Qiao Jun's eyes swept over Zhang Yuanyi, quickly looked away, and continued: "Hurry up and take a seat, don't disturb the competition!"

Facing Zhang Yuanyi, who suddenly broke into the square with a sword, many people looked sideways, but it was no longer unusual to see Zhang Yuanyi go to Gao Yan's place.

No one in the entire Chaohu Academy knows that Gao Yan's students are disobedient to discipline one by one, and they are extremely stubborn, if it weren't for the lack of malice at the root, I'm afraid it would have caused public outrage and cleaned up.

Facing the onlookers of everyone, Zhang Yuan quickly left the square, and saw the extremely characteristic hill at a glance, and went away.

The little monkey who had been packed up by Gao Yan before saw Zhang Yuanyi as if he had seen a savior, and while the master was distracted, he hurriedly ran to Zhang Yuanyi's side, pulled Zhang Yuanyi's shoulders, and said with a handful of snot and tears: "Yuanyi, why did you come, you don't know how worried I am about you, if I wasn't 'entangled' by the master, I can't wait to find you without participating in the competition!"

Wang Teng was afraid to pat Zhang Yuanyi's dirt on his head, glanced at Zhang Yuanyi's bloodstained ragged green shirt again, frowned slightly and asked, "What's the matter? ”

Zhong Shi took out a thin piece of clothing from the ring ruler and handed it to Zhang Yuanyi, "Put it on the outside first, at least it looks more comfortable." ”

Zhang Yuanyi took the clothes, and while putting them on, he replied: "I was practicing before, and I accidentally overdid it, so it's not a big deal." ”

can practice and vomit blood, and it can be said that it is no big deal, it is estimated that there is only Zhang Yuanyi alone.

Han Mu handed over an elixir and said in a reproachful tone: "You guy, people practice to survive, and your cultivation is completely playing with your life." Hurry up and take this Zengyuan Pill and slow down your mind a little. ”

He was right, although Zhang Yuanyi had only been in Chaohu Academy for a long time, this guy had not been seriously injured once or twice.

Although it is said that young people are in good health and energetic, even their iron physique can't withstand such a toss!

vomiting blood at both ends in three days, fainting every three or five times, Han Mu thought that if he had broken his belief in cultivation a long time ago, in the eyes of those Taoist people who practiced the small world of human beings, it was estimated that he would not even have the idea of cultivating the Tao.

Zhang Yuanyi touched his nose in embarrassment, patted the Qiankun bag, and said with a smile: "Aren't you humiliating me, don't forget that I'm an alchemist, when did I miss these pills of yours?"

Although he said that, he still accepted Han Mu's kindness and took the Zeng Yuan Dan.

Zhang Yuanyi suddenly remembered something and asked everyone: "By the way, I want to ask you something, these days I am busy recuperating from injuries and cultivation, I don't know if Miss Yu Lin's illness has been cured?"

Wang Teng replied: "Don't worry, thanks to your Qingling Pill, the medicine will get rid of the disease, not only will the disease be cured, but even the dark spots on the face will slowly fade, Yu Anping said, I will invite you to eat hot pot another day, I must let you taste enough!"

Zhang Yuan nodded, since Yu Lin was fine, it would be good, he replied: "That's good, I just didn't taste enough last time, and it would be good for everyone to get together again when the time comes." ”

......

While everyone was chatting, the competition quietly kicked off.

According to the past practice, the competition is in the front, and the martial arts test is in the back, and this year is no exception.

I saw Qiao Jun hanging above the void, and there was an extra jade wat with seven-colored light in his hand out of thin air, facing the square, pointing far away, and there were ripples in front of him under the tap, and the ripples shook and rolled up in a circle, forming a huge whirlpool in an instant, and a magnificent color building slowly rose from the whirlpool, sparkling.

The eaves of the color building are pecked high, the dog's teeth are wrong, the couplets are hung on the corners of each eaves, the breeze blows, and the fluttering is moving.

On the couplet, there are inscriptions with golden poems, all of which are generous and glorious people on the literary comparison of Chaohu Academy in the past, recording their poems on the color building, and inheriting them forever.

