Are you crazy? The emperor is being robbed of his bride?

The first sentence of Jun Lingtian's poem was a shock to all the four talented women.

Whether a poem is good or not can be roughly judged from the first sentence.

Obviously, Jun Lingtian's first sentence shocked them.

"Don't you see, the mirror in the hall is sad for the white hair, which was black in the morning and turned into snow in the evening.

When you are happy in life, you must enjoy it to the fullest, don't let the golden cup face the moon in vain.

I was born with talents that must be useful, and I will get them back even if I spend all my money.

Cooking sheep and cattle is fun, and I must drink three hundred cups at a time.

Master Cen, Mr. Danqiu, let's drink, don't stop."

...

As Jun Lingtian recited Li Bai's "Let's Drink" in his previous life.

The whole hall was silent.

"Brother, are you going to let me live?"

Ling Mu was the first to react.

And Lin Qingmeng's eyes were full of hearts at this moment.

Even though she became Jun Lingtian's maid, she was very proud.

"I don't believe it. Write another poem with the battlefield as the theme."

Shangguan Yu spoke at this time.

This battlefield test was also prepared by them for the Moshan Poetry Conference.

Hearing this, Jun Lingtian did not refuse, and he recited it directly.

"Drunk in the lamplight, looking at the sword, dreaming of blowing the horn in the camp.

Eight hundred miles to share the roast meat with the subordinates, fifty strings turn the sound of the frontier, the battlefield in autumn recruits soldiers.

The horse is as fast as Lu, and the bow is as thunderous as the string.

Finish the king's affairs in the world, win the reputation before and after life.

Poor white hair!"

Another famous sentence that has been sung for thousands of years.

Let everyone present be amazed.

"Write another poem praising a woman's appearance."

Shangguan Yu was not giving up. This kind of test questions were also prepared by them for the Moshan Poetry Conference.

"The clouds are like clothes and the flowers are like faces. The spring breeze blows the threshold and the dew is thick.

If we hadn't met on the top of the Jade Mountain, we would have met under the moon on the Jade Terrace."

After finishing this poem, Jun Lingtian did not stop.

Continue to recite famous quatrains.

"When will the spring flowers and autumn moons end? How much do we know about the past.

The east wind blew again in the small building last night, and I couldn't bear to look back at my homeland in the bright moon.

The carved railings and jade bricks should still be there, but the red face has changed.

Ask you how much sorrow can you have? It's like a river of spring water flowing eastward."

"I don't know what year it is in the palace in heaven tonight?

I want to ride the wind to go back, but I'm afraid of the jade buildings.

How is it like being in the human world?"

...

He recited thousands of poems in a row, with all kinds of scenes, and directly made the four talented women present all busy.

As elite students of Jixia Academy, how could they not appreciate the quality of these poems?

Each of them is a masterpiece of all ages!

At this moment, the eyes of the four talented women present all flashed as they looked at Jun Lingtian.

What everyone didn't know was that when Jun Lingtian was reciting the poems, strange phenomena occurred frequently in the outside world.

The rich and pure righteousness swept in from all directions like a strong wind.

It covered the entire Dayan Immortal Dynasty and stretched for tens of millions of miles.

"Young Master Jun, can I bind these poems into a book and print it for publication?"

"The spirit stones earned will be divided into 30% and 70%, you 70% and I 30%."

At this time, Ling Yourong suddenly spoke up. These poems are all good things.

Similar to the practice of practitioners, they can cultivate righteousness.

If Jun Lingtian authorized it, she would make a lot of money.

"Okay, let's call the author Anonymous."

Jun Lingtian said calmly.

These were not written by him, so he certainly would not claim to be the author.

"Anonymous?"

Hearing Jun Lingtian's words, everyone present was puzzled.

This is an opportunity to be famous for thousands of years, but the young master of the Jun family doesn't want it?

Indifferent to fame and fortune!

Instantly, these four words appeared in everyone's mind.

"Young Master Jun has noble moral integrity, and I admire you!"

Liu Ruxue praised sincerely.

"It's just a false name, useless!"

As soon as Jun Lingtian said this, it was sublimated.

Instantly, the four talented women's favorability doubled.

"Young Master Jun, I want you to be the referee of the Moshan Poetry Conference in a month, is it okay?"

Ling Yourong invited.

"Yes, with Young Master Jun here, how dare the four of us make a fool of ourselves."

Liu Ruxue also echoed.

"Okay."

Looking at the four girls' hopeful eyes, Jun Lingtian reluctantly agreed.

But this was exactly what he wanted.

"I want to deal with the publishing matter, you guys talk first."

Ling Yourong said and left Weiyang Palace.

Jun Lingtian and Liu Ruxue and the other girls started talking about poetry.

...

One month later

, the Moshan Poetry Conference was held as scheduled.

The so-called Moshan is a mountain that looks like a standing brush.

It is dark black with a huge platform on the top.

The poetry conference was held on that platform.

At this moment, there were already a large number of literati and poets on the platform.

They were all famous talents from various places.

After all, as long as you can win the championship, you can be noticed by the Jixia Academy. Who among the literati in the world doesn't want to try their luck?

"Brother Li Sao, have you heard that the referee was replaced temporarily this time?"

"What if I change people? I'm sure I'll win the championship of this poetry conference."

Li Sao was full of confidence.

Because he was also a crossover from Blue Star, and he knew nothing about poetry, but he had memorized a lot of it.

He believed that as long as he picked out a poem at random, he could suppress the whole audience.

After a while.

With the arrival of Jun Lingtian, Ling Yourong and others, the scene suddenly became a commotion.

"It's Senior Sister Yourong, the leader of the top ten talented women."

"That's Senior Sister Shangguan, one of the top ten talented women."

"And Senior Sister Nangong and Senior Sister Liu."

Seeing the four talented women, everyone on the scene showed admiration on their faces.

"No, who is that pretty boy walking next to Senior Sister Yourong?"

"Yes, how can he stand shoulder to shoulder with Senior Sister Yourong?"

Only then did someone notice Jun Lingtian surrounded by several women.

Their faces all showed envy, jealousy and hatred.

"Master Jun, our position is over there."

Ling Yourong led Jun Lingtian to the referee area.

"What? Could that pretty boy be the referee of this poetry conference?"

At this time, some smart people had guessed Jun Lingtian's identity.

"Who is that guy? How come I have never seen him before?"

"Do you remember the righteous riot a month ago? I heard that it was caused by this guy."

"Is it him? No wonder he is qualified to sit in the referee's seat."

Now the talented scholars in various regions are talking about it.

On the other side, Li Sao is jealous.

That's right! He likes Ling Yourong!

He also has the same idea about the other three talented women.

But before, he saw the four talented women showing admiring eyes to Jun Lingtian.

How can he not be jealous?

"Wait! Watch me write a poem in seven steps and shock the whole audience."

"I must trample that guy under my feet when the time comes."

At this moment, Li Sao is more and more disgusted with Jun Lingtian.

He doesn't know that this is the bond between the son of luck and the villain.

So he has planned to humiliate Jun Lingtian severely when the time comes.