Chapter 35: Plum Blossoms in Winter

Zhao Xin fixed his eyes and found that Ning Yunzhi, Feng Quan and Xu Fenglei were all standing on the high platform.

Opposite the three of them was the first old man of the Imperial Academy.

"Since the young talents of the Imperial Academy have unanimously decided to let the crown prince, the feudal poet immortal and the little prince compete on the same stage to compete for the position of this year's poet saint."

"Let's get started, then!"

The hoarse voice of the old man, the first seat of the Imperial Academy, spread to every corner of the Imperial Academy.

"In previous years, the poetry meeting of the Imperial Academy was a two-person duel, but I didn't expect that three people were selected this year, and this trip is really worth it!"

"I didn't expect this little prince to be so strong, he could also reach the finals, and the level of poetry composition was so high, I was really blinded before."

"Now it's lively, this year's Imperial Academy Poetry Club will definitely leave an important mark in the long history of the Dajiang Empire!"

……

The young talents of the Imperial Academy looked at the three people of Gaotai Mountain excitedly, and their faces showed very envious eyes.

When Zhao Xin saw Ning Yunzhi on the high platform, his heart relaxed a little, and then he began to walk towards the high platform.

Today, some talented young talents of the Dajiang Empire have all arrived at the Imperial Academy, and Zhao Xin can only grit his teeth and squeeze forward when he sees the countless people crowded in front of him.

"This brother will give way, I will go over."

Zhao Xin squeezed in with his hand, and said kind words on his lips.

Although most of the scholars were a little disgusted by Zhao Xin's behavior, the humility of the scholars made them not say ugly things.

But there are always some impatient ones, and if they can't bear it, they will say a few words.

"If you come late, you should stay in the back, and if you squeeze to the front, there will definitely be people in front who will be squeezed to the back."

"How can there be a reader like you?"

"You're really a shame on us readers!"

Coincidentally, Zhao Xin finally provoked a grumpy young talent.

I saw that this scholar had a peculiar appearance, a pointed head and a wide face, and a curved beard.

At this time, the scholar was staring at Zhao Xin with a pair of angry red eyes, grabbing his clothes in his hands, full of energy, Zhao Xin couldn't break free.

"This brother is talking too much, I'm just getting closer and seeing it clearly."

"Isn't it okay to thank you?"

Zhao Xin was too lazy to talk to him, but so many scholars were staring at him, so he had to explain a sentence or two.

"I'm afraid there's something wrong with you, kid, right?"

"Is that what you want to see?"

"You ask the talented people around you, who doesn't want to see it clearly?"

As soon as Zhao Xin's words came out, this weird book was angry.

Isn't this a rhetoric?

"The finals of the poetry meeting are about to start, I don't think the two of you should quarrel over this trivial matter, just give in to each other."

"Don't squeeze any further, just watch it here."

"Yes, both of them are discouraged, if they miss the wonderful poetry finals, what a pity it will be!"

……

The young talents around him are all trying to persuade Zhao Xin and the weird scholar to stop arguing.

In fact, what is more important is that these scholars are afraid that the quarrel between Zhao Xin and the two will affect them.

"This brother is so right, I do have a lot of problems."

"I have a serious eye disease and can only see a few feet away."

"Not to mention it's so far away, even if it's closer, you can't see it clearly."

"I can only get a rough look at it when I go under the high platform."

"They are all scholars, do you think I will do such a shameless thing?"

Zhao Xin said these words aggrievedly, and all the scholars around him looked at Zhao Xin with pity.

Even the weird scholar lost the vicious momentum just now, and let go of his hand a little embarrassed.

"I didn't know that Brother Tai had such a serious eye disease, I was offended just now."

"Please continue to squeeze under the high platform, I will open the way for Brother Tai in front!"

The strange scholar is also very kind-hearted, and he was a little ashamed to say this to Zhao Xin.

"Please continue to move forward, such a serious eye disease can still be fattened brother Tai insists on reading, which is really admired by our scholars!"

"We have great respect for Brother Tai, and we will definitely learn from Brother Tai's spirit of studying hard in the future."

"My son didn't forget to study even when he was seriously ill, he is really a model for my generation."

……

The surrounding scholars all praised Zhao Xin, and the words of admiration were like slaps in the face of Zhao.

Nima!

If it weren't for Lao Tzu's skin thicker than the city wall, he would have to find a crack to get into it now.

"Thank you for your kindness, just because I have a serious eye disease, I don't want to delay your brothers."

"Brothers, goodbye, the younger brother is one step ahead."

After Zhao Xin said this, he didn't wait for the others to react, and continued to squeeze forward.

"That brother who suffers from a serious eye disease is admirable, and he is an example for us to learn!"

"Exactly! This son is determined to learn from that brother for the rest of his life! ”

"That brother has a promising future, and he will definitely become an eye-catching poet!"

……

Seeing Zhao Xin squeezing forward with great difficulty, the group of scholars behind him left adoring glances.

"Xiao Qian!"

Just when Zhao Xin was about to squeeze his meal under the high stage, he finally saw a familiar figure under the high stage.

It was his maid Xiaoqian.

Zhao Xin saw that she was sticking to the high platform, and a pair of eyes were staring at Ning Yunzhi on the high platform, and the killing intent in her eyes was awe-inspiring!

It seems that Xiaoqian is ready to kill the crown princess.

Zhao Xin saw that the Imperial Forest Army guards next to Xiao Qian were not too close to her.

If Xiao Qian made a surprise attack and directly killed the prince on the high platform, the royal forest guards below would not be able to react at all.

"I'm in trouble, I'm going to have to speed up."

"Fortunately, the location of Ning Yunzhi is not the one closest to Xiao Qian."

Zhao Xin squeezed in at an accelerated speed while staring at Xiao Qian.

Fortunately, the closest to Xiao Qian was the feudal power standing on Ning Yunzhi's left, otherwise Zhao Xin was really afraid that he would not have time to rescue.

"There will be a topic for writing poems below, and ask the prince, the little prince and the feudal prince to write the most meaningful poems."

"The first topic is plum blossoms in winter."

"The prince, the little prince and the feudal prince can compose poems on rice paper again."

When the first seat of the Imperial Academy laughed, the old folds were stacked on top of each other, and they looked at everyone kindly.

"Plum blossoms in winter, this poem is not easy to write."

"It's bleak in winter, and it's even more white when it snows, which doesn't make people feel very good."

"Anyway, I can't write poems with a sense of plum blossoms, it depends on the power of His Royal Highness the Prince, the little prince and the poet immortal."

……

When the young talents of the Imperial Academy heard the title of the first seat, they were all stumped.

Plum blossom?

Zhao Xin can recite no less than ten poems, and each of them is an explosive existence!