The news of Uncle Zhongyong's return spread like a tidal wave to all corners of the capital.

Near Yong'an Square, they also got the news.

At this time, the scribes of the Jin Kingdom, who had already gathered in Yong'an Square, subconsciously made the same action after hearing the news.

That's a sigh of relief.

Even if it is ecstasy.

The return of Zhongyongbo, the Six Nations Poetry Society, there is hope for the Great Jin!

If you want to say that whose poems and essays in Dajin can rank first, no one may be convinced.

But if the Great Jin Dynasty loses Zhongyongbo, it will definitely be a lot darker.

At the beginning, Zhongyong Bo single-handedly suppressed the Wensheng List of the Great Jin.

Now that he is back, it will also be the last hope of Dajin.

Li Changan led Chen Annian, surrounded by the people of the Jin Kingdom, and slowly walked towards Yong'anmen.

It's not that he doesn't want to go fast, but everywhere he passes, the scribes and people of the Jin Kingdom are saluting, and he has to return the salute.

The scribes of the five countries in the rear were all displeased, but they couldn't attack in public.

In this situation, in the eyes of others, it was as if Li Changan was patrolling the streets with them.

……

High in the sky,

Zhao Hongshan looked at Li Changan's humble appearance, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"If this kid doesn't die, he will be blessed."

Beside him, there were several third-grade Confucians of the White Deer Academy who appeared, also staring at Li Changan.

The current Li Changan is not just a simple student of Bailu Academy.

It is the hope of the entire Great Jin.

After two consecutive months of the rout of the Wensheng List, coupled with the harvest of the Six Nations Poetry Society, the situation of the Great Jin was precarious.

Now that Li Changan has returned, with his poems and writings, Dajin can at least stop the decline.

As long as this Six Nations Poetry Meeting can win back a city for the Great Jin.

With him alone, he can guard the fortune of the Great Jin Dynasty poetry and literature!

At this time, Li Changan is no longer the White Deer Academy to protect, but the entire four courtyards and one prison, and the entire Great Jin Dynasty, must be escorted.

Otherwise, if the Great Jin continues to fail, the war between the six kingdoms of the Terran race will first ignite in the Jin Kingdom.

At that time, I don't know how many people will die, and even the Great Jin may die out and be divided by the other five countries.

It can be said that Li Changan is the last hope of the Great Jin.

In the camp of Bailu Academy, there is one more person, and that person is Wang Tiangang, who is both civil and military.

On the way to the capital, he successfully stepped through the shackles and set foot in the realm of literature and Taoism.

And the reason why Gu Weidao was delayed on the road was precisely because of this.

I have never heard that whoever enters the third grade will trigger a catastrophe.

As a result, Wang Tiangang was struck by lightning one hundred and eight times, and then he set foot in Sanpin dangerously.

The unprecedented civil and military double three products of the Great Jin Dynasty were born.

It's just that the current Wang Tiangang has hidden his cultivation of the three grades of martial arts, and only shows the strength of the three grades of literature and Taoism.

Wendao Sanpin Confucianism and Martial Dao Sanpin Musashi, the difference in strength seems to be, each has its own advantages.

But the means of the three-grade Confucianism are more, and it will be easier to protect Li Changan's kid, and the three-grade Confucianism will be easier.

As for the three-rank Musashi, it is regarded as a hole card, if anyone does not know whether he is dead or alive, then don't blame him for killing.

Qin Zhenliang of Songyue Academy said with emotion, "If he can really save the defeat for the Great Jin at the Six Nations Poetry Conference, why is it so simple as Houfu?" ”

"If you can stabilize your luck for the Great Jin, you will have your own creation."

Wu Zhanchun of Xiangshan Academy said,

"But...... His writings...... Has it ever recovered? ”

As soon as this question came out, dozens of third-grade Confucians present all set their eyes on Zhao Hongshan.

……

In the Imperial Study,

Dugu Cao held the wolf in his hand and was in a daze at the blank rice paper.

A few drops of pitch-black ink splashed on the rice paper, which was extremely dazzling.

The Poetry Club of the Six Kingdoms in the outer city is still continuing, and the Great Jin is still being crushed.

As long as the poem lasts, her heart will endure as many days as she suffers.

This kind of torment made her extremely powerless.

At this moment, the sound of hurried footsteps came and stopped at the door of the imperial study.

"Queen Qiyu, Uncle Zhongyong has appeared!"

Qi Shanhai's voice came in.

The pen in Dugu Cao's hand fell on the rice paper with a "click", leaving a large pool of ink stains.

The next moment, the door of the imperial study opened instantly.

Dugu Cao's eyes were full of shock, "Say it again." ”

"Niangniang, Uncle Zhong Yong appeared in the capital and is coming to Yong'anmen."

Qi Shanhai bowed and said excitedly.

"Good, good, good ......" Dugu couldn't help nodding, and his slender jade hand couldn't help but clench into a fist.

Half of the boulder pressed on his heart disappeared in an instant, and Dugu Cao suddenly felt his shoulders loosen.

However, the next moment, she suddenly remembered something, "Li Changan's Wendao...... Recovered? ”

……

Anfu,

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

Zhou Ziyu drove straight in, slapped the courtyard door of the courtyard where Tingxue Pavilion was located, and shouted loudly,

"Brother An, Brother An, Brother Li is back, Brother Li is back!"

An Nanyi, who was listening to Xueting in a daze, didn't react at once, blinked his eyes, and suddenly got up in surprise and joy.

