"Good"

Chi Wan'er jumped up from her seat, her face hard to hide her excitement.

As soon as Han Qing's poem came out, it undoubtedly made her face quite bright, which is the best proof from the silence of the surrounding birds.

Otherwise, this group of people would not let go of the opportunity to ridicule her for not knowing anyone.

The little princess will not mention how happy she is, which means that she has made the right move in this unintentional move.

Even the old god who had been in the old god and didn't know his name had a smile on his face.

Looking at the existence of a poet in the stand, he was very relieved and couldn't help but raise his forehead frequently.

Han Qing's poem is not only neat and neat, but also rhymes evenly, and the whole poem is completed in one go, as if it is natural. There are mountains and rivers in the poem, and the requirements of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince are included in it at a glance, which is appropriate for the occasion, and it is simply a masterpiece of earth-shattering ghosts and gods.

It's no wonder that there is a brief pin drop in the first appearance of this poem.

Shock!

From the crown prince to the ninth princess, whether it is the dignitaries of the Mang clan who accompanied them, or the Confucian students and scholars who are inextricably linked to the meritorious forest, all of them respect this poem.

In fact, they can't find the slightest fault with their opponents' eyes, it's really perfect.

I didn't see that the Seventh Prince's face turned into the color of pig liver, and the more he mocked, the more it seemed that he took the initiative to stretch out his face and slap people in the face.

The two princesses looked at them at this moment, and the seventh brother seemed to be smiling in their eyes.

Shame, not to mention shame, the seventh prince is simply embarrassed to show up at his grandmother's house.

This silent humiliation is more uncomfortable than slapping him with a real knife.

He looked at the confident Liang Haoran with great grievances, and his eyes were resentful.

"Damn it, if you hadn't sworn before the game, why would this king be so embarrassed now. ”

The Seventh Prince felt that he had completely become a jumping clown jumping up and down just now, and he was even more heart-piercing than Liang Haoran, who was inferior in skills.

What Mang poetry is the first, bullshit, Gongdelin is also a scumbag.

At this moment, the seventh prince scolded Gongdelin up and down in his heart.

His face was pale and he slumped in his seat, his face gloomy and silent.

On the other side, Liang Haoran muttered to himself, as if he had lost his mind, and he was in disbelief at the first time.

He was the first person in the younger generation of the meritorious forest to compose poetry, how could he lose to a crippled boy who was not well known?

It was difficult for him to accept this result, who was he? He was the symbol of the Confucian sect of the Mang people, the outstanding student in the merit forest, when did he suffer this kind of defeat.

Any time you walk out of the meritorious forest, let him be the prince today, and he will be polite when he sees him.

But today, his tried-and-true pride and self-esteem were deeply bruised.

Liang Haoran asked himself, how could he, who had always been arrogant, accept that the undefeated legend had been defeated?

As soon as he thought of returning to Gongdelin and being ridiculed by that group of senior brothers and disciples, he wanted to go crazy.

"I am an undefeated legend, how could I be defeated? Your Royal Highness the Prince, you say, who is better than me or this cripple?"

Looking down at the meritorious Lin students who had lost their minds, the prince of the Mang clan had a gloomy face.

Is this the kind of goods that Gong Delin came out of? So vulnerable?

Although Chi Youer cursed Liang Haoran 10,000 times in his heart, in order to maintain his pro-people attitude, he still said patiently: "Liang Xuexue, victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers, and this king still appreciates your literary brilliance very much." ”

"No...... You're favoring this person, there's no way I'm going to lose, this cripple must be cheating, you can all testify, right?"

Liang Haoran had already lost his mind and started talking nonsense.

Han Qing was happy when he heard this, he didn't expect the psychological quality of this meritorious forest's students to be so poor.

I feel sorry for him in my heart.

"Bastard, do you treat this prince as a despicable villain who has rebelled?" Chi You'er was furious, and slapped the table in front of him with her hand.

The attendants around him were instantly silent, and they kowtowed to the ground in fright, "Your Highness is angry." ”

"Hmph"

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince snorted coldly and brushed his sleeves away, thinking that he could see Xiao Shi's ugliness, but it turned out to be a farce.

Thinking that this was the end of the matter, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince left, and several princes who had not said a word were about to get up and leave, when suddenly a loud roar pulled back everyone's attention.

I saw that Liang Haoran, who didn't get an accurate reply from Chi You'er, was so angry that he stretched out his hand into a claw and quickly grabbed Han Qing's neck.

"I'll kill you, you cheater. ”

Although Liang Haoran looked like he was crazy, he obviously did not completely lose his mind, and he knew that Han Qing was the most despicable big hat for a scholar before he started.

intends to ruin Han Qing's reputation, and of course he still wants him to die now.

In reality, some people can't see others being superior to themselves, and once they do, they will unscrupulously pour dirty water on others, intending to destroy others, in order to achieve their ulterior goals.

Everyone else is going to kill themselves, how can Han Qing endure it, the mud bodhisattva still has three points of earthiness.

was called by Liang Haoran for a long time, the Bodhisattva still has a low eyebrow day, King Kong still has angry eyes, and Han Qing is a living young man.

Uncle can endure grandma can't bear it.

