My wife is a sword god.

"What is this?" Inside the Imperial College, Mo Jijiu looked at a letter in front of him with curiosity.

"Master Jijiu may have forgotten that every year around this time, there will be a literary meeting held in the Feiting Empty Courtyard to meet friends through literature.

In previous years, in order to save face for the behind-the-scenes shopkeeper of the Zhaixing Tower, we would go there to drink and write poems to add color to the literary fair. Do you think we will go there this year? "A man asked respectfully.

Mo Jijiu heard the words, remembered this incident, and then frowned: "The imperial examination is approaching, how can there be such leisure and elegance.

This time, I want the students from Guozijian to occupy the top ten places, and prove to the world that poor students are just a joke! "

"Since that's the case, the student turned down the invitation. I just heard that students from Taiping Academy will also participate in this cultural meeting.

If we stayed in the same place with them, wouldn't it lower our status. "The man sneered.

"Wait, you said those poor students will also participate in the literary fair?" Mo Jijiu asked suddenly.

"That's right, the news has spread quite widely, and I don't know what the shopkeeper of the Zhaixing Tower thinks, isn't it ridiculous and generous to let ordinary people participate in the literary conference?

In addition, there are rumors that there will be relatives of the emperor participating in the literary meeting this time.

However, most people are skeptical about this statement. The Zhaixing Tower has a great reputation in Fengtian City, but it is a bit of a dream to invite such people. "

Mo Jijiu fell silent for a moment, then paced back and forth in the room.

The emergence of the imperial examinations is likely to disrupt the monopoly of the imperial capital's dignitaries, so he naturally wants the Imperial College to prepare fully and not be distracted elsewhere.

But this time's literary meeting is a bit elusive.

Another invitation to the students of Taiping Academy, and another invitation to the royal relatives, the time is just before the imperial examination
Although the man doesn't believe the statement about inviting relatives and relatives of the emperor, Mo Jijiu does.

How can a person who can manage the Star Picking Tower in the imperial capital be mediocre?
He even heard someone mention that the real behind-the-scenes shopkeeper of Zhaixinglou may be quite scary.

But this time, the poor family who were not qualified to participate in the literary meeting this time was able to participate. It is very likely that someone in the palace is expressing an attitude-the situation where the rich and powerful monopolize the court will no longer exist.

If that is the case, the status of Guozijian in Fengtian City will be greatly reduced.

Thinking of this, Mo Jijiu gritted his teeth with hatred towards Qin Feng. If the other party hadn't established Taiping Academy and taught so many poor students, even if Emperor Ming proposed the imperial examination system, it would only be an extra channel for the Imperial College to send officials!

Moreover, the other party slapped Guozijian in the face many times, and even yelled the arrogant words "When the sea reaches the end, the sky will be the shore, and when the text reaches the end, I will be the peak".
Seeing that Mo Jijiu's face became extremely ugly, the man asked cautiously, "Master Jijiu, what's wrong with you?"

"This time, we Guozijian will participate in the literary meeting!"

"Ah? But those poor students will also go, do you really want to be in the same place with them?" The man showed disgust.

For them, the idea that people are born into ranks and ranks has long been ingrained, and staying with civilians will only make them feel uncomfortable.

"It is because of them that we are going all the more.

A chicken is a chicken, even if it has colorful tail feathers, it cannot become a phoenix.

I just want to prove this to the world at this literary meeting, and let those untouchables lose face before the imperial examination! "Mo Jijiu sneered.

This is not only to promote the strength of the Imperial College, but also to take revenge on Qin Feng who repeatedly humiliated him!
"Master Jijiu wants to use the poetry feast?" The man suddenly realized, and then he looked excited.

As we all know, poetry is the easiest to pass on from generation to generation, because its sentences are refined and rhymed, catchy, and can express artistic conception and thoughts most vividly.

Therefore, the annual finale program of Feiting Kongyuan's Wenhui is the Poetry Fighting Banquet.

If they defeated everyone in the Taiping Academy at the Poetry Banquet, wouldn't the latter become a big joke?
"Not bad!" Mo Jijiu laughed loudly.

He seemed to have seen those poor students looking like prodigal dogs at the literary meeting, and his heart was relieved.

At this time, the man suddenly thought of something, and said worriedly: "But what should the surname Qin do? His poetic talent is really hard for ordinary people to match."

Most of the popular poems in Fengtian City are written by Qin Feng.

The man was really afraid that the scene of Qin Feng alone fighting against several people in the Guozijian would appear again.

Mo Jijiu frowned when he heard the words: "It's okay, the poetry competition is not all about one person, even if he is quite talented in poetry, it is impossible for him to convince everyone with one poem.

What's more, the good sentences in the article are just obtained by chance. I don't believe that the poems in his mind can keep flowing.

After all, as long as you are an individual, your creativity will always dry up. "

The man believed it to be true, and said in harmony: "Master Jijiu's words are very true, then I will reply to the Zhaixing Building, and the Guozijian will participate in the literary conference!"

"Ah."

"Ah, is it cold in the spring?" Qin Feng rubbed his nose, muttered, and then continued to send righteous energy to the little fox in his arms, washing his whole body.

Today's little fox is no longer as cautious as when he first arrived. Every time he sees him, he will naturally jump into his arms, then curl up, showing an expression of enjoyment.

Qin Feng also asked Su Tianyue if this little fox could be counted as her clone, but he got a negative answer.

The other party made it clear that this little fox was just transformed from her hair and tail feathers, which contained a trace of her soul, which could bring back the remaining ancient spirit after the baptism of righteousness, that's all.

It didn't look like he was lying, so Qin Feng didn't bother with this matter anymore.

After all, if you think about it, if your avatar is held in the arms of an opposite sex and even touched with your hands, normal people will feel uncomfortable, right?

Swish!
A figure suddenly fell, and it was Cang Feilan who came.

She glanced at the little fox in Qin Feng's arms, and couldn't help frowning.

Even though she has long been used to the existence of the other party, she has an instinctive resistance when she sees him getting close to her husband.

When the little fox saw Cang Feilan appear, his enjoyment expression suddenly became serious, and his small body trembled slightly, as if he was caught raped by the main palace on the spot.

It was too late to say it, and then it was too late, Cang Feilan suddenly pulled out the dagger from his waist, and stabbed the little fox in the eyes.

This sudden scene also stunned Qin Feng, but fortunately, the dagger landed an inch away from the little fox, and did not go any further.

Haw!

The little fox frowned, with a look of shock on his little face.

"What are you doing?" Qin Feng asked in surprise.

"It's an illusion." Cang Feilan murmured to herself, and silently retracted the dagger.

Her purpose of doing this is nothing more than to test whether this little fox has the incarnation of Su Tianyue.

Looking at it now, she really thought too much.

In the Huyanxuan's wing room, Su Tianyue was startled into a cold sweat, thinking that she must be more careful in her actions in the future.