The mountain is not high, there are fairies and spirits. The water is not deep, and if there is a dragon, it will be spiritual.

The drunkard's intention is not in the wine, but in the mountains and rivers.

There is no way to go to Pengshan, and the blue bird is diligent to visit.

Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward.

The worries of the world are worried, and the joys of the world are happy.

......

When the color building rises, the whole Jinshan Mountain literary movement is made into a number of additions, and the rich literary movement makes people feel like facing the vast ocean, and the mind is also opened up here, and the mood is peaceful.

Above the color building, a narrow ladder for only one person to walk alone, laid out from top to bottom, like the opening and closing of the canopy, the Milky Way hangs upside down, and the weather is thousands!

Zhang Yuanyi was so shocked by such a series of scenes that he was speechless, he loved books so much in the past, but the "Book of Songs" left to him by Brother Dayong He is still with him now, and it is well preserved.

Later, when he met his master, he never stopped reading, and he also read a lot of all kinds of books.

Seeing such a beautiful color building, how could he not arouse a little joy in his heart.

But he also knows what level he is, if he really wants him to come forward and write a few poems, I'm afraid it will still be difficult for people to see, after all, Zhang Yuanyi has only seen a lot so far, but he has really written very little, and the poems and texts have been seen and written are completely two different concepts.

Zhang Yuan glanced at the people around him, but found that the little monkey was gearing up at the moment, excited, he couldn't help but ask: "Is Tang Chi also going to compete, why do you see that you are so nervous and excited?"

The little monkey stared at the ladder above the colorful building, and replied: "It is impossible to participate in the competition, it is impossible to participate in this life, and only by appreciating and appreciating the literary talents of the same family can you live like this." ”

Zhang Yuan was confused one by one.

Han Mu helped explain: "This guy is just a lust fan, in previous years, there would be a disciple of the Wenbi Conference who served as the person selected by the literary world, this year I heard that it was a beautiful female student, these days the little monkey is asking around, but it is very well hidden, I don't know who it is, but this guy is in a hurry." ”

The little monkey pursed his lips and said disdainfully: "Go and go, everyone has a love for beauty, and you guy is embarrassed to come here to mock me?"

In the distance of the canopy, a black dress slowly walked and fell to the ground.

This person has beautiful black hair, a stack of fiber rope is simply tied, no powder, simple and simple, but beautiful.

This person holds a flat scale in his hand, slowly climbs the ladder, climbs the steps, step by step, not slowly, and finally walks to the top of the building, suddenly turns around, between the eyebrows and eyes are full of heroism and high spirits!

The audience was in an uproar!

Zhang Yuanyi was almost unstable, and he stumbled, "Why is she?!"

Zhang Yuanyi has never been afraid of anyone since he practiced, and he has never been afraid of anything, but there is only one person who always overwhelms him and disturbs his mind, this person is, entering Chaohu Academy with a double list of civil and military affairs, Princess of the Western Jin Dynasty, Yuwenjun!

According to the past practice, the people who can climb to the top of the color building and evaluate the literature than the poems must first have their own extremely high achievements, most of them are the predecessors who have been famous in the literary world for a long time, and the talented and beautiful people who are famous in Chaohu Academy.

Yu Wenjun, as the person who has reached the top of the civil and military double list, they have indeed heard of it, but she is a newcomer after all, can she really convince everyone in the face of a senior who is older than her and older than her?

Although most of the students and disciples have great doubts about this, since this is the choice of the academy, there is nothing to say, so let's believe in her strength for the time being.

A black dress is like a flower swaying on the other side in the night, and the colorful building is shining against the background.

Yu Wenjun's face was as pale as water, unprecedentedly calm, she looked down at the flat scale in her hand, and the master's teachings came to mind.

The woman, who was older but did not lose her charm at all, solemnly handed over this Chaohu Academy Supreme Treasure Flat Scale into her hands, and almost ordered: "Hold this to weigh the corporal of the world!"

Yu Wenjun returned the salute, "I will live up to the expectations of the master and lead the world!"

