Zhiguai: Let you be an official, and you raise a group of banshees?

Chapter 67: First Class First Rank Bai Yu. Lan Chi arrives, and the double dragons compete!

“His Royal Highness Lan Xi arrives !!!!”

Bai Yu’s side is surrounded by people and flattery.

It didn’t take long for you to do so.

Not far away, there was a sudden sound of a small high ~ shout.

For a moment,

All the scholars around the landing platform froze abruptly, and all stopped talking.

Look in the same direction.

As far as the eye can see, people consciously give way to a path.

A woman dressed in a black brocade robe came from the place of light, followed by two attendants.

Beautiful, noble and graceful.

Everyone was amazed, but they couldn’t give birth to half a trespass.

The people all bowed and saluted, respectfully saying in unison: “Your Highness, Hail Jin’an!” ”

The most respected and highest-ranking person in this poetry meeting is the organizer of the poetry meeting,

The Great Queen, Lan Xi.

The empress daughter is benevolent and loves literature, and can be said to be the emperor that every reader dreams of serving.

Everyone yearns for and respects it.

Lan Xi’s face was indifferent, in the eyes of everyone’s longing,

Without hurry, he walked to the most honorable main seat of the falling platform.

Two attendants serve left and right.

She sat dignified, glancing at the scholarly literati around her.

Without a trace, he looked more at the prodigal son.

Although there are many people,

But Bai Yu’s casual and rude gaze was still quite eye-catching.

“Give a seat!”

She maintained the majesty of a superior and said lightly.

then

The attendants around them instantly moved quickly.

They carried futons, desks… They are listed on the two sides closest to the drop platform.

Twenty tables in total.

The luxurious desk is neatly arranged with pen and ink rice paper, and there are some tea and melons.

After the visit was completed, the loud little man who had just shouted His Highness Lan Xi arrived,

Holding a letter paper in his hand, he stood in front of the person and shouted loudly: “First class leader!” ”

“Please Mr. Bai Yu… Seated! ”

For a moment, the audience was silent,

Lan Xi sat in the main seat and looked at one place generously.

At the same time, it is also where everyone’s eyes are.

Sixteen years of young man, white clothes are delicate and clean,

In this group of scholars with an average age of thirty, it is still quite eye-catching.

Is that Bai Yu?

What will be the yuan of this imperial examination?

So young and talented?

The first rank leader, His Highness really values him!

After all, there are no cameras and no networks in this era.

There are also many people who do not recognize Bai Yu.

At this moment, Bai Yu also completely showed his face in front of everyone.

People looked at this matchless son, and they couldn’t help but marvel at it, and secretly sighed in their hearts.

This face alone makes me feel that this person is extraordinary.

Even if you are young, no one dares to take it lightly.

“Your Highness!”

Meeting everyone’s gaze,

Bai Yu is the most beautiful boy in the audience at this moment!

He bowed, not humble or arrogant, smiled high and confident, and thanked him aloud.

The person in front consciously made way for him.

Then, he generously walked to the seat at the first table on the left and sat down.

On such an occasion, such a magnificence is indeed amazing.

It’s really hard to imagine that such a young man is just a white-faced outsider.

There are rules for poetry, otherwise a bunch of people make noise, won’t it become a vegetable market?

Before the poetry meeting began, the Grand Empress set up a twenty ink incense seat.

These twenty people were the twenty people with the highest level of talent in this poetry meeting recognized by the Great Empress.

Divided into A and B ten,

The first class is the first person recognized by the Great Queen.

Then there will be a competition for poetry questions,

The literati and inkers countered the poetry on the title of the imperial daughter.

Those in the same rank can challenge anyone, and if they feel defeated, they can switch places.

If they are-for-tat and do not convince each other, they will be judged by the queen daughter.

If the inner scholar is proud of his outstanding talent, his thoughts are well-flowing, and he has made a good sentence, he can also challenge the scholar who is in the fifth rank of the second rank.

Similarly

Students of the fifth class in the upper column B can also challenge the fifth class students in the lower column A.

Stay until the end, and the twenty ink pilgrims left behind are the winners, and can watch the cabaret show in the best position.

At the same time, you can also get a gift carefully prepared by the queen daughter.

The closer to the former, the more valuable the gift.

Each poetry competition is also a grand spectacle in the literary world.

And now, the first-class leader recognized by the imperial daughter is public,

Bai Yu!

It’s to be expected.

In terms of talent, people are huiyuan, and the poems they make are enough to be passed down through the ages.

In terms of personal appreciation, the great queen and daughter have put up plaques at the door, so that those readers who want to get started can write poems and save Bai Yu, so is this not obvious enough?

It stands to reason that the first rank leader is Bai Yu.

No one was shaken.

Seeing Bai Yu sitting down, the little man nodded slightly, and continued to shout loudly: “A second-class sub-seat!” ”

“Please Mr. Ji Guangchong… Seated! ”

People are looking at one place again.

