This ancient marriage event involves the legal issues of the state, but it is not something that the Eight Sages King can give to whoever he wants to say. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Seeing that Lin Yi didn't sell him face, the Eight Sages King couldn't help but be stunned, with a stunned expression on his face, he stayed for a long time, a smiling face gradually sank, and he looked at Lin Yi with his eyes and said, "Isn't it good that you took the money?" Although Miss Yang has redeemed you, she has been engaged to Wang Jinglong since she was a child, isn't it very difficult for you to do this? ”

Lin Yi looked quietly, only to see Wang Jinglong's eyes looking at him, full of resentment, while Lord Wang Bo closed his eyes and looked like he didn't care about anything, and Lin Yongkang, the cheap dad at the same table, looked stunned and surprised, and looked at himself fixedly. Suddenly, Yang Jichang, who was in the distance, slapped the table hard, got up from his seat, and rushed to Lin Yi angrily, pointed his hand at his nose, and scolded sharply: "Phew! Stinky boy, you're dreaming. You, the son of a traitor, are also worthy of marrying my daughter, tell you, the daughter of my Yang family will not marry your surname Lin even if she dies, you died as soon as possible, take the money and go away, don't let the old man see you again. Because of too much excitement, this old guy's spittle splashed Lin Yi's face, so that he had to wipe off his sleeve.

This cheap old man really has a deep prejudice against himself! Not only does he not like himself as a person, but he doesn't even want to see his cheap father, it seems that even if he marries Sister Yang, I'm afraid that my relationship with him will not be much better? Hehe! Since I can't get it, why don't I muddy this pool a little more and make their hearts clogged? Thinking of this, Lin Yi said innocently: "Father-in-law, the relationship between me and Huijuan is very deep, we have long been heart-to-heart, life and death promise, we have even slept, and I also painted a ...... for her" Before Lin Yi finished speaking, Yang Jichang was already so angry that he yelled again and again, and scolded anxiously: "Little animal, you ...... You shut up the old man, who is your father-in-law, how can my daughter ever sleep with you, and you will slander her innocence again, I ...... I...... Slap you to death? Yang Jichang said, unconsciously rolled up his sleeves, and was about to beat Lin Yi, but several officials next to him hurriedly stepped forward to grab him.

The Eight Sages King pondered and said: "Lin Xuexue, since ancient times: 'The order of the parents, the words of the matchmaker,' you see that Lord Yang is unwilling to marry his daughter to you, why should you be strong? ”

Lin Yi kowtowed and said: "Eighth prince, there is a sage cloud'Life is precious, love is more valuable,' I and Miss Yang are in love, when Miss Yang fell in Yangzhou, I didn't see him Wang family help one or two, now that Master Yang has been reinstated, he thinks that the poor and the rich look down on me as a poor son-in-law, and kick me away, how can there be such a reason in this world?" He turned his head and spat on the ground in front of Yang Jichang, and scolded: "Phew! You are an old fool who doesn't know what is going on, a hypocrite who deceives the world and steals fame, a loyal minister of bullshit, you haven't asked what your own daughter means, and you have to attack me as soon as you come up, and you want to scare me, and now there is a wise eighth prince who administers justice for me, and you have to be rampant here. ”

Yang Jichang is so big, he has always been upright, strict with the law, and is respected as a great loyal minister, but now he is scolded by Lin Yi, a junior who is a junior, pointing his nose and scolding, and he was so angry that he lost his temper for a while, and he smiled unconsciously: "Justice is in the hearts of the people, you kid ruin the old man's reputation in vain!" ”

Lin Yi laughed and said: "That's right, justice is in the hearts of the people, one day, I will expose your hypocrisy and let everyone in the world know your character." How can a person who doesn't even love his own daughter be a good official who is loyal to the monarch and patriotic, I am afraid that he is even more hateful than those big corrupt officials and traitors! ”

"You ......" Yang Jichang's anger was picked up by Lin Yi again, his eyes widened, and he wanted to step forward to reason with Lin Yi. At this time, Bao Gang suddenly separated the crowd, squeezed in from the outside, and said with a cold face: "Lin Yi must stop talking nonsense, today is the poetry meeting of the Eighth Prince, but it is not a place for you to judge family affairs." ”

Lin Yi and Bao Gang have always been good friends, and his Bianjing Daily also needs to be covered, so he naturally has to sell him a face, and glanced at Yang Jichang at the moment, stepped aside, and stopped talking.

Bao Gang bowed to the Eight Sages King again, and said loudly: "Eighth Prince, since ancient times, 'it is difficult for a clean official to decide family affairs,' this day's lawsuit has always been fought on ten days, and today's matter, the mother-in-law said that the mother-in-law is reasonable, and the public says that the public is reasonable, how can it be judged in three words?" Therefore, Xia Guan thought that it was better to hand over the matter to Kaifeng Mansion for trial, what do you think? ”

The Eight Sages King originally wanted to use his prestige to subdue Lin Yi, but he didn't expect Lin Yi to look at the faces of Yang Jichang and others, so he had to make a fuss, and he was also muddyed at this time, and he felt helpless...... Right...... What Master Bao said is right, how can this prince be able to break these things in your family? If any of you feel wronged, go to Lord Bao's Kaifeng Mansion Yamen to redress your grievances another day! After that, he took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling a great sense of relief.

Yang Jichang glanced at Lin Yi fiercely, walked back to his table and sat down, Lin Yi glanced at him unconvinced, and sat back in his chair, his body trembling slightly, obviously also angry. The Eight Sages King grinned, laughed, walked back to the door of the building, turned to look at everyone and said loudly: "I announce that this year's poetry meeting has officially begun." Now I announce that the topic of tonight's competition is to take the moon in the sky as the theme, each make a poem, limited to a pillar of incense, after everyone has done it, hand it over to me to read aloud in public, and then judge it by all of you! As soon as the words fell, some bureaucrats and students who were accustomed to patting on the back hurriedly clapped their hands and applauded loudly.

