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Li wanted to know that Xue Daolin had gained the benefits of the Li family and wanted to suppress Yang Chen.

But the rules of the newspaper.

Any manuscript submitted must be reviewed by Xue Daolin, otherwise, it will definitely not be published.

Yang Chen smiled: "Since it is the rules of the newspaper, let's do things according to the rules, don't go beyond it, and ask for advice, who is this Xue Daolin and where is the person?"

Li Xiang said boldly: "Let's go, follow me, I know he is there." ”

With Yang Chen, he walked through several corridors.

There is a clear house in sight.

"Lord Snow, are you there?"

Li Xiang's rough voice sounded outside the house.

Then he shouted and pushed open the door of the house and walked in.

in the room.

A middle-aged scholar is writing at his desk.

He didn't lift his head either.

Lang Lang's voice came out: "You kid, every time you do this, every time you come to me, you are on a rampage, where is the etiquette you learned from reading?"

"Tell me, what's the matter with you making you so angry?"

Li Xiang walked over in one step.

"Lord Xue, don't be busy yet, I'm bringing a poem by a great talent, and I ask you to review it, this poem, several of us have read it, and it's very well written. ”

Xue Daolin scolded with a smile: "You all think it's good, what are you looking for me for?"

Smiled and raised his head.

I saw Yang Chen at a glance.

The expression was stunned.

Xue Daolin knew Yang Chen.

Some people from Wenbao also went to participate in the Winter Plum Poetry Meeting held in Xiyuan.

The Li family even sent a portrait of Yang Chen.

Moreover, Xue Daolin himself also participated in the suppression of Yang Chen's literary name.

Now, real people are in front of them.

It made Xue Daolin feel a little embarrassed.

However, in the end, it was the person who presided over the newspaper, and his mentality quickly adjusted, with a smile on his face.

looked at Yang Chen with a smile.

"Yang Chen, Yang is a great talent, he is really a great talent, and the arrival of distinguished guests has made my small newspaper shine a lot!"

"I don't know what kind of masterpiece Yang Caizi has made?"

Yang Chen smiled faintly and saluted with a fist: "The student has seen Lord Xue, and it is not a masterpiece, it is just a poem written yesterday when I felt it." ”

"Please review it and take a look, can it be printed and published in the newspaper?"

Li Xiang handed over the manuscript of the poem.

Sell charcoal!

Xue Daolin's eyes shrank.

Of course he knew the poem.

When the poem was written, the light of the text shot the rainbow, which alarmed many Confucian scholars in Weicheng.

Even he himself was alarmed.

It's just that this poem is a satirical poem of the Li family.

Xue Daolin secretly calculated.

Should this poem be released?

The poem is a good poem, but once such a good poem is released and the poem is sung, the reputation of the Li family will also plummet with such a poem.

glanced at Yang Chen.

Xue Daolin took the charcoal seller and seemed to be looking at it very seriously.

In fact, at this moment, his thoughts had already drifted to other places.

I have been in Weicheng for many years, presiding over the newspaper, and I have received a lot of things from the Li family openly and secretly.

Now that the Li family has something to do, he has to help cover it up somewhat.

Besides, good poems are all bursts of inspiration and clever hands.

Yang Chen also had a burst of inspiration, so he wrote a few good poems in one go.

The current Yang Chen doesn't know Confucianism, and he doesn't know how to gather literary qi and condense Shinto seeds.

Therefore, such a good poem only made Yang Chen famous.

The rest......

Nothing can be found.

Moreover, Yang Chen is only a white body and has no power.

"This poem is superb!"

Xue Daolin finally finished thinking about the stakes and had a plan in his heart, so he spoke:

"But ......"

Li Xiang's face changed, once everything happened, the ending would probably not be too good.

He wanted to speak, but with a glance of his eyes, he saw that Yang Chen was very calm, standing there lightly, thinking that Yang Chen must have a plan, so he temporarily suppressed the unhappiness in his heart and waited for Xue Daolin to finish speaking.

"However, this poem of yours is not suitable for the above!"

Yang Chen knew that Xue Daolin was dissatisfied with him, but it was the first time he had seen this person, and there had never been any unpleasantness between the two.

Why did Xue Daolin do this to himself?

You must know that as soon as this charcoal seller comes out, the light of the text shines on the rainbow, and it is definitely a rare famous article.

Such a famous article also plays a very important role in improving the quality of the newspaper, and no one can easily refuse such a famous article that is enough to be passed down to the world.

Among them, there must be a trick that I don't know.

Yang Chen glanced at Xue Daolin blankly, a little puzzled: "Lord Xue, since this charcoal seller is well written, why can't he be published in the newspaper?"

Li wanted to stand aside and wonder, why is this?

The poem of Wenguang shooting the sun rainbow is a poem that has never appeared in Weicheng.

How can such a psalm not be reported?

How can you not be eligible to report?

Xue Daolin's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a treacherous look: "Yang Dacaizi, it should be the first time to submit to the newspaper, and I don't know the rules of the newspaper." ”

"If you want to publish poetry in our newspaper, you must not only be very good at learning, but also have both talent and morality. ”

"But Yang Dacai, you have it, but your virtue is insufficient. ”

Lack of virtue?

Yang Chen's eyes also narrowed, and a wave of anger surged out.

This time, he could see that this snow road was clearly deliberately looking for faults.

not only found fault, but also deliberately belittled himself and slandered his literary name, with very sinister intentions.

Suppressing anger.

He knew that it would be useless to be angry at this time, and if he was impulsive, he would even break things.

Silently recite the true body scriptures of the Heavenly Enlightenment.

An innate god holding a jade ruyi appeared in his mind.

The body of this innate deity, the runes flowed, and the glow of the sun shone brightly, illuminating the vast world of the void.

As soon as the innate god came out, a cool breath traveled all over the body, and the whole body was hot and dry because of anger, and suddenly it was cold, and the whole person also calmed down.

Without anger, Yang Chen's mind became very clear.

The whole person also became full of majesty because the image of the innate god appeared in his mind.

God is mighty, and God is as graceful as the sea.

The tone was very calm but very indifferent: "Lord Xue, I Yang Chenhan has studied hard, although I have never had great virtues, but I also know, don't take evil as small, don't take good as small, but I don't know where my virtue is insufficient, and please ask adults for advice, in the next three provinces a day." ”

Don't take evil as small, don't take good as small!

"Good sentence, so profound, Brother Yang is worthy of being a great talent, and the export is a chapter, which is alarming!"

Li Xiang listened to this sentence.

The eyes are lit up.

When I think of what I did in the past, I can't help but cry.

I sighed that I had done many bad and ridiculous things in the past, and when I think about it today, I am very ashamed.

As soon as such a thought-provoking sentence came out, the surrounding vitality flowed around Yang Chen.

The vitality vibrate, like a yellow bell and a morning bell, ringing leisurely.

"Don't take evil as small, don't take good as small!"

The sound was incessant, and it spread throughout the newspaper and its surrounding places.

"The Voice of the Holy Word?"

"This sentence caused the Confucianism and Taoism to sound the holy sound!"

And when Xue Daolin heard this, his heart shook, and the Shinto seed condensed in his mind burst violently, and the Wen Qi flowed out, the light was dazzling, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"You've hurt my Shinto roots?"