The appearance of Jinshalu attracted everyone's attention, but everyone understood that he didn't want to propose, but just wanted to stop Jing Yang.

Some of the loyal and righteous people in the field are a little relieved, at least there are still people in Daxuan, and they are by no means cowardly and incompetent as outsiders see, and they have no guts.

Jing Yang looked at Jinshalu on the field, his eyes were still confident, but he did not disdain Jinshalu, but watched him come up happily.

Jing Yang has the ** he wants to show in his heart, and the more powerful the person who comes up, the better, which can also reflect his extraordinary.

"You are Jinshalu, the fourteenth on the hunting list. In Xia Jingyang!"

Jing Yang is very polite, but anyone understands that this is a salute before a soldier.

Jinsha Road was calm, but he was not surprised by Jing Yang's politeness, because he knew that it was this Jing Yang that made people feel terrible.

"It's right down, please!"

Jinshalu didn't prepare too much nonsense, and went straight to the point, and a word of please, it was just to let Jing Yang take the lead in 'making a move'.

Jing Yang smiled slightly, "I don't know what Brother Jinsha wants to compete?"

"Naturally, it's poetry! Be direct, win the opportunity with your ability!" Jinshalu is very simple, and at the same time, he also knows Jing Yang's strength, so if he talks about anything else, he will definitely not be an opponent.

It is also poetry, a very cliché competition, and it is also the most common and basic thing in literary cultivation.

Jing Yang nodded, looking at Jinshalu no longer smiling, looking a little serious, Jing Yang rarely underestimated his opponent, this is a habit of his, or quality, any competition, he will go all out.

"Okay, since Brother Jinsha said it, it's poetry, I also think it's best to be direct!"

Jing Yang is also very crisp. Then the two began to write, I have to say that both sides are on the hunting list, and they should not be underestimated, and this is also a rare Wenbi.

In the Qinglong Palace, the power of luck was suddenly great. The luck of Jinshalu and Jingyang is really not comparable to ordinary people, and they have surpassed many high-ranking ministers at such an age.

Seeing young people fighting like this, many old ministers were a little embarrassed.

Jinshalu seems to have taken out all his combat power, he used all the power of luck in the sea, since he was born in the army, he has a bold and unyielding edge, facing Jing Yang, a powerful opponent. Jinshalu was a little excited.

He thought to himself, even if it was for himself, he had to go all out and see how far he could go.

After a few breaths, a dragon roar sounded in the Green Dragon Palace, and suddenly the majestic aura rose, and in the direction of the National Fortune Palace, a long stream of luck rushed forward. This kind of scene is very familiar to everyone, the poem of the national fortune!

Jing Yang is not a great Xuan. Naturally, you can't write a poem about the national fortune of the Great Xuan Kingdom, so this poem of the national fortune is naturally from Jinsha Road.

Prior to this, today's best poems were written by Wen Yong, and they were also poems of national fortune, which overwhelmed the embassies of various countries. However, at this time, the poems of Jinsha Road are still excessive.

At this time, many ministers were pinching a cold sweat in their hearts. With the help of the power of the national fortune, the vision of the national fortune poem can reach a higher level, if Jinshalu really wins, then Helan Mountain will not be able to take it back? And if you don't give face like this, you may not be at peace in the future.

The vision lasted for a long time before it stopped. Xuande's eyes were full of relief, he was very glad that there was a rising star like Jinshalu, and Da Xuanguo was not too ugly under him.

But at this moment, another powerful force of luck struck, shocking everyone.

I saw that Jing Yang's qi luck power torrent suddenly rose, and a huge coercion filled the entire hall, and before everyone could react, a domineering imperial aura slowly attacked.

Imperial air?

Everyone was shocked, Jing Yang was only twenty years old, although the emperor's aura was innate to the king, but at such a young age, there are very few people in the world who show the emperor's spirit.

Although this imperial aura is not as thick as Xuande, it has a unique arrogance and domineering.

The king is the son of heaven, and his life is the destiny of heaven, so the people of the emperor's qi are born with extraordinary luck, Jing Yang also used all the luck of Yunhai, and he was ready to make a desperate gamble, all of which were given a poem to make everyone shut up.

And this poem, which is enough to compare with the national fortune poem of Jinsha Road, is an 'imperial poem' that only a king can write.

In the literary cultivation, some poems and articles are different from others, often with the color of personal luck, people with imperial luck, many times write poems, all with the spirit of the emperor, and this has added power to the poems, showing domineering, sometimes people are in awe.

Jing Yang is a little unexpected, he is only a teenager now, not a king, but he can write imperial poems, which seems a little incredible.

However, Xuande understands, and the Nine Kings may also understand, this is the 'heart of the emperor', the heart of the emperor who is above all the people, and only those who have reached such a state of mind can have the spirit of an emperor.