In an instant, Han Qing made a decision in his heart, the eldest husband can know that the current affairs are handsome, but if he forbears it, it will make people feel weak and bullied.

When it's time to make a move, be straightforward.

Han Qing moved, and when Liang Haoran's hand changed from palm to claw, intending to crush his throat, he moved.

Han Qing's speed when he stepped into the Wind Realm was no longer what it used to be, the speed was more than three times faster, it was completely a change from qualitative change to quantitative change, plus at this moment, he unconsciously used Lingyun Step, and the speed was one step faster.

In Liang Haoran's shocked gaze, Han Qing took the first step in front of him, a hand like an iron tong pinched his throat, no matter how he struggled, he still didn't move.

"Hmm......"

Liang Haoran let out a difficult breathing sound from his mouth, and his face turned pale in a blink of an eye.

He was just in the same realm as Han Qing in the early stage of the Wind Realm, and he was caught off guard, not to mention him, it was a group of people who were about to get up and leave, and his eyes narrowed at this moment.

How dare this scholar from Jiuzhou do it in the Mang Clan?

What Han Qing did was beyond their understanding, and now they didn't know that Han Qing was a prisoner who came out of Huawai Prison, and they didn't know how they would feel when they knew.

"It's very comfortable to call a cripple, Brother Liang?" Han Qing's left hand was slightly forced, and Liang Haoran's face immediately distorted.

"Do you dare to kill me?" Liang Haoran was unmoved and calmed down, and he was sure that Han Qing would not dare to kill people in the Mang clan.

"Don't?" A coquettish cry came out of Chi Wan'er's mouth, although she didn't know Han Qing's past, but at this moment, she believed that this one-armed young man would really kill people for no reason.

People have reverse scales, and if they touch it, they will die.

In other words, Chi Wan'er had already killed Liang Haoran, but reason told her that Han Qing couldn't do this.

Because of Gongdelin's transcendent status, even her queen mother was quite jealous of this place.

Han Qing was unmoved, his arm slammed into force, and there was a click from Liang Haoran's neck

Ratch, and then his neck was crooked.

Say kill and kill, kill decisively, and don't drag the mud and water.

Liang Haoran is dead?

Chi Wan'er was shocked, and so were the others.

This Jiuzhou scholar really dared to kill someone?

Many people have not recovered from the shock, not to mention the shock of all, it is simply subversive of imagination.

"How dare he, doesn't he know that this is in the Mang Clan?" she muttered to herself, her tone full of disbelief.

Not to mention her, even Liang Haoran looked incredulous, and his face was still full of disbelief until he died.

The incident happened suddenly, and soon there was chaos in the field, and the ordinary attendants in the field shouted and filled the top of the mountain.

Everyone remembered this Jiuzhou person named Han Qing at this moment, and before leaving, everyone took a deep look before turning to leave.

Gongdelin's student was killed? This will definitely cause an uproar in the Mang clan, anyway, the person is Xiaoten, the headache is how she faces Gongdelin's blame, it has nothing to do with us, it is better to get out of this place as soon as possible.

At this moment, there are not a few people who have such thoughts, even a few Gongdelin students who came with Liang Haoran also left the top of the mountain in a hurry, and hurriedly went back to report.

"Grandpa Mai?"

"The old slave is here. ”

Chi Wan'er's face changed several times, and finally took a deep look at Han Qing, and then she opened her mouth to give an order to the father-in-law who was originally surnamed Mai, "I hope that the Gongdelin disciples who came today will not see the sun tomorrow." ”

"The old slave has an order. ”

Gonggong Mai took the order and left, and Han Qing, who had been watching this side, was relieved only then.

He doesn't regret killing Liang Haoran, how to end it is tricky, after all, this is in the Mang clan.

So he also wanted to see how Chi Wan'er would treat this matter.

He was satisfied, though he did not approve of her doing so.

Although it was a small-scale gathering, there were so many people that it was too difficult to keep the news from leaking.

However, all Chi Wan'er wants is for Gongdelin to know about this later, and give her time to maneuver.

She chose Han Qing after just a little weighing, after all, sometimes strangers are easier to make people new than familiar people.

"Thank you, princess!" Han Qing hugged his fists and bowed, sincerely.

"You surprised me?" Chi Wan'er seemed to see Han Qing for the first time, her good-looking eyes were full of curiosity.

"It's nothing, I'm sure the princess and I will do the same thing. ”

"Oh, tell me about it. Chi Wan'er looked directly into Han Qing's eyes, as if to determine the truth of what he said.

"It's nothing, if I keep patient, I believe the princess should suspect me of having a bad heart. After all, after all, I am a young man, a young man with edge, so that the princess can rest assured, otherwise the scheming should make the princess jealous. ”

Han Qing seemed to see through all the wise men, and his eyes shone with a strange brilliance.

"Haha, that's a good point. is worthy of being a great Confucian, and this discerning ability is indeed not weak. Now we can be honest with each other, when did you find out that I was doing a game, and what is the purpose of your approach?"

"From the moment my grandfather picked me up from prison, I realized that something was wrong, and it wasn't until I was about to reach the top of the mountain that my idea was confirmed. As for the purpose of approaching the princess, I just want the princess to take me out of that hellish place?"

"That's it?"

"That's all. ”

"Well, I believe you. ”

"Thank you. ”

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