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Chapter 49
Yang Chen defeated the village tyrant Yang Dawei, with a majestic and unparalleled aura.

Several parents who also hugged the thatched child on Yang Chen's house, feared that Yang Chen would become ruthless and punish them together.

Careful one by one, accompanied by not.

"Forget it."

Looking at the few parents who came up.

Yang Chen waved his hand helplessly.

"It's all children who are ignorant, let's forget it this time."

He looked back at his thatched hut with the skylight exposed.

Yang Chen smiled wryly:
"There are tens of thousands of mansions in Ande, which shelters the poor and the poor in the world, and is as safe as a mountain without being affected by wind and rain!"

"It's all gone, take care of your children in the future."

"In a while, I'll fix the house myself."

Yang Chen turned and left.

to his house.

Picking out a few armfuls of thick thatch, he climbed up to the house and covered the open area on the roof.

After repairs.

Simply reheat the leftover food from yesterday.

Breakfast is so simple to deal with after a meal.

Yang Chen took the manuscript written by the charcoal seller yesterday and headed towards Wenbao.

The newspaper office of Weicheng Wenbao is located in a secluded place in Weicheng, except for the scholars who come to contribute articles, few other people come and go.

A big yard, several houses.

Evergreen evergreens are planted in the yard, which are green and full of vitality.

Xue Daolin and other people from the newspaper have already started working, sorting out the manuscripts submitted by the scholars yesterday.

"Many good poems appeared in Dongmei Poetry Fair!"

"The song about red plums written by Dongguo Sihai, one of the four princes of Weicheng, is absolutely perfect."

"Listen to me!"

"Peaches and plums are not jealous of each other, their talents are different, they are still frosty and snowy, and they are not willing to be very popular!"

"As expected of the first of the four great masters, this poem of red plum blossoms has been written by him. I have heard people say that when the poem is completed, the aura is born, and the content of this poem is floating in the sky. "

"Dongguo Sihai is good, but Lin Shushu's writing is also good. If it weren't for a genius like a monster later, Lin Shushu's "Flying Snow" would definitely overwhelm the audience, unrivaled."

"Flying snow brings spring breeze, and Pei Hui is in chaos. Jun looks like a flower place, but is in the east of Weicheng. Look, this poem, written by spring snow, is written extremely wonderfully. It is heavenly that the spring breeze of flying snow can be connected together. Longitudinal geniuses have never been discovered before.”

"It's just a pity that the two geniuses shot at the same time, but all the light was taken away by a monster who jumped out."

Mention that monstrous genius.

The entire newspaper was silent.

When the newspaper was published, it praised Dongmei Poetry Association vigorously, and enthusiastically praised the two poems by Dong Guo Sihai and Lin Shushu, but it only briefly mentioned the four poems of that evildoer, which were more classic than the other.

The content of the poem is not mentioned, nor is the name of the poet.

Many discerning people can see it at a glance.

This is someone who wants to punish Yang Chen.

Some of the people present, some of them knew about Yang Chen offending Mr. Li during the Xiyuan Poetry Club.

Therefore, the name of the person who wants to punish Yang Chen is ready to be revealed.

"It's just a pity, a generation of evildoers, who shocked the audience just now, will end sadly!"

Finally someone spoke.

"However, such an evildoer is destined not to be suppressed, and I don't know what Xue Daolin thinks. Don't let Wen Bao be infamous for thousands of years."

"Mei Xue contends for spring but refuses to come down, and Sao Ren Ge's pen commentary. Mei Xu is three points less white than Xue, but Xue loses Mei Yi Duan Xiang. Such poems are eloquent and eloquent when read. of."

"That's right, there are also two sentences in the poem 'Don't let people praise your color, just leave the pure air to fill the universe', which shows the poet's character of contemptuous vulgarity, self-respect, and solitary self-admiration. It is also extraordinary. This poem is one place. He firmly suppressed all the Weicheng scholars who went to Xiyuan."

"With this person here, the brilliance of scholars of the same generation in Weicheng will be covered by him."

"What is this? I heard that after he went back, he saw the servants of the Li family committing crimes and acted in a rage. After the attack, he wrote a charcoal seller to mock the Li family. When the poem was completed, Wen Guang shot it. Rihong shocked many people."

"No one can stop this man's light!"

"It's useless to rely on suppression. I'm afraid that the more frustrated you will be, the more courageous you will be."

In the newspaper office, some scholars secretly talked about it.

These scholars are much more well-informed than ordinary people.

At this moment.

Yang Chen walked in.

Looking inside, he opened his mouth and asked lightly:
"Is this where Wenbao is?"

The people inside were taken aback.

Most people turned their heads and took a look.

This look.

No one turned around.

The people here have already heard about Yang Chen's appearance.

Seeing this young, unworthy scholar at this time, the immediate thought is that this person is Yang Chen Yang, who is famous for his poetry in Weicheng.

"Yes!"

Immediately, a more astute person came to his senses and quickly walked up to Yang Chen, smiling all over his face:

"Excuse me, are you Yang Chen? Are you here to submit a poem?"

Yang Chen was a little surprised, and said: "I didn't expect that there are people here who know me. Yes, I came here to submit a poem I wrote. Please take a look, is there a chance for this poem to be published in the article?" Report to the top?"

As he spoke, he handed over the manuscript of the charcoal seller's poem that he had written.

The man's eyes lighted up.

Staring at the poem manuscript in Yang Chen's hand.

brought it over.

After watching it again, I muttered softly: "The face is dusty and smoky, the temples are gray and the fingers are black. Where can I get the money from selling charcoal? The clothes on my body are food in my mouth. Poor clothes are just plain, worrying about the cheapness of charcoal and wishing for the cold weather. Come to the city at night. With a foot of snow outside, Xiao drove a charcoal cart through the ice ruts..."

Shaking his head, cadenced.

It's a joy to read it.

While reading, he cursed: "It's really unexpected that a scholarly family like the Li family would do such a despicable thing. An old man who sells charcoal intends to blackmail the charcoal. It is more terrifying than demons and ghosts."

Someone next to him immediately smoothed things over and said: "Hehe, the forest is so big that there are all kinds of birds. There are so many servants in the Li family, it is inevitable that there are two black sheep. I heard that Mr. Li has already kicked those two servants out of the house, Let the two go to the old charcoal seller to plead guilty."

"Worthy of being a scholarly family, with a profound heritage, gentle manners, and a gentleman."

"Li Xiang, you don't understand the whole thing, don't talk nonsense, just copy what others say, it's not what I and other scholars did."

"You take Brother Yang to find Xue Daolin. This poem draft will naturally be reviewed by Xue Daolin."

Li Xiang said loudly: "I'm still reviewing a woolen thread. I'm not saying that in the whole of Weicheng, there may not be one who can surpass Brother Yang in writing poetry."

"This poem of his, after the poem is completed, the light of the text shines on the sun and the rainbow. If such a poem is not eligible to be published in the newspaper, other poems are not eligible."

The person next to Li Xiang shook his head: "Why do you need to say more, this audit is under the control of Xue Daolin, what he says is what he says."

(End of this chapter)