Another World's Imperial Examination Official Path

Chapter 248 Proud Words

"Huh?" Chuzhuang and Yunmengxi looked at each other, then looked at Li Ming, showing surprise.

The two of them hid in a corner and whispered, but they didn't expect Li Ming to notice it.

"Ah!"

Seeing that Chu Zhuang didn't answer, he thought he was scared, Li Ming sneered, and said sarcastically: "Why, this young master came to the Qixi Festival, didn't he bring his own poems?!"

Chu Zhuang was about to speak when he heard a burst of laughter from the side.

"Li Ming, this young master is just telling the truth. You are so angry that you can't bear it? Then you are too small!"

A young man dressed in yew walked over ostentatiously, waving a fan, followed by a group of ruffian idlers, who looked quite imposing.

Hearing this, Li Ming turned his head and looked over sullenly. When he saw the person coming, his expression changed slightly, and he cursed in a low voice: "Why is this dude here?!"

"It's Young Master Yan!"

When everyone saw Yan Le, they took a step back unconsciously, obviously not wanting to get involved in the dispute between him and Li Ming.Chu Zhuang looked around in front of Li Ming and Yan Le interestingly.

Who is this Yan Le that makes everyone so afraid of him?

"Why, seeing that my son is speechless?!" Yan Le raised his eyebrows, looked at Li Ming playfully and asked.

Li Ming snorted coldly, and said sarcastically: "Differences in ways do not conspire with each other, today you are here to participate in the poetry meeting, and you will make friends through poetry, Yan Le, do you understand poetry?"

"You son of a bitch don't like to listen to it! How come I don't understand poetry?!"

Yan Le opened the folding fan, closed the fan coquettishly and waved it, and said: "Come on, take out my master's masterpiece, and let everyone appreciate it!"

"Yes, son!" A group of idlers responded in unison, with extraordinary momentum.

Two idlers worked together to open a one-foot-wide scroll, on which was written a Qixi poem.

Everyone's eyes fell on the poem unconsciously, and when they saw the content clearly, their complexions changed slightly, and their expressions became a little unnatural.

Those who will come to participate in the poetry meeting are more or less culturally educated. Even if they can't write a good poem, they can still appreciate it.

.

Compared with Li Ming's previous poem, Yan Le's poem is obviously much higher in terms of legacy and conception.

It's completely hanging and beating Li Ming.

"Which of their words is better?" Of course, there are some who can't understand, Yunmengxi tugged at his sleeves and asked in a low voice.

Chu Zhuang held Yunmengxi's hand, raised his jaw and looked in Yan Le's direction.

Yunmengxi showed a strange expression. This person looked as ignorant as himself, but unexpectedly he could also write lyrics!

"Humph!"

Seeing everyone's expressions, Yan Le shook his fan, laughed loudly and said, "How is it? How about this poem by my son?"

Li Ming's face was livid and he didn't speak.

However, Yan Le was not prepared to let Li Ming go so easily. He didn't ignore Li Ming's scolding of him just now, he took a step in front of Li Ming, and said aggressively: "How about the pretentious words made by a pretentious person like you?" ?!"

"You!" Li Ming waited angrily for Yan Le, gritted his teeth and said, "You didn't write this word!"

"Hmph, if you say it's not, then it's not. Do you have any evidence?!" Yan Le puffed out her chest, looked at Li Ming arrogantly and asked, without feeling guilty at all.

"How could you write such a word?!"

"Isn't it a skillful hand?"

The two quarreled endlessly.

"Noisy, what a formality!"

A middle-aged man came down from the second floor, followed by a group of people. He stood at the top of the stairs and watched the two quarreling. He frowned displeasedly and scolded.

"Master Zhifu is here!"

Seeing this man, everyone exclaimed, and soon the audience fell silent.

"Master Zhifu?" Chu Zhuang raised his eyebrows, and looked at the man, his gaze was like a torch, and his aura was majestic.

Chu Zhuang couldn't help feeling a little emotional, this is also the magistrate, Chu Lianqing doesn't have the aura of the other party.

"Father..." When Yan Le saw Yan Zhizhang, his face froze slightly, showing a flattering smile, and came to him

Yan Zhizhang looked at Yan Le, his face softened, and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"This is the Qixi Festival Poetry Club, so I'm here to participate in the Poetry Club." Yan Le rubbed his nose and said with a guilty conscience.

"Participate in a poetry meeting?"

Yan Zhizhang squinted his eyes, and his eyes stayed on the scrolls in the hands of the group of idlers.

Zhang Yuanbin, who was following Yan Zhizhang, looked at the poem, frowned slightly, and turned to Yan Le.

Yan Le's eyes dodged, not daring to meet Zhang Yuanbin's gaze.

Zhang Yuanbin sighed, shook his head slightly, took a step forward, came in front of Yan Zhizhang, and said, "Teacher, this word is..."

okay……"

Yan Zhizhang waved his hand, interrupted Zhang Yuanbin's words, and didn't let him continue.

Yan Le held the words that filled the scene, and Yan Zhizhang could tell at a glance that it was Zhang Yuanbin's writing. If he said it at this time, Zhang Yuanbin's reputation might be damaged.

