully.

"The poems are good, the words are good, and the articles are excellent. It is indeed a rare talent. ”

In addition to being incredulous, Ye Gongshu and King Xian were even more delighted. The poems of this realm, even if they are put in Zhongzhou and in the literature and Taoism, are also second to none. Now it seems that this is indeed the best among this class of students,...... At this year's meeting, Datang seems to have a little more certainty.

Compared with the joy of Ye Gongshu and Xianwang and others, the cold seal on the side was mixed in their hearts. Could it be that he had a cold holiday, he had also heard of it. I can't bear to lose the heart of learning, and I should admit Leng Wuhuan before the public examination, once the other party is at the end of the school, he will push the boat down the river and expose the other party's reputation as a talented man.

But now, Leng Feng looked at the words in his hand, thinking that the other party had such an amazing talent, and he really couldn't open his mouth. Although he is a ...... of the Leng family, he is also the dean of Tiannan Academy. How could he destroy this boy here......

In the cold seal mind flip, the ranking has been discharged. A deacon stepped up to the examination platform and announced the ranking. The top ten rankings are not sorted, they are directly read out in no particular order, and the final ranking will be contested until the final public examination tomorrow.

"In this public test, the top ten are ......"

The hearts of the audience are tugged together.

"Leng Futong."

"Papapa......" applause thundered.

"Woodsβ€”"

Whenever a name was read out by the deacon, screams and shouts rang out from the stands.

Influenced by the atmosphere of the audience, when the deacon read his name, he liked to arouse people's appetite and pull his voice high and long. Subsequently, the names of Ye Chen, Li Yixing, Ye Lingzhu, Condensation Frost, Li Zhi, Li Siyuan, and Li Yanyi were read out respectively.

The further back the name, the happier Leng Wuhuan becomes, firstly, there is no name for Mo Fei, and secondly, he is the most likely student to be among the top ten. Until the last name, he proudly said to Xie An and the others next to him: "I'll just say it...... He couldn't have ......"

Without saying a word, the deacon called out the last name: "Could it beβ€”"

Leng Wuhuan's voice stopped abruptly, and he looked at the deacon on the examination platform in disbelief.

"How...... How can it be? ”

Not only Leng Wuhuan, but almost all the audience present were dumbfounded, how could it be? Everyone's eyes converged on Mo Fei's body, and there was an uproar for a while.

"It's too rebellious! He was the first to turn in the papers. ”

Zhu Silu patted his thighs with both hands and said with a smile: "What's the matter!" That's too much for the sun! ”

The top 10 places have been announced. Leng Wujian looked at the cold seal on the high platform with an anxious face, as long as his grandfather was willing to speak, there was still room for maneuver. But after waiting for a long time, the cold seal was unmoved.

"What! Brother Leng, you're not fooling me. ”

"Can he still lose face?"

Leng Wuhuan listened to the jokes of the talented man next to him, and was indignant in his heart, but he also knew that he had become a joke today, so he snorted coldly and turned to leave.

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On Chang'an Street, horse-drawn carriages ran over the side of the road, and the wooden wheels rattled against the stone slabs.

In the wide carriage, Leng Wuhuan looked at the cold seal of the head with an unwilling face, saw him close his eyes and recuperate, and looked at Leng Futong who was pretending to sleep on the side.

Seeing Leng Wuhuan's movements, Condensation Frost shook his head in disappointment.

The Leng family has three rooms, Condensation Frost and Leng Futong are the descendants of the long house, and their father is also the current head of the Leng family. Leng Feng is the master of the second room, Leng Cangyun is the master of the third room, and Leng Wuhuan is the grandson of Leng Feng's grandson.

"No Joy...... Your heart is in turmoil. Although Leng Feng spoke, his eyes did not open.

"Grandfather, why don't you say anything to help me? That's ......"

Before Leng Wuhuan finished speaking, Leng Feng opened his eyes and shook his head in disappointment: "He does have real talent and learning." You...... Not as good as him. ”

Leng Wuhuan looked at Leng Feng in disbelief, and said in surprise: "Grandfather-"

I'm used to it all my life...... The heart is not strong.

Leng Feng looked at Leng Wuhuan who was stubborn and self-serving, although he couldn't bear it in his heart, but he said ruthlessly: "In the future, Hugh will compete with him in Wendao, you are not as good as him, and the result will only be humiliating." ”

At this time, Leng Futong, who had been pretending to sleep, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Leng Feng silently. Half a day later, a flat tone: "How is the poem he made?" ”

Leng Feng hesitated for a moment, thought about it carefully, and said bluntly: "If it is a competition today, you ...... It's not comparable. ”

The words fell, and there was silence in the carriage, and Condensation Frost and Leng Wuhuan were startled, and looked at Leng Feng in surprise. said in a trembling voice: "What...... How can it be? Brother, his mentor is Youzai's father, how can he ...... Possible? ”

Leng Futong's ordinary, unremarkable face showed an ordinary smile, and he nodded: "Most likely, he is indeed not an ordinary person." ”

"Oh?"

Leng Futong pondered his tone for a moment and said seriously: "It feels like he gives people a very strange feeling." ”

After frowning and thinking about it, Leng Feng said with relief: "You don't have to be presumptuous, today's topic is indeed more beneficial to Na Mo Fei." Tomorrow's public examination is the real test of strength. ”

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