Rao is everyone had already prepared, but at this time they were still shocked by this song.

"This... That's a good word! ”

"Not homesick, not nostalgic, but with such a pattern, such a heroic spirit, Ye Xuanzhicai, he is really a poet!"

"I didn't expect this Ye Xuan's lyrics to be so heroic, if anyone says Ye Xuan's posture as a poet and a woman, I, Wang Xuan, will be the first to get along with him!"

.....

Zeng Wenruo exclaimed: "Unique, the momentum is gloomy and desolate, the jumping is turbulent, there is no such pen power in ancient and modern times!" ”

"Alas! It's really hard for me to wait, and the old man feels that he has lived in vain for most of his life, and he is not as good as a posterity. Mr. Zhang said with emotion.

The prince and Zeng Wenruo both shook their heads, savoring the charm of Ye Xuan's poems, although the prince did not speak, but the appearance of intoxication has explained everything.

In this battle, Ye Xuan will win!

Ye Xuan looked at their intoxicated expressions and smiled faintly, this poem was originally written by Xin Qiji, a generation of poets in the Southern Song Dynasty, how could his words be bad?

The prince nodded in satisfaction towards Ye Xuan.

Then he whispered to Zeng Wenruo and Master Zhang: "You two, you can choose." ”

Zeng Wenruo voted for Ye Xuan without hesitation, but Master Zhang was a little hesitant. In terms of artistic conception and style, Ye Xuan's words are above Wang Feng, and Ye Xuan's original thin gold body adds a bit of color to the poem.

But he and Wang Feng's teachers both worship under Zhuang Mohan's disciples, and they are considered brothers in the same sect. Moreover, Wang Feng is a role model, and he will definitely enter the Hanlin Academy in the future. Why don't he be a good person once, vote for Wang Feng, and save a little face for Wang Feng, and by the way, there is also an incense love. Why not?

As a result, the situation of the scene began to become tense, and it became one to one, and everyone looked at the crown prince, and his vote was crucial, determining who would be the leader of the poetry club.

The prince glanced at Ye Xuan for a long time before he spoke: "Come on, blast Wang Feng out for me!" ”

The audience was stunned, but Wang Feng's face changed greatly when he heard this.

A few guards stepped forward, and immediately carried Wang Feng out.

"Wait!" Master Zhang repelled the guards and saluted to the prince: "Your Royal Highness the prince, why is this so!" ”

Everyone also nodded slightly, after all, Wang Feng is the eye of His Majesty's appointment, and he is the disciple and grandson of the saint Zhuang Mohan, if you don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha, you will always have to give a little face!

The prince's face was gloomy and terrifying, like a tiger waking up from sleep, pointing at Wang Feng and saying coldly: "You villain still haven't recruited you from the truth? ”

Wang Feng was nervous at first when he heard this, but still said with a hint of luck: "Your Highness, the minister doesn't know. ”

"I don't know!?" The prince snorted angrily: "I really don't know? Zhongru, how can there be such a disciple as you! ”

Plop!

To everyone's shock, the proud Wang Feng knelt down directly and begged: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, the minister made such a big mistake in a moment of confusion, please forgive your sin for the sake of the teacher!" ”

Zeng Wenruo and Bachelor Zhang were both shocked, 'Zhong Ru' is the word of Xun Yong, the great Confucian of the world, and Xun Yong is Wang Feng's teacher.

But what could make the prince move Xun Yong out and be so angry?

"Your Highness, what the hell is going on? Makes you so angry. Bachelor Zhang asked with a frown.

The prince snorted coldly: "Zhong Ru and I have always had some correspondence, and Wang Feng's poem is exactly what Zhong Ru and his brother wrote in the Mid-Autumn Festival last year. ”

Hiss!

Everyone gasped and looked at Wang Feng with disdain, including Zeng Wenruo and Master Zhang.

According to the teacher's poems, how can they not despise Wang Feng for such behavior?

After Wang Feng heard this, he sat directly on the ground, and his eyes for help fell on He Zongwei's body, He Zongwei just didn't see it, and looked like he was out of the way.

He knew that his life was over, completely finished, and he never imagined that the prince had read this poem and stood on Ye Xuan's side.

After all, he is also a member of the prince's line!

"Throw me out such deceitful and name-stealing people, and I will never be hired in this life!" The prince stood up and shouted angrily.

Several guards dragged Wang Feng out of the lobby like a dead dog.

Ye Xuan shook his head when he saw this, he wanted to be a copyist, at least you don't let people know, you die by yourself, and you can't blame others.

Everyone also watched Wang Feng's departure, no one expected that he would end up like this by participating in a poetry meeting!

When Wang Feng left the hall, the prince announced loudly: "The leader of today's poetry club is Ye Xuan!" ”

This time, Ye Xuan won the game without any suspense.

Because of Wang Feng, everyone's interest was also dispersed, and after the prince announced the results, they all left the scene one after another. Although I didn't see the scene where I showed my skills and overwhelmed the heroes, I watched Ye Xuan's two bright moon poems and the unique thin gold calligraphy, which left a deep impression on everyone.

Ye Xuan saw someone leave the scene and just stood up, Zeng Wenruo suddenly grabbed Ye Xuan, looking very excited.

"Ye Xuan's little friend! I have something to ask for! I wonder if you would say yes? ”

It's hard to imagine that Zeng Wenruo, a rare literary person in the world, has such a gaffe.