Weigh your talent by the literary scale, and distinguish the advantages and disadvantages of the poems.

This method can be said to be simple and direct, and there is no need for people to judge which poem is good or bad, and there is no need to fight for the red face, elevate one's own poems and belittle the poems of one's opponents.

It is clear which is more important at a glance.

The poems of the two people were placed on the title.

The two manuscripts, which were originally unremarkable, suddenly burst into brilliance, as bright as the moon, and faintly overflowing with colorful light.

This is talent.

On weekdays, it is not obvious in the poems, but once it is placed on the literary title, the literary title stimulates the talent and makes the talent appear.

And once the talent is revealed, the weight immediately has a noticeable change.

Li Xiuyuan's poems are heavier, and the nickname sags down, while Li Liangjin's poems also have talent, but the talent is less than Li Xiuyuan's, not as heavy as his, and the nickname is also pressed up by his talent.

"How is it possible, the talent in my poems is not as good as this martial artist. Li Liangjin was furious.

He can admit that his skills are not as good as others, but he definitely doesn't want to admit that his talent will not even be as good as Li Xiuyuan, which is simply the biggest humiliation for himself.

is just a martial artist, and the poems he writes are better than his own proud works?

Wen Quxing said: "Your poetry is not without talent, but the talent is much lighter than the poetry and literature of the saints in the world, this time the literary fight is that you lose, although the god has a preference, but it will not distort the facts, winning is winning, losing is losing, skills are not as good as people, now you have nothing to say, if you don't see the saints in the world, my literary title will definitely not be used to weigh the poetry of people like you." ”

After speaking, he snorted again, looking very dissatisfied.

Li Liangjin's face changed and changed at the moment, he never thought that he would lose to Li Xiuyuan, a martial artist, if he beat his own poetry, he would not be able to judge it unfairly, but now it is an ironclad fact that he weighs his talent above the literary title, which makes him difficult to argue.

Aggrieved, ashamed and angry.

At this moment, his heart was full of feelings, and he wanted to be angry, but he couldn't initiate it.

As a prince and grandson, he has never encountered such humiliation since he was a child.

Li Xiuyuan didn't pay attention to what he was thinking, but said: "I am willing to gamble and lose, you lost to me in the first game, and you also lost to me in the second game, I won the Wendou this time, according to the previous agreement, you not only owe me 30,000 taels of silver, but also take Hu Hei and other foxes to leave Qingshan, return the residence here to Hu Han, and never set foot here again." ”

Hu Han also stood up in surprise, and said to Hu Hei: "You black-skinned fox saw it, this time we won the competition, you lost, hurry up and get out of me, if you dare to come here one step again in the future, I will pick your skin and make your fur into a shoulder." ”

"Old fellow......" Hu Hei gritted his teeth at the moment, and when he saw Hu Han's triumphant appearance, he wanted to tear his mouth apart.

But he naturally won't lose control so easily, and when he knew that Li Xiuyuan was a saint in the world, he understood that this time the competition was more than auspicious.

"Hehe, you black-skinned fox still has today, you weren't very capable before, you have the ability to bite me, bite me. Hu Han looked arrogant and constantly mocked Hu Hei.

Looking at him like that, let alone Hu Hei, even Li Xiuyuan had the urge to teach this old man a lesson.

Hu Hei is indeed very patient, and he can be indifferent to such ridicule, just clenching his fists, gritting his teeth and skimming his head, not looking at this Hu Han.

When Hu Han saw his deflated look, he laughed again, and he was as happy as he was.

"Li Liangjin, why don't you speak, don't you want to repay the debt?" Li Xiuyuan said.

Li Liangjin said hatefully: "This son will repay the debt? 30,000 taels of silver This son will naturally give it to you, one day come to my mansion in person to ask for it, Jinling City Marquis Mansion, you will not admit your mistake, however, I am unwilling in my heart for today's competition, because the Wenqu star you invited is unfair and unconvincing, next time you will not have such good luck, this son will win back with interest, don't bully the prince and prince, life and death are difficult to know." ”

After speaking, with full of anger, he stepped forward and took away his manuscript from the title: "Wenquxing, you said that my poems are not worthy of being placed on your title, in the eyes of Ben Gongzi, my poems are called like a seller, and that is the humiliation of Ben Gongzi." ”

After speaking, he stretched out his foot and kicked over the case, and the god position of Wen Quxing above, as well as the text title, all fell to the ground.

