This world is a bit devilish

Chapter 147
Mu Qing stared blankly at Ye Senluo, and agreed to say a few words first?
And the scholars below were in an uproar!
Ye Senluo's words made all the scholars present angry, pointing at Ye Senluo and cursing.

"Zhu Zi dare you?! Speak wildly, you are not worthy to be with me and other scholars!"

"You went to the meeting alone, and I respect it in my heart, but I didn't expect you to be so arrogant, then I don't need to hold back, I will make you lose face today!"

boom!
Ouyang Li's face turned ashen. He got up slowly, looked at Ye Senluo and said with a sneer, "I have been studying and writing poetry for 70 years, but I have never dared to say that everyone here is trash! Since I am trash, I would rather Look what a genius you are!"

On the ring, Bai Xuan said: "Everyone, be quiet, now we will start the literary competition. The literary competition is divided into three rounds, and I will draw lots to decide what topic you will compete on! Whoever has the higher quality of poetry will win!"

As soon as the words fell, a servant came over with a bamboo tube, which was filled with various signatures.

Bai Xuan stretched out his hand to draw lots.

Of course, no one would suspect that Bai Xuan would collude with any country, because the reputation of the Bai family in Luoxian Valley was recognized.

After all, which family would guard the spirit of a subjugated king for thousands of years?
This is also the reason why the Three Kingdoms Tournament will be held in Luoxian Valley.

Bai Xuan had already drawn lots, and he made the bamboo sticks public.

There are a few numbers on the bamboo stick, and it says: "Mid-Autumn Ci."

The meaning is very clear, you can only write Mid-Autumn Ci, not poetry.

Ye Senluo looked at this topic, but was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect that there is a Mid-Autumn Festival here.

"Time is like a stick of incense, start now!" Bai Xuan said loudly.

The scholars below began to discuss in a low voice.

"The lottery drawn this time is relatively simple. These three are all great figures in the literary world, and they must have done a lot of Mid-Autumn Ci!"

"Huh? Liang Ming and Qi Feng started to write... um... the beginning is quite satisfactory... Hey, Mr. Ouyang has already picked up his pen!"

Ouyang Li has a very high status in the hearts of scholars all over the world. When he was young, he was even known as a master of poetry. He was at the pinnacle of poetry. Now that he started to write, he naturally attracted everyone's attention.

Everyone stared closely at Ouyang Li's flying pen, and saw a few lines of words appearing on the white paper.

Osmanthus floating jade, the first moon is full of sky, and the night is as cool as a wash.

The wind is full of brows and bones, and the person is in the Crystal Palace.

Long Yanjian, the view of the tower is steep, and the ethereal music is boiling.

The frost is all over the ground, and I want to fly across the colorful clouds.

After finishing the writing on the que, there was a lot of exclamation all around.

"This word is romantic, Mr. Ouyang seems to be in the moon palace!"

"I'm afraid that's the case with the Moon Palace."

All the scholars looked at the que words, as if they were in the palace of the moon.

Even Qi Feng and Liang Ming, who were still writing, were affected. When they saw this que, they felt inferior.

Ouyang Li was naturally aware of the expressions of the crowd, and he was very contented at the moment. He pondered for a moment, and he was about to come out.

"I remember the eve of last year, at the Jiuxi Pavilion, the light moon clouds came and went.

Thousands of miles of Jiangshan dreamed yesterday, and in a blink of an eye the autumn light was like promise.

The green bird came to the west, Chang'e reported to me, and the good time was near.

Send words to couples, don't be intoxicated by Guanghan. "

When Ouyang Li finished writing the last word, the whole square applauded continuously!
"I thought Shang Que was so exciting, but I was afraid that Xia Que would not be able to bear it. I didn't expect Mr. Ouyang to change his pen and make his words full of troubles!"

"It was written in the world and in the sky, and the heart of the fairy bone was revealed. Once this word comes out, the rest of the Mid-Autumn Festival words will be discarded!"

All the scholars looked at Ouyang Li enthusiastically, adoring him endlessly!

On the other side, Liang Ming and Qi Feng have also finished writing, but there is no need to judge at all, the two recognize each other automatically.

Qi Feng even said directly: "The old man is worthy of being a master of poetry! There is no need to continue the Mid-Autumn Festival Ci, the old man can be the leader!"

Everyone else agrees, as soon as this word comes out, I am afraid that in the future, the Mid-Autumn Festival Ci will not be able to bypass this song.

Although Mu Qing didn't know poetry, but when he saw all the scholars complimenting Ouyang Li, he immediately understood that the words must be very powerful.

