"Hahahaha"

"Hahahaha"

Under this pressure, Li Yi just laughed, laughed, and kept laughing.

Everyone was waiting, waiting for Li Yi's rebuttal, but he didn't say anything, just stood alone in the middle of the round platform, laughing non-stop.

Is he going crazy by the current situation? He just keeps laughing and can't even speak!

Li Yi's ability to resist pressure is very strong, he was not driven crazy, he just suddenly wanted to laugh.

I just read a poem by Du Fu, and some people jumped out and wanted to tarnish their literary name, and wanted to step on themselves to become famous, but my uncle could bear it, and my aunt couldn't bear it.

Tang Wenhua, I remember this name, and the Zhao Yan of the Zhao family in Yangzhou, this time it is also a good match, and I need to find an opportunity to embarrass him later.

Li Yi, who had made up his mind, laughed for a while, then stopped laughing and said to the Nine Emperor Princes, "Your Highness, I wonder if I can ask you for a glass of wine?"

When the Nine Emperor Princes were drinking just now, Li Yi noticed it.

Li Yi was a good boy before he crossed over, and he had never been exposed to alcohol since he was a child, but he heard that drinking alcohol can strengthen his courage.

He had to be a little brave to do what he was going to do next, so he wanted to borrow the wine of the Nine Emperor Princes to strengthen his courage.

As soon as Li Yi's words fell, a wine gourd flew out of the audience, but it was not the Nine Emperors' son's, but Chu Jiang's.

"If you want to drink, why bother the Nine Emperors, we have the best wine in the world - Mosong wine. ”

"My gourd is not an ordinary gourd, it is called a drunken immortal gourd, it is a spiritual weapon, specially used to store spiritual liquid, it is the reward I drew during the last sect competition, but I prefer the things in that cup, so I handed over all the spiritual liquid in it to Shangguan Shizu to refine the medicine, and replaced it with this Mosong wine. ”

"Take it, drink it. "Chu Jiangchang is handsome and chic, and he looks like a true immortal, but he didn't expect to have such a hobby.

Li Yi took the drunken fairy gourd, pulled out the stopper, and raised his head to drink the wine.

This wine is worthy of being the best wine in the world, fragrant and mellow, and extremely strong.

Li Yi liked it after taking a sip, and kept drinking, drinking, drinking.

Fortunately, this drunken immortal gourd is a spiritual weapon, and a small gourd contains a lot of ink pine wine, otherwise according to Li Yi's drinking method, I am afraid that it will be drunk all at once.

Tang Wenhua watched Li Yi drink one sip after another, and couldn't help muttering a little in his heart: Does this Li Yi want to escape this catastrophe by pretending to be drunk with wine? But what's the use of this, can he hide for a while and hide for a lifetime.

The wine is really good, Li Yi, who has drunk a lot of wine, is a little drunk, and the wine flows down his chin to his neck, wetting his robe.

Li Yi, who was drunk, pointed to Tang Wenhua with a smile while drinking wine: "The surname is Tang, there are still two literary competitions later, how about we fight poems, I am still going to write a few more poems through the ages, and then you can stop plagiarizing me." ”

After drinking like this, he still had to write poems, and everyone felt incredible.

However, if you can really write poems of the same level, then it would be a little ridiculous for Tang Wenhua to say that it is plagiarism, and no one will believe it anymore, this is indeed the best way to clear the suspicion of plagiarism.

After hearing Li Yi's declaration of war, Tang Wenhua just sneered and said: "You have already participated in a literary competition on behalf of the representative of Pure Yang Guan this time, and you are no longer qualified to participate in the next two literary competitions, how to fight poetry with me." ”

Regardless of whether it is a Wenbi or a Wubi, the winner is not allowed to participate in the next match, and the loser does not have this restriction.

Although Li Yi's poems are considered plagiarism by most people, Tang Wenhua has no evidence to get his hands on, so Li Yi is still the winner of the first literary competition, so naturally he cannot participate in the second and third literary competitions.

Li Yi scratched his head, he really didn't know that Wenbi still had this rule, what could he do.

Just when Li Yi was worried, the monk Xuanxu stood up and said: "Master Li Shi is not only the fourth generation disciple of the Pure Yang Temple, but also my Shaolin lay disciple. ”

This was promised when he was in Shaolin Temple, and Li Yi drank too much just now and forgot about it.

The main reason why the winner can't participate is to prevent the same person from brushing up all the places, and since Li Yi's second game does not represent pure yangguan, then he can still continue to participate in Wenbi.

