In fact, the most difficult person in the audience was not Liang Qiuyue, nor Ye Ping, nor Tang Shaoying, but the proprietress of this flowery building, the mother of the eldest Ru Yue. It is not easy to run such a big field, not to mention the intricacies in these benefactors, and there are big names like Tang Shaoying, and it is easy to have problems if you are not careful.

It's easy to solve offending some small goods, but it's very dangerous to offend someone like Tang Shaoying.

He is not an ordinary person, but also a person who is inextricably linked with the Feng family.

And every time he comes, he spends a lot of money at every turn, and he is the object of many people's flocking to it, and he is extremely powerful.

If you offend a character like Tang Shaoying, it will be a disaster that will be full of flowers. It's just that it's still small to be eradicated, and it involves many forces behind, so the gains outweigh the losses. And Hua Manlou can stand tall in the northwest, obviously not only because of the Feng family, but also because of the many bigwigs in Lin'an City.

It's not that she's afraid of Tang Shaoying, she just doesn't think there's any need to provoke such a character.

But if there is a solution that can solve the best of both worlds, it is naturally excellent, and no one will hurt the peace.

It's just that she glanced at "Fang Yuan" with some pity, in order not to offend Tang Shaoying, she could only let him be a scapegoat.

I didn't expect that in these years, being talented has become a sin.

"My plan is actually very simple, since this Fang Yuan is really so talented, then it must be a good idea. With the theme of 'Month', I also thought of this before, but I didn't bother to prepare in advance. In that case, how about writing an article for me that can't be compared to your eight poles and basically has no chance to dabble in? ”

Tang Shaoying's eyes flickered, he muttered for a while, and then said with a smile, "I thought about it, how about the topic of 'battlefield'?" Fang Yuan, if you are really that talented, this will definitely not be difficult for you. I also said in advance, if what you wrote at this time still does not satisfy me, or does not cause such a sensation as just now, then I will definitely not be able to keep you. ”

When these words fell, everyone nodded their heads, thinking that this seemed to be a good idea.

Even Liang Qiuyue didn't say anything more, she frowned and bowed, "Tang Gongzi is talented, and he really didn't disappoint me." Today is just a literary test, and it is a bit vulgar to do it. In that case, it's better to use the title of 'battlefield', Fang Yuangongzi, if you can still write a splendid article, I don't think anyone will say anything. ”

Predictably, this is basically the best way to do it when there is really no good way to do it.

But to some extent, it is indeed not very fair to "Fang Yuan".

Su Muyan also frowned in the back, obviously not very satisfied with Tang Shaoying and his ilk.

However, she is also very curious about whether "Fang Yuan" can write good poems under such heavy pressure. And she was also very suspicious of this person's identity, "He may have copied it from General Ye...... If an ordinary literati wrote such an article, they would definitely be eager to show it off, but General Ye hid his merits and fame and never cared about it......"

Unconsciously, Su Muyan had already broken his heart for Ye Ping, thinking that it was not strange that he had done anything.

He is the only one who can write such amazing poems, and no one else can.

"Hehe, what Tang Gongzi said is so simple. Everybody is afraid of you, but I don't. You keep saying that it's easy to write such a poem, so why don't you write one too? As we all know, really wonderful words and phrases are all made by chance, they are the pen of genius, and they are the product of a flash of inspiration, how can they be written casually? ”

Ye Ping shook his head and said with a sneer, "Is it true that our Tianxuan literati are all fish and meat that can be slaughtered by others?" ”

Ye Ping was really still powerful, and in just a few words, he put Tang Shaoying on the opposite side of the Tianxuan literati.

Most of the many people present must have family backgrounds that are not as good as Tang Shaoying. Even if he has some wealth as an official, he will definitely not be comparable to a figure like the Feng family, that is the Emperor of the Earth. couldn't help but have some kind of resonance with Ye Ping, looking at Tang Shaoying's taste of hatred. But naturally, I hid this emotion in my heart and didn't dare to express it.

This time made Tang Shaoying's heart extremely resentful, and he almost couldn't suppress his desire to make a move.

He snorted coldly, and suddenly all the whispers in the audience were silent, and no one dared to speak anymore, so they all lowered their heads.

"Hmph, it's just some sour words, and you still dare to quibble with my son? You said so much, it's just that you're scared and think you can't write it? In that case, if you admit that you plagiarized and then kneel on the ground as a dog, I can not blame the past. If not, then write a good poem to prove your innocence! ”

Tang Shaoying gritted his teeth and said, "Don't force my son to do it, I don't want to kill people today." ”

Ordinary people were so angry in the face of him, coupled with so many powerful martial arts slaves around him, they had long been trembling all over.

But Ye Ping didn't feel anything, he didn't move like a pine, he seemed to be standing in the midst of the rough waves, and no one could make him make waves. He always keeps a faint smile as if everything is under control. Even in the face of Tang Shaoying, he was not afraid, which also made Liang Qiuyue and the others nod to him secretly, thinking that this son was still backbone.

"Okay, well, since you said so, then I won't shirk it."

Ye Ping didn't say much, closed his eyes slightly as if he was thinking about something, and quickly picked up the pen and wrote a poem with enthusiasm. The movements are extremely skillful, without any mud and water, and it is obviously done in one go.

Tang Shaoying and the others originally wanted to see Ye Ping's jokes, but they didn't expect this person to write it with a pen, so they were also a little curious.

Seeing that after he finished writing, Liang Qiuyue's eyes suddenly lit up, and she couldn't wait to say, "Submit it quickly." ”

"Wait! Let me first see what this is. ”

Tang Shaoying waved his hand and directly snatched the poem in Ye Ping's hand and read it carefully.

Originally, he had already thought of mockery in his heart, and even he thought of a poem to teach Ye Ping a lesson.

But who would have thought that when he saw the first sentence, his heart instantly cooled in half.

A killing aura jumped on the paper, although they were in this flower-filled building of warblers and swallows, but after reading the poems, they seemed to be in the ancient battlefield. The murderous aura is pervasive, as if he is going to experience some killing in the next second, which makes people shudder.