Qiankun Storyteller

Chapter 232
"Golden Huijia, wait!"

"Famous articles in the world!"

"It's another famous article in the world!"

"How is it possible..."

Looking at the bright golden light reflected by the Wenhua mirror, there was an uproar both inside and outside the arena, and inside and outside the hall.

The group of scholars who participated in the poetry and book examination in the palace were even more colorful and wonderful.

A famous article in the world, and a famous article in the world!
What's the situation?
In the previous literary fairs, although there were Jin Huijia and other famous articles in the world, they were basically one article in one session, at most there were only two shows, and there was never a case where three articles were published at the same time.

What happened this year?
How could there be so many monsters!

That's all for Yan Yushu and Lin Xian, one is a unicorn from the Yan family, and the other is a child of Xue Haitian. It is expected and reasonable that they can write world-famous novels.

But this Chen Quan, a small person who was born in a county academy, who didn't even make it to the list of essays, can actually write a famous article in the world?
How can this make them feel so embarrassing, how embarrassing are they?

Looking at the golden four characters, all the scholars felt numb all over.

Lin Xian and Yan Yushu also frowned, very surprised.

The two of them knew everything about each other, and they had no doubts about each other's achievements, let alone accidents.

But this Chen Quan...what's the origin?
Is it really a noble son from a poor family?

The two were puzzled and wondered in their hearts.

And the Highness...

"Hmm~!"

"Qingyun?"

"What a song Qingyun!"

"Antelope hanging horns, unconstrained style!"

"Extraordinary artistic conception, Dao rhyme is natural!"

"This person has great talent."

"Top three in one meeting, three in one test, it can be described as an eternal story!"

In the hall, the eight congenital appreciators all spoke highly of it.

Jiang Huang also nodded and said: "That's right, this man is a great talent, today can be said to be a good story for the top three!"

"Your Majesty's enlightenment!"

When everyone heard this, they all nodded.

"But the top three belong to the top three, and there is only one head of the literary society!"

After finishing speaking, Jiang Huang lowered her eyes and looked at Xuehai Jianjun: "Please trouble Jianjun."

"It's a matter of time!"

Xuehai Jianjun nodded, stood up and said to Chen Quan, who had come out of Qingyun Realm, and Lin Xian and Yan Yushu who were beside him.

"The three of you are all first-class, and what you do is all famous in the world!"

"It's a good story!"

"However, there is only one leader in the grand test of Wenhua Festival, so it is still necessary to discuss who is superior."

"Look at the Wenhua Mirror!"

After all, Xuehai Jianjun raised his hand and pointed, it was Qingyuntai Wenhua Mirror.

Everyone also cast their eyes away, only to see three golden splendors blooming on the Qingyun Terrace and in the Wenhua Mirror, like a surging tide, forming three golden pillars soaring into the sky.

"This is……"

"Wen Qi, Wen Dao Qi Luck!"

"Wenhua's works are all carefully prepared, so it's not easy to add competition."

"So, if they are all A-class masterpieces, you have to test the level of literary style."

"The high ones advance, the low ones retreat!"

Looking at the three pillars of light rising into the sky, everyone was discussing and excited, especially the gamblers who had Yan Yushu and Lin Xianwen tickets in their arms. The result of this test was a matter of life and death for them.

Yan Shulin Xian, anyone can do it, but it must not be that Chen Quan!
"Yan Yushu, Yan Yushu!"

"Lin Xian Lin Xian!"

"Chen Quan Chen... Which bastard threw the stone?"

The atmosphere was warm, the audience was boiling, and the three pillars of cultural energy reached their peak, and finally...

"Why are they the same height?"

"It's amazing!"

"wrong……"

Seeing the nearly even beam of light, everyone was stunned, and they didn't know how to evaluate it, so they saw...

"Qingyun Wenqi is a line above!"

"Scholar from Ningzhou, Baiyuan Academy, Chen Quan—win!"

"I declare..."

Xuehai Jianjun flicked his sleeves, and announced the result in a deep voice: "This Wenhua Poetry and Calligraphy Examination, the leader of the Wenhui will be a scholar from Ningzhou, Baiyuan Academy—Chen Quan!"

"This……"

"How come!"

"It's over, it's over, my money!"

"How could this be, how could this be, didn't you say that these two are sure to win?"