The words of the Xuanxu monk were like a bomb, and everyone was stunned, and the Taoist priest of the pure yang view represented the Shaolin Temple, and many people saw it for the first time.

The disciples who came over with Pure Yang Guan this time couldn't figure out the situation, so they peeked at Fang Qingya to see how the monk who led the team reacted.

Fang Qingya didn't have the heart to care about these junior disciples now, he was busy communicating with the Xuanxu monk.

"Xuanxu, what the hell are you doing in Shaolin Temple, how did you find Li Yi?"

Monks can't lie, so Xuanxu replied very honestly: "Amitabha, there is something in the secret realm of Liangshan this time that is very important for our Shaolin Temple, but we monks are not very good at chanting poetry, so we found Master Li, and I hope that Lord Fang has a lot of Haihan." ”

Important things seem to be ?!! a good opportunity to rip off bamboo, Fang Qingya's eyes narrowed, and said, "It's okay to let Li Yi participate in Wenbi on behalf of your Shaolin Temple, but you need to provide Da Huandan." When he opened his mouth, he reported a large list of Shaolin Temple's unique elixirs, spiritual plants, minerals, etc.

After the monk Xuanxu heard this, he found that these things were still a cut short of his bottom line, so he agreed.

This made Fang Qingya stunned for a moment, originally he was just a lion opening his mouth at first, and he was going to get one-third of the quotation, but he didn't expect Xuanxu to agree to it, it seems that the things in his mouth are not trivial, and he will let the disciples explore more later.

Thinking of this, Fang Qingya bowed his head slightly at Xuanxu, and said to everyone present, "I have no opinion on the Pure Yang View. After that, he turned his head and passed on the news to a few disciples, telling them to pay attention to the movements of Shaolin Temple and others after entering the secret realm.

In fact, Li Yi was also observing Fang Qingya's reaction, for fear that this Fang Shizu would jump out to oppose it, after hearing Fang Qingya say this, he was very relieved, fortunately, he still has a chance to enter the Shaolin Hidden Scripture Pavilion, as long as he can win the second Wenbi.

"How about it, Tang Wenhua, how about we fight and write poems?" Li Yi said sharply to Tang Wenhua, with an amazing momentum.

Tang Wenhua looked at Li Yi solemnly, he didn't understand why this thief was so confident, yes, how could he know Li Yi's confidence if he wasn't a traverser.

Newton said that his success is standing on the shoulders of giants, but Li Yi is different, he is now standing on the shoulders of countless giants, Yang Jiong, Wang Bo, Li Bai, Du Fu, Sansu, etc., there are so many giants behind him, Li Yi is full of confidence.

Tang Wenhua, who couldn't figure it out, had to meditate in his mind: he must be bluffing, he must be bluffing, he must be bluffing!

After reciting it silently three times, Tang Wenhua took a deep breath and said, "Okay, I'll compare with you." ”

In any case, Tang Wenhua has no way out, if he doesn't agree, his efforts will be wasted, and the words of a literati who dare not fight are not convincing enough.

After Qu Yun saw that Tang Wenhua agreed to come down, he immediately announced that the second literary competition had begun, and Li Yi's poem had not yet been written.

"Hehe" Li Yi laughed at himself in a low voice, it seemed that Qu Yun was also a little worried that he was plagiarizing.

Simply put down the pen and sit in a chair and wait for someone to come up with the question.

The person who asked the question this time was Fang Qingya, he pointed to the wine gourd in Li Yi's hand, and said: "Our pure Yangguan's Mosong wine is famous all over the world, and this second scene will be titled 'wine' and make a poem." ”

Wine poems, this is good, there are a lot of wine written in Tang poems, and it is completely difficult for Li Yi.

It's better to make a bet, Li Yi raised his hand, "Tang Wenhua, why don't we make a bet?"

"Bet?" Tang Wenhua and Yang Xuan beside him looked at each other and said, "Okay, what do you want to bet on?"

Li Yi said: "You just said that I was plagiarized, I am very unhappy, it is better to be like this, if I win, you will yell three times 'I am a pig', otherwise, I am the same, how about it?"

Scholars are a group that attaches great importance to face, if Tang Wenhua really shouted "I am a pig" three times, I am afraid that he will no longer be able to raise his head in the literary world.

Tang Wenhua's eyelids fluttered, he didn't expect Li Yi's bet to be so ruthless, but how could he be willing to show weakness in front of Li Yi, with Li Yi's performance in Luochuan Academy, he won it, he thought in his heart for a while, gritted his teeth, and said, "Okay, just do it." ”

"Do you write it or do I write it?" asked Tang Wenhua.