The Eight Sages King waved his hand, and more than a dozen members of the palace walked out of the door of the building, each took a tray with pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and walked to the crowd of people present to distribute it, and after a while, they were all placed on the table in front of everyone, and immediately everyone frowned together, looked at the moon, and thought hard.

Is the moon really round tonight? Since ancient times, 'the fifteenth moon and sixteen rounds', today it is the sixteenth, the sky is cloudless, the sky is clear, and a full moon is brighter and brighter. Lin Yi looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and suddenly felt homesick, unconsciously remembering his hometown, his teacher, and his parents who gave birth to him and raised him, and a line of tears quietly flowed down his cheeks, but the expression on his face was stupid.

I don't know how long it took, but I suddenly heard the Eight Sages King say loudly: "Okay! When the time for a stick of incense is up, everyone's poems have also been handed in, and now I will read out the poems made by the talents and ministers in public and hand them over to everyone for judgment. Then he cleared his throat, took a piece of paper on which he had written verses, and read: "The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground." Raise your head to look at the bright moon and bow your head to think of your hometown. Gee! Jingyuan Marquis Wang Ping, this king knows that you are a military general, and you don't have much ink in your stomach, but you don't need to plagiarize the verses of the ancients! ”

Everyone burst into laughter, and their eyes looked at an old man in his fifties among the courtiers. The old man smiled embarrassedly, lowered his head, and never dared to raise his head again.

The Eight Sages took another piece of paper and recited it aloud: "Riding a horse and patrolling the border at night, the wind is strong and the grass and trees are deep, and there is a bright moon in the sky, follow my border." Well! General Huyan's poem is very good, and it has made great progress compared to before, and in time it will be another Confucian general in our dynasty who is both civil and military. A middle-aged man in his forties stood up from his chair, waved his hand, nodded and smiled at everyone, and everyone nodded to him together. The Huyan family has been loyal and good for generations, and everyone has always admired such loyal ministers and good generals.

Next, the eighth prince began to recite other people's poems, most of them were mediocre works, although there were more than a dozen young students who participated in the poetry meeting, racked their brains and made a few good words, but in Lin Yi's ears, they were all works of moaning without illness, there was no beauty and artistic conception, and Lin Yi finally fell asleep, lowered his head, fell asleep on the table, and finally fell asleep.

The Eight Sages King Wu Zi recited aloud on it, and from time to time he had to comment on two sentences. There are not many high-quality poems this year, which makes him a lover of poetry and writing, and after reading it, he is also a little dry-mouthed, and he is very happy, and he looks at it to the end, and suddenly there is a snoring sound from the crowd accompanied by a sharp whistle, which comes over, and the sound of him reading poetry, one and the same, makes people listen very uncomfortable.

As a prince, he recited poems on it, and some people dared not listen to it, and they actually fell asleep, which is really unreasonable! The Eight Sages had forgotten about his recitation of the verses, and turned his head and glanced around to see what bold fanatic dared to openly challenge his authority. Looking at the crowd in the distance, he soon found Lin Yi who was sleeping on the table, and the Eighth Prince suddenly felt his anger rush upward, and walked in front of Lin Yi in a big stride.

"Hey! Lin Xuezi, this is the king's poetry club, not a place for you to sleep, you have to sleep home and sleep! The Eight Sages King endured his temperament, stretched out his hand and shook Lin Yi awake and said.

Lin Yi rubbed his eyes, stood up, and said with a blank expression: "Why did the poetry end early?" I just dreamed of worshipping the flower hall with Sister Yang? ”

Everyone burst into laughter and looked at him and the Eight Sages King with great interest.

The Eight Sages King's face turned blue with anger, he gasped heavily, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said in a cold voice, "What do you want? The king's poetry party is not over yet! By the way, everyone else has made poems, why don't you do them? Don't you give face to this king? A face was already annoyed.

"I ...... I ......" Lin Yi's face was pale, and he was thinking about answering the words, when he heard Song Ziqing not far away say in a strange manner: "Lin Gongzi prides himself on being a talented person, and he disdains to compose poems at the poetry meeting of the palace?" ”

Wang Jinglong added oil and vinegar to the side and said: "Yes! The most! Before someone entered the house, he boasted about Haikou in front of others, saying that he was a real talent, and the poems made by others were not as good as him, but now he did not make poems for the prince at the poetry meeting, and it was clear that he would not sell face to the prince! ”

When the Eight Sages heard this, their faces grew angry, and the look on their faces showed a sign of the coming storm.

Lin Yi looked at the expression of the Eight Sages King, and he didn't feel a pang in his heart. Secretly thought: "Now that I am still a little ant, how can I be the opponent of these elephant-level figures, it is better not to anger him." Thinking of this, Lin Yi hurriedly smiled and said: "The prince doesn't know, since ancient times, good poetry, accompanied by fine wine, can be done." Like Li Bai in the Tang Dynasty, after drinking wine, he made a general into the wine, which can be said to be unprecedented and unprecedented. Xiaosheng didn't have the company of wine tonight, so he didn't have talent, and he really couldn't do it. ”

The eighth prince turned around and shouted: "Take the imperial wine, take it and drink it with Lin Gongzi, so that he can make a poem for this king, which has never been seen before or since!" The temperament was very majestic, and there was a faint anger in his tone, and Lin Yi secretly complained in his heart when he heard it.