After being forced to attack four old enemies

Hu Xinghe was surprised to find that the one ahead of Youwen was Wei Zhenzhen.

Although Wei Zhenzhen is bad, he has real talents and practical learning.Especially for her work in poetry and painting, she has always been known as a talented woman in the royal city.

Hu Xinghe was not surprised that Wei Zhenzhen was on the list, but it was a little funny to see Wei Zhenzhen's name side by side with Youwen.

Wei Zhenzhen came from Shiqinggao, and he disdained Hu Xinghe and his three friends very much.If Wei Zhenzhen sees her name listed with someone she despises, how will she react?

Thinking of this, Hu Xinghe couldn't help but glanced at Wei Zhenzhen, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

Wei Zhenzhen's eyes pierced through the crowd and landed on Hu Xinghe.Naturally, she had already seen her own ranking, as well as the name of the person she hated, Youwen.

Wei Zhenzhen only felt a burning pain on his face.

Every time everyone mentioned Youwen's name, Wei Zhen felt contempt in his heart and felt uncomfortable.Even someone like Youwen can enter the top [-]. Doesn't it mean that she is only slightly better than Youwen when she got [-]th?

Wei Zhen really wanted to tear up the ranking list, but he had to put on a gentle and generous expression on his face.Only when he met Hu Xinghe's eyes, Wei Zhenzhen's eyes flashed a stern look.

Hu Xinghe felt extremely relieved watching it.

He called a servant, and followed the servant to the pavilion where Shen Zhuwen approved the papers.When they got to the entrance of the pavilion, the people guarding the door didn't stop him once they heard Hu Xinghe's name, and let him in.

Shen Zhuwen is in the pavilion on the second floor.

When Hu Xinghe went up, he only saw Shen Zhuwen.

The desks around Shen Zhuwen were full of bamboo slips, and Shen Zhuwen was still holding a roll of bamboo slips in his hand. He was frowning as he looked at the poems written on the bamboo slips, and couldn't help sighing: "It's a pity, it's just missing a bit of charm. .”

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Shen Zhuwen turned his head immediately and saw that it was Hu Xinghe, with a smile on his face: "Xinghe, why are you here?"

The corner of Hu Xinghe's mouth turned up slightly: "Come and see you, and I'll give you an idea by the way."

Shen Zhuwen was puzzled, and did not understand what aspect Hu Xinghe was referring to.

Hu Xinghe stretched out a white jade-like finger, pointing to the desk full of bamboo slips: "Now people outside are questioning the ranking of this poetry competition, and say that you included Youwen in the top two because of me." Ten went."

Shen Zhuwen frowned suddenly, a little annoyed: "These people take me, Shen Zhuwen, as someone, and humiliate you so much."

Shen Zhuwen said: "I commented on Youwen's poems with several seniors. This time, Youwen's poems were written in one go, with a sense of accumulation. His writing style is calm and sophisticated. It can be seen that it can only be written after years of practice. He has made a lot of progress in the past. To be able to obtain this ranking is due to his own strength, and it is not as rumored by everyone!"

Hu Xinghe half-closed his eyes, he looked not in a hurry, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Why are you angry with these people?"

He stepped forward and leaned close to Shen Zhuwen's ear, muttering in a low voice, his eyes flashed with agility.

Shen Zhuwen's angry expression gradually calmed down, and then a faint smile appeared in his eyes: "Just do as you say."

The Longmen Poetry Club is even more lively than it was at the beginning. Everyone has different opinions, guesses and arguments.Just waiting for someone to display all the poems of these 20 people for everyone to take a good look.Especially Youwen's, they want to see how wonderful Youwen's poems are this time.

Youwen stayed alone in the corner, away from the crowd.But everyone's discussion still reached his ears intentionally or unintentionally, Youwen lowered his head and looked very lonely.

He heard someone saying: "Why is Youwen ranked behind Wei Zhenzhen? Wei Zhenzhen is one of the top ten talented women in Wangcheng."

"Stop talking, you know Hu Xinghe, right? He hooked up with Shen Zhuwen. This Youwen is Hu Xinghe's friend, understand?"

There are many other sayings like this, and even Youwen himself does not believe that he can have such a ranking today.He even felt that what everyone said was correct, he was grateful to Hu Xinghe, but he didn't need Hu Xinghe's kindness...

This will only make him feel even more useless.

Just as he was thinking, Hu Xinghe and Bai Xingzhi came to Youwen's side together.Hu Xinghe groaned with a smile: "What are you doing, staying alone, aren't you happy to get such a ranking?"