She slowly raised her eyes and looked around, she was very confident, there are countless heroines, who said that women are inferior to men?

At the beginning of the text, many students and disciples gathered under the color building, each person was limited to a poem, and the poem became a child with the poem manuscript on the color building.

Yuwenjun sat on the top of the colorful building, commented on the poems, and threw down the unsuccessful poems, and the pieces of paper fluttered.

A group of students are anxious in their hearts, each looking for their own poems in the floating poems, but if the poems they make float down, it means that they have been defeated and regretfully left.

Although Zhang Yuanyi did not participate in the literary competition, he could look at the manuscript paper flying all over the sky, as well as Yu Wenjun, who was struggling to write and have flying hair above the city, and only felt that there could be such a domineering woman in the world, so sassy and heroic.

Like an immortal sitting high, the emperor is coming, Yuwenjun has always been an innate detachment, and under the rebuke of the big pen, it seems that heaven and earth are shocked!

Zhang Yuan looked at the busy crowd in the field, saw a familiar figure at a glance, and said with slight surprise: "Is Han Mu also going to participate in this competition?"

In his impression, Han Mu has always been a lazy person, and it stands to reason that he will not be so attentive to these competitions, and another point is that Zhang Yuanyi really doesn't know what Han Mu's level is.

The little monkey smiled and said: "You look down on Han Mu, although people are a little stupid, but the level of poetry is still very desirable." ”

Under the color building, Han Mu is like a leisurely stroll, pacing leisurely.

Suddenly, a man who was chasing a flying paper manuscript, because he was only looking up at the manuscript paper, one accidentally bumped into Han Mu's body, and the man stumbled and fell backwards.

Han Mu hurriedly helped him steady and hurriedly asked, "Are you okay?"

The man was probably timid, looked frightened, bowed his head and apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." ”

Han Mu laughed, "What did this brother say, I stood well, but why did you almost fall on your own heels?"

The man scratched his head shyly and saluted, "In the lower Shen period, there is no reason to offend." ”

But before Han Mu could reply, another piece of manuscript paper fell from the sky, and the man ran in one step, "There are still important things to do, brother, let's talk next time!"

Han Mu looked at the back of the other party leaving in a panic and shook his head helplessly.

The deliberations took a long time, but they were tedious and unbearable, and after a while most people found the psalms they had made.

In the end, only two poems were left behind, and after a while, a piece of paper flickered and floated down, and the students and disciples scrambled to see it.

The law drives the spring turn, and the divine pond is like the Han Hui.

The twin stars move the old stones, and the lonely moon hides the ashes.

The war crane goes at the right time, and Enyu hopes to be lucky.

The mountain flowers ride around, and the embankment willow mantle city opens.

Siyi Hengfen sings, and stays at the banquet pickaxe cup.

Weichen carved decay, ashamed to see Yu Zhang.

The famous Shen Yan period.

Shen Yanqi suddenly regretted that he was almost a little bit, and he could win the top spot a little bit.

Then the last poem falls,

The spring Yu Lingchi will be opened, and the Cangbo tent will be opened.

Zhou Ling stone whale degree, chacha whisk bullfighting back.

The festival is all falling, and the willows are secretly urging in the late spring.

Xiangming looks at the bathing scene, burns and robs to distinguish the ashes.

Pickaxe drink Zhou Wenle, Fenge Han Wucai.

Don't worry about the end of the bright moon, there are night pearls.

Han Mu smiled, it was the one he did.

Yu Wenjun's comment on Shen Shi is: Shen and Han are evenly matched, and it is difficult to distinguish between the superior and the inferior, but Shen Shi's tail couplet: "Weichen carves decay, and is ashamed to see Yu Zhangcai." The tone of the words is exhausted, and it seems sluggish.

Yu Wenjun then judged: Han Shiwei couplet "Don't worry about the bright moon, there are night pearls." "Poetry is strong, and the aftertaste is long. Compared with the two poems, Han poems are slightly better.

Everyone admired Yu Wenjun's comments so much that they recognized her talent!