Dou Yan'er was looking at the three of them, with a look of disdain on her face, and said disdainfully: "Just three juniors of the Jiang family!" Nothing to speak of! ”

She was also very confused, she didn't know what Bai Wuyan was messing with, wasn't she stupid?! actually let a little girl come to participate in the competition, although so, it is also in line with her heart, this competition, she will definitely be able to win the championship!

A steward walked slowly towards the top of the marble, although it was an old bone, but this posture of raising his head and chest was really energetic, and he cleared his throat again and said, "Everyone is ready!" The feast will be held in a moment! ”

Hearing this, everyone stepped aside and sat down on their seats, preparing for the competition later.

Jiang Zhen was looking at a bookcase, which was empty, and there was no pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, but fortunately she brought it.

Take out the inkstone from the cloth gown, put it on the case, and then make the ink ingot inkstone, moisten the pen after the ink, and after a series of tedious steps are done, I just heard the steward say loudly: "The time has come!" It's time to feast! ”

"Half an hour later, the feast will be over!" With that, the steward turned and left.

Jiang Zhen spread out the scroll, and did not rush to write, anyway, just write a few big characters, more than half an hour.

Looking around, I saw Jiang Ni writing with a pen, this competition, she came on behalf of Jiang, but Jiang Tongsheng was injured and retired early.

Di's little girl, Di Da, is also splashing ink, don't look at her young age, but this head of kung fu is really good, skillful, not much worse than other literati.

Jiang Zhen was still watching blindly, and he didn't start writing for a long time, but he saw a woman not far away, just like her, who didn't start writing, and seemed to be still looking at herself.

This woman is Dou Yan'er, she also looked at the strangeness, and wondered in her heart: "Why doesn't that little girl still use her pen?!" Could it be that she can't write at all?! ”

Let's go, it will be the same or not, anyway, it won't affect me to win the championship, thinking of this, Dou Yan'er no longer hesitated, picked up the pen, and wrote in ink.

Half an hour had passed, and all the literati had finished writing, and when they were bored, they began to turn their heads and ears.

"Hey! Old ghost! Look at my handwriting, how?! ”

"No, no, no! If you want to talk about handwriting, it depends on me! ”

"None of you! Come! Look at mine! ”

"That's not right! Look there! That little girl is still a white roll! ”

"That's right! What a white roll! She came to participate in the competition on behalf of the Shangguan clan, right?! Why is it still a white roll?! Can't you write at all?! ”

Gradually, more and more people looked at Jiang Zhen, and saw that although she was white, she was not panicked at all, and they were all confused, not knowing what she was going to do.

Jiang Ni and Dou Yan'er's two daughters both sneered, as she thought, she couldn't write! The group of guys from the Shangguan clan were also stupid, and they actually found such a little girl to come, and they seemed to have lost.

"Third brother, are you sure you're not confused?!" Shangguan asked.

"I'm sure! The competition is not over yet, so don't rush to conclusions. Bai Wuyan replied.

Some people are worried, some people are happy, in Jiang's wing, Jiang Sanye has already blossomed, pointing out the window and sneering: "Hahaha!" That Manny can't write, so dare to come to participate in the competition, it's really embarrassing to go home! Hahaha! Okay! ”

The discussion was in his ears, Jiang Zhen frowned, and said fiercely to the people around him: "What are you arguing about?!" I can write! I'm just thinking about what to write! ”

"Hahaha! Girl! Don't be strong! It doesn't hurt if you don't, and it's not impossible to go back and practice for a few more years. ”

"Huh! How can it be okay?! She came on behalf of the Shangguan clan! If you are defeated, you will definitely be hit by the board! ”

As soon as he heard that he was going to be beaten by the board when he was defeated, Jiang Zhen was in a hurry, and hurriedly picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, and wrote big characters from the scroll.

The mouth is also endless: "Can't be defeated!" We can't be defeated! I don't want to be on the board! ”

"Look! That little girl has put pen to paper! ”

"Cut! It's just a show, I don't want to hand in a blank roll, and the pen is the same at every turn. ”

Jiang Zhen slowly settled down and gradually got better, although the criticism or disdain of the people around him could reach his ears, but not his heart.

A good set of poems will not be completed in a moment.

As soon as I put down the pen, I heard the steward's voice say: "Stop writing!" Feast! ”

According to the instructions, everyone submitted their respective scrolls to the lecturers of the Hanlin Academy for judging, and it happened that King Wen was also here today, and who won the championship was probably up to King Wen.

