Chai Lingwu and others are also waiting for the results.

As Chai Lingwu, who made a poem, he was quite happy in his heart.

With a smug look on his face.

This is a great opportunity to be in the limelight!

Young people like to be in the limelight, especially Chai Lingwu's age, who likes to express himself the most.

Not far away, several famous celebrities in Chang'an drank alone, silent.

Originally, they didn't want to come, but they came for the sake of the face of the Duke of China. Now that he knows that he wants to fight with Li Tai, he has already given birth to the intention of leaving.

This time, it is to join in the excitement and rub a meal of wine.

However, I thought that I would be involved in this battle for succession.

The Chai Lingwu brothers represent the crown prince, and now they are fighting with the king of Shu and the king of Wei, isn't it to seize the heir?

This kind of war for the royal family, if you are not careful, may be doomed, so they don't want to participate.

However, the fact that they do not want to participate does not mean that all the scholars are like them.

At this time, several children of the family were talking happily.

"It seems that the victory and defeat have been divided, we will win, although Erlang's poem is simple, but the victory is simple, not extravagant or cumbersome, simple and clear, but full of artistic conception, it is really rare." A gentleman said with a smile.

"However, I really can't imagine that Erlang is so quick and quick to think of this poem in less than half a pillar of incense, we are ashamed."

"Yes, it seems that I think I underestimated the heroes of this world."

"Talented, it's a young man like you."

“……”

Chai Lingwu listened, and his heart was even happier.

Whether it's true or not, he believes it anyway.

I can't wait to run out now and tell the world how good and how good I have made a poem.

At this time, in the hall on the first floor, a group of literati were also waiting anxiously.

"You say, who will be the person who can see the peony fairy here?" A chubby figure said.

"It must be me!" A handsome-looking man looked at everyone proudly and said, "A certain poem is a work of earth-shattering ghosts and gods, and it will definitely be able to move the heart of the peony fairy." ”

"Heh, look at you, you're not a big bully, but your tone is not small, what kind of thing are you? The peony fairy will definitely be moved by my sincerity this time, you people wait and see. A figure turned the golden wrench in his hand, extremely proud.

"Don't think about it, the whole Datang, who can do better than me? The person who can become the guest of the peony fairy this time must be me! ”

"Don't fight, this peony fairy values money, do you have wealth? A group of poor sour, at a glance, you know that it is a hard life! Just like you, are you embarrassed to call yourself a rich man? ”

"That's right, we're the real rich."

"As the so-called rich son marries, rich son marries, I have wealth, and the fairy is naturally going to marry me."

“……”

The crowd was talking, and no one could convince anyone.

All of them are extremely arrogant.

At this moment, a figure walked out of the wing room and stood at the gate.

Looking at the lively crowd, she said loudly: "The winner this time is the eldest grandson and his gang!" ”

"Why?"

"Yes, why?"

"Is it because of the power of his eldest grandson's family?"

"It's not fair, you can't favor Changsun Lian because that kid has a leg with your old bustard."

"Yes, it's not fair!"

“……”

The crowd was surging, and one by one they were filled with righteous indignation.

"See for yourselves, if you yourself can write better poems than this, we have nothing to say." The maid put the poem down slowly.

It hung about two meters above the ground.

The crowd gathered around.

"Mei Xue is not willing to fall in spring, the pen fee of the Sao Ren Pavilion is commented on, the plum is three points white, but the snow loses the fragrance of the plum." Someone read it aloud.

"What kind of poem is this? It's just bullshit, I can write ten poems a day, no, I can do a hundred poems a day! A pot-bellied man loudly expressed his displeasure.

"That's right, such a poem doesn't make sense at all! Where is my golden toad king eight poems domineering? Another figure said in a loud voice.

"There's nothing poetic about it at all, what is that?"

"It's just, it's just an insult to our literary talent!"

“……”

One by one, the noise was incomparable.

At this time, a figure hurriedly ran into Li Ke's room and told Li Ke about the situation outside.

When everyone heard that the winner was Changsun Jian and others, Li Ke's fists couldn't help but wrinkle slightly.

The crowd was silent for a while.

The rude people on the outside don't know poetry, but these people inside have been exposed to poetry since childhood, so when the poem came out, they couldn't help but be silent.

Good poetry!

Good poetry!

I really didn't expect that Wei Wangtai and his gang would be able to make such good poems.

"I understand, this poem must have been made by Princess Wei, and this King Tai of Wei took a woman's poem as his own, which is simply hateful and insulting!" Li Ke said angrily.

"I really didn't expect that this Wei Wangtai would be such a deceptive and famous-stealing person, and what kind of ability he has to compete with his own woman's poetry!"

"Wei Wangtai is too shameless!"

"The villain's behavior too!"

“……”

Under the leadership of Li Ke, everyone began to criticize Li Tailai.

At this time, Chai Lingwu and others also got the news, knowing that the winner was the eldest grandson Li Tai and his gang, and they hated it one by one!

"What could be so? In this competition, it should be me who wins, so what kind of literary talent do Changsun Jian and Li Tai have to be able to make such poems? Chai Lingwu's brows furrowed tightly, and he said, "One is wrong, they must be mistaken!" ”

"Squeak"

However, at this time, I only heard the wing room where Li Tai was, and the door opened.

A chubby figure walked out.

"You bastards, don't compare if you can't afford to lose, and make excuses for yourself if you lose, are you ashamed?" The eldest grandson looked at the crowd below, with a hint of disdain on his face.

Then, he said loudly: "A master asked me to bring you a word, you grandsons wash their ears and listen!" ”

"Trash!" He said arrogantly: "Don't get me wrong, I'm not targeting any of you, I'm saying that all of you here are rubbish!" ”

After saying that, he quickly ran into the house.

It's really exciting to run after loading B.

There was a sound of abuse outside, and many people wanted to rush up and beat Changsun Chuan fiercely.

If it weren't for the eldest grandson's father and the eldest grandson Wuji, based on what he just said, it is estimated that someone would have stabbed several holes with a knife.

(End of chapter)