Time passed for a while, and Yucheng finally made a move over there. A lantern slowly rises and hangs flush with the first one, in the middle of the flagpole.

After a while, the height will be adjusted according to the level of cheering. Another piece of paper was brought over, Long Sixuan glanced at it, and praised: "Good poem, Ning Yun, take a look, is it better than the previous poem?" Zhang Ningyun took a look, just glanced at it, and then put it down again,

"Okay?" Not bad? Long Sixuan thought it was very well written, but she didn't expect Zhang Ningyun to just give an okay evaluation.

She didn't argue anything, and continued to read the poem. Wan Yuxuan also handed the poem to Ke Peiling, and said with a smile: "The scholars of Yucheng are really prepared, and this first poem is a bit extraordinary." Ke Peiling glanced at it and chuckled: "You can get into the eye." "If you have seen an eagle, how can you look at a farrow.

Ke Peiling has those poems in her heart, and her vision is naturally much higher. On the field, Dong Fuzi smiled smugly and asked, "Brother Xu, what do you think?" Xu Fuzi glanced at Dong Fuzi,

"Knowingly, you won the first prize." Dong Fuzi said with a smile: "Don't count us as winning, you seek truth from facts, if we lose, we will admit it, and there will be no other words." Xu Fuzi didn't want to look at his ugly face, so he pushed his face away,

"Stay away from me, bother." If it's the first game, it's slightly inferior, and he can still accept it. But with the two poems in his hand, one day and one earth, he couldn't lose anymore, how could he still have a good face to show people, and he didn't even want to say polite words.

Xu Liangji, who was not far away, shrank his head, not daring to look at his teacher. The people outside also received the transcribed poems, and they applauded when they knew what had been written.

"Color!"

"Color!" …… Seeing this, the man standing next to the flagpole began to adjust the position of the lantern, raising it one by one, until it landed about seven-tenths of the way.

It's not that the cheering has stopped, but the rules are like this, you can't let it rise to the top all at once. After the first game, the morale of the Sioux City side was low, and the morale of the Yucheng side was high, and the cheers continued.

Ke Peiling was calm, and felt that there was something at all. Instead, he instructed Wan Yuxuan: "Go and give everyone the things prepared by half of the door to eat." Wan Yuxuan understood that it was to celebrate Yucheng's success.

After a while, a hundred copies of Yuhua and Yujiang were sent over, and they were distributed to those scholars one by one, more in Yucheng and less in Sucheng.

The people of Yucheng have never seen this thing before, but they have heard it after coming to Suzhou City in the past few days, and they don't know what it is.

A scholar asked loudly, and Wan Yuxuan took the opportunity to introduce them to them. Someone else gave a gift, although it was not explicitly said that they would help publicize it, but there are some things that do not need to be said, you should know.

Therefore, when Wan Yuxuan introduced, he would mention half of the door in passing, and even Guan Yuliu was angry because he couldn't eat the things inside, and he had to tell a thing or two.

In this way, everyone in Yucheng knew about the existence of half of the gate, and these magnates present naturally knew about it.

In this way, half of the door can be regarded as completely spread in this circle. Many people have begun to inquire about where the half of the door is, saying that they must try it if they have the opportunity.

In this regard, Ke Peiling smiled, the other party gave herself a big gift, and now she has helped to publicize it, which can be regarded as paying it back.

Long Sixuan also got a jade flower by virtue of her relationship, looking at the things in the bowl, Long Sixuan smiled and said, "Ning Yun, have you ever seen this thing?" Zhang Ningyun shook his head,

"I've heard people mention it, but it's the first time I've seen it." Long Sixuan nodded,

"I've heard of it, but I've never had a chance to eat it, and I heard that this thing was salvaged by the sharks in the deep sea of the Rainbow Sea, which is very rare, and I didn't expect to eat it here." Zhang Ningyun took a bite,

"The taste is indeed different from ordinary food, Hua is tender and soft, sweet and moist, unlike ordinary things." Long Sixuan nodded,

"Yes, this thing looks white, like white jade, but it's soft. I don't know where to sell it, but I will definitely try it again when I have the chance. Zhang Ningyun nodded, agreeing with this.

Xu Fuzi and Dong Fuzi on the field were also eating, and the response was also very good. Xu Fuzi smiled and asked, "Pei Ling, what is this thing called?" "Salutation

"Peiling", it can be seen that this Master Xu attaches great importance to Ke Peiling. Ke Peiling was flattered, and hurriedly got up, and replied with a student salute: "If you go back to Master Xu, the food is called Yuhua, and the drink is called Yujiang." "Don't forget to add a sentence at the end,

"I bought it in a restaurant called Banbianmen on the edge of the Qinxian River." This advertisement is completely sufficient, but I am afraid that after tonight, everyone will know that there is a restaurant called Banbianmen on the side of the Qinxian River.

Xu Fuzi nodded,

"Yuhua Yujiang, well, good. What does Brother Dong think? Dong Fuzi said: "We don't have such delicious things in Yucheng, the shape is like white jade, sweet nenhua, good." "Having been praised by two great Confucians in a row, it is difficult for Yuhua Yujiang not to become famous.

After everyone ate, some people were still unsatisfied, asking if there was still a problem, regretting to get a negative answer, as for those who had not eaten, it was even more drooling.

I only heard how good it was, but they hadn't eaten it, but they didn't know how good it was, and their hearts were like cat scratches, which was very uncomfortable.

Many people have made up their minds that they must go to that half of the door tomorrow to have a taste of how delicious this thing is called something that is not ordinary.

It's a moment. The poetry will continue, and the scholars on the side of Sioux City will be much more careful after the first big defeat, and recommend a very famous talent to come out.

