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"You...... You dare to be disrespectful to Your Majesty!" Lian Yun's plane was red-eared.

"It's you who are disrespectful to Your Majesty, can you help Your Majesty make the decision?" Zi Baifeng smiled coldly and pulled the clothes on his body, "Besides, why am I late, don't you know what to do?" You are a good killer, in order to eliminate competitors, you did not hesitate to buy the murderer, I admire it!"

The word Pei was very long, and the tone was very heavy, as if it was a word for bah.

"You...... You're spewing blood!" Lian Yunping said angrily.

"Phew!" Zi Baifeng took another sip, he had just been injured, and there was some blood foam churning in his mouth, which suddenly sprayed on Lian Yunping's face and the answer sheet in front of him, and said: "I'm a bloody squirter, what's wrong with you!

"You...... You ......" finally finished writing the answer sheet, but it was sprayed with blood mist by Zi Baifeng, how could Lian Yunping endure it? He jumped up: "You are looking for death!"

"Looking for your mother!" Zi Baifeng was afraid of him, he rolled up his sleeves and planned to teach this bastard a lesson, anyway, sooner or later he would kill this guy with a sword.

"That's enough!" the king slammed the table, and the whole hall shook.

"Hmph. Zi Baifeng turned his face, which means that you are lucky today, uncle, I don't have the same knowledge as you.

"Above the main hall, don't make a noise! Continue answering the question immediately!" Lord Chi shouted angrily, helping King Zhen to shake the field.

While motioning for someone to help Zi Baifeng send the four treasures of the study, he glanced at Zi Baifeng, meaning that he would accept it when he saw it.

Zi Baifeng smiled slightly, sat down with his buttocks, crooked to the side, put on a comfortable posture of lying on the cliff drunk, supported his head with a fist, lazily picked up the pen, and wrote with a brush.

At this moment, the door of the main hall was opened again, and the Wild Bull King walked in happily, found his place, and sat down with a smile on his face, looking at the young talents below.

The power of the Wild Bull King is amazing, he feels that he is smiling more kindly than his grandmother, but the students below are so frightened that they bow their heads one by one and dare not speak again, and only Zi Baifeng and Lian Yunping are still the same.

Seeing Zi Baifeng, a complicated look flashed in the eyes of the Barbarian Bull King, and he lowered his head, and looked at his nose and nose like everyone else.

Lian Yunping glared at Zi Baifeng angrily for a long time, reluctantly asked for another piece of paper, and began to transcribe his answer sheet, under the anger, the words naturally could not be so neat, the more anxious he was, the more he could not write well.

On the other hand, Zi Baifeng, although the sitting posture is not very upright, the pen is like flowing water, the handwriting is not particularly neat, but there is a different kind of free taste.

The adults present are all good eyesight, staring at Zi Baifeng's pen one by one, and a few people who like calligraphy even began to shake their heads.

The Wild Bull King was also attracted to attention, pinching his beard and nodding frequently.

Zi Baifeng's writing speed was extremely fast, and when Zi Baifeng and Lian Yunping had finished copying, Master Chi looked at King Zhen's face, walked to the middle, and announced: "It's time!"

In fact, it is only noon, and it is still too early before the palace test time, but today's heavy snow hits the city, and there are still many things to do to come to the king.

Naturally, the officials of the Ministry of Etiquette put away the test papers.

As soon as the answer sheet was received here, Lian Yunping and Zi Baifeng stared at each other.

"Thieves, literary thieves, book thieves, plagiarists, pirated dogs, character scum......" Zi Baifeng flipped his mouth, and a series of infamy was put on Lian Yunping's head, which was justified.

If it is said that bullying men and women and pretending to be forced to show off, Lian Yunping is estimated to have a lot of experience in this kind of thing, but when he scolds and fights with others, it is estimated that ten even Yunping is not as good as Zi Baifeng, not to mention that Zi Baifeng did not tell a lie at all.

"You ......" Lian Yunping's eyes widened, pointing at Zi Baifeng, wanting to scold Zi Baifeng.

"Ignorant and inhumane, no discipline, no education, no one in life, no one raises wild children, no one wants me to buy a pure milk hiking bag last year, ......" Zi Baifeng's mouth seemed to be completely uncontrollable, and he looked around and looked at the entire hall while spewing out various words like a machine gun.

Even Yunping opened his mouth and wanted to interject, but he couldn't keep up with Zibaifeng's rhythm, and Zibaifeng didn't even have a punctuation mark or syncopation.

The difference in strength is too great...... Lian Yunping realized this very painfully.

Your mother...... Your mother, your mother, your mother!

He could only groan in pain in his heart.

Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and suddenly shouted: "Your Majesty!"

In fact, King Zhen had already seen the unequal and tragic battle on this side, he couldn't bear to witness it, so he turned to the side and pretended not to see it, but at this time, he couldn't pretend not to see it, and turned his head.

"Your Majesty, Zi Baifeng insulted the minister five times, framed the minister, the minister can bear it anymore, and the minister implores Zi Baifeng to be able to judge this public case in front of all the adults and young talents. Lian Yunping said angrily.

"Load, keep loading. Zi Baifeng pouted.

A trace of displeasure flashed on King Yuan's face, he was not interested in the so-called public case between Lian Yunping and Zi Baifeng.