Suddenly, a scholar said: "Yesenluo...haven't written it yet!"

The scholars who had almost forgotten Ye Senluo's existence, all of them reacted now, and looked at Ye Senluo one by one with playful eyes.

"People, you have to be self-aware, isn't it good? Shame on you! Do you still want to compete with Mr. Ouyang?" A scholar sneered.

Someone even sneered and said: "Look at him still standing there in a daze, tsk tsk, I'm afraid he can't do it!"

All the scholars looked at Ye Senluo with disdain. No one thought that Ye Senluo could write a better Mid-Autumn Festival Ci than Ouyang Li!

Ouyang Li stood with his hands behind his back. He watched Ye Senluo being despised by all the scholars, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth.

Just because you, a scholar who came out of nowhere, dare to fight me?
Liang Guo scholar Liang Ming lowered his hand, motioning for everyone to be quiet, then he looked at Ye Senluo and snorted coldly: "Huo Ye, the one who pleases the favor, get the hell out, you are polluting the arena here. "

As he said that, he also looked at the two sisters, Mu Ying: "You two, your father is the general of the Chu State, why are you so ungrateful and associate with such villains? Since you are still young, go home and think about the past behind closed doors. !"

Mu Ying gritted her teeth with anger on her face, but she also knew that it was better not to speak in this situation, Mu Qing was like a defeated rooster, she lowered her head and said nothing.

"Get out!" Someone yelled, and the audience shouted together, get out!
Mu Ying clenched her teeth, tears welled up in her eyes, she is indeed a cultivator, but she is just a girl, she has never experienced such a cruel scene.

Ye Senluo, who had never spoken, finally spoke up amidst all the abuse. He looked at the words written by Ouyang Li, and said lightly: "That's all!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience suddenly fell silent, and then suddenly boiled up.

Ouyang Li blushed even more because of anger, he pointed at Ye Senluo and sneered, "I look forward to your great work!"

Ye Senluo didn't speak, just took the brush, and wrote the first four characters of "Shui Tiao Ge" amidst many teasing and ridicule. He also read the poems of this world in the past few days, and they were not much different from the earth, so he was naturally very confident.

Ye Senluo had never learned brush calligraphy, and this was not a familiar federal character, so the writing of this character was really not very good. When the name of this word was written, it caused another burst of laughter.

"Sure enough, the writing is like a person! What kind of writing is this? Even a milkman who has just read a book can write better than him?"

"Just this kind of word, it can be seen that his level is not high, and it is embarrassing to come out!"

The following is a burst of laughter.

Ye Senluo was indifferent and continued to write.

When will the moon be? Ask the wine to Qingtian.

The words are still as ugly as ever, but when the scholars below read this sentence, they laughed a lot less.

"I don't know what year it is in the palace of heaven."

All of a sudden, the voices below became much less, and some people even frowned, their eyes revealing the color of thinking.

"I want to take the wind to go back, but I'm afraid that Qionglou Yuyu will be too cold at the heights."

Someone's eyes widened, filled with disbelief.

"Dancing clear shadow, like in the world."

As soon as the upper gate came out, the whole audience fell silent!

And Ouyang Li's complexion changed drastically.

The two siblings, Mu Ying, looked at Ye Senluo worriedly, fearing that Ye Senluo might suffer a bigger blow when he wrote the words, but the situation seemed to be different. In the eyes, I saw some kind of excited light.

Ye Senluo ignored the ups and downs of emotions, he continued to write.

"Turn to the Zhu Pavilion, a low-key household, and a sleepless night. There should be no hatred, and what will happen to you when you leave."

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone looked at Ouyang Li. Here it is also written about worry, and from the structural point of view, this song is actually a bit similar to Ouyang Li's. What's more, Ye Senluo's song is indeed quite brilliant.

Ouyang Li's face was already ugly, but when he saw the next sentence, his face turned pale.

"People have sorrows and joys, and the moon is cloudy and clear. This matter is hard to come by in ancient times."

With a sudden turn of the pen, the melancholy disappeared, causing all the scholars in the field to involuntarily exclaim.

Ye Senluo paused for a moment, glanced at Ouyang Li, and then wrote down a famous sentence through the ages.

Nung, moon and new moon!
Ouyang Liru was hit hard, and he spit out blood from his mouth!

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Thank you for spelling the wrong name in the previous post. .I'm sorry for that Xueshang Dilang, I will add an update for you, and thank you Ma to your Ma thank you...

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