Great Wei scholar

A quarter of an hour later.

Shouren School.

Li Guangxiao looked at the location of Liyang Palace, and then watched the sky at night, he couldn't help but sighed.

"Great Wei literary world is about to suffer a fatal blow."

Li Guangxiao thought to himself, in fact, he has been paying attention to the matter of Liyang Palace.

At first, he also thought that if Xu Qingxiao appeared on the stage, he would be able to suppress the opponent, but now that he thought about it, it wasn't that Xu Qingxiao couldn't do it, but that Xu Qingxiao's status in the hearts of everyone was too high, so that they thought he was omnipotent.

But actually?Xu Qingxiao never said that he would be able to write eternal poems?

With Zhen Guoshi in front, Xu Qingxiao was under a lot of pressure, and it was reasonable for him to refuse to go.

Not going at least gave Wei the last bit of hope.

If you go and lose, then you are completely finished.

So he supported Xu Qingxiao not to go.

But at this moment, a voice sounded.

"Junior Brother! Junior Brother!"

"Junior Brother, hurry up and go to Liyang Palace, if you don't go, I don't know how arrogant the talented scholars of the Ten Kingdoms will be."

Chen Xinghe's voice sounded.

He ran back, trying to persuade Xu Qingxiao.

inside the room.

Xu Qingxiao was still thinking about countermeasures. He already had some ideas, but Chen Xinghe's voice sounded.

Thoughts were interrupted again.

"Ugh!"

If the person who came was not Chen Xinghe, but anyone else, Xu Qingxiao would have to say a few words.

Do you want to be so annoying.

But when his senior brother came, Xu Qingxiao could only stand up and smile wryly.

"Brother, I really don't want to go. I have a very troublesome matter now. This poetry meeting will fail if it fails. What's the big deal?"

Xu Qingxiao spoke with a rather helpless tone.

"Junior brother, you can't lose. If we lose, we Da Wei will really lose face."

"Do you know how the talents of the Ten Kingdoms humiliated us? They said that the literary circles of the Wei Dynasty were mediocre, and they scolded you, saying that you have been frightened out of your nerves, and you don't know how proud and arrogant you are. Senior brother can't understand it."

Chen Xinghe appeared in the room and said angrily.

"They can say whatever they want, their mouths grow on them, can they still control them?"

Xu Qingxiao didn't care, he had heard this kind of talk too much.

Not the first time.

"Junior Brother, why don't you understand? The Taiping Poetry Fair not only affects the literary world of the Great Wei, but also the people of the Great Wei. How many people are looking forward to your appearance now?"

"If we were to lose today, then the common people of Great Wei would be ashamed to go out in the future."

Chen Xinghe said helplessly.

The Great Wei Palace has always claimed to be an orthodox saint, and the people are proud of it, but if it is suppressed by the talents of the Ten Kingdoms, will it have the face to say this in the future?

Just before Xu Qingxiao thought about it, Chen Xinghe's voice sounded again.

"Junior Brother, let me ask you a question. Answer truthfully. Do you have the confidence to overwhelm Li En? The one who wrote Zhen Guo Poetry."

"If you don't have confidence, you have never been a senior brother. If you have confidence, come with me."

He said with an extremely serious and serious face.

Faced with Chen Xinghe's question, Xu Qingxiao originally wanted to deal with it casually, but after thinking about it, he still sighed.

"The talents of the ten countries, all of them have carefully prepared for this banquet."

"But the literary world of the Wei Dynasty suddenly weakened this time, and my junior feels that there is something strange about it."

"I don't want to wade into the muddy water, but whether I can overcome it."

"Brother, they are actually right in saying something."

"I don't go to the banquet, I really think they are a bunch of rotten fish and rotten shrimp."

Xu Qingxiao answered seriously.

And Chen Xinghe was taken aback, good guy, his junior brother's pretending skills are getting more and more proficient.

"But they have already written poems for the country."

Chen Xinghe couldn't help but said.

"Ah."

However, Xu Qingxiao didn't answer, just sneered.

Zhen Guo Poetry?

Zhen Guo Poetry is nothing but Zhen Guo Poetry, right?

But still the same sentence, I am in a lot of trouble now, I don't want to go to the banquet, and it is true that the Great Wei Wengong will be whipped, so don't feel... that you are number one in the world.

Seeing Xu Qingxiao's expression, Chen Xinghe understood.

"Junior brother, since you are so confident, go."

"Whether there is something wrong with him or not, let's go."

After Chen Xinghe finished speaking, he was going to pull Xu Qingxiao.

