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Chapter 183 Mr. Wu, please pay the bet

"Huai Fengsheng, what are you going to do?"

Everyone did not expect that Huaifengsheng would be so frenzied, and even wanted to kill him when he missed a hit, so that the representatives of the saints' families didn't even react.

"Hmph, it's only right and proper to kill people and pay debts. This son killed my Huai family's descendants, and I killed him to take revenge. Why not?"

Huai Fengsheng snorted coldly, seeing that the post was about to pass through the stagnant water, and it would fall on Lin Qian's head in the next moment, he even had the time to refute it with others.

"Stop now!"

A Confucianism cultivator of the fourth grade gentleman opened his mouth, and at the same time, an inkstone flew out of his body, rushing towards the copybook, trying to rescue Lin Qian.

"Huai Jinfeng was killed by a vision, it's Lin Qian's fault!"

The others also shouted, Huai Fengsheng is a semi-holy descendant, how could he not know that visions are some kind of strange phenomenon formed by poetry resonating with the awe-inspiring energy of heaven and earth, and these visions will also contain poetry mood.

Because this poem originally intended to ridicule Huai Jinfeng, and Huai Jinfeng was so arrogant, he naturally hit the muzzle of a gun and was killed by the manifestation of the vision.

This is not an isolated case in the Dagan literary world.

At this time, Lin Qian didn't have Huai Fengsheng or Juan Yuntai in his eyes at all. He only had scenes that kept flashing in his eyes, and soon questions appeared in his mind, "Who am I? Where do I come from? What do I want?" do what?"

Originally, these questions seemed superficial, like castles in the air, but at this moment, his experience after leaving Chang'an began to appear in his mind. These pictures seemed to make these questions solid.

In the beginning, he came to this world just to let his eldest brother and younger sister live a better life, but after seeing all kinds of things in Daqian and being forced into desperate situations time and time again, he suddenly gave birth to A strong urge to change the world for the better.

He wanted to make sure that in this world, there would no longer be people like him who just longed for a better life and were repeatedly slapped by life.

He wants to make a living for the people!

The moment this thought appeared, Lin Qian completely completed his enlightenment and stepped into Wupin Ming artistic conception!
The ditch of stagnant water above his head also suddenly burst into dazzling light, a piece of green copper flying out of the stagnant water, passed through the post with dazzling golden light with a puff, and then flashed across the sky like lightning, piercing through the After conceiving every holy body.

At this time, the grandeur of heaven and earth suddenly became violent.

Lin Qianwen Palace is also undergoing earth-shaking changes. The Wen Palace, which was originally just a palace, suddenly expanded outwards, and soon reached a radius of ten miles!
If Lin Qian's literary palace was just a few houses before, now it can be regarded as a small world.

At the same time, in this small world, there is also a river emitting green light.

Seeing this river, Lin Qian felt a little enlightenment in his heart. When the river becomes completely clear, he can step into the realm of a gentleman!

It is also very simple to make this river clear. Since Lin Qianming's intention is to build a life for the people, as long as Lin Qian works hard in this direction and makes certain achievements, he will be able to gain something.

After a full incense stick of time, the awe-inspiring aura slowly dissipated.

The stagnant water above Lin Qian's head slowly disappeared, and everything returned to calm, but the two corpses on the Juanyun platform made people feel a little scared.

Judging from the fighting power of this vision, this poem written by Lin Qian is a battle poem.

The power of his own battle poems of heaven and heaven and comprehension of other people's war poems is not the same. It can be seen from the fact that Lin Qian can kill Huai Fengsheng, who is also a fifth rank, just after he stepped into the fifth rank Mingyi.

At this moment, there was a sudden wave on the Qixi Lake, and the bow of the Emperor Wu's Yanwu Building sank suddenly, almost completely submerged in the water.

It was only then that everyone discovered that a name on the talent stele on the prow of the Yanwu Building had parachuted to the top of the list—Changsha Lin Qian!
Yes, airborne instead of jumping up from the bottom like normal.

What shocked the Confucian scholars in the Qixi Garden even more was that behind the name, there appeared eight buckets of containers, which meant that this poem was as high as eight buckets under the weight of the stele of talent!
No wonder the Yanwu building boats almost fell into Qixi Lake.

As expected of a heavenly poet!
"Ahem, that, Mr. Wu, please pay the bet!"

Just when everyone was still immersed in the shock, the fat Confucian scholar had already walked to the Juanyun Terrace, looking at Uwe with a smile of a villain.

Among them, many Confucian scholars felt a chill in their hearts. They also participated in this gambling game just now.

That's 1 taels of silver!
At this moment, their hearts were full of remorse, and they wished to slap themselves twice. They didn't believe in the poet of Heavenly Dao. They were really deceived by lard.

Uwe's face on the stage was even more ugly. He did this just now to put pressure on Lin Qian and make Lin Qian perform abnormally, and he also believed that Lin Qian could not write poems of the way of heaven.

Who would have thought that Lin Qian actually wrote the poems of the Way of Heaven, not only that, but also clarified the meaning, stepping into the fifth grade of Confucianism and Taoism.