Cui Yue, who had been guarding her side, was also stunned, and after reacting, she hurriedly said, "Miss, Uncle Zhongyong is back!" ”

"It's Uncle Zhong Yong who is back!"

An Nanyu's breath trembled a little, and then he fell to the gate of the courtyard in a light step, opened the door and confirmed again, "Brother Zhou, what did you just say?" ”

Zhou Ziyu said excitedly, "I said, that guy Li Changan has come to the capital, and he has come to the capital!" ”

Annan Gardenia's willow eyes were filled with mist, and big tears slipped down.

"What are you doing? Go get dressed up and you'll meet again today! Zhou Ziyu urged.

An Nan Yu also reacted, and cried with joy, "Brother Zhou, wait a minute." ”

……

Huashengmen,

Liu Zhiyin got the news from the spy of the Han spy department, and after being stunned for a moment, he hurriedly ran back to the house.

"Exquisite, exquisite......"

"Sister, what's wrong? Why is it so noisy outside? Liu Linglong was holding a sword and sitting cross-legged on the futon to cultivate.

"Xianggong is back, he has come to the capital......" Liu Zhiyin didn't know why, his apricot eyes were full of tears, and he hugged Liu Linglong, crying silently.

Three years, three whole years......

Although the news from the academy was that he was in retreat and cultivating, he had not sent a letter back for three years, how could this be possible?

She was ready to wait for the rest of her life.

Now, Li Lang is finally back, finally back......

Liu Linglong was also stunned, and subconsciously hugged her sister, "Brother...... Coming back? ”

"Brother, I'm back!"

……

From Prince Liang's Mansion to Yong'anmen, it was only three or four miles, but Li Changan walked for half an hour.

After arriving at Yong'an Gate,

The scribes of the Jin Kingdom, who had been staying here, clasped their fists and bowed to salute, "I have seen Uncle Zhongyong." ”

"I've seen Uncle Zhongyong."

……

Excited voices converged together, like a thunderclap, echoing over Yong'an Square.

These voices, like a heavy trust, entrusted the last hope of Dajin to Li Changan.

Li Changan tidied up the plain white robe and returned the salute solemnly, "You have worked hard. ”

"Next, hand it over to Chang'an."

"Boom la la ......"

The crowd quickly dispersed, making way for an avenue.

Even the guards guarding the imperial city gate took a step back and bowed their heads to Li Changan.

Under the gaze of tens of thousands of eyes, Li Changan led the nervous Chen Annian and walked into Yong'anmen.

Then, under the expectation of the public, he walked in front of the gold list of the poetry club.

As long as the poem is written on it in a literary tone, the poem can appear on the gold list scroll in the sky.

And the scribes of the other five countries also came here.

A cold voice came,

"The heavier the number of courtesies, the greater the expectations for you."

"But as far as I know, your Wendao has been abolished in the first place, and you are not even a scribe, so what qualifications do you have to rank with us?"

"After all, it's just a clown jumping off the beam, just grandstanding."

Ji Wen walked to the front of the gold list with a sinking face, glanced at Li Changan, and then continued to walk forward, stepped on the steps, and walked towards the high platform.

The voice was not deliberately suppressed, but under the urging of the literary tone, it quickly spread throughout Yongan Square.

Behind him, the scribes of the Five Kingdoms also crossed the golden list and walked up the steps, sweeping their eyes towards Li Changan, revealing pity and mockery.

What are the expectations?

What about the people's hearts?

Wendao was abolished, and he didn't even have a literary atmosphere, what poetry meeting did he participate in?

It's not self-inflicted, but what?

has been raised to such a height, if it fails, I am afraid that there will be no scum left that will be swallowed by the anger of the people.

The restlessness of Yongan Plaza, which was originally excited and surprised, quickly calmed down and turned into a strong worry.

Ji Wen's words reminded everyone, and the scribes suddenly woke up at this time.

Yes, the Wendao of Zhongyongbo has been abolished.

Before, I just saw the return of Zhongyongbo, and I felt that the poetry would be promising.

But I almost forgot that the innate inscription of Zhongyongbo had been shattered as early as the three-thousand-mile battlefield of Fengchuan......

Finished!

The great surprise is shattered, and in the blink of an eye it is about to turn into even greater despair.

The despair of shattered hope is greater than before.

But just when everyone's enthusiasm seemed to be extinguished by a basin of ice water, Li Changan's voice sounded, and he didn't pay attention to Ji Wen and the scribes of the Five Kingdoms from beginning to end.

As if they didn't exist.

He just patted Chen Annian beside him lightly and asked, "Which gold list do you want to challenge first?" ”

Chen Annian raised his head and looked at Li Changan, who always had a warm smile on his face, and the worry in his eyes was slowly smoothed out.

He believes in loyalty!

Chen Annian turned his head, looked at the gold list, and finally pointed to the "water" list of the Jin Kingdom, "This one." ”

As a Confucian student of the Jin Kingdom, he naturally wanted to take back the top spot of his Zhang Bu's gold list first.

Li Changan smiled and nodded, "Okay." ”

"Let's win this gold list first."

When the words fell, the mana of Zhou Tian Xingchen in his body was reversed into a civil and martial qi, and the white-gold literary qi was like wolf smoke, rushing into the sky.

The first line of poetry crashed into the gold list.

"You don't see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns!"

In an instant, the golden light broke through the sky, and the literary atmosphere was as high as a mountain.