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That's half holy...

"Hiss... Isn't the Zhuxia Empire's handwriting too big? I can't believe it."

"Yes, I wonder if there is something wrong with my ears?"

"By the way, what is a semi-holy? Is it a strong man who is about to enter the holy rank? It deserves your surprise?"

"Are you a scholar from another country? You don't even know what a semi-saint is?"

"Yes, I'm from the Xiyue Kingdom. I just heard that the rewards of the Poetry Conference will be very generous and will make the whole human race famous. As for the specific content of the rewards, I haven't announced them in advance, so I don't know."

"No wonder you don't understand the meaning of the semi-saint, the semi-saint among the literati has nothing to do with the holy rank among the monks.

Since the birth of the literature of the Zhuxia Empire and even the human race, there has only been a literary saint 8 to [-] years ago.

In the tens of thousands of years since then, only a few sub-sages have been born.

The sub-sage is second only to the existence of the text sage, and the next level is the semi-sage.

The literati and half saints can resist the attacks of the monks of the holy rank only by virtue of their literary spirit, and they are invincible.

Now you understand the preciousness of the demi-holy? "

"It's amazing, it turns out that the half saint is so powerful."

"I don't want to be a half-sage. I'm not a scholar of the Zhuxia Empire. If I want to get the empowerment of literary energy, I guess it's useless."

"But even if there is no half-holy reward, that promise is not bad."

"Yes, with His Majesty's promise, it's no problem to be promoted to a Marquis."

"..."

Hearing the discussions of many literati, Yu Yi was not only not happy, but frowned.

The Zhuxia Empire held a martial arts conference for monks, and the top three would give out three holy rank inheritances.

The scribe's poetry conference will send out another semi-sacred place and two promises.

Yuyi didn't believe that the Zhuxia Empire was already rich enough to throw out inheritances at will.

Zisheng must have a higher return in doing so.

In addition, there are grand gatherings between major forces, and the purpose is not clear.

As the first empire of the human race, the recent actions of the Zhuxia Empire are really unpredictable.

Zisheng stretched out his hand to press down, and the discussions in the courtyard were all quiet.

His Majesty the Emperor said loudly: "There have been many good stories about gifted scholars and beauties throughout the ages. The second round of the competition will be about love and thinking, and the time limit will be one hour."

The bead curtain was lowered again, and the scene in the VIP room was obscured.

The literati in the courtyard began to gear up.

A tall and handsome man, dressed in Chinese

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The noble young man came to Yuyi and the others, cupped his hands and said, "I'm Xuelan Empire Xue Weihan, I met Mr. Yu."

Yuyi was very surprised.

There is only one word difference between Xue Weihan and Xue Yuhan, the former commander of the Third Army of the Phoenix Tribe.

It's interesting.

Zixin explained in a low voice: "Xue Weihan is the fifth prince of the Xuelan Empire, he is very powerful, he knows everything from poetry, poetry, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and is also good at arranging troops, marching and fighting.

He is also a great genius on the way of cultivation, he is a hexagonal warrior.

Xue Weihan's reputation in the Xuelan Empire is very high, almost everyone in the whole country hopes that he will inherit the throne. "

"Haha... His Royal Highness the Third Prince praised you absurdly, but it's just a false name." Xue Weihan waved his hands modestly, without the arrogance of a child of the royal family.

This kind of person is either a real corporal who doesn't care about his status; or he is the kind of old silver coin with deep thoughts.

Yu Yi cupped his hands and said, "I've seen Your Highness Xue."

Xue Weihan waved his hands and said, "Haha... Brother Yu, you're welcome. Xue admires Mr. Yu's talent very much. It is admirable for him to be able to write superb poems that are close to handed down poems."

Yu Yi shook his head and said, "It just coincides with the meeting."

Xue Weihan smiled and said: "Brother Yu is being modest, I wonder if Xue can add an extra seat?"

"His Highness Xue please."

"Thank you brother Yu."

Yu Yi asked curiously: "His Highness Xue should have many followers, right? Is it appropriate for you to leave them aside and come here?"

Xue Weihan said indifferently: "Haha...it's okay, Xue has already made an agreement with his friends, they won't mind.

What's more, Xue's friends are also very happy to be able to make friends with a talent like Brother Yu. "

Yuyi has to admit that Xue Weihan is really good at dealing with people, and his words give people a feeling of spring breeze.

Xue Weihan has always claimed that his subordinates are friends, who can not only win the favor of outsiders, but also gain the gratitude of his own subordinates. He is definitely a super master who is good at controlling his subordinates.

Yu Yi was surprised and said: "Is Your Highness Xue thinking about what poems to rewrite next? The time is only one hour."

Xue Weihan lightly shook his folding fan and said, "The Poetry Conference is originally for fun, there is no need to be so serious, and with Brother Yu and Xue's poetic talents, can't they be written casually?"

"..."

Yuyi felt that he had been pretended.