That talent is really good, he wrote a poem, which won a lot of applause, probably because of the home advantage, so the voice was louder than the cheers of the scholar in Yucheng before.

It's just a pity that his lantern doesn't surpass the previous person, but it is on par with that person. This is the unanimous decision of Xu Fuzi and Dong Fuzi, and no one refutes it.

Then the people of Yucheng made a move, and they were slightly better. After that, Su Cheng continued to send people, and Yucheng continued to deal with it.

After seven or eight comparisons, Sioux City was almost completely defeated, and the best one was the one that drew in the second game, accounting for seven tenths of the position.

And on it, there are already five lanterns of Yucheng. Seeing this result, the morale of Sioux City was low, and some people even bowed their heads and remained silent, just wanting to leave early, so as not to stay here and be embarrassed.

Long Sixuan also sighed,

"Sure enough, our Su Cheng scholars have lost again this year, and they have lost so badly. Ning Yun, you really don't plan to make a move? Zhang Ningyun listened to the discussion in his ears, and there were cheers from those in Yucheng in the distance, and he was a little hesitant.

At this time, someone said: "Zhang Gongzi made a move." Long Sixuan looked at it and exclaimed excitedly: "It's Zhang Ling, I didn't expect him to end up too." Zhang Ningyun looked at it and shook her head slightly, she didn't think her brother could win.

Zhang Ling actually knew that he couldn't win, he didn't want to end up, but he couldn't stand Xu Liangji next to him, and persuaded a few other classmates.

Those people had to let him go, or they wouldn't give up. Zhang Ling also had no choice, so he had to pick up the brush, think about it for a while, and write a poem.

Xu Liangji immediately picked it up and handed it to the guy over there, asking him to transcribe it and hang it up. After a while, Zhang Ling's poem was hung up.

It's just that the result is as he expected, and he still can't win, but it's slightly better than the previous result.

In this regard, Zhang Ling felt that it was nothing, anyway, he had already been mentally prepared. However, those scholars couldn't sit still, and they were in a hurry one by one.

And the people on the other side of Yucheng, seeing that there were no more people sent from Sucheng, immediately cheered and discussed.

It's not easy for the people of Sioux City to say anything about this, if you lose, you lose, and you don't allow people to be proud? But at this time, a voice came from somewhere, as if it was coming from Yucheng,

"Haha, I said earlier that the children of Jiangnan are just like that, what literati are there in the anointed land? They are all a group of vassals and elegant, wine bags and rice bags. Thanks to you and me, I came here to participate in such a ridiculous game, I knew this, it would be better to read a few more words of Jinglun at home. This voice was neither loud nor small, and many people heard it, and they didn't know whether the person was deliberately shouting out to provoke, or if he was really too excited, and couldn't help but read it.

But no matter what it is, the faces of the people on the side of Sioux City changed slightly after hearing this. Some scholars even rolled up their sleeves and wanted to fight, but fortunately they were pulled by their classmates next to them.

It's just that verbal battles can't be avoided. At the beginning, everyone was still afraid of their status as literati, and they were reasonable and reasonable, and there were a lot of them.

But in the end, I slowly began to be anxious, and after that, there was nothing to worry about, and I didn't touch my mother's ancestors, even if it was the greatest cultivation.

But to put it mildly, the people of Yucheng just hold a little,

"Don't say so much, if you are really capable, write a poem, if you write better than us, we will naturally bow down and apologize for our previous words and deeds, otherwise, you will say it, whether it is ugly or harsh, you all have to bear it. What do you think? Which of you has a poem? These words made the people on the side of Sioux City speechless, thinking that if they could really write it, they would have written it earlier, would they still need to quarrel with you?

Dong Fuzi was happy when he saw this, but he pretended to be angry and said: "These guys are too disagreeable, I will reprimand and reprimand them, how can I say this about the princes of Suzhou City?" Isn't that a slap in the face? Xu Fuzi rolled his eyes,

"What? If I really had been willing to reprimand, I wouldn't have waited for this. Forget it, the children's business, let the children solve it, the ability is not good, what is it to be humiliated, it's not that they didn't give them face, and they can't catch who to blame. After hearing this, Master Dong laughed,

"Brother Xu, it's so self-contained." Xu Fuzi didn't bother to say anything, if he couldn't do it, he couldn't beat this girl, otherwise he had to let this girl know what his mother's cultivation was.

The scene was deadlocked for a while, and Zhang Ningyun couldn't stand it anymore. She didn't want to fight for these people in Su City, but she was disgusted that those people in Yucheng even scolded her brother.

She naturally knows Zhang Ling's knowledge, but Zhang Ling is not good at poetry, and the article is still very well written.

But the people of Yucheng scolded him by the way. Seeing her write, Long Xixuan was pleasantly surprised: "Ning Yun, are you going to make a move?" Haha, you finally can't hold it anymore. It's okay, those talented people in Yucheng are too annoying to speak, what do we call the people in Jiangnan are all wine bags and rice bags, and they can't get out of the literati. Hmph, I have to let them see, we also have literati in Jiangnan, but the literary talents are better than them. Ning Yun, you must suppress them. At this time, she was able to clear the camp and did not stand on the side of the talented people she admired.

Zhang Ningyun walked the dragon snake, wrote a poem after a while, and then handed it to Long Sixuan,

"Take it and hang it up." Long Sixuan looked at it, and sure enough, the writing was excellent, and he was about to get up and hang it, but he saw that a lantern was already hanging on the flagpole.

Then another, and then another. There were three lanterns in total, and all of them were hung up at once, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Ke Peiling looked calm and waited quietly. Wan Yuxuan stood aside and watched everyone's expressions carefully.