Everyone was standing on the marble, and when the results were announced, Jiang Ni ran to Jiang Zhen's side, still so hypocritical, and said with fake concern: "Sister Jiang Zhen!" Is Fang Cai okay?! I don't think you're going to start writing until the end, aren't you nervous? ”

Jiang Zhen showed fear on his face and replied: "I'm nervous, if I lose, if I go back to Shangguan's clan, I will definitely be pumped to the ass by those bad guys!" ”

Hearing this, Jiang Ni's heart was ecstatic, and he pumped his ass to bloom?! And such a good thing?! I wish I was watching from the side when she was beaten.

Even so, he still hid the joy in his eyes, and pretended to be worried: "What?! If you lose, you have to be beaten back?! What a bunch of gangsters! ”

"Hmmm! It's all a bunch of gangsters! Jiang Zhen had already thought that if he made a mistake one day and would be beaten by the board, the person holding the staff must be Shangguan, this cold-blooded and eccentric guy, with him, always makes people panic.

After a long time, a person walked out of the palace gate, and saw that he was also a steward, only to see him walking to the lake, but did not go to the marble, and then read out: "After the four bachelors of the North Academy of the Hanlin Academy, the four scholars of the South Academy, and the King Wen of the Northern Dynasty unanimously judged, the winner of this month's competition is." ”

"Shangguan Clan's Jiang Zhen!" After that, there was silence.

Everyone was dumbfounded, Dou Yan'er and Jiang Ni's two daughters, they couldn't believe their ears, this barbarian Ni actually won the championship? !

It can't be!

But seeing Dou Yan'er walking forward, he reasoned with the steward: "It must be impossible!" That's it! How can you win the championship?! There must be something strange in it! ”

"The result was unanimously reached by the Eight Scholars and King Wen, and there is absolutely no surprise!" The steward replied.

"How is this possible?!" Dou Yan'er couldn't believe it.

Bai Wuyan in the wing room was happy, and his vision was really good! Shangguan on the same side quipped: "Fifth brother! How is it?! Third brother, I'm not confused, right?! ”

"Heh, the third brother is not confused, the third brother is still so accurate in looking at people." Shangguan replied.

On the other hand, in Jiang's wing, Jiang Sanye stumbled to the ground in one step, and a group of subordinates beside him hurriedly stepped forward to help.

"Master! What's wrong with you?! Come! Shift! ”

The more Jiang Sanye thought about it, the more he regretted it, if this barbarian Ni was still in his Jiang family, and she went to participate in the competition on behalf of the Jiang family, wouldn't it become his Jiang family winning the championship?!

Repent!

Jiang Sanye slapped himself in the face and blamed himself: "Grandma's! I'm really blind! ”

It's funny to smell, and anyone compares their eyes to dog's eyes.

"Nope! I still don't believe it! I want to see the volume! Dou Yan'er still didn't give up and said.

The steward seemed to be angry, and it was just enough to question the eight bachelors, but he dared to question King Wen, and he wanted to reward her with a big mouth, but he was frightened by a call from above the palace.

"Are you questioning this king?!" Hearing this, the steward hurriedly knelt behind him and begged, and said respectfully: "I've seen King Wen, King Wen is blessed with Jin'an!" ”

Seeing this, the literati did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly knelt on the ground, kowtowed: "I have seen King Wen, King Wen is blessed with Jin'an!" ”

Jiang Zhen knows King Wen, and he is the third brother of his Langjun, and now goodbye, his voice is still so cold.

Dou Yan'er kowtowed and said: "Back to King Wen's words, the people dare not question King Wen." ”

"Then why do you want to read the papers?!" King Wen asked.

Helpless, Dou Yan'er had to lower her posture and lied: "King Huiwen's words, Miss Jiang Zhen is only eight buckets high, and the folk girl wants to read the paper and learn a thing or two from it." ”

She can speak, obviously looking for death, but she came back so round.

King Wen is holding a person in his arms, not a concubine in the palace, but his personal lady, Shu Yu.

Picking her chin, he asked, "Do you think I should show her the papers, or should I kill her?" ”

Shu Yingzi followed King Wen, always worried, he killed too many people, or had a bad relationship, this is not what Shu Yuan wants to see.

hurriedly persuaded: "King Huiwen's words, the cheap maid thinks it's better to show the girl the scroll, Miss Jiang Zhen is indeed talented, and it is not impossible for others to learn." ”

The palm of her hand slid from her chin to her neck, tapped her fingertips, and teased it, Shu Ying seemed to have long been used to it, and did not resist, but endured it.

He was always so fond of playing tricks on himself.

"Good! Look at the roll! King Wen said.