But Xu Qingxiao shook her head with a wry smile.

"Brother, brother has made up his mind, if he doesn't go, he won't go, unless His Majesty orders me to go, otherwise, I won't go."

Xu Qingxiao was firm.

And Chen Xinghe tried to persuade him from the sidelines.

However, at this moment, Li Guangxiao in the kitchen was stunned. He didn't expect that he guessed wrong. Xu Qingxiao was either afraid of Zhen Guoshi, or simply didn't want to go.

Boy, this is not fun.

The next moment, he took out a new sheet of decree, quickly wrote down the pen, and then burned the decree on the candle.

Dissipated with wisps of cloud and smoke.

After nearly a quarter of an hour.

Finally, Xu Qingxiao convinced Chen Xinghe, and he was completely relieved.

At the same time, my heart is also a little impetuous.

But fortunately, the matter is finally resolved, and I can make plans quietly.

But the moment Chen Xinghe just walked out of the room.

A voice broke the silence again.

"Xu Qingxiao received the decree, and His Majesty ordered that the Taiping Poetry Conference is a grand event for literati, and it is related to the face of the Great Wei. It is ordered that Xu Qingxiao, the servant of the household department, go to the banquet and compose poems. No matter whether his grades are good or bad, he cannot escape it. I admire you."

With the eunuch's voice sounded.

inside the room.

Xu Qingxiao was stunned.

Chen Xinghe was also stunned.

His Majesty really made an order?

"Junior Brother, Your Majesty has issued an order!"

"Junior brother, why are you looking at me with such eyes?"

Chen Xinghe was very excited, turned around to speak, but found that Xu Qingxiao's eyes were a little strange.

"It's nothing."

Xu Qingxiao shook his head, then got up and said, "Minister, accept the order."

After saying this, Xu Qingxiao returned to the room and put the white paper full of graffiti on the candle to burn.

Ugh!

annoying!

annoying!

annoying!

Isn't this sick?It's just a poetry meeting, why do you care so much?

What are you doing if you are full?Isn't the Great Wei Wengong quite capable?

Xu Qingxiao was really angry. All plans and thoughts were gone, and they were interrupted one after another. If you are not angry, you will have ghosts.

After the white paper turned into ashes, Xu Qingxiao walked out of the room with a cold face, and walked towards the outside of Shouren Academy, walking with his hands behind his back, with a very ugly expression on his face.

"Brother, wait for me!"

Chen Xinghe chased after him.

Soon, after Xu Qingxiao left Shouren Academy, he came to the Southwest Long Street, where the lights were brightly lit, there were vendors, literati and elegant guests, and beauties. It should have been a very lively scene, but now it seemed extremely quiet.

But with the appearance of Xu Qingxiao, people were startled all of a sudden.

"Xu Qingxiao is here."

"Master Xu is here."

"This is Master Xu."

The common people frowned and were all watching Liyang Palace. Suddenly, someone noticed that Xu Qingxiao was coming, which attracted the attention of countless people.

All kinds of voices sounded at the moment, and many people were even more excited.

Some literati looked at Xu Qingxiao in surprise, while some women couldn't help staring at Xu Qingxiao's face.

"Quickly make way for Mr. Xu, Mr. Xu is going to Liyang Palace."

"Quickly make way for Xu Wangu."

"What are you still doing in a daze, make way for Xu Wangu."

The next moment, the people immediately shouted, because there were so many people on the street that blocked Xu Qingxiao's way, so someone opened his mouth to let everyone get out of the way.

In an instant, the people consciously gave way, without any dissatisfaction, and at the same time shouted loudly.

"My lord Xu, suppress the spirit of the great talents of the Ten Kingdoms."

"Master Xu, if you come, we will have hope."

"Master Xu, I like you."

The people were excited and expressed their solidarity.

And Xu Qingxiao also cupped his fists towards the people. He was very fast and in a bad mood, but he still had to keep a gentle face on the people.

Walk all the way.

Xu Qingxiao's platoon was very large, and everyone on the Southwest Long Street consciously gave way, perhaps only the emperor in the entire Wei Dynasty had this platoon.

"Wait for me! Wait for me!"

Chen Xinghe chased after him, Xu Qingxiao's pace was too fast, so he was a little out of breath.

Following Chen Xinghe's appearance, many people couldn't help but open their mouths, curious about Chen Xinghe's identity.

"Who is this man?"

"Who else? It must be Mr. Xu's book boy."

"Yes, yes, it must be Mr. Xu's book boy."