“Your Highness!”

A polite young man with a calm face walked towards Bai Yu’s side.

Speaking of which, Lao Ji met Bai Yu is also sad.

Originally a good first, the capital has a great reputation.

The name of the talented son has been passed down since childhood, and it has convinced a group of proud people in Kyoto.

And now, all of a sudden,

But I didn’t know that I was crushed by such a ghost thing as Bai Yu that came out there.

Pressed in despair.

The second oldest in the scientific examination,

Now I am participating in the poetry meeting, and I am still the second oldest.

And now depending on the degree to which the imperial daughter attaches such importance to Bai Yu,

His second old man is estimated to sit to the end!

The luck is really bad!

He glanced at the shining young man with the afterglow of his eyes,

I couldn’t help but sigh secretly.

Sadly, if you are born of Chong, why give birth to Yu?

At all times, people will always focus on the most dazzling leader.

A gaze with little pity will fall on the second. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

This, as the former first, he felt too deeply.

The registered Xiao Xiao nodded gently, and then followed the letter paper again, and continued to shout: “A third-class season seat!” ”

“Please Mr. Liu Zhijie… Seated! ”

“A fourth class!”

“Please…”

……

“Seventh class seat!”

“Please…”

With Xiao Xiao’s shout, scholars of different shapes and extraordinary qi came from all directions to sit down.

Lan Xi occupies the Lord, and the outstanding talents occupy two columns, gradually neat.

And yet, at this moment,

“His Royal Highness Lan Chi to !!!!!!”

Suddenly, the shouts of another small man in the distance interrupted the process of settling the ink pilgrim down.

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For a while, everyone jerked.

Who?

His Highness Lan Chi?

His Royal Highness the Second Prince?

What is he coming to do?

The uninvited guest arrived, and for a moment, everyone was a little confused.

Everyone knows it,

The second prince was brave and martial, good at conquest, invincible in attack, invincible in battle, and made a name for himself in the army.

However, the second prince was domineering and arrogant, did not like literature, and did not like scholars.

With it, the gentle and graceful grand queen is a completely different type.

What’s going on?

What is His Royal Highness the Second Prince doing here?

This is the Yingxian Poetry Society, not the army’s trial and martial arts.

What is he coming to do?

As the biggest contender, the queen and the prince do not deal with each other.

But

The prince has never been to this heroic poetry meeting that he dislikes?

For a while, the people present were a little doubtful that their ears had misheard.

The scholars consciously gave way to a road,

Meeting everyone’s gaze, a group of people came from the west.

The first one is burly and strong, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and is magnificent.

Wearing a brocade and blood-red robe, draped in a big gun, he came all the way, with a fierce sense of aggression.

The majesty is arbitrary, so that people dare not look at it directly, and subconsciously want to obey it.

Second Prince, Lan Chi!

“Lan Er, what are you doing?”

Looking at the people coming,

Lan Xi couldn’t help but frown.

Stinky brother, I saw Bai Yu running away before.

Now this is the old lady’s territory, the old lady’s event.

What are you breaking in for?

Do you know what poetry is as a reckless man whose muscles grow into your brain?

If you don’t like it, you do not like it, you come to sabotage like this,

But it fell behind!

Lan Xi occupies a high main seat, his face is calm and cold, elegant and majestic, and noble and graceful.

And Lan Blaze stood in the field, his smile was wild and wanton, domineering and arrogant, and sharp.

The two dragons are opposite, each holding on to one side, and will not give an inch.

It seems that there is a faint sound of the dragon groaning and the roar of the tiger ringing in the ears,

A gentle breeze blows.

The literati present were all shocked, looking at this scene in awe, looking at the two who were facing each other,

I only felt that the unfathomable power swept over, pressing on the shoulders, making people tremble and breathless.

And so the moment passed,

Time returns to flow,

“Hey!”

Lan Chi showed a wanton smile: “Imperial sister, the younger brother is also a scholar!” ”

“I want to come and see the heroic poetry party held by the imperial sister, can’t you?”

Lan Xi: …

Readers present: …

His Royal Highness the Second Prince, would you like to hear what you are saying?

I have never seen such a good reader.

You ask your hands that can handle an eighty-pound overlord gun, how many good words can you write?

Lan Chi actually didn’t care about the gazes and thoughts of these poor literati.

Meeting Lan Xi’s strange gaze,

He smiled heartily: “Imperial sister, the junior brother knows the rules. ”

“Although there is no invitation, how about answering your question in exchange for admission to the poetry club?”

Saying that, he didn’t wait for Lan Xi to respond,

He just looked at the sixteen-year-old young man in the first rank of the first-class leader.

Lang Sheng chanted: “Heaven descends to the demon star world is unique, help me raise troops to slaughter all sides!” ”

“But the king of the world is in trouble, and the great deeds of the ages praise the fame of billions!”