Youwen moved his lips slightly, wanting to say something, but in the end he pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

But Hu Xinghe said: "I know what you are thinking, but what I want to tell you is that Youwen can enter the top [-] this time. It has nothing to do with me. It is because of your good poetry."

Bai Xingzhi nodded vigorously: "Yes, those who say you are jealous."

Youwen's eyes lit up, and he raised his head suddenly, but soon lowered his head in despair: "I don't know myself yet, I have participated in so many poetry competitions, which one has won a good ranking? I wrote Poetry, not at all."

Hu Xinghe didn't bother arguing with Youwen, it would be useless to tell him more at this time, he had to let his seeing be believing.So Hu Xinghe accused the group of people who came out of the pavilion, and said mysteriously: "You will know later."

A group of people filed out from the pavilion, each holding a pile of bamboo slips in their arms.After the five people came out one by one, it was the four literary seniors who founded the Poetry Association and the youngest Shen Zhuwen.

Everyone's eyes were focused on these five people, and when everyone's voices faded away, Shen Zhuwen put his hands behind his back, looked around and said loudly: "In the past, we showed the poems of these 20 people for everyone to watch. But today, because everyone There are criticisms, so we decided to show you all the top [-] poems, and let you choose the top [-] poems in this poetry competition!"

These bamboo slips are specially re-copied by human beings so that no one can recognize other people's notes.There is no poet's name on the bamboo slips.

These one hundred bamboo slips are placed on the desk, they can only be viewed, not touched.

Everyone huddled together, squeezing the huge examination room without a single gap.

This is the first time since the establishment of the Longmen Poetry Association that the papers will be judged by everyone.

Everyone was excited and lined up to watch the hundred poems one by one.When they read the wonderful parts, everyone praised in unison. When they read some more ordinary poems, everyone couldn't help sighing and commented one after another.

By the time everyone finished reading the hundred poems, two hours had passed.

They will select twenty poems from the one hundred poems and make a ranking of the twenty poems.In the end, a special person will record, and the ranking will be ranked by the number of supporters.

This recording took another two hours.

By this time, the sky had completely darkened, and the last glimmer of the sun had been swallowed up.The buildings around Longmen Lake were all lit up. In the dark night, the orange lights lit up like a thousand stars.

Looking down from the high pavilion, these thousands of stars converge into a galaxy, which is dreamy and magnificent.

The people below are bustling together, waiting for the final result.

Finally, the first twenty poems chosen by the crowd were set aside.There are special people to recite the names and contents of these poems.

Since these poems were selected by everyone, although the final ranking was somewhat different from what they had expected, they all agreed with this result.

It's the most critical step.

The ranking is out.The last thing is to announce the names of these poets.

Hu Xinghe, Youwen, and Bai Xingzhi did not squeeze into the crowd.When the ranking of the last twenty poems came out, they knew the result.

Youwen is a well-deserved top twenty.

It was chosen unanimously.It has nothing to do with Hu Xinghe, nor Shen Zhuwen, everything is Youwen's own strength.

Wei Zhenzhen walked up to the three of Hu Xinghe, bit his finger, looked innocent and cute, and said with sympathy: "This time the poem will suddenly change, let everyone choose, this is also unpredictable, Xinghe you also Didn't expect that?"

What Wei Zhen really meant was that Hu Xinghe's painstaking efforts were all in vain because of the change in the ranking method of the poetry fair due to the criticism of everyone.Like those people, Wei Zhenzhen believed that Youwen's ability to reach [-] this time was due to the relationship between Hu Xinghe and Shen Zhuwen.

Hu Xinghe, Bai Xingzhi and Youwen watched Wei Zhenzhen silently without speaking.

Wei Zhenzhen's complacent expression disappeared little by little, and he became weird.She was really frightened by Hu Xinghe and the three of them. The three of them stared at her without blinking, as if possessed by an evil spirit. It was really terrifying!

Wei Zhenzhen felt a chill behind him, and was about to move away from Hu Xinghe when he heard the voice of declaring himself a poet.

"Ranked twenty, the person who wrote the poem "Spring Night"——Du Tiancheng!"

"Ranked nineteen, the person who wrote the poem "The Deep Autumn Court"——Wei Zhenzhen."

After re-selecting, Wei Zhenzhen is still ranked nineteenth, which is indeed well deserved.Although Wei Zhenzhen was not very satisfied with his ranking, but because he was still in the top [-], he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

She looked at Hu Xinghe, with a look of complacency in her eyes.