"Hu Hei, let's go, this Qingshan has been given to this martial artist, my Hou Mansion has countless acres of land in Jinling City, and there are thousands of houses, so don't worry about not being able to accommodate you. ”

Hu Hei's face changed, but at this moment he also understood that he and Li Liangjin had been tied together, even if he wanted to get rid of the connection, he couldn't get rid of it, so he had to make a fox and howl a little bit, calling all the big and small foxes in the green mountains, and preparing to take them out of here with Li Liangjin.

You can't beat others, and you can't compete with others.

This green mountain can't be held here, so it can only be given up.

Wen Quxing's face was a little ugly at the moment looking at the god position and the title of the god who was knocked to the ground, as a god in the sky, it is understandable that the god was knocked over, after all, there are so many temples and gods in the world, there are always places that cannot be taken care of, it is understandable that people feel that they are not effective, but the above title is his most cherished treasure, how can he not be angry when he is trampled like this.

The clay figurines still have three points of fire, let alone the gods in the sky.

"Your attitude and disrespect have made this god feel angry, and you have overturned the god's position and title, if this god leaves so easily by you, wouldn't it make the ghosts and gods of the world laugh at me Wenquxing Scholar for a long time, and I have become weak and deceitful?" Wen Quxing said with anger in his tone: "Today itself has deprived you of your literary temperament, so that your talent will completely disappear, and you will never be able to write poetry in the future." ”

Li Liangjin turned around and said angrily: "This son is the life of the prince, and the ghosts and gods dare not offend me, so you can also deprive me of my temperament?"

Wenqu Xing smiled angrily and said: "This god is Wenqu Xing, he controls the temperament of the people in the world, what about the life of your prince, does this god still need to look at your life if he wants to take away your temperament?"

After speaking, he looked at Li Liangjin's big sleeves, and suddenly a breath as white as moonlight flew out of his body with a few colored lights and drilled into his sleeves.

Li Liangjin was furious and wanted to scold him, but found that his head was empty for a while, but he couldn't remember some scolding words, only some swear words stayed in his mind, so he subconsciously blurted out: "What did your fucking dog do to Ben Gongzi?"

Wen Quxing said coldly: "Your temperament has been taken away by the gods, and you will be able to do it yourself in the future, if you continue to act so arrogantly and recklessly, beware that your life has been broken by you." ”

"Dog thing, dare to take away the gentleman's temperament, do you really think that this son's temperament is easy to bully?" Li Liangjin was already in a bad mood, and he was so made by Wen Quxing that he was angry at the moment.

Regardless of whether he is a dead champion or a Wenqu star in the sky, he immediately rolled up his sleeves and prepared to beat this Wenqu star violently.

"If you dare to be rude, this god will not only take away your style, but also take away your pen, so that you will never be able to write in the future. After speaking, Wen Quxing strode over and grabbed Li Liangjin's palm.

Obviously, Li Liangjin did not have a pen in his hand, but Wen Quxing took away an ink pen.

After losing the pen, Li Liangjin felt as if something was missing in his hand, but after feeling it carefully, he didn't find anything wrong.

He knew that he was only afraid of being taken away by Wenqu Xing again.

"Since my writing and pen and ink are gone, I'm not afraid of you dog, come on, take down this old guy for me, my son will beat him hard. Li Liangjin lost his mind in anger, and even wanted to fight the Wenqu Star in the sky.

Li Xiuyuan has been standing by and watching the play, and this matter has nothing to do with him.

It's his business that he wants to get into trouble with Wen Quxing, and he doesn't get involved.

However, Li Liangjin is indeed stupid, what if he is considered a prince's destiny? He actually dares to do this to Wenqu Xing, who is in charge of the fortunes of the world, and in the future, he is only afraid that his children and grandchildren will want to study and write and gain fame.

The road has been cut off from here.