He also disliked Lian Yunping's entanglement very much.

But the King of Zhongshan is here, he can't be in front of the King of Zhongshan, and he doesn't give Lian Yun a face.

If there is no accident, Lian Yunping will be the future king of Zhongshan.

And Zi Baifeng should be a future minister of supervision, and he actually likes to see the contradiction between the two.

King Zhen hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "A little misunderstanding, it's okay to solve it, how do you want to break it?"

"Your Majesty, at that time, Zi Baifeng framed the minister for plagiarizing his verses, and today the minister implored His Majesty to let me and Zi Baifeng rewrite it again, and divide the winner and loser, who is the plagiarist. Lian Yunping glared at Zi Baifeng angrily and said.

The king nodded slightly, looked left and right, everyone had different expressions, but the king of the wild bull clapped his hands and said, "Okay, dignified, open-minded, who will not be cleared soon?"

King Zhen was helpless, nodded and said, "Since this is the case, then I will approve it." ”

Lian Yunping glanced at Zi Baifeng deeply, and said, "Your Majesty, please ......write first," he sneered and looked at Zi Baifeng, "If not, Zi Baifeng is afraid that he doesn't even have the object of imitation, and he can't write a word." ”

Zi Baifeng shook his head speechlessly, saying that some liars repeat themselves over and over again, and sometimes they will lie and believe in it, is this the case with Lian Yunping?

In fact, Lian Yunping did this, in fact, because of four words, practice makes perfect.

He copied those lines of poetry day and night, to the point of memorizing them by heart. Whether it is emotion, artistic conception, or momentum, he can already express it naturally.

In this world, there are not only wonderful hands, which are natural, but also tempered, and practice makes perfect.

Lian Yunping asked himself that he had done everything he could do to the best, not to mention that Zi Baifeng was not necessarily the original work of the calligraphy and painting, even if it was, he asked himself if he could compare.

Even Yunping is indeed talented in calligraphy, and he has already eaten the words of Zi Baifeng and integrated them into himself.

Calligraphy, the master is the teacher, not necessarily learn Zibaifeng, will not be able to write better than Zibaifeng.

"Bring pen and ink. Lian Yunping stepped forward and said loudly.

Several officials from the Ministry of Rites looked at each other, and one of them ran down and came over with a blank roll of paper.

The long scroll was spread out, Lian Yunping absorbed the thick ink, one stroke went down, one stroke went straight to heaven and earth, and in an instant, the nose of the knife intent came to his face.

Zi Baifeng's color changed slightly, this guy actually imitated his knife intent that day by seven or eight points, and then added his own comprehension of the knife intent, although it is not exactly the same as Zi Baifeng's words, but it is already difficult to distinguish the advantages and disadvantages.

As he wrote down with a pen, the condensed sword intent filled the entire hall, and among the candidates, there were also some people who were not monks, and at this time they were already trembling with fright, their faces turned pale, and they sat down on the ground, trembling, as if the overwhelming sword qi was surging.

"The young Venerable Master is called Huaisu, and the cursive writing is unique in the world. The ink pool flew out of the Beiming fish, and the pen killed the mountain rabbit. The weather was cold in August and September, and the drunkard ...... "The last time Zi Baifeng wrote here, he was interrupted by a small stone, and he didn't continue below."

Zi Baifeng wanted to see how Lian Yunping was going to write.

"The weather was cool in August and September, and the drunkards were arrogant. The residual incense paved the golden light road, and a stroke was like a knife shattering the sun. ”

Zi Baifeng pouted slightly, if it was about poetry, he didn't dare to compare himself with Li Bai, but if it continued, I was afraid that it wouldn't be so ugly, this continuation behind Lian Yunping was too bland, too boring, and the madness in front was almost all gone.

Zi Baifeng shook his head lightly and sighed.

Everyone present was amazed, and even the ministers who were sitting at the top of the country nodded again and again, obviously feeling that the word Lian Yunping and this poem were all of the highest quality.

Chi Yanbai quietly leaned close to Zi Baifeng's side, pulled his sleeve, and said, "Brother Zi, can you do it......?"

Obviously, he is not very optimistic about Zi Baifeng anymore.

Over there, Master Chi glared at him, and he hurriedly slipped back to his position, tiptoeing, looking at Zi Baifeng's side.

After Lian Yunping finished writing, when his handwriting was a little dry, he immediately propped up his hands and showed it to everyone, and then he looked at Zi Baifeng provocatively - this word, he asked himself that it was better than Zi Baifeng's.

In fact, this character is indeed better than the original Zi Baifeng's handwriting.

Zi Baifeng is just testing the ink casually, and the mood is just casually, not deliberately, not stable, and not lasting.

He doesn't have much understanding of the way of the sword, so naturally he can't compare to Lian Yunping's tempering.

But the current Zibaifeng is no longer the Zibaifeng of that time.

Every circumstance, for Zi Baifeng, is a kind of spiritual improvement and experience.

And every kind of experience, for Zi Baifeng, is an improvement on calligraphy.

There is no way, the body that Zi Baifeng crossed over is so awesome, even if Zi Baifeng did not cross into this body, this Zi Baifeng will definitely not be a thing in the pool.