When Qing Yu and Jin Mingxuan came to Lingxian Pavilion again, the scene was already crowded.

When I came yesterday, Lingxian Pavilion was full, and the hall was full of visitors. I thought this would be a grand occasion. Today, it seems that this is not full, it is all overflowing, okay?

Feng Jiu has dominated the field for more than ten days, and many princes and disciples who have bullied Feng Jiu in the past don't want to come over to see his proud face. But today, after hearing that Feng Jiu was defeated yesterday, he came to challenge again today, and many of Feng Jiu's old opponents came to call friends. What could be more heart-warming than humiliating your opponent.

"It's coming, it's coming, Jin Mingxuan is here. I don't know who shouted.

Everyone looked at the door.

"Brother Jin, you will win······"

"Brother Jin, hit his cheek ······"

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The hall was full of people cheering for Jin Mingxuan. The literati are light, if it was in the past, Feng Jiu had not been so unbearable, but his previous ten days of hegemony had greatly fallen the face of many literati, in the eyes of those people, Feng Jiu almost pointed at them and said, "Everyone present is rubbish." Because of this, Jin Mingxuan, who can win Feng Jiu, is so popular.

Of course, if Jin Mingxuan defeats Feng Jiu, and also dominates the heavenly field for more than ten days, the next person who is disgusted may be replaced by him.

"Brother Jin, it's time for you to perform. Qing Yu said to Jin Mingxuan.

"With Brother Meng's support, this battle will be won. Jin Mingxuan said confidently.

With a flick of the sleeves of his robe, Jin Mingxuan folded his fan and shook it gently, and walked towards tonight's "battlefield" with high spirits.

And Qing Yu silently disappeared into the crowd and watched quietly.

In the middle of the lobby on the first floor, Feng Jiu's face was mixed with envy and jealousy, looking at Jin Mingxuan, who was welcomed by everyone. This was the purpose of his coming to Lingxian Pavilion, but now, it was realized in someone else, how could this not make him envious and jealous.

"Okay, now that Jin Gongzi has arrived, let's start tonight's poetry competition. The bustard shouted.

"Two sons, which of you will come first. ”

"I'll arrive later, and let the ninth prince wait for a long time, which is considered rude, so let me come first. Jin Mingxuan folded the fan and struck his hand with a fan.

"Brother Jin, it seems that the victory is in hand. Feng Jiu looked at Jin Mingxuan with a gloomy face.

Poetry competition, the first to come out, there is no advantage or disadvantage, but most people will want to see the opponent's quality first, and think about it later. Generally, those who choose to come first must have the certainty of victory in their hearts.

"Naturally. ”

"Clouds want clothes, flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon.

If it weren't for the jade mountain, it would meet Yaotai under the moon. ”

This poem is one of the Qingping tones made by Li Bai for Yang Yuhuan, which has been passed down through the ages. As soon as this poem came out, everyone was shocked, and they noisily expounded their views, and finally summed up, everyone's unanimous opinion was Jin Mingxuan 666. (In fact, the author is too lazy to write about the "shock" of these passers-by and all kinds of "ah, how ······" It's so embarrassing. ）

"This is the poem I want to give to Miss Xianyin. Nine Princes, it's your turn. Jin Mingxuan looked at Feng Jiu with a smile.

Feng Jiu's face was gloomy, his face was blue, and he didn't say a word.

"Say, the Ninth Prince······"

"Can't you do it······"

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The onlookers began to taunt again.

After a long time, Feng Jiu closed his eyes and sighed, "I admit defeat." ”

As soon as these words came out, the ridicule on the scene poured towards Feng Jiu like a tide. Feng Jiu's identity made many people present excited, and some ugly words that he only dared to say in secret in the past can now be announced in public. This twisted pleasure has made many people addicted to it.

"That's enough," Feng Jiu shouted angrily, "I'm losing, but that's not a reason for you men to bark here. ”。

"Ahem······" There was a sudden silence at the scene, and only the coughing sound caused by Feng Jiu's excessive force could be heard.

After a short period of silence, a greater storm followed.

Countless foul words erupted from the mouths of these ordinary and elegant readers. Qing Yu saw a scholar beside him scolding with a red face and red ears, dancing with his hands, and even the crown of his hair was crooked, I don't know if this is considered an angry crown.

Fortunately, everyone still knows that Feng Jiu is a prince, and the foul language only involves individuals, not other relatives, otherwise, the people present are afraid that they will die, and Qing Yu may also be affected.

Jin Mingxuan looked at Feng Jiu, who was embarrassed in the midst of everyone's dirty words, and suddenly lost the joy of winning in his heart.

"Jin Gongzi, Jin Gongzi ······" The old bustard's words woke up Jin Mingxuan, who was a little distracted.

"It's time to see Miss Xianyin. ”

"Oh, good. Somehow, Jin Mingxuan's heart no longer had the anticipation of last night.

Qing Yu watched Jin Mingxuan leave the scene under the guidance of the old bustard, and also left the scene silently. It's so hot here, if you stay any longer, it's hard to guarantee that you won't be carried away by anger and scolded the stupidity of words that shouldn't be scolded.

On the other side, Feng Jiu fled from Lingxian Pavilion in embarrassment, ignoring the surprised eyes of passers-by, rushing around, and finally hid in a remote alley.

The alley is very secluded, and you can only vaguely hear the sound of pleasure in the distance, and the many foul words that have just lingered in your ears seem to be just an illusion. This kind of calm, which seemed to be far away from the world all of a sudden, made Feng Jiu very addicted. Over the years, whenever he felt that he couldn't stand it, he would be quiet alone, as long as he was quiet for a while, everything would be fine.

Soon, Feng Jiu soothed his mood and left everything tonight behind. Be quiet, everything will be fine, Feng Jiu is used to it. It's just that in the moonlight, the bitterness in his eyes can't be concealed no matter what.

After tidying up his slightly messy clothes, Feng Jiu stepped forward to walk out of the alley.

"Bang".

With a muffled sound, Feng Jiu's eyes turned dark, and he fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

"This ······ Brother Zhang, you, should you beat him to death. ”

Feng Jiu has always been sick and weak, lying on the ground for a long time without moving, it is normal for that person to be worried.

"Stupid, don't call me Brother Zhang, are you looking for death······"

"I didn't die, I just passed out. Brother Zhang probed Feng Jiu's snort.

"Then do we want to ······?" Another voice said.

"Don't do it, if you really want to fight a good fight, we all have to die. ”

"yes, let's go. ”

A few more people catered to it, obviously all of them were afraid. Feng Jiu's body is so weak that if he accidentally beats him to death, one of the people present will be counted as one, and they will all have to be buried with him, and it will cause trouble to his family.

"Let's go. ”

The sound of hasty footsteps quickly faded away.

Under the moonlight, Feng Jiu was still lying quietly on the ground, only the five fingers of his right hand were slowly bending.

The force was very deep and ruthless, so that the white and slender five fingers drew five terrible blood marks on the rough ground.

"They're gone, are they still pretending?" another voice came.

Silent, without the sound of footsteps, this secluded alley welcomed guests for the third time in a short period of time.