Hu Xinghe shook his head, wondering how Ji Yu would tolerate such a shallow person.

Wei Zhenzhen saw that the three of them didn't have much reaction from Hu Xinghe, so he frowned for a while, as if he felt that something was wrong.

Wei Zhenzhen's heart sank when she didn't hear Youwen's name after reading the twelve names in a row.Youwen definitely lost the election this time.

All I could hear was the energetic voice announcing: "The one who wrote the poem "Looking at the Snow in the End of the South" is Youwen!"

As soon as this remark came out, all the people present fell into an eerie silence, at this moment only the sound of everyone's breathing could be heard.

Wei Zhenzhen almost bit off his nails: "This is impossible!"

She almost revealed her true nature in shock, forgetting to pretend.

Wei Zhenzhen only felt that the blood flowed backwards all over her body, rushing to her brain, making her face flush instantly.At this moment, she didn't dare to look into Hu Xinghe's eyes at all, she didn't need to look to know that Hu Xinghe's eyes must be full of sarcasm, waiting to see her joke just now.

When she raised her head, she realized that Hu Xinghe, Bai Xingzhi, and Youwen had already disappeared.

She bit her lip and tightly clenched her fists, staring intently at the background of Hu Xinghe's disappearance, as if she wanted to stare a hole in Hu Xinghe's back.

But the people around are still talking non-stop.

"I didn't expect that Youwen would get such a high ranking this time!"

"It's not easy. It's a poem that is astonishing as it is thick and thin."

"Before I was wondering how Youwen could be ranked behind Wei Zhenzhen, a talented woman in Wangcheng, but now after reading Youwen's poems, I feel that it is reasonable for Youwen to be ranked ahead of Wei Zhenzhen."

The person who said the last sentence caught a glimpse of Wei Zhenzhen's figure from the corner of his eye, and was startled. Wei Zhenzhen didn't say anything, just stared at the person and left.

The man patted his chest: "Is that really Wei Zhenzhen? It looks different from the rumors. Just now, the look in his eyes looked like he was going to kill someone. It scared me."

Someone said: "It must be a mistake, how could Wei Zhenzhen have that kind of look."

This small incident was quickly ignored by everyone, and everyone focused on discussing Youwen's poems.

……

Hu Xinghe, Bai Xingzhi, and Youwen did not leave immediately, but went to another courtyard to visit Fu Zier.

Fu Zier was taken to another hospital because he jumped into the frozen lake to save someone. He changed his clothes and drank the medicine to prevent wind and cold.Fu Zier was already strong and strong, so he slept for a while after taking the medicine, and was full of energy at this time.

When Fu Zier saw Hu Xinghe and the others, he was as excited as if he hadn't seen each other for a few days.It can be seen that he is in a good mood now, perhaps because he is being commended by everyone for the first time.

After Bai Xingzhi excitedly told Fu Zier what happened at the poetry meeting, everyone reluctantly planned to go back.

But Hu Xinghe refused the request to go with the crowd.When he came, he was in Shen Zhuwen's carriage, and he also agreed to go back with Shen Zhuwen.

After seeing off the three of them, Hu Xinghe walked out of the courtyard and was about to go to the pavilion to look for Shen Zhuwen, but a servant was already waiting at the gate of the courtyard.

"Master Fox, please go this way."

Hu Xinghe has been exposed to this way too many times, and when he sees an unfamiliar face, he becomes very vigilant in his heart.Hu Xinghe's face was pale, and he said with a smile: "Okay, you lead the way."

When the servant turned around and walked in one direction, Hu Xinghe rushed out of the other courtyard.The servant turned his head when he heard the voice, but could only see Hu Xinghe's figure disappearing into the other courtyard.

"Young Master Fox! Young Master Fox!"

"Hey, why did you run away?"

The servant went back to report with a bitter face, walked around the corridor and entered a room. He dared not go in at the door, but thought that stretching out his head and retracting his head would be a knife, so he closed his eyes and gritted his teeth and walked into the room.

The lights in the room were brightly lit, and the servant walked around the screen and knelt on the ground.

At a distance of three meters in front of the servant, Ji Yu was sitting on the chair, looking down at the bamboo slip in his hand with a calm face.The bamboo slips he read were exactly the poems written by Youwen today.

Putting the bamboo slips on the table, Ji Yu couldn't help pursing his lips and frowning slightly. His nose bridge was as high as a mountain, and with his deep eyebrows and eyes, he looked extraordinarily stern when he made this expression.