"How could Chen Quan come out of such a good life, who is Chen Quan, who is Chen Quan, who am I, who is me, hahahaha..."

"Take these crazy people away. I just said that things like ranking flowers are not for fun. They just don't believe it. Let's do it now."

Xuehai Jianjun announced the result, the final word was finalized, and the news spread inside and outside the Wenhua Palace, causing a large number of gamblers who had bought paper tickets to pass out on the spot, and those who survived were spun and pale.

"..."

Zi Yan looked at the note she had bought for two hundred gold, and was also silent for a while, not knowing what to say.

"I told you you'd regret it."

Seeing her like this, Meng Fanyin shook her head helplessly.

Outside the palace, there was chaos.

There was also an uproar in the hall.

"This……"

"Brother Yan, Brother Lin..."

"One line of difference, one line of difference!"

The scholars looked at the silent Lin Xian and Yan Yushu, and at the calm Chen Quan, not knowing what to do to comfort them.

"it is good!"

In the end, it was Yan Yushu who spoke out first, cupping his hands to Chen Quan and said: "Good poems, good words, Yan Yushu deserves to lose today!"

On the other side, Lin Xian also came back to his senses, and glanced at Chen Quan, without words, with a gloomy expression.

Compared with Yan Yushu, he is a bit less gentlemanly.

Seeing this, the surrounding scholars dare not speak.

There are only whispers outside the venue...

"It's wonderful now!"

"That Mr. Lin is so embarrassing!"

"What's the matter, you lose if you lose, can't he afford to lose?"

"It's not that I can't afford to lose, but...he is the closed disciple of Xue Haijian."

"So what?"

"Well, he is the closed disciple of Master Xue Haijian, and Master Xue Haijian is the direct descendant of the Li family. The third lady of the Li family and him can be regarded as childhood sweethearts. The young lady once again released a bold statement to recruit a husband, and those who are not the top three of Wenhua will not marry, and now they have tried poetry and books, and the leader has been taken away, does Lin Xian still hope for the top three?"

"So that's the case, this is really wonderful, how does Mr. Lin deal with himself?"

"We can only wait for the next session, but if Chen Quan wins the top three of Wenhua, then..."

Although the people's discussion could not be transmitted to the Wenhua Palace, Lin Xian could still imagine that his complexion was even more gloomy.

Xuehai Jianjun had a panoramic view of all this, but his expression didn't change much, and he turned to Jiang Huang to report: "Your Highness, the leader has come out."

"Ok!"

Jiang Huang nodded, looked at the three of Chen Quan, then looked at the scholars in the hall, and said with a light smile: "You are all the talents of my great Zhou Dynasty, your articles are high or low, and sincerity is not high or low, I will have fun with you today, come People, set up a banquet!"

"Yes!"

The maid nodded, turned around and left, and then filed in again, laying out the banquet in the hall.

It was the cultural banquet after the big test.

After a while, the banquet was set up.

Jiang Huang is the main one, sitting in the middle, in two rows on the left and right.

The group is on the left, Su Wen is the head, and the next eight people are seated innately.

The party is on the right, led by Chen Quan, Lin Xian, Yan Yushu and all the first-class scholars are seated. This is a great honor for Wenhua leaders and first-class scholars.

Jiang Huang raised his glass, swept the left and right, and said with a chuckle: "Just now Dean Longshan said that poetry and books are better than beauties when made of wine. If this is the case, then we will not do beauties singing and dancing tonight. We will use Wen as the background to reproduce the golden glory of just now." Wait, let the world's famous articles be appreciated by everyone, how about helping the wine?"

"What Your Highness said is absolutely true!"

Hearing this, everyone nodded, Xuehai Jianjun also got up, and put the Qingyuntai Wenhua Mirror in the field, recreating the world famous work of Jin Huijia just now.

"it is good!"

Jiang Huang nodded, ready to say to everyone: "This cup, to all of you!"

After finishing speaking, he drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

"I will also respect Your Highness!"

Mrs. Li and the others raised their glasses innately to respond, and the monarch and his ministers enjoyed each other happily, and there was no more scheming game between the royal family and the aristocratic family.

"This cup, sir!"

Jiang Huang smiled lightly, raised another glass, and before the congenital crowd, recently her Su Wen said: "Mr. Quan Zhan, Mr. I have the matter of Mengzhou, like a fish in water!"

