The Zhengshi Hall is much more spacious than the Zhenglian Palace, and at first glance, it looks a bit like a place to drink tea and talk about poetry and papers. Although the four walls are covered with many blank poems, there is not a single poem. But seeing groups of sassy people and writers gathered together, everyone behaved elegantly, talked in Chinese, spoke in chapters, and quoted scriptures and classics. These people are not simply elegant literati, and all of them are good hands in martial arts, and both civil and military cultivation is the characteristic and mark of the people of the southern continent.

Lu Suifeng and the others walked into the hall, and in the eyes of these people, they were just a group of upright species with well-developed and robust limbs, especially Long Fei's tiger-armed body, which was full of fierce aura up and down. It even provoked a disdainful cold snort, and the hall was filled with endless contempt.

"You can't be in the wrong place, right? This is not a place for fitness and exercise! It's a hall of poetry!" "In such an elegant place, a bunch of muscular men and women are rushing in, which is really burning the qin and cooking cranes, insulting Sven, and ruining the scenery. "These people here, almost all of them have a badge of the same style on their bodies, which should be the Wendao grade issued by the Wensheng Academy, and the lowest grade are scribes.

Lu Suifeng and others were humiliated and ridiculed for no reason, although they were unhappy, they only laughed. Qingfeng is not a master of forbearance, He has been humiliated like this by others, and he couldn't help but snort coldly when he saw this; This is not a tea restaurant for people to enjoy tea and chat, but everyone has a good sentence left? No, look at the frustrated expressions on everyone's faces. "The girl's hair is long and her knowledge is short, you go and try a few poems, and the quasi-insurance has even lost the dowry." "A blank poem is worth millions of gold, there is no absolute certainty, who dares to easily write poems and lyrics?" Qingfeng heard this, probably understood the rules of this poetry game, but he still couldn't swallow this breath in his heart, how could the Feng family be cowardly without a fight, if he didn't try, how could he know how unbearable he would be? Anyway, his brother-in-law is rich enough to rival the country, and even if he loses, he will earn it back.

"No, it's just a million! This girl really doesn't believe in this evil!" Qingfeng pulled up his sleeves, crossed the two small hairs hanging on his chest and bit them into his mouth, striding towards an empty link, the formation was as wild as a fight, which caused a lot of boos in the hall and shook his head frequently.

A good green phoenix, lifting the pen such as holding a sword, swaying vertically and horizontally, pouring between the moments, the ink flies, a "Yin Feng" masterpiece came out; A mountain collapsed, and then a sound shook for nine days.

Whew! There are fine beads of sweat oozing out of the forehead, it is really like a pen, just like experiencing a hearty battle, and the intuition is a little tired, and this article is really not to be underestimated.

No one in the room began to comment and discuss, and all eyes were on the poetry couplet, waiting for the identification and judgment of the secret method.

Wow!

The whole house shouted softly;

This poem is awe-inspiring, and it only gets one percent of points, which is too bullying for the phoenix. How can it be done by a secret law, and there is nowhere to discuss the law and talk about justice. According to the rules of the game, 900,000 gold coins must be paid out of 900,000 gold coins.

"That's good!" Lu Suifeng unexpectedly praised: "It's much stronger than expected!

"Jinghong, you try it too!" Lu Suifeng said encouragingly to Luo Jinghong beside him.

"Young Master, all the people sitting here are scribes, scholars, and even higher scholars, they don't dare to make a move easily, I'm just an eighth-level scholar, isn't it humiliating to go here?" "Don't be presumptuous, give yourself a little confidence, people live to move forward in constant challenges." What's more, your rank was assessed eight or nine years ago, and you must be impressed for three days. Let's go!" Lu Suifeng insisted on the tunnel, as if he had given a military order to him, and he only had to carry it out, and there was no doubt about it.

The young master's words were full of strong incitement, dispelling the apprehension and cowardice in his heart, taking a deep breath, Qingfeng waved his fist at him, signaling him to cheer;

Raindrops floated outside the porthole, a few pots of unknown flowers in front of the window were swaying in the wind and rain, Luo Jinghong stared at the blooming buds for a moment, the light in his eyes flashed suddenly, turned around and walked in front of a blank couplet, resolutely raised the pen and waved, the expression was confident and calm, the ink walked the dragon and snake, and the clouds and water drank in one go; There is incense and does not spit lightly, and the spring breeze blows when spitting.

"Good poetry! "It's really commendable that an eighth-level literary student can do such a good poem in a moment!" "With his literary talent, he can directly participate in the appraisal of the literary teacher's level. "The praise has been overwhelming, and everyone looks at it differently. Writing poems in front of these many Confucians can be said to be the first time in his life, his heart is timid, and he sweats like an oar. Fortunately, the reviews are good, but the final appraisal is not human, and it all depends on the secret law theory within the association.

Thirty percent!