"Since you're here to participate in the poetry meeting, then take part in the poetry meeting well, what's the point of making such a fuss!" Yan Zhizhang looked at Yan Le and reprimanded him.

Yan Le rolled his eyes, looked at Li Ming and said, "I didn't want to argue, it's Li Ming...uh...it's Brother Li Ming who can't stand criticism, I can't stand it, so I said something to him. "

Li Ming didn't expect that Yan Le would not forget to pour dirty water on him at this time, his face turned red angrily, and he wanted to go forward and tear Yan Le's mouth, but in front of Yan Zhizhang, he still endured it .

"Huh?" Yan Zhizhang frowned, looking at Yan Le and Li Ming.

"Brother Li Ming wrote a poem, let's just let it go badly, and let no one tell it!" Yan Le immediately told Chu Zhuang what he had just commented on, and what Li Ming was embarrassing about Chu Zhuang.

Chu Zhuang was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect that the fight between the two of them could still burn his body.

"Chu Zhuang, are you okay?" Yun Mengxi frowned and asked with some worry.

He was just asking casually, but he didn't want to cause trouble for Chu Zhuang.

Chu Zhuang chuckled, he didn't take this matter to heart, he squeezed Yunmengxi's palm lightly, and comforted him: "Don't worry, it's okay, this is a poetry meeting, and the poems put out naturally have to be accepted Reviewed."

And his comment is not wrong, as long as someone with some literary literacy can see how flat Li Ming's poem is

.

The veins on Li Ming's forehead bulged, and he suppressed his anger and said: "My lord, the student just wanted to learn from this brother who commented on the poems, and he didn't deliberately practice difficulties."

"Whether you make things difficult or not is obvious to everyone, you are..."

Yan Le and Li Ming were used to bickering, and immediately retorted, but before he could finish speaking, Zhang Yuanbin covered his mouth and took him to the side.

"Brother Yuan Bin, what are you doing, I want to expose Li Ming's face as a hypocrite in public!" Yan Le said angrily.

"Xiao Le, do you want to be shut down by the teacher in the ancestral hall when you go back?" Zhang Yuanbin shook his head slightly and reminded.

Today, all the people who participated in the poetry meeting here were prominent figures in Anbei Mansion. Yan Le made mischief on weekdays, but Yan Zhizhang could tolerate it, but Yan Zhizhang would never let him go lightly if he made mischief on such an occasion.

"Hmph, I just can't understand Li Ming's arrogant face!" Yan Le said angrily.

But despite saying this, Yan Le finally settled down and didn't rush forward again.

Yan Zhizhang looked at Li Ming, nodded slightly, and said, "Since I'm here to participate in the poetry meeting, it's also a pleasure to meet friends through literature. I and all the judges are here, so let's judge for you!"

Yan Le made the Shihui a mess, and Yan Zhizhang also wanted to use Li Ming's competition with others to bring the Shihui back to its normal track.

"Yes, thank you sir!"

A look of excitement flashed in Li Ming's eyes. He was suppressed by Yan Le's poem just now, and his face was dull. This time, the competition with Chuzhuang just let him express his anger, and then Make a name for yourself!

"Chu Zhuang, is he going to compete with you?" Yun Mengxi was stunned for a moment, and it took a while to realize that the person who competed with Li Ming was Chu Zhuang, and asked in astonishment.

"If you heard me right, it should be." Chu Zhuang nodded slightly, patted Yunmengxi's hand and said, "Don't worry, he is not my opponent!"

"Ok!"

Yunmengxi nodded heavily, obviously believing in Chu Zhuang's words.

Li Ming naturally also heard Chu Zhuang's words, his complexion changed, and he couldn't help laughing angrily: "This brother has a very bold tone, and he is not afraid to flash his tongue!"

"I'm just stating a fact, and I'm not just targeting you alone." Chu Zhuang paused, and continued: "I mean, everyone here is not my opponent!"

Chu Zhuang came here today for the first place in the poetry meeting. Instead of wasting time competing one by one, it is better to let them all come together.

He also wanted to get the lantern earlier, and go to the world of two with Yunmengxi sooner_

"hiss

Everyone gasped when they heard the words, and looked at Chu Zhuang in horror.

"This, this kid is so arrogant!"

Yan Le pointed at Chu Zhuang, looked at Zhang Yuanbin and said, "Brother Yuanbin, doesn't he know you're here?!"

Yan Le asked himself that he was already arrogant enough in normal times, but he absolutely didn't dare to say such a thing.

Zhang Yuanbin looked at Chu Zhuang who was still indifferent after uttering such wild words, frowned and did not speak.

"Brother Yuan Bin, you can sit still, but Hesheng can't!" Chu Hesheng stood up from the side and walked towards Chuzhuang.

Yunmengxi watched the crowd pointing at Chu Zhuang, and stared back angrily.

Li Ming watched Chu Hesheng approaching, and said gloatingly, "Do you know that Zhang Yuanbin and Chu Hesheng are present today!"

With these two great talents present, Chu Zhuang dared to utter such bold words, he simply didn't know how to write dead words!

"I don't know." Chu Zhuang shook his head and said, "I only know that today, I want to take away the first lantern of this poetry festival!"

Other than that, Chu Zhuang had no other interest in this poetry fair.