He composes poems entirely by copying, and the Xue Weihan in front of him is the real talent and learning, and he relies on his performance on the spot.

Why is there such a big gap between people?

So angry.

Jiang Yuyao couldn't help snickering when she saw her brother Yu's depressed expression.

The little saint asked in a low voice: "Brother Yu, have you decided what to write?"

"Ah."

"Haha...then Xuemou has to speed up, Miss Yan can help Xuemou grind ink?" Xue Weihan put away the folding fan.

Yan Qingqing nodded.

Xue Weihan took the brush from Yan Qingqing, and began to slap Fang Qiu on the scroll.

Yu Yi didn't go to watch what Xue Weihan wrote, he also started to write with a pen.

He chose "Jiangchengzi", which has been sung through the ages.

This poem was written by Su Shi, a poet of the Song Dynasty.

"Haha...it's done." Xue Weihan put down the brush in his hand and lifted up the scroll.

Yu Yi almost made the last stroke.

Both of them tacitly did not peep at each other's works.

"Miss Yan, please hand over the works of Xuemou and Brother Yu."

"Ah."

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Chapter 308 Liuyunyue, Little Princess of Liuyun Empire

Many scholars, some are scratching their ears and cheeks, while others are calm and calm.

The eldest prince Zihong also completed his work and asked his subordinates to submit it.

He also glanced at Yuyi's direction provocatively.

"Hehe... Interesting. His Royal Highness's literary talent is actually not bad, but it's still a bit lacking." Xue Weihan noticed Zihong's gaze, and laughed in a low voice.

Yu Yi asked curiously: "Oh? Don't His Highness Xue be optimistic about the promotion of the First Prince?"

Xue Weihan shook his head: "In normal times, with the eldest prince's literary talents, he would definitely be able to advance, but today, it's not necessarily so.

Brother Yu, you have quite a few competitors, but there are only three or five that are worth noting.

His Royal Highness the First Prince is not in this list. "

"His Highness Xue, can you elaborate?"

"Besides Xue, there are three more people, Brother Yu needs to pay attention. Xue estimates that the third round will basically be the five of us duel."

"Who are the remaining three?"

Xue Weihan explained: "The first one is Zhuxia Empire's new champion this year, Zuo Xu.

This man is so talented that even His Majesty the Emperor is full of praise.

The second place is Gu Tianming, the Gu family of the Holy Dragon Empire, and the third place is Liu Yunyue, the little princess of the Liuyun Empire.

Especially Liu Yunyue, as a woman, her literary talent is no less than that of any man. "

"Hehe...it's interesting." Yuyi nodded.

Yuyi doesn't know Zuo Xu.

Gu Tianming of the Gu family, Yuyi had heard about it from Gu Mingyuan.

The Gu family is considered to have power in the Tianlong Empire, and there are many children in the family.

Gu Boyuan is very talented in practice, but Gu Mingyuan is just the opposite, he is unique in literature.

The two brothers have a piece of paper and a military, and they work together to prop up the sky of the younger generation.

Liu Yunyue, the little princess of the Liuyun Empire, should not be underestimated.

His character design is a complete copy of Xue Weihan, who is also an all-rounder in civil and military affairs.

Yuyi doesn't care about winning or losing at all.

If it wasn't for Zixin and Yan Qingqing's strong request, as well as the task issued by the divine crystal, he would not bother to attend the poetry conference.

If he himself can write poems that have been passed down through the ages, he doesn't mind pretending to be beeping.

But using other people's poems to pretend to be a bit embarrassing.

Especially with Jiang Yuyao who knew his details by his side, it was even more embarrassing to pretend to beep.

During the discussion between several people, Zuo Xu and Liu Yunyue, whom Xue Weihan mentioned, seemed to have made an appointment, and they all came under the big tree where Yuyi was.

Gu Tianming didn't come to participate.

He should know that his brother has an enmity with Mr. Yu, and if he steps forward rashly, it may cause conflict.

Gu Tianming chose to stand still and stay among his cronies.

Zuo Xu, the number one scholar in the new department, glanced at Yuyi proudly, "Mr. Yu, I heard that you have a good literary talent, but now you don't seem to be doing well? The rumors are indeed exaggerated, which is really disappointing."

"???"

Yu Yi was full of question marks.

Is Zuo Xu out of his mind?

He has never messed with this new champion, why does the other party speak so aggressively?

Zi Xin said in a low voice: "As the top scholar in the new department, Zuo Xu is proud of his talents and arrogant, and there are signs of being wooed by the eldest brother."

Yu Yi suddenly realized.

No wonder Zuo Xu deliberately targeted him.

Yu Yi is not very good-tempered, and replied: "It's just a small poetry competition, so what's the point if you win? In the future, you don't want to be a dog for people.

Even a dog is so arrogant, it's really a declining world, and people's hearts are not old. "

"You..." Zuo Xu was trembling with anger, his face was ugly.

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