Great Sui God of War, great strength at the beginning!

Chapter 238
"I don't know which family you belong to?"

Although Sima Yue is not a particularly powerful character, he still has the ability to read words and demeanor. Looking at Wang Chen in front of him, his clothes and temperament are all extraordinary, and even the servants around him are also so extraordinary, so naturally he has to confirm it carefully .

"My son is just a poor boy from a poor family. Although he is not a big man, he also knows the truth that twisted melons are not sweet. And you Sima Yue, since you are the son of Sima Shilang's family, you don't know this truth?"

Wang Chen opened the folding fan and shook it lightly, looking at the young people in front of him with a smile, Wang Chen wanted to see what Sima Yue wanted to do today.

"Is it possible that a down-and-out kid from a humble family still wants to compete with our Young Master Sima?"

The rest of the young people spoke disdainfully.

"Isn't it possible? Wuyou doesn't like Sima Yue, so why can't that young master?"

The eldest grandson Wuyou blushed a little, the word Wuyou was a bit too intimate.

And Yang Lian also immediately echoed:

"That's right, anyway, I think Prince Wang is much stronger than you, Sima!"

Faced with Yang Lian's merciless ridicule, Sima Yue's face was a little ugly, but he didn't dare to refute. If he really talked about power, Sima Yue compared to Yang Lian like an ant is compared to an elephant, there is no comparison.

"Hmph! Kid, do you dare to compete with me!"

"Better than what?"

Wang Chen became interested, but he wanted to see what this young man wanted to do.

"Compared to the Luoyang Poetry Fair this time, there is still half an incense stick before the end, and we will see who ranks higher!"

"If my son wins, you will immediately disappear from my eyes and stay away from Miss Changsun!"

Sima Yue raised his head slightly, seemingly confident.

The others immediately started booing.

Lu Bing was already getting more and more upset. The young man in front of him who didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth was talking to Wang Chen one by one. If Wang Chen didn't stop him, Lu Bing would have sent him to the prison of the Gongwei Division to experience the torture of the [-]th floor of hell. !

"Then what if I win?"

"If you win, this young master will not renege on his debts. Similarly, if you leave here, you will stay far away from Miss Changsun!"

"Then let's try!?"

Wang Chen smiled slightly, and for a moment, Wang Chen felt as if he had returned to the time when he was young again.

Calculating the time, Wang Chen is now 24 or [-] years old. In ancient times, people of this age were considered relatively old. In another ten years, Wang Chen would be able to call himself an old man.

"Prince Wang, I think you should change your poems. Although this Sima Yue is a playboy, he does have a certain talent!"

Seeing that Wang Chen agreed, Sima Yue let out a soft snort and brought a few young princes back to his box, planning to use his talent to shut Wang Chen up!
Changsun Wuyou bit her warm lips lightly, and after a dozen or so breaths, she still couldn't help but walk up to Wang Chen and said softly.

The corners of Wang Chen's mouth rose slightly, looking at Changsun Wuyou with a trace of ambiguity in his eyes.

"What? Miss Wuyou really hopes that I can beat Sima Yue?"

"That's natural. Sima Yue is not very good-looking, and he's still a flamboyant young master, so he can write poems. My son, I think you are much better than him!"

Yang Lian bouncing up to Wang Chen's side, praised Wang Chen for a while.

"Hahaha, I think Miss Yang Lian is very discerning!"

Lu Bing, who was on the side, heard others' praise for his master, and his black face finally turned rosy.

"Why are you interjecting, go and drink!"

Wang Chen waved his hand to Lu Bing, really disturbing himself to tease Wuyou.

"I just like Miss Yang Lian's true nature, hahaha!"

Wang Chen said to Yang Lian again.

"Then, young master, if you don't correct it, if the writing is bad, then if Sima Yue really proposes marriage, Sister Wuyou will marry that Sima Yue!"

Yang Lian put her hands on her small waist and said angrily.

This is not Yang Lian's alarmist talk, but a very possible thing.

The current eldest grandson's family is the eldest grandson Wuji who is in charge. As the saying goes, an elder brother is like a father!
It means that Changsun Wuyou's marriage, as long as there is no emperor's intervention, it will be decided by Changsun Wuji, and the son of Sima Shilang's family in the Ministry of Punishment is the most suitable age for Changsun Wuyou, so it is really possible for Changsun Wuji Marry the eldest grandson Wuyou to that Sima Yue.

