Go crazy!Crazy criticizing tyrant said with red eyes that he wanted to marry me

Chapter 62 One Man Fights Hundreds of Warriors
Ye Sirou handed the stack of papers to everyone present.

The crowd first looked at the front, and burst into admiration.

"What a poem!"

"Yes, the person who can write such a poem must have mountains and rivers in his heart."

"Indeed, just from these few lines of poems, it can be seen that the poets are those who have the world in mind."

"Good poem! Good poem!"

Ye Sirou heard that the wind direction was wrong, and was about to speak.

"Huh..." Suddenly one person said: "The following..., this sentence is a good poem, but the whole sentence seems to be..."

"Yeah," someone immediately echoed, "It's kind of anticlimactic!"

"exactly."

The adults present are all from famed backgrounds, so they naturally have some opinions on poetry.

Yun Qing listened to everyone's discussion, and looked at Ye Sirou: "This is your so-called evidence, just a few pieces of paper? A few anticlimactic poems?"

"Of course I still have witnesses."

Ye Sirou immediately asked someone to bring the scholar over.

It was rare for the scholar to see so many adults present, and he was a little timid, so he quickly bowed to everyone.

Ye Sirou said: "This person's name is Zhang Ping. He was a scholar in the court examination in the seventh year of Wenyuan. Unfortunately, he failed the provincial examination due to physical discomfort, but he is quite talented in poetry. He has been teaching in a private school in Daliushu Village all these years. Master."

"He has confirmed that these verses were written by him, and Li Miao happened to live in the Zhuangzi of Daliushu Village before, presumably she came across these verses by accident and secretly wrote them down."

Zhang Xiucai glanced at Yun Qing as soon as he arrived.

He had a deep memory of this face, but he didn't expect it to change so much.

This is completely different from the silly girl in his memory who was bullied by others.

Especially the young master standing next to her, his gaze could almost kill.

Zhang Xiucai quickly lowered his gaze, "Yes, this young lady has indeed been living in the Zhuangzi of Daliushu Village before. She appeared outside the private school a few times before, secretly."

"So that's how these verses came about." Immediately, a lady from the women's school said, "I wonder how she could come up with such verses."

"Yes, I heard she had never read a book before. But is that so?"

This sentence was asked by Zhang Xiucai.

Zhang Xiucai hurriedly lowered his head and raised his hand, "Exactly, the private school in Daliushu Village was built by a landlord in the village, and it teaches some young children in the village. It is true that Ms. Li has never studied in a private school."

Ye Sirou immediately said: "A person who hasn't read a book in a day can write such a poem, and no one will believe it if he tells it."

Many people in the crowd nodded in agreement.

Not to mention that I haven't read a book in a day, even many people who have read it in a cold window of ten years think they can't write such a poem.

The person who can write such a poem is probably someone like Dean Chen.

After all, Dean Chen is a student of Duke Wen.

And that Wen Guogong is Beiyuan's literary master.

"This matter is indeed strange." An adult came to a conclusion.

Anyway, no one would believe that these verses came from the adopted daughter who was expelled from the house by the Li family.

And all the adults present are unwilling to admit that they are not as good as a woman.

"Sister, you'd better admit your mistake quickly. As long as you admit your mistake, I think everyone will forgive you."

Li Yan came over suddenly and reached out to pull Yun Qing's sleeve.

Yun Qing could only smell a delicate fragrance floating in his breath.

She raised her hand and waved away the scent, even Li Yan was knocked to the ground by her.

"what--"

Li Yan fell to the ground and looked up at Yun Qing, with a look of grievance of being bullied.

"Sister, I'm also doing it for your own good, why do you..."

"Yan'er, are you okay?" Wang Siming hurried over, helped Li Yan up, and looked at Yun Qing again, "Li Miao, don't go too far, Yan'er is also for you..."

"Snapped!"

Yun Qing slapped him across the face, interrupting Wang Siming's next words.

She looked at Wang Siming: "Did I tell you, don't let me see you again, or I will see you once and hit you once."

Wang Siming was stunned by the beating, and his eyes were in a trance for a moment.

He remembers... it doesn't seem to be.

The other people present were also dumbfounded. This is Young Master Wang and Mrs. Ronghua's grandson. Let alone ordinary people, even they should give some face.

And she actually slapped him with a slap.

Is this not fatal?
"Li Miao!" It was the first time for Li Feng to see such lawless Yun Qing, he was a little uncomfortable for a while, and still used his tone of oppressiveness in the past, "This is Li's residence, not a place for you to be domineering."

This time, without Yun Qing's hand, Jing Yi flicked his sleeves and swung Li Feng out, falling to the ground a few feet away.

"You're tired of yelling at her in front of me."

In the crowd, Young Master Zhou's eyes moved slightly, and he always felt that this scene was somewhat familiar.

He secretly retracted his neck, but fortunately, Mr. Jing didn't notice him.

"Feng'er!"

Mrs. Fang and Mrs. Li hurried over to check if Li Feng was injured.

Li Zhifu hurriedly apologized to Jing Yi: "Mr. Jing calm down, the dog has nothing to do with it. I apologize to Mr. Jing on his behalf. I also ask Mr. Jing to forgive him for the sake of his youth and ignorance."

"Hmph, young and ignorant?" Jing Yi's voice was gloomy, "Master Li should know that there are some people you can't offend."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Li Zhifu repeatedly pleaded guilty.

Jing Yi no longer paid attention to Li Zhifu, "Okay, since everyone doesn't believe it, let's stop talking nonsense. Isn't there another poetry competition?"

"This……"

"My people don't allow others to comment." Jing Yi changed his gentle attitude towards Yun Qing just now.

The tone was very cold, "Don't say that you want an explanation today, I also want an explanation. I want to see, who else dares to talk behind his back."

He hadn't spoken just now, and these people thought he was standing here just as a display.

Li Zhifu was still a little hesitant at first, but Jing Yi had spoken out, and he didn't dare to object.

Quickly let people arrange the poetry fight.

"Wait a minute," Yun Qing said, "I never write poems in vain. It's still the same rule. Every word is written in black and white, and the deed is the proof."

"One thousand taels a word!"

A group of adults who had seen the world were also shocked by this arrogant tone.

When she is a literary giant.

Still a thousand taels of a word?
Even Wen Guogong would not say such a thing.

Yun Qing said again: "Anyone who refuses to accept can participate, there is no cap."

"What a big tone!" Someone immediately said, "Miss is going to challenge all of us present with one person."

Otherwise, why would she come today?
Isn't it good to sleep at home?
Just to quarrel with someone?
Her time is precious.

If you don't catch more fish and cut more leeks, her money won't be enough for that impermanent guy to squander.

Yun Qing looked at everyone: "Exactly."

"Okay," a young scholar in the crowd stood up unconvinced, "Since the girl is so brash, I have to learn about her poetic talent today."

　Heroine: Fighting with one is worse than fighting with a hundred.

　　It is better to step on a hundred than to step on one person.

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　　Mrs. Wang: Hit me casually, this grandson has long wanted to throw it away.

　　Wang Siming: "..."

　　
　
(End of this chapter)