After finishing speaking, he drank the wine in the glass again, and everyone looked at each other in dismay.

what's the situation?
On this occasion, shouldn't the second cup be toasted to the leader of the Wenhui?
What does it mean to pull him Su Wen out? Even if you have favored him, Your Highness, there is no need to forcefully lift him like this, right?
Everyone frowned, but they didn't dare to speak, and the atmosphere was a little weird for a while.

Su Wen didn't care, and raised his glass to Jiang Huang: "Your Highness is serious."

After all, he also drank the wine in the glass.

Jiang Huang smiled, raised his glass again, and pointed to Chen Quan, who was in front of all the scholars under his right hand: "This cup, to Wenkui, will revitalize my great Zhou Wendao!"

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Chen Quan saluted and raised his glass in response.

"Everyone is free, don't be cautious!"

Jiang Huang smiled and faced the crowd: "Come, raise your glass, drink together, and have fun together!"

……

"Mandarin Banquet, Mandarin Banquet!"

"If only I could sit in there too!"

"I heard that the delicacies at the banquet are all delicacies from mountains and seas, the best in the world!"

"There are even exquisite delicacies that can only be enjoyed by congenital overhauls, and that wine, which is specially brewed by the Wenhua Palace for the Wenhua Club. It has the effect of majestic culture, and the elm can also be enlightened after a jar of wine , write with spirit."

"Just think about it, a pot, do you think it's the leader of the Wenhui?"

Although there are banquets in the side hall, compared with the main hall of Wenhua, the difference is more than ten million, so everyone is still envious.

Right at this moment...

"What are you doing, let me go!"

"Do you know who I am?"

"Auntie!"

Outside the Wenhua Hall, there was a sudden commotion, a person wanted to force his way into the hall.

"Ok?"

Jiang Huang looked up, saw that person, and smiled: "Let her come over."

"Yes!"

The guards let him go immediately, and the man happily jumped into the hall, he turned out to be a very handsome scholar.

"This……"

"who is it?"

"You don't need snacks to dress up as a man, you can tell it's Xibei at a glance."

Seeing this, everyone was also surprised.

But the "scholar" didn't care about it, and went straight to the venue, in the hall, among the seats, and saluted Jiang Huang and all the innates playfully and well-behaved.

"Lu'er has met the princess and aunt, the grandma of the grand master, the father of the landlord, the master of Qiqi, the Taoist priest Qingjun, and..."

She playfully bowed to Jiang Huang and the eight innate masters, and everyone outside the venue was stunned.

"She is……"

"Miss Li Mensan!"

Finally, someone recognized her identity.

Xuehai Jianjun's face was serious: "Lu'er, you are out to mess around again, and you still don't want to go down!"

"I don't. I want to accompany Aunt Huang. I haven't seen her for so many years, and she doesn't come to see me."

Li Luer, who was disguised as a man, pouted, ignored Xue Haijianjun, stepped forward, came to Jiang Huang's side, and said with a smile: "Aunt Huang, do you want Lu'er?"

"Ha ha!"

Jiang Huang smiled, and tapped her forehead: "How many times have I told you to call me sister, aunt, aunt, I'm old, little girl, sit down."

"I knew Auntie, oh no, Sister Huang loves Lu'er the most."

Li Lu'er smiled, sat down on the chair brought by the maid, leaned against Jiang Huang affectionately, and blinked at the lower right hand.

"This……"

Seeing this, the expressions of several congenitals were a little strange.

Li Lu'er's little tricks can't be hidden from others, but she can't hide it from them. The person she blinked just now was not Lin Xian, not Yan Yushu, but...Chen Quan?
Chen Quan?

How could it be Chen Quan?

Lin Xian is right with her childhood sweetheart!

Didn't Xuehai Jianjun already decide to betroth his beloved daughter to Lin Xian, a closed disciple?
What's the situation now?
Everyone doesn't know, and the atmosphere is delicate.

Chen Quan was also stunned, staring at Li Lu'er beside Jiang Huang, without looking away for a long time.

"Um……"

Yan Yushu frowned, and turned to Lin Xian, only to see that the latter's face was as sinking as water, very cold.

Just when the situation was getting worse...

"Who is this person, sitting here?"

Li Lu'er turned his eyes away, looked at Su Wen, who was on the left hand, who was listed in front of all the congenitals, and spoke surprisingly.

"Um!?"

(End of this chapter)