He can be said to have suffered a crushing defeat.

Of course, this is not the point. The point is that he is here on a mission this time, not for business. He doesn't bring much money with him at all. Where can he get 1 taels of silver?
"Isn't it? As an envoy of the barbarians, he turned his back on his promise, and is willing to bet and refuse to admit defeat?"

Seeing Uwei's appearance, Zhang Zehan vaguely guessed something, suddenly became angry, and then looked at Cui Wuji next to Uwei with eyes full of sympathy, "Brother, you are obviously deceived by the savage, you have a look They don’t even want to admit even 1 taels of silver, and if you really go to the barbarians in the future, I’m afraid it will be difficult to keep what they promised!”

Hearing Zhang Zehan's words, the crowd suddenly started buzzing with discussions. Most of them didn't have a good impression of the barbarians. After this incident, even some people who were still opportunistic gave up.

Just like what Zhang Zehan said, the son of King Zuoxian was willing to bet even 1 taels of silver, so how could they believe these barbarians' promise to them?

"you……"

Uwe's lungs were about to explode. They came here to recruit Confucian scholars, so even if Lin Qian took the top spot, he didn't care too much. Cui Wuji, who had joined them, was making a name for himself in Dagan. This is also achieved.

But I didn't expect him to capsize in the gutter. Zhang Zehan's words can be said to be murderous!

Now even if there are really a lot of Confucian scholars who want to take refuge in their barbarians, they will probably consider their promises.

At this time, Cui Wuji secretly handed over a bank note to Uwe.

But no matter how concealed he was, he was still seen by many people under the eyes of everyone. Zhang Zehan didn't let go of this detail, and immediately put on a horrified look, "No, no, the majestic barbarian prince, who wants to take refuge in a dog leg Give yourself money to pay off your gambling debts?"

"I was planning to join the barbarians, but now it looks like I can't do it. I, Zhang, have no other hobbies, but it is impossible to take money from me. After joining the barbarians, not only will I not get any benefits, Still being exploited by barbarians, just thinking about it makes me miserable!"

Hearing this, the Confucian scholars in the audience couldn't help laughing. This sentence not only scolded U Wei, but even Cui Wuji was scolded. This offending skill is something that ordinary people really cannot learn.

This fat man really got into money's eyes, he even dared to provoke the barbarian prince, his words fit his personality very well.

"Too deceiving!"

Uwe couldn't bear it anymore, his figure flickered, and he appeared in front of Zhang Zehan in the next moment, his sandbag-sized fist carried blood rolling like a sun and blasted towards Zhang Zehan who was still chattering.

However, his fist did not land on that nasty mouth, but was blocked by a golden light curtain.

The fourth-rank Gentleman Realm Confucianism Cultivator who spoke before made a move!
Before Huai Fengsheng made a sudden move, he was unprepared and did not have time to make a move. Now he will naturally not make such a mistake again.

"enough!"

"This is the Dagan Poetry Club, so there is no room for you to be presumptuous!"

The Confucianism Cultivator of the Gentleman Realm snorted softly, not showing off his prestige in anger, and did not give Uwe, a barbarian, any face.

Originally, they were a little jealous of the barbarians, but after the eldest princess's toughness and Lin Qian's poem, their attitude changed unknowingly.

"Oh, it's really scary. These barbarians beat people at every turn. It's still like this in Dagan. If you go to the barbarians, wouldn't it be even worse?"

Zhang Zehan hid behind the gentleman's Confucianism, and activated his skills again. The yin and yang were strange, and the veins on Wuwei's forehead kept twitching violently.

"Alright, shut up, too!"

When this Confucianism cultivator turned around, he also had a headache for Zhang Zehan. This guy is really capable of attracting hatred.

Then he looked at Uwe again, "Since Mr. Cui is no longer the top of the list, everyone please leave Juanyuntai!"

The rules of the Dagan Poetry Association are like this. The top of the list can bring the same clan to Juanyuntai. As the organizer, even if they can't get used to these barbarians, they can't slap themselves in the face. They broke the rules, but now the top of the list is already Lin Qian Naturally, it is impossible to let these barbarians stay here any longer.

"Humph!"

Uwe snorted angrily, and stared at Zhang Zehan viciously. If eyes could kill, Zhang Zehan must have died many times.

However, he still restrained his anger and took the lead to walk down the Juanyun platform.

Now that the matter has come to this point, there is no need to continue to stay in Juanyuntai.

"Hey, you haven't given me the banknote yet!"

"The majestic barbarian prince, isn't he really willing to bet and refuse to admit defeat?"

Relying on someone to back him up, Zhang Zehan shouted at Uwe's back.

"Wow, it's really disgusting!"

Uwe really feels extremely disgusted now, but no matter how disgusting he is, he still has to hand over the silver ticket to Zhang Zehan, otherwise, once the name of willingness to bet and refuse to admit defeat is confirmed, his big trip this time will be completely ruined. It's a negative effect.

(End of this chapter)