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"Quick, hurry up and invite a few calligraphers to come and judge."

I don't know who yelled, but the voice was trembling and even broke.

This is also the voice of everyone, and they don't want to wait for a moment.

It was very noisy outside, Nan saw it with relish.

Just turning around, I saw Mo Shaoheng picking up Qin Chunlei, flying towards the window on the other side and jumping off.

Mo Shaoheng, "Still leaving? Waiting to be surrounded?"

Nan Yi shivered for a moment, if he was surrounded, what kind of compliments would there be?Heh, in an instant it will turn into insults and stones thrown all over the sky.

As soon as his face turned black, he would remind him to escape first.

Stretching out the window, he hugged the eagle on the fence into his arms and ran away.

This eagle is too heavy, it doesn't look like a bird, it is really the only one in the world, and I don't know how the young master raises it.

The voice of judgment from outside came, and the uproar was deafening.

This is Beiliang's home stadium.

Who is Mo Shaoheng?Once the proud son of the School of Integrated Traditional Chinese and Western Medicine, a well-deserved master of learning, his learning ability is already amazing, not to mention that in this life, he has been studying since he was a baby, learning the knowledge of this world, and learning to integrate into this world , to survive as a part of this world.

Others have studied hard for 20 years, but for Mo Shaoheng, a precocious academic, it is estimated that he has studied hard for 40 years. He is really hard at learning to survive in this world.

Therefore, even if Mo Shaoheng didn't use some modern special methods, he could still stand out and dominate the world, such as now, in terms of piano and calligraphy.

After the results outside were announced, a group of Beiliang people flushed with excitement rushed into the room led by Xiao Er.

Even the Nanli Mission stretched their heads, they want to see what this mysterious Linjiang Immortal looks like.

It's just that the people who rushed in looked at each other in blank dismay. There was only a pot of herbal tea and two teacups left in the room.

Facing a group of puzzled people, Xiao Er's face was covered with sweat, none of whom he could offend.

"Why isn't Immortal Linjiang here? The voice just now came from here."

Looking at Xiao Er with all eyes, "Do you know who lives in this room?"

Xiao Er wiped off his sweat, and quickly replied, "There are two people living here, but both of them are wearing bamboo hats, I really couldn't see their faces clearly."

I knew that he would have to take a look at the appearance of the person under the bamboo hat.

I searched everywhere again, but there were no clues.

However, Liangjing's boiling didn't mean to stop at all.

Because they Beiliang won.

In the guqin competition, the court musicians judged that Linjiang's immortal skills were superior to Beiliang's in this competition.

Didn't you hear the last person's answer? "Northern Liang people, Linjiang immortals."

It's not that they Beiliang wins.

The people from Nanli did not refute, including Zhao Xinian.

Zhao Xinian knew very well that even without the strange scene where the sound of the qin frightened the Desert Eagle King, they were still just brothers. It could even be said that with the blessing of the eternally famous qin Chunlei, their qin skills were even higher than his.

Beiliang didn't dare to reverse the result because it was the home game, and they didn't dare, they couldn't afford to lose this person.

There is also that unique font, even without comparison, Zhang Zhu has to admit defeat, that font has never been seen before, but it is so beautiful and moving, as if it has a soul, people in this world have seen this font, Absolutely unforgettable for a lifetime, full of praise.

That word integrates a person's character and soul into it.

He... can't do it.

The few ink-stained words hanging on the window, the people in Beiliang almost snatched them crazy, and finally fell into the hands of that little fat man Zhao Jingcheng, the young son of Zhenxi Prince's Mansion.

There was no way, the little fat man blushed with excitement, and rolled on the ground, still speaking plausibly, first of all, he was frightened, so he had to make some compensation.

Second, his Great Desert Eagle King was taken away by Immortal Linjiang, and he took his Desert Eagle King. What happened to him asking for some words from the other party?

In fact, the ferocious appearance of the Desert Eagle King almost frightened him out of his guts. Even if it was given back to him, he would not want it, but no one else knew.

A group of people are so angry that their teeth itch, but there is nothing they can do about Zhao Jingcheng, a fat guy. Zhao Jingcheng is a lawless lord, and no one can beat him.

Besides, can they still roll on the ground like this little fat man?They want face.

So in the end, Zhao Jingcheng was holding a few pieces of writing, his eyes narrowed into slits with a smile.

Of course this is just a small episode.

Compared with the silence of the Nanli Mission, the entire Liangjing City fell into jubilant joy.

The joy after being suppressed for too long was indescribable, almost like winning the first gold medal in the Olympics.

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The story of the two competitions was also spread through word of mouth throughout Liangjing and into the majestic imperial palace.

To be honest, compared to the jubilant Liangjing, Gongzhong was really relieved.

At least today, Bei Liang's face has been saved, what will happen tomorrow, that is tomorrow's business.

After a period of silence, Nanli's mission also spoke up, "Isn't it just two wins, and the days to come will be long."

Linjiang Immortal is just one person, so don't be too happy.

