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The first person was Wu Zhen, and I saw that he looked smug at the moment, and put down the brush indifferently and elegantly.

The second person is Chen Qun, who is also like a victorious general at this moment, standing tall, nodding slightly at Wu Qian, who is also full of confidence, and then looking at Cai Wenzhao, who is still holding a brush on the side, with a complicated face.

Seeing this, both of them breathed a sigh of relief, and they completely forgot about being suppressed by Cai Wenzhao by force, and they almost couldn't help but hit the beat case.

At this time, the third person, Lu Cui, also completed the masterpiece, and swept the two people who were confident at a glance, and also experienced the raised eyebrows in their eyes. In an instant, it dawned on him that the dispute between the banquet hosts had been put aside and his hand was arched.

"It is worthy of being a companion of the East Palace, the prince is a friend, and he is really quick-witted. Admire, admire. ”

As soon as these words came out, Wu Zhen Chen Qun smiled and replied: "Brother Lu is also full of poetry and books, and his pen is like a god, and he is indeed the leader of my generation." ”

"Haha, over the prize, over the prize. ”

"Humble, humble. ”

The three of you praised each other at a glance, and the readers in the audience were okay to say, after all, these three people were indeed the best.

Those warriors and scholars were just touched by Cai Wenzhao's words and deeds, and they all had a good impression of him at the moment, and they were all dissatisfied with the boasting of these scholars. There is a kind of hostility faintly, and I hope that Cai Wenzhao can turn the tide.

For a while, everyone in the audience set their eyes on Cai Wenzhao, some gloating and ridiculing, and some were full of expectations.

Feeling the hostile gaze of these martial artists, Lu Cui sneered for the first time, and the full desire to be humiliated was vented at this moment: "Hehe, Brother Wu, Brother Chen, don't care about these vulgar martial artists, wait for a while, the holy pen will ruling, as soon as the Wenbi banquet master comes out, we will drink and celebrate together, so that these ignorant people know what is the talent of heaven!"

As soon as these words came out, many people in the audience did not hesitate, "What did you say!"

"It's not that you can't enter the inner courtyard of the Jixia School Palace, isn't it?"

"That is, what kind of prestige is it to come here, what kind of ability is it?"

Lu Cui sneered: "Isn't what I said right? A group of vulgar and reckless people also want to compare with us, it's insulting! If you have the ability, you can come up with a piece of amazing poetry!"

As soon as Lu Cui's words came out, these scholars standing on the side were extremely angry, but they were speechless, because they really couldn't write about this dance and ink, even if they barely put pen to paper, they were also laughing and generous.

A scholar blushed and said unconvinced: "We can't write it, so why don't you just write it?"

Lu Cui laughed: "Our masterpieces are naturally the hall of elegance." Brother Chen, what about you?"

Chen Qun clenched his fists and smiled indifferently: "For poetry and songs, Chen is still responsible." ”

"Really? haha, then look forward to it. ”

The two of them were polite again, looking at the warriors very unpleasantly, and then someone suddenly exclaimed: "Look, Lord Cai Yan has also put away the pen!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes were on Cai Wenzhao, only to see him put down the brush gracefully, gently blow the paper, and then raise his head confidently.

"I didn't expect this Cai Wenzhao to be a late striker, and his pen is like a god, which is amazing. ”

"Yes, just now in the Wubi Hall, he is so calm, it seems that this time Wenbi is really going to have a miracle. ”

All of a sudden, everyone was talking.

"Hmph, pretending. ”

Lu Cui looked at the expectation of Wu Bishizi, and sneered at Lian Lian: "It's okay, if he doesn't write a word, I will be bored." I'll see what kind of lame poetry this guy can write. ’

"I'm also a little looking forward to it, how can the confidence of this martial arts banquet master look down on us and other scholars. Chen Qun also nodded, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

In this regard, Cai Wenzhao ignored it, closed his eyes and dozed off.

Wenbi continues, and many people are struggling to write, and the pen is on the paper, and the sound of brushing is endless.

Seeing that the pillar of incense on the table was more than half burned, the examiner Wenbi looked at Cai Wenzhao in the audience deeply, turned around indifferently, and said loudly: "Half of the hour has passed, please Holy Pen!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the venue was shocked in their hearts, although at the beginning this Hongru said that the final judgment would be made by the holy pen, but when it was really clear that the true face of the holy pen, everyone was full of anticipation in their eyes.

That's the Yansheng public pen!

Lu Cui and the others also raised their heads, and saw Cai Wenzhao's still indifferent and calm appearance, with a mocking face, and snorted lightly: "Pretending, it's just self-deception." Now as soon as the holy pen comes out, see how you show your original form. ”

The so-called holy pen is the pen used in the Confucian Yan Sheng's fair day in the past dynasties, and it opens the spiritual wisdom and produces the instrument spirit under the cultivation of the Confucian luck and the righteousness of the Confucian spirit. It is a superb artifact! The Lord has been in existence since the Spring and Autumn Period, and it has been in the same relationship with the country for a long time.

Whenever there is a good poem and article under the holy pen, it will tremble slightly, which is also the most fair method of selecting the essay test in the Great Wei Dynasty.

Since the founding of the Great Wei Dynasty, the holy pen has never been wrong.

There are various criteria for judging the holy pen: rhetoric, emotion, and aura, in short, a few movements of the holy pen show how amazing the poem is.

I saw that Hongru, who was the examiner, raised his right hand and made a respectful gesture, and immediately, a golden light flashed around him, and after a while, a bald pen appeared in the golden light, half-hanging in the air.

The holy pen seems to be simple and unpretentious, even similar to the waste pen that Confucianism has used for a long time, but hanging in the air, the golden brilliance that naturally emits is awe-inspiring!

"Meet the Holy Pen!"

On the Wenbi field, all the scholars bowed slightly, which was the rule, and it was also the heartfelt worship of all scholars.

However, it is not known whether this holy pen will be honored or not.

After the visit, the unfinished scholar continued to polish his poems, and the completed one looked at the holy pen with burning eyes, and his heart couldn't help but be excited and nervous.

At the suggestion of the chief examiner, there were finally some scholars who couldn't hold back and handed in the completed poems and texts, close to the holy pen, but the holy pen was always hanging and indifferent.

This can't help but make these scholars depressed, and make those who are famous all over the world who have been reading poetry and books regretful, and look at the cold holy pen with resentful eyes.

After everyone had almost failed, Lu Cui and the others finally felt that the time had come, so they signaled to each other and began to submit poems.

Lu Cui took the lead, his face was proud, and on his rice paper, the iron painting silver hook was already pleasing to the eye. Almost at the moment when his poem was presented, the holy pen was lightly tapped!

"It's moving!

"He is worthy of being a genius from the Jixia School Palace!"

"Brother Lu is amazing, willing to bow to the wind!"

"I don't know Brother Lu, can you lend me the poems and wait for a look"

Lu Cui laughed: "You are surprised now, it's too early." ”

When these words fell, the holy pen suddenly moved again, and the golden light flashed.

"Two moves?

"Oh my God! Holy pen moves twice, this psalm is amazing!"

"Tonight, the Lord of the Wenbi Banquet has come out!"

"Hey, sure enough, Wenqu Xing came to the world, and a scholar is a scholar, and he is worthy of being a disciple of Jixia Academy. ”