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Chapter 131 Another Master
Rong Xueyi folded her hands halfway across her chest and said, "Of course there is a difference. If you disagree with Mr. Nanyang's poems, you are picking on Mr. Nanyang's thorns. But if you disagree with the poems, you are wrong about the poems."

"Hearing what the girl said, it seems that you have seen a better poem than this poem?" Mr. Nanyang raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes: "Please show me the poem for us to see."

Rong Xueyi unfolded Rong Feiyang's poem and said: "The autumn clumps surround the house far away from the hustle and bustle, and the fences are gradually slanting. It's not that I prefer chrysanthemums among the flowers, and there are no flowers when all the flowers bloom. This poem is far better than that in terms of artistic conception and words. One, everyone here should have no objection to my words, right?"

Everyone present glanced at Rong Xueyi, and then at Mr. Nanyang. Although they did think that Rong Feiyang's poems were better than Rong Changyue's, it was because Mr. Nanyang selected Rong Changyue's poems.

If they doubt Rong Changyue's poems at this time, it is tantamount to doubting Mr. Nanyang. In Xinzhou, everyone knows that Mr. Nanyang is not only the leader of the literary world, but also the teacher of the prince. Offending him is tantamount to cutting off his official career.

Mr. Nanyang glanced at Rong Xueyi and said, "Ignorant women and children."

His chin was raised extremely high, and he looked dignified and arrogant, as if saying a word to Rong Xueyi would be an insult to him.

He stretched out his hand and lifted his sleeves, and put on an air of aloofness and arrogance that can only be found in learned scholars, and that look even more reveals the arrogance of his eyes above his bottom.

Ming Yanran pursed her lips and said with a smile: "My lord, Miss Rong Wu is too rude. How dare you disagree with the poem selected by Mr. Nanyang. It's really too much."

She knew the importance of Mr. Nanyang, and arranged those things before to make Rong Xueyi offend Mr. Nanyang. Even if Mo Yan defended Rong Xueyi, she would never offend Mr. Nanyang for Rong Xueyi.

Rong Changsu immediately echoed: "Although Xueyi is my cousin, the Rong family has always been fair in dealing with affairs, and will never protect her just because her surname is Rong."

After he finished speaking, he immediately said to Rong Xueyi with a cold face: "I am not talking about you, Xueyi, you are too ignorant, you are too tall, you don't even know a few words, yet you dare to criticize in front of Mr. Nanyang! You Look, if the prince wants to punish you, I won't protect you either!"

What he said was to disassociate himself from Rong Xueyi.

Mo Yan glanced at Rong Xueyi with some sympathy, and said calmly: "This king is afraid of such a situation, so he invited another literary figure to come and decide this matter."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was stunned. Mr. Nanyang's status was already extremely high, and he could be regarded as a leading figure in the Xinzhou literary world. In this world, who else could overwhelm Mr. Nanyang?
Someone boldly guessed: "Could it be Master Yuan?"

"It can't be Master Yuan. Master Yuan has only meddled in the affairs of the mortal world these years. Even the prince may not be able to invite him."

Mr. Nanyang's face has darkened: "Will the prince not trust the old man with such an arrangement?"

Mo Yanyun calmly said: "Sir, don't worry, since this master retreated five years ago, he has seldom asked about worldly affairs. I am afraid that I will not be able to invite him, so I asked you to put him in the seclusion first. The master can't handle it, so this king dares to ask that master to preside over the overall situation."

The words were obviously soft, the words used were soft, and even the tone of voice seemed to be soft, but there was a strong air of a king, which made Mr. Nanyang feel uneasy.

(End of this chapter)