"There is really no need to change it!"

Wang Chen was still stubborn, leaving Yang Lian speechless, wishing to jump up and bite Wang Chen to death, but Changsun Wuyou didn't know why, but he was full of confidence in Wang Chen for a while.

"Okay, everyone, the time is up, stop writing immediately!"

After half an incense stick, Zhou Xuewen shouted immediately, and then several guards with extremely loud voices shouted at the top of their voices.

The students on the cruise ship, those upstairs, and the students in the enclosure all stopped writing, not daring to write another word.

This is different from the later generations. If you dare to write another word, it is likely to be crossed out directly. After all, there are hundreds of guards in royal clothes staring at you.

Of course, except the highest floors of Shenwu Restaurant, there are relatively few surveillances. After all, those who can go to the highest floors of Shenwu are all the sons of aristocratic families or high-ranking officials. There is no need to use poetry and songs to become officials. of.

Besides, these aristocratic young masters dare not cheat at all!

why?
Naturally, high-ranking officials or sons of aristocratic families are basically recorded. What they have done, what knowledge they have, and what achievements they have made in academics are all recorded. Being heavily censored, if cheating is found out, not only will he go to jail, but even his father and family will be implicated.

So, don't say that these aristocratic sons dare not cheat, even if they really want to cheat, before Wang Chen's Jin Yiwei came to investigate, his father would beat him to death first.

Wang Chen handed the written poems to the guards who went to the restaurant to collect the paper, and Changsun Wuyou also handed over his own poems.

"Wang, if your writing is not good, I will have my father punish you severely!"

Yang Lian said without hesitation, she looked vicious, but with her short height and childish face, it was a little funny!
"Lian'er, you're here again!"

Changsun Wuyou grabbed Yang Lian, and said helplessly, this is simply a demon king who is alive and well, and he can't control it.

In the whole school, I am afraid that Yang Lian will only listen to Changsun Wuyou's words.

"Hahaha, Miss Yang Lian, don't worry, if my son's poem doesn't get No.1 in the first round, then I will jump down from here!"

Wang Chen pointed to the outside of the building, the sixth floor!
"really?!"

"a man of his words!"

"Okay! That girl will wait and see!"

Yang Lian still had her hips akimbo, and said with her head held up slightly.

"Hmph, I will wait and see!"

Sima Yue led the dog legs to this box again.

"Hey, Sima Yue, why are you always intruding on this girl's territory, be careful that this girl doesn't miss our childhood playmate's old love!"

Yang Lian pointed at Sima Yue and said bluntly.

No wonder!Wang Chen understood it now. Wang Chen was a little surprised at how Sima Yue dared to rush into Yang Lian's box all the time. It turned out that the two were childhood playmates. I think they had a good relationship when they were young, but their childhood sweethearts were never as good as Tianxiang main character.

"Unfortunately, just now, my son was thinking like a spring, and improvised a frontier poem, you just wait to lose!"

Sima Yue cocked his mouth, and sat next to Wang Chen confidently. Although he was half a head shorter than Wang Chen, he still held his head up without showing any weakness.

Lu Bing stood up in the corner, walked slowly to Sima Yue's side, and patted Sima Yue's shoulder with a smile.

Sima Yue felt that someone was patting him on the shoulder, and was about to scold him, but when he turned his head and saw Lu Bing's smiling face, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and dared not speak.

"Pfft!"

Yang Lian looked at Sima Yue who was immediately cowardly, and couldn't help laughing out loud, which made Sima Yue's face turn red, but he really didn't have the courage to resist.

Lu Bing did not know how much blood was stained in his hands, and he released that terrifying majesty, which could not be stopped by such a comfortable and aristocratic son. Of course, Wang Chen can take it in and out freely. The current Wang Chen, who can see it? Everyone thought he was an elegant son of a family.

"The first poem, Li Xuan, the son of the prefect of Hangzhou, is called Zhaoguan,..."

At this time, the little boy beside Zhou Xuewen began to read the poems of the princes or children of the common people who participated in the Luoyang Poetry Association, and Zhou Xuewen and others rated the poems according to their quality.

The first few poems are basically mediocre, and there are no particularly brilliant poems.

"The next song is written by Sima Yue, the son of Sima Hui, the right servant of the Criminal Ministry, and it's called Expedition!"

