"Well, well said! That's a great point to say! ”

"I have a good man in Daqing!"

"Wang Fengxiao'er, you are really the first shameless person in the world!"

There was an endless stream of praise in the crowd, and even the two beauties, Lin Wan'er and Fan Ruoruo, were overwhelmed by Ye Xuan's heroism. Except for Wang Feng and He Zongwei and others, everyone else was applauding loudly, constantly praising the phrase 'life is a hero, death is also a ghost'.

Wang Feng watched the situation around him reverse in an instant, gritted his teeth, staring at Ye Xuan's handsome face, he really wanted to eat his flesh and drink his blood. There are many talented people in this world, and handsome men abound, but people like Ye Xuan are handsome and talented. Why does Heaven love him so much?

"Everyone, be quiet!"

The prince looked at everyone and said with a smile: "Since there are people who doubt, there are naturally people who prove their innocence." Ye Xuan, are you willing to prove your innocence? ”

"The grass people are willing!" Ye Xuan bowed respectfully, and said uprightly.

Zeng Wenruo on the side suddenly interjected: "Why don't you just throw a copper coin to confirm the topic, with a quarter of an hour's time, literally the bright moon in the sky, and the reverse side is the lotus in the pond outside?" Vertically it is a green mountain, and some villains in the province can't compare, so they slander others for cheating. ”

Although the tone is extremely flat, anyone can hear the strong mockery.

Everyone nodded their heads, which was fair, it was all up to luck, and personal cheating was naturally excluded.

Wang Feng volunteered to step forward, took out a copper coin and tossed it high, and then watched it keep turning on the table.

The copper coin spun around, never falling in that direction.

All eyes were on the coin, only to hear a bang.

In the end, the side of the word was revealed under the gaze of everyone.

When Wang Feng saw this scene, he almost fainted, and his face was as ugly as eating a fly.

Everyone looked at Ye Xuan together.

Ye Xuan shrugged his shoulders, waved his hand, and said with an innocent face: "This is the will of heaven!" ”

Zeng Wenruo looked at Ye Xuan and said slowly: "This is the will of heaven, and it is not human to resist it!" ”

Speaking of this, he glanced at everyone, but Ye Xuan's body stayed for a moment: "This time it's Mingyue!" ”

Wang Feng looked at his hand, tears flowed in his heart, could it really be that God was going to kill me?

The crowd suddenly whispered, just now Ye Xuan and Wang Feng, as well as the departed Fan Xian, had made a poem about the bright moon. This round is still Mingyue, and Ye Xuan's "Water Tune Song Head" just now amazed the audience. But Wang Feng's poems are also quite unique, who wins and who loses, it's really hard to say.

Ye Xuan smiled faintly, and immediately wrote the inscription on the paper.

It is true that Wang Feng is talented, but the previous poem is also a big move that he has been saving for a long time. In addition, I am in an irritable mood now, where is I still in the mood to make a fine poem. So the moment the coin fell, he despaired.

He suddenly thought that his teacher had written a fine poem last year, but for some reason it had not been made public, his teacher was a disciple of Mo Han of Northern Qi Zhuang, a well-known Confucian in the world, and his poetry was enough to save Wang Feng's life.

After all, a famous story like "Water Tune Song Head", how could a Ye Xuan write it again? Such a work, even if he only made this one in his life, is enough to leave a name in history!

Wang Feng gritted his teeth and turned his heart sideways: "That's it!" If I don't write now, I'm afraid I won't have a good time in the future. Teacher, I'll go and ask for guilt in the future! ”

Thinking of this, he put pen to paper and wrote quickly.

A quarter of an hour passed quickly, and Ye Xuan and Wang Feng also completed it one after another.

Wang Feng stood up, showed the poem he had written, and read aloud: "The essence wants to cover up the difficulty, and the shadow is from Juan Juan's cold." An anvil knocks thousands of miles white, and the half-round chicken sings five more remnants. Listen to the flute in autumn on the green river, and lean on the railing at night on the red-sleeved building. Chang'e should ask why she didn't reunite forever. ”

Everyone was shocked when they heard it, this poem was much better than the one Wang Feng had written before.

Mr. Zhang couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "This poem is enough to leave a history record, it is a shocking work!" ”

The prince and Zeng Wenruo also nodded their heads, expressing their agreement with Master Zhang's opinion.

Wang Feng was also happy when he heard this, and then he was replaced by a strong hatred. A pair of eyes stared at Ye Xuan fiercely, as long as it took a while, he could trample Ye Xuan under his feet.

The prince glanced at Ye Xuan, Ye Xuan immediately got up when he saw this, and said in a loud voice: "The green tree listens to the pelican, and the sound of the canadon and the partridge stops, and the cuckoo cuts." There is nowhere to go back to spring, and the bitter hatred of Fangfei is stopped. It is not yet reached, and the world is parted. Immediately Pipa off the black. Longer door cui resigned from the golden que. Look at Yanyan and send it back to the concubine.

The general was in a hundred battles and his reputation was shattered. To the river beam, turn back thousands of miles, the old man is extinct. The wind is cold in the west, and the seats are full of clothes like snow. is a strong man, and the sad song is not thorough. The bird still knows that it is like a hate, and it is expected that it will cry tears and blood. Who is with me, drunk with the moon? ”

Everyone was also surprised, but the merits still had to be evaluated by the prince and the two.