Mei Niang, I'm a fake eunuch, you still let me sleep

Chapter 95 That's His Hand
Zhao Wujiang!
Zhao Wujiang!
It's still Zhao Wujiang!
Hearing the list of replacements reported by Zhao Wujiang standing on the high platform, everyone present was in an uproar.

"It's all him himself. Could it be that he has lost his mind and gone crazy? Going out alone to compete with Western Turks in civil and martial arts?"

"I think he went to the doctor indiscriminately!"

"It's hard to say that. Have you guys forgotten Zhao Wujiang's literary talents? This young lady thinks it's perfect for him to fight in the literary arts."

"Hmph, that's just literature! Although he has a brilliant literary talent, what about martial arts? Could it be that he cultivated both literature and martial arts? What's more, there is also a medical profession, which is already broad and profound. How can he compare with Western Turks?"

"You're trying to spoil your own prestige by taking advantage of others' ambition! Have you ever seen Mr. Zhao make a move? You know that he is not good at martial arts, let alone medical skills?"

"Have you seen it? Why don't you tell me and listen to it!"

"Hmph, I have heard that Mr. Zhao was assassinated by many fourth-rank masters after the wedding banquet, but he is still safe and sound!"

"Just open your mouth! Is that his hand?"

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The onlookers said what they said, most of them were skeptical voices, and a few admired Zhao Wujiang's courage, but they were not optimistic about Zhao Wujiang. Win, but what about Wu Heyi?

Seeing this situation, Minister of Rites sighed in his heart, secretly thinking that Zhao Wujiang was too young, too vigorous, and too confused.
The officer is waiting for you to shoot yourself in the foot with a stone, waiting for you to make a fool of yourself, a little bastard!Li Yifu's eyes were cold.

Interesting. Ashina Li stared at Zhao Wujiang on the stage with a playful look on his face. He played two martial arts competitions by himself, but this Zhao Wujiang dared to participate in three competitions.
He shook his head, thinking that he was just a clown trying to please the public.

Ashina's greeting card on the side was full of excitement. Ever since he heard about Zhao Wujiang's deeds, he had always wanted to discuss poetry with Zhao Wujiang, and now he had found the opportunity.

Standing under the skylight, Zhao Wujiang looked around domineeringly. The crowd only questioned, but no one dared to stand up to object.

Gradually, the discussion stopped.

Only then did Zhao Wujiang continue: "Since everyone has no objections, the exchange and discussion between Datang and Western Turks will officially begin!"

Ashina's greeting card in a simple and elegant Tang suit came to the stage, and he politely greeted Zhao Wujiang with a Tang courtesy: "Brother Zhao, please give me your advice later!"

He stretched out his hand not to hit the smiling face, Zhao Wujiang returned the salute.

"Even I have heard a little about the talent in Brother Zhao's poems even in Western Turks, especially the "Qingping Diao" which I admire extremely.

It is really a blessing to be able to compete with Brother Zhao now! "

Ashina said with a warm face.

"You're welcome, if there is nothing wrong, let's start." Zhao Wujiang didn't want to talk too much nonsense.

Greeting card from Ashina: "To be honest, I am also very good at composing poems. Now I will compete with Brother Zhao with poetry to determine the outcome. I hope Brother Zhao will succeed."

"Are you sure?" Zhao Wujiang asked. In the competition of literary skills, one does not necessarily have to compose poems. There are also questions about literature and art, etc., but Ashina Greeting Card actually chose to compete in poetry.

Ashina Greeting Card nodded: "I'm sure, I hope Brother Zhao can go all out!"

Since you said that, then I feel relieved. Zhao Wujiang looked indifferent, "We are a guest from afar, so you choose a theme."

Ashina Greeting Card held its head high, full of temperament, and said loudly: "Since we are all scholars, let's write some poems to inform scholars.

Whether the poems are good or bad is up to everyone present to comment. "

He looked quite confident, since Zhao Wujiang asked him to choose a theme, isn't this giving away someone's head?

Zhao Wujiang nodded: "Let's start."

Ashina greeting card nodded.

The two of them haven't thought about it yet, the next moment, Zhao Wujiang spoke directly:
"Third watch lights and five watch chickens are when the man is studying.

Black hair doesn't know how to study early, but Bai Shoufang regrets studying late. "

The audience was in an uproar, shocking and unbelievable sounds one after another, this is just the beginning Hey, you Zhao Wujiang blurted out a poem?

Ashina Greeting Card stayed where it was, a little dazed.

Before everyone could react, Zhao Wujiang shook his head again, and said loudly:
"Books should be read with pleasure and easily exhausted, and guests can't wait to come.

The world is against each other, so it's so good to be pregnant a few times when you are a hundred years old. "

"The Bishan scholar burns the silver fish, but the white horse goes to the deep rock dwelling.

The ancients have used three winter feet, and today they have opened more than ten thousand volumes.

Sunny clouds overwhelm the house, and the autumn water floats down the steps and breaks the canal.

Wealth and honor must come from hard work, and men must read five cart books. "

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Wujiang had already composed nine poems, and the whole hall was full of guests. There was an uproar at first, until now there is dead silence.

"Ashina Greeting Card, it's your turn." He said lightly.

Ashina's mind was blank. He studied Tang culture since he was a child, and he has a very high poetic talent. He has sung songs all the way, and he has never failed. But now Zhao Wujiang standing in front of him is like a scourge. , brutally destroying his pride.

What kind of monster is this? Ashina's lips trembled, and it took him a while to realize that Zhao Wujiang was calling himself to start composing poems, but what kind of poems could he still spit out nine antiphonal allusions in one breath? Are there any good poems coming?
He wanted to, but he couldn't.

Ashina lowered his head and signaled to admit defeat.

"Wow!"

The young girls among the spectators in the audience are full of enthusiasm at this moment. During the imperial examination, they already admired Zhao Wujiang's talent and his handsome face. When everyone questioned him just now, many girls stood up for Zhao Wujiang. Talking, but the voice is very small.

Now seeing Zhao Wujiang compose nine poems directly, crushing the Western Turkic Ashina greeting card fiercely and domineeringly, making him admit defeat without fighting, their hearts are beating wildly, and their eyes are full of splendor.

Others still can't believe it.

The minister of the Ministry of Rites sat blankly, holding a teacup in his hand, and he didn't know that the tea had already poured out. He was inexplicably surprised. During the imperial examination, he had seen almost exactly the same scene.

The corners of Li Yifu's eyes twitched, he was terrified, Zhao Wujiang's brilliance shining on the audience made him short of breath, and his murderous intent was even worse.

Ashina Li's complexion is extremely bad. Zhao Wujiang's appearance originally just disrupted his plan, but he didn't take it too seriously. Now that Zhao Wujiang has crushed the self-proclaimed poet Ashina's card, I have to re-examine Zhao Wujiang in my heart.

But he didn't panic too much, literature is your strong point Zhao Wujiang, but what about martial arts and medicine?What are you fighting with me?

There are many people present who have the same idea.

Among those gifted scholars and beauties, there are still many voices who are not optimistic about Zhao Wujiang, and they keep pouring cold water on the excited people of Datang.

"I have to admit that Mr. Zhao is indeed talented in the Tang Dynasty, but now there are martial arts and medical skills, Mr. Zhao's chances of winning are slim."

"That's right, there are still two more games, everyone is too happy."

"Leaving aside the facts, isn't it because Naxi Turk's Ashina greeting card is too weak?"

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(End of this chapter)