"It's better for you to write first, I'm afraid that after I write it, you won't dare to write it. Li Yi raised his head and said loudly.

Tang Wenhua was overjoyed, "Okay, then I'll start writing first." ”

He walked up to Li Yi, grabbed the Yanghao pen that Li Yi put down, looked at Li Yi, who was still sitting on the green jade chair, and said, "Don't get out of the way yet." ”

Li Yi shrugged his shoulders, stood up, let out a sigh at Tang Wenhua, and walked to the side with a stagger.

Tang Wenhua frowned, endured his dissatisfaction with Li Yi, walked to the seat and sat down, and wrote poems in the bright moonlight.

Tang Wenhua is a talented man of Luochuan Academy, he is very good at writing poetry, and he wrote a poem after a while, Qu Yun stepped forward to pull out the rice paper, and found that the words on the paper were very standard regular script, boxy, very beautiful, nodded secretly in his heart, and opened the poem seriously, and found that the content of the poem was even more exciting, although it did not have the level of ancient poems, but it was also a rare masterpiece.

After Qu Yun finished appreciating it, he raised the rice paper in his hand and recited it in a crisp voice, causing a round of applause.

Tang Wenhua smiled smugly and looked at Li Yi, "It's your turn, Li Yi, let me see if you can still write a poem of the same level as the previous one." ”

After Li Yi heard Tang Wenhua's words, his body shook, his steps staggered, he threw himself in front of Tang Wenhua's table, grabbed the sheep's hair pen on the table, and began to write on rice paper, after writing two words, he stopped, rubbed the paper, and threw it aside, he felt that he was now boiling in his heart, and it was very uncomfortable not to vent, but this little sheep's hair pen obviously could not meet his wish.

"Can there be rivers and mountains like a paintbrush?" Li Yi, who felt uncomfortable, shouted loudly.

It is very large, it can be used to paint murals, and it can also be used as a weapon for Qimen, which is one of the necessary items for Wanhua disciples.

This time, several Wanhua disciples also participated in the Shuiyunfang meeting, and after hearing Li Yi's words, he immediately rushed out and handed his "country is like a paintbrush" to Li Yi.

Li Yi took this big pen, and with a slight stroke, he drew a rough ink stroke on the floor of the round platform, which was crisp, and Li Yi was a little satisfied. After thanking the Wanhua disciple, he started a poem directly on the floor of the round platform.

This time, Li Yi used wild grass, the gestures were connected and the garden turned, and the glyphs were wild and changeable.

The first line of words was written, and Qu Yun and Tang Wenhua, who were standing on the round platform, didn't know it, but one of them could recognize it.

The Wanhua disciple who did not go back after sending the pen read: "You don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and not returning" with a shocked face.

The first sentence was so grand that it shocked the Wanhua disciples, and also shocked Qu Yun, Tang Wenhua and all kinds of people in the audience who heard this poem

"You don't see the sad white hair of Gao Tang Mingjing, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk.

Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon.

I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when I am gone.

Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle for pleasure will require 300 cups of drink.

Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, will enter the wine, and the cup will not stop.

Sing a song with you, please listen to it for me.

The bells and drums are not expensive enough, but I hope that I will not wake up after being drunk for a long time.

The ancient sages were all lonely, and only the drinker left his name.

In the past, King Chen feasted peacefully, and fought wine for ten thousand years.

What is the owner's words, he has to sell the right gentleman.

Five-flowered horse, golden qiu,

Hu'er will exchange for fine wine and sell eternal sorrow with you. This poem is "Will Enter the Wine" that makes the majority of high school students feel very painful.

Tang Wenhua looked at the poems on the ground, and didn't react for a long time, he knew that he had lost, this poem had reached the peak of wine poetry, and even his teacher, the dean of Luochuan Academy, could not write this poem, because his teacher never drank alcohol, how could a person who didn't drink alcohol write such a poem.

Qu Yun looked at the poems on the ground, covering his mouth, he couldn't believe that a teenager could write such a poem, but the facts were in front of her, she couldn't help but believe it, there are countless poems in the world, as far as the word wine is concerned, no poem can pass this one.

After the Wanhua disciple finished reading the poem, he was also stunned, as if in a dream, and muttered to himself, "Master said that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world, which is really reasonable." "It's really the right time to participate in the Shuiyunfang meeting this time, otherwise I would never have seen such a character.

At this time, the audience was silent.

Everyone was thinking about this poem.