"The generals of the Han Dynasty pulled out their camp at Zisaixi, and the three armies moved their tents away from the barren moraine.

The bow and knife are bleak and frosty, and the moon hangs high above the iron clothes. "

"it is good!"

As soon as this poem came out, everyone applauded again and again. This poem surpassed all the previous lines in terms of artistic conception and description.

"Not bad!" Zhou Xuewen nodded again and again.

As for the other masters of poetry, Daru also nodded approvingly.

Many young girls from aristocratic families also stared at each other. This is the son of a servant, and his literary talents are so good, he must be a wealthy son-in-law.

"There are really two brushes!"

Wang Chen also took a high look at Sima Yue beside him.

Changsun Wuyou and Yang Lian also nodded, this poem is really well written.

"Hahaha, although I don't like to read the Four Books and Five Classics, I still like poetry more. Don't be afraid. If I admit defeat now, I can let the past go!"

Sima Yue raised his head proudly, like a rooster who has won a fight.

"Of course, I think it's just not bad!"

Wang Chen continued to speak, causing Sima Yue to retract the corner of his mouth that reached his nose.

"Hmph, really arrogant!"

The young masters next to Sima Yue snorted disdainfully.

"The next poem is written by a son named Wang Zitian, and the poem is called Chusai!"

The elementary school boy said while holding Wang Chen's poems.

"Hmph! Overthinking one's abilities, my poem is called Chuzheng, and yours is called Chusai. Doesn't this coincide with each other?"

Sima Yue smiled disdainfully, but still seemed extremely confident about his expedition.

"The bright moon in the Qin Dynasty and the pass in the Han Dynasty,

The Long March people have not returned.

But so that Dragon City Fei will be there,
Don't teach Huma to ride Yinshan! "

A poem, shocking four audiences in one fell swoop!
Zhou Xuewen and the others were stunned. Obviously, this poem was very suitable for them, and it surpassed their imagination.

"The poem of the ages!"

Zhou Xuewen couldn't help nodding his head in admiration.

Only Zhang Jiuling and Yang Gongren felt something was wrong.

"Prince Heaven? King of Heaven?!"

"The Son of Heaven is King!"

Zhang Jiuling muttered to himself.

Zhang Jiuling and Yang Gongren looked at each other, then smiled at each other, and nodded at each other, obviously they both guessed it.

"This?"

Sima Yue was stunned, Sima Yue's poetry and prose skills were also very solid, how could he fail to understand that Wang Chen's "Out of the Fortress" was many times better than his own in terms of artistic conception!
"Hahaha! Prince, you are really amazing!"

Yang Lian clapped her hands and cheered.

And Changsun Wuyou looked at Wang Chen with another surprise in his eyes. He didn't expect that the man in front of him was not only so good at the Song of Everlasting Regret, but now he was also so heroic in frontier poems. He was really a mysterious man.

"So your real name is Wang Zi, oh my god? This name doesn't sound good."

Yang Lian curled her lips and said.

Wang Chen had a dark face, thinking that Yang Lian had figured it out, obviously he overestimated her IQ too much.

"How is it? Mr. Sima, do you agree?"

Wang Chen smiled and asked Sima Yue beside him.

Sima Yue opened his mouth, but in the end he was still speechless, hummed lightly, and stood up with a flick of his robe.

"Hmph! This is still the first round, you're just slightly ahead of me, we have two more rounds, I will definitely beat you!"

After speaking, Sima Yue left the box with his henchmen.

"Sister Wuyou, did you see Sima Yue's funny expression, hahaha, he also has today!"

"Alright, Lian'er."

Changsun Wuyou smiled and rubbed Yang Lian's head, then came to Wang Chen's side.

"Unexpectedly, the young master's poems and fus are so powerful. The two poems of the Song of Everlasting Sorrow and Out of the Fortress are both written so wonderfully by the young master. Wuyou admires them!"

After Changsun Wuyou finished speaking, he saluted Wang Chen, and he was completely convinced.

"Wuyou doesn't need to be too polite, I just know a thing or two."

Wang Chen smiled and helped his eldest grandson Wuyou, looking like a gentleman.

The distance between the two was less than half a meter, Wang Chen's manly aura rushed toward his face, Changsun Wuyou blushed slightly, and immediately turned to greet Yang Lian to relieve his inner anxiety.

The corner of Wang Chen's mouth raised slightly, this girl...

(End of this chapter)