I don't know whether to tell the people in Liangjing or to themselves.

In fact, their words are not unreasonable. Today, there are Linjiang immortals in Beiliang, who can compete for a moment of happiness, but what about tomorrow?

Of course, worry is worth nothing in front of joy, and the streets and alleys are telling legends about how Nanli is suppressed today.

Crazy, jubilant, and even some people were so excited that they laughed and cried.

The word "Linjiang Fairy" can be heard everywhere in the market.

At this time, Mo Shaoheng and Nan Yi's carriage had arrived in an alley, and they rented a small courtyard opposite the Zhenbei Palace for a rest.

Nan Yi lay on the top of the wall and looked outside, "Master, you don't know how crazy it is outside right now. While exalting Linjiang Immortal to the sky, they are yelling at Master for being an enemy and traitor to the country."

He felt weird looking at it.

"Young master, if we play tricks on the people of Beiliang like this, if we expose it at that time, won't it be an extra crime, and we really can't die anymore?"

Mo Shaoheng said while packing his luggage, "It was originally a dead end, but it happened to make the conflict more violent. Only when you are really on the cusp of the storm can you be flexible."

Nan Yi seemed to understand, but anyway, he felt that instead of having a way out, they kept jumping on the incision, which was the bloody result no matter what.

In fact, Nan Yi was right in thinking, playing tricks on the people of Beiliang naturally wouldn't give people a good impression, but if some things were done to the extreme, the result would be different.

After Mo Shaoheng packed his luggage, he started to boil hot water.

The mood is not bad. Although the future is full of difficulties, the desperate escape all the way is over.

The most important thing is that I can finally take a hot bath, look at Nan Yi, his hair is almost like a chicken coop.

The wooden barrel is filled with water, and the white steam is steaming. Lying in the wooden barrel, I feel so comfortable that my whole body is bubbling.

After taking a bath, he re-applied medicine to some wounds on his body. The injuries he suffered along the way were only treated briefly, but luckily they were all skin traumas.

After finishing the treatment, when they came to the yard, Nan Yi was squatting under the low wall of the yard playing with ants, "Master, you have so many ants in Beiliang, like an army."

Mo Shaoheng took a look, and then looked at the sky. It was already evening, and the fiery red sunset reflected the western sky into a sea of ​​red.

Mo Shaoheng smiled, went back to the room and wrote a note, and then handed it to Nan Yi, "You find a way to hand this note to the Nanli Mission, remember, you must let Liangjing people know."

Nan Yi took the note suspiciously, only to see that it was written in today's wild font, "It will rain tomorrow."

The name left is Linjiangxian.

Nan Yi was slightly taken aback, "Master, are you going to challenge Bu Kun, a famous Nanli?"

The astrology master Bu Kun was in the Nanli mission, so he naturally saw it too.

However, when he was in the palace, those great scholars also told him a lot of current affairs in Beiliang. The reason why Beiliang is barren is more or less related to the lack of rain and the inability to irrigate the fields. Rain.

Mo Shaoheng nodded, "It's best for everyone to know."

After finishing speaking, he continued, "The celebrities of the Nanli Mission have been in and out of the palace a lot. Be careful when you go, so as not to be recognized."

Nan nodded, he understood the truth.

Why did the heavily guarded Nanli Palace suddenly burst into flames, why did every palace guard he encountered stab him with a knife, why did Master Liu not want to wait for the chaos to end, and let him climb up and call for punishment after saving him? Those thieves had to let him go to Beiliang with his young master.

Because, for him now, Nanli is the most dangerous place.

The so-called "Master Mo Shaoheng" can assassinate him once, even if he sits in that position again, there will be a second and third person who will assassinate him countless times, and it doesn't matter who dies in the end anyway It is impossible to have any relationship with those thieves.

Nan Yi took the note and went out. When he arrived at the street of Nanli Mission Annex, his face was covered with dirty mud, covering his face so that he couldn't see clearly, and his body was covered with dirt. It's full of dirt, and its temperament is just like a little beggar.

On the way to flee for his life, he often pretended to be a little beggar.

He muttered in his mouth, "The bath is for nothing."

It's evening now, the temperature has dropped, and there are the most people on the street.

Taking advantage of the crowd, Nan Yi held up the note and ran out.

The boy's unique duck voice resounded throughout the street, "Besides the nickname, Linjiangxian, the number one talent in Beiliang, challenges Nanli celebrities again."

As soon as the voice came out, the eyes of the whole street were cast over.

With great fanfare for everyone to know?At this time, what could be more exciting than Linjiangxian challenging Nanli celebrities again.

Sure enough, the crowd erupted.

Nan Yi was indeed smart, if he went alone to deliver the news, he might be detained by the Nanli Mission for interrogation.

But he made the matter a big deal, how could anyone pay attention to him as a little beggar.

"Really?" Excited voices came from all directions.

"Could it be to challenge poetry and poetry? Don't forget that Li Yuan, the prince of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, was impressed by Linjiang Immortal because of his talent."