Ji Yu stretched out his knuckle fingers and rubbed the center of his brow, unable to express what feeling he felt in his heart.

He didn't plan to participate in today's poetry meeting. As the king of a country, he has to deal with a lot of government affairs every day, so he doesn't have time to attend these poetry meetings.But accidentally heard from Shen Zhuwen that Hu Xinghe would come to the poetry meeting, Ji Yu's heart moved, and he appeared at the poetry meeting by accident.

At today's poetry meeting, Ji Yu never showed up, so even Wei Zhenzhen didn't know that Ji Yu came to participate in the poetry meeting.

He is on the third floor of the pavilion.

This is only the middle of the pavilion, just enough to capture the scene below.

When he saw Fox Xinghe appearing, he was questioned and embarrassed by everyone, but Fox Xinghe's posture was confident and determined, and he never retreated half a step.When he saw Shen Zhuwen appeared to rescue Hu Xinghe, the fingers holding the teacup almost turned white.

Even he himself was surprised by his own reaction.

Ji Yu has been the son of heaven since he was a child, he has never been troubled by anything, he can get what he wants, he has never lost anything, and he has never experienced the feeling of loss.

But seeing Hu Xinghe who was getting closer and closer to Shen Zhuwen, Ji Yu's heart was not at peace.An inexplicable emotion seized his heart, and after a burst of violent contraction, his heart fell into an inexplicable panic.

Shen Zhuwen and Hu Xinghe appeared in the same scene, the two walked side by side, passing through the crowd, ignoring external objects, as intimate as if they could only see each other.From time to time, Hu Xinghe tiptoed up to Shen Zhuwen's ear and whispered in Shen Zhuwen's ear, and Shen Zhuwen also bent down to listen in cooperation.

The distance was too far, and Ji Yu couldn't see their expressions clearly.His eyes were firmly locked on the two of them, and he felt that the scene in front of him was extremely dazzling.

Later, there was a commotion at the poetry meeting. Fu Zier jumped into the frozen lake to save people, Bai Xingzhi helped poor students, and Youwen's poems written with a lot of accumulation were praised by everyone.

One thing after another came to Ji Yu's ears.

Ji Yu sat silently, the tea on the table became cold unknowingly, he was thinking about the previous conversation with Shen Zhuwen.

He once said indifferently to Shen Zhuwen: "Hu Xinghe has a stubborn temper, and he only gets acquainted with dubious people, if I let go, it will only lead him astray."

But Shen Zhuwen said: "Xinghe is definitely not the kind of person you think, he is very smart and kind. You have known Xinghe for so many years, why haven't I understood it yet?"

Facts have proved that what Shen Zhuwen said is indeed correct.He grew up with Hu Xinghe, and his understanding of Hu Xinghe is not as good as that of Shen Zhuwen who has met Hu Xinghe only a few times.

He once said that Hu Xinghe made dubious friends, but the facts proved that what he said was just his prejudice.

That's right, prejudice.

He only believed in his own conclusions, he only believed in the evidence before his eyes, but he never trusted Hu Xinghe.

He promised his master to take good care of Fox Xinghe, but what he gave Fox Xinghe was questioning and reprimanding again and again.He thinks he has everything and knows everything, but in the end he realizes that he doesn't know anything.

In other words, he never took the initiative to understand.

Probably because he got everything too easily, which made him ignore everything and become blindly confident.He confidently thought that Hu Xinghe would never leave, so he ignored Hu Xinghe's feelings countless times and paid very little attention to him.

What's ridiculous is that he still thinks that he has played the role of senior brother well, and that he is tolerant and benevolent enough to Hu Xinghe.

Ji Yu closed his eyes, and under his calm face, there were already monstrous waves in his heart.

Therefore, he asked someone to find Hu Xinghe, and wanted to make up for the debt he owed to Hu Xinghe from today.However, after waiting for a long time, only a servant knelt down in front of him in fear.

His voice was as cold as wind and snow mixed with irritability: "Where is Fox Xinghe?"

The servant's body was trembling, and after a moment of silence, he finally said: "Young Master Fox seems to have taken Master Shen's carriage and left with Master Shen..."

Ji Yu: "...!"

The author has something to say: Ji Yu: Is it too late for me to repent now?

The cover was changed to Xinghe’s character design, a red nine-tailed fox~

感谢在2020-03-2920:55:31~2020-03-3020:57:20期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!