This is too harsh, in the eyes of everyone, you can score at least 50%, and no matter how strict it is, it will never be less than 40%.

Luo Jinghong's demeanor at the moment was very calm, and he seemed to be quite satisfied with this point. Over the years, he has only diligently cultivated martial arts, and he has rarely worked literature and Taoism.

smiled freely, and crossed a gold card that had been prepared earlier for 700,000 gold coins. In just a few moments, 1.6 million gold coins were lost, and not even a single bubble bubbled. This Wendao game is really something that ordinary people dare to play, no wonder these Masters and Confucians are all watching from the wall, and they enjoy it without spending a dime.

Every day, there are gods descending to earth, and there are Yaksha passing by. Look, another guy with a lot of money and no self-strength came to offer treasures, which can be described as a farce.

"This kid looks quite elegant, I don't know if he is a person in my generation?" "It's good to sell elephants, but I don't know if there are strange goods in my belly?" Lu Suifeng didn't want to be too high-profile and swaggering, and he was eye-catching in the Zhenglian Palace. How can this phoenix be too restless, making so many incidents, if he doesn't clean up the mess, maybe he will continue to toss.

No pretensions, no foreplay. walked straight to an empty link, but unexpectedly did not lift the pen, but dipped five fingers into the ink, this astonishing move, the eyes of the people who saw it almost rolled out.

Handwritten, five fingers like a pen, everyone but feel a group of fingers on the air link vertical and horizontal, like a spirit snake flying wildly, a dazzling, breathing, ink into words, like a cloud of flowing water in one breath; I often hate the cold rain and the wind at night. Rouge tears, leaving people drunk, when is it heavy?

"Words! I haven't seen anyone fill in the lyrics for many years!" "It's so sad and melancholy, sad and sad, my heart is broken!" someone rubbed his moist eyes with deep feeling.

"Spring is in a hurry, the beautiful years always pass by in the snap of a finger, can no longer be replicated, only endless sorrow, lingering hatred, like a long river, endlessly rolling to the east. "Some people sigh for a long time, and they don't sigh" After countless vicissitudes of life, they will have such a deep feeling. Poetry and songs are all shouts and outpouring from the depths of the soul. At such an age, why is there such a sorrow. "There were voices of skepticism.

"Yes, then, it's a bit like moaning without illness?" "But this book is unheard of and unseen, and it is a must." "There are many opinions, most of them are just feelings, those who are deep see the deep, and those who are shallow see the shallow. All of them cannot be counted, and only the secret method in the empty union can make an absolute authoritative conclusion.

Wow!

An exclamation sounded in the hall, and the golden light under the conquest was overflowing, and a line of dazzling golden words was suddenly presented; The reward amount is five times greater.

Qingfeng high-fived and cheered, the tone was clear and high-pitched and the loudest, and at the same time, he slid to the reward cashing place, eager to claim the prize amount. Such an ungraceful move immediately attracted a voice of disdain.

Lu Suifeng seemed to be unaware of everything that was happening around him, his expression was indifferent and quiet, he walked to another blank couplet, his five fingers were immersed in the ink again, and his breath suddenly became solemn and solemn.

Lu Suifeng's shoulder-length hair is windless and automatic, his fingers are turning, his pen is drawn with gold hooks and silver, the words are firm and steely, and the momentum is like a peak, and he is not moving like a mountain. In an instant, a shocking immortal masterpiece was presented in front of everyone;

Fortunately, once encountered, there were few stars around.

The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is fluttering, and the life experience is ups and downs and rain.

The panicked beachhead said panic, and Ling Ting sighed in the ocean.

Since ancient times, no one has died, leaving Dan to take care of his sweat.

Bang bang bang bang ......

Most of the people here are well-educated, and their literary and Taoist heritage and appreciation ability are very incomparable, and everyone is trembling and enthusiastic, and they are beyond words, only to high-five and express their hearts.

There is a faint purple mist and light smoke on the link, and there is a colorful light in the middle, which is extraordinarily bright.

In the countless pairs of long-awaited divine light, a line of golden characters came out through the connection, the grade is excellent, and the points are ten percent. Ten times the amount of the award.

Wow! Sure enough, they lived up to expectations and witnessed the advent of this proud masterpiece, and all the Masters and Confucians couldn't help but exclaim in unison, and the crowd was excited.

"Can the prince leave his name and identity background information, such a rare masterpiece for a thousand years, must be good at the Chengwen Holy Academy. A middle-aged literary teacher, who should be the presiding officer of this poetry hall, caught up with Lu Suifeng, who left the palace, and said with an anxious face.

"Coming and going like the wind like duckweed, without roots. A name is just a title and symbol, not credible!" Lu Suifeng is the most taboo about his reputation, and he is bound to be hit with a stick. Even if he did such a sensational thing in the Eastern Continent, the world only knew that there was a dragon and lion guard.