Xuande's heart fluctuated slightly, although Jinshalu was already very good, but Xuande already knew in his heart that it was a pity that Jinshalu lost, a person with the heart of the emperor may sometimes be above the national fortune, because the emperor is the one who dominates the national fortune.

Everything happened very quickly, only in a few breaths after the two of them completed the poem, when all the power of luck slowly returned to calm, the audience became silent.

Jing Yang, the fourth on the hunting list, is worthy of his name, although people have long guessed that Jing Yang will win, but they didn't expect such an overwhelming victory.

There is no judgment, no discussion, and no poems for everyone to read, because today as long as the result, there is no need to talk nonsense, although Jinshalu is a little unwilling in his heart, but he still calmly gave his hand.

"The third prince of Yasukuni lives up to his name, I lost!"

Jinshalu never procrastinated, and without waiting for Jing Yang to say anything, he turned around and walked to his seat. Losing is losing, you don't need too many words, Jinshalu has always been like this, crisp and neat.

When the King of the Golden Gong saw him come back, he was not angry because he lost, but was very relieved.

"You're doing a great job, keep up the good work!"

Jinshalu lowered his head, answered silently, and then sat down in his seat.

There was still silence in the room, and all the ministers could not speak, this was a major matter of the state, but it was something they could not interfere in, because the people who proposed relatives could only be the younger generation, and they might be called old people when they were over twenty.

Therefore, many people understand that this is the time to test the younger generation of Daxuan, because Jing Yang is also less than twenty years old.

"Next!" Jing Yang's voice sounded in the room.

............

Tuofei looked at the situation in front of him, his heart was indignant, he turned his head to look at Lintian in a daze.

"I thought this Jingyang was a righteous gentleman, but now it seems that he is also a villain who takes advantage of the power of others, taking Helan Mountain as a dowry, and coming to propose marriage, this is not clear about slapping our Daxuanguo in the face, but he still wants benefits, and he also wants to marry the lord of Ruoyu!

Tuofei gushed endlessly in Lintian's ears, but Lintian didn't seem to have any reaction, he still looked at Zhao Ruoyu in the distance.

But by this time his heart had regained its calm, and it was very cold.

"Propose relatives, the third prince of Yasukuni, Jing Yang...... 'Lin Tian seemed to have something empty in his heart, and when he saw such a scene, he suddenly felt a little angry.

He looked at Zhao Ruoyu's calm eyes, and his heart was even more uncomfortable, it was already like this, but Zhao Ruoyu turned a blind eye.

Lintian knew that this kind of calm was not because Zhao Ruoyu acquiesced to Jingyang in his heart, but because of ignorance and meaninglessness, and at the same time, the eyes he gave himself and a trace of emotion, Lintian understood it.

Lintian felt that Zhao Ruoyu's eyes were 'comforting', comforting himself and comforting himself. For some reason, Lintian's heart was a little sour.

'Is it telling me not to be impulsive?, or should I not think too much about it at all......

Lintian's heart is very complicated, and he realizes even more at this moment that he is weak, and he is casual and comfortable many times, which is his state of mind.

But now, at this moment, how can we be casual and peaceful? Without strength, there is no way to be arbitrary, maybe Jing Yang has done it, but now I am afraid that I am not even qualified to play.

At this time, Prime Minister Tuo Cheng came over, he looked at Lintian, did not speak, and then he looked at Tuofei.

"You go up!"

Tuofei's mouth widened, his eyes widened, full of surprise, "I'll go up?"

Prime Minister Tuo Cheng's face was serious, but he was very firm, "If you can't do it, you old guys don't have a chance, don't you little ones give me a long face? They really think I'm no one else? Hurry up and get on for me!"

Prime Minister Tuo Cheng burst into foul language, and the people around him were very surprised, but Tuofei suddenly retracted his face.

"Just go!"

After speaking, Tuofei strode to the front of the stage.

"In Xia Tuofei, I want to fight for the qualification of the colt!"

............

The results came out quickly, and Tuofei wrote a good poem of fame, but he was still defeated, because Jingyang's imperial poem was unmatched.

Tuofei lost, but he didn't go back immediately like Jinshalu, he looked at Jing Yang, his eyes were full of seriousness.

"Don't be too happy, I only have the talent in the general election, if the county lord of Ruoyu is not so easy to marry!"

Jing Yang looked at Tuofei and smiled, he didn't know who this person was, because Tuofei was not a very famous person, at least in the land of Dongzhou, he was not famous.

"Are they all as talented as Your Excellency?"

Jing Yang was a little ridiculous, and looked at Tuofei with a smile, since there are many talents, they are all as talented as you? Or are they all better than you, so you are not considered a talent? This is very much the answer.

Tuofei's face immediately turned red, and at the same time, many people below also laughed.

Tuofei was a little angry, he was not angry and respectful, but the laughter of the people below, he didn't understand, there were people who read his own jokes.

Looking at the ministers below and some teenagers of the same age, smiling happily, Tuofei suddenly felt like scolding...... (To be continued.) )