Raising the Demon

Chapter 278
"You...you dare to disrespect His Majesty!" Lian Yunping blushed.

"You are the one who is disrespectful to His Majesty, right? Can you help His Majesty decide?" Zi Baifeng sneered and tugged at his clothes, "Besides, don't you know why I came late? You are a good person Killer, in order to eliminate competitors, you don't hesitate to buy murder, I admire you!"

The word Pei was stretched very long, with a strong tone, as if it was the word Pooh.

"You...you spout blood!" Lian Yunping said angrily.

"Bah!" Zi Baifeng took another sip. He was injured just now, and some blood was still bubbling in his mouth, which immediately sprayed on Lian Yunping's face and the answer sheet in front of him, and said, "I'm just spitting blood, what are you doing?" ! The villain who stole other people's characters!"

"You...you..." After finishing the answer sheet with great difficulty, it was sprayed with blood mist by Zi Baifeng, how could Lian Yunping bear it?He jumped up: "You are courting death!"

"Look for your mother, look for it!" Zi Baifeng was not afraid of him, so he rolled up his sleeves and planned to teach this bastard a lesson, anyway, he would kill this guy with a sword sooner or later.

"Enough!" King Zhuan slapped the table suddenly, and the whole hall shook.

"Hmph." Zi Baifeng turned his face away, which means that you are lucky today, sir, I don't have the same knowledge as you.

"In the main hall, no noise is allowed! Continue answering questions immediately!" Master Chi shouted angrily, helping King Zhuan to silence the venue.

While motioning for someone to help Zi Baifeng deliver the Four Treasures of the Study, he made a look at Zi Baifeng, meaning to accept it as soon as it is good.

Zi Baifeng smiled slightly, sat down on his buttocks, leaned to one side, and assumed a comfortable posture of lying drunk on the cliff, supported his head with a fist, lazily picked up the pen, and began to write.

At this moment, the door of the main hall was opened again, and the Barbarian Bull King walked in happily, found his own seat, and sat down with a smile on his face, looking at the young talents below.

The bull king was astonishingly powerful, he felt that his smile was more kind than the old lady, but the students below all bowed their heads in fright and dared not speak anymore, only Zi Baifeng and Lian Yunping remained the same.

Seeing Zi Baifeng, a complicated look flashed in the eyes of the Bull King, he lowered his head, and looked at his nose, nose, nose, and heart like everyone else.

Lian Yunping glared at Zi Baifeng for a while, reluctantly asked for another piece of paper, and began to copy his answer sheet. Under the anger, the handwriting was naturally impossible to be so neat, the more anxious, the more difficult it was to write .

On the other hand, Zi Baifeng, although his sitting posture is not very correct, his writing is like flowing water, his handwriting is not particularly neat, but it has a different kind of unrestrained flavor.

The grown-ups present all have good eyesight, staring at Zi Baifeng's pens one by one, those who like calligraphy even started to shake their heads.

The Bull King was also attracted to his attention, he squeezed his beard and nodded frequently.

Zi Baifeng wrote extremely fast, and when Zi Baifeng and Lian Yunping had finished copying, Lord Chi looked at King Zhuan's face, walked to the middle, and announced: "It's time!"

In fact, it was only noon now, and it was still too early for the one-day palace examination, but today, the heavy snow hit the city, and King Zhuan still had a lot of things to do.

Naturally, officials from the Ministry of Etiquette put away the test papers.

As soon as the answer sheets were collected here, Lian Yunping and Zi Baifeng stared wide-eyed.

"Thiefs, literary thieves, book thieves, plagiarists, pirate dogs, scumbags..." Zi Baifeng turned his lips, and a series of infamy was put on Lian Yunping's head, which was justified .

If you talk about bullying men and women, pretending to be coercive and showing off, Lian Yunping probably has a lot of experience in this kind of thing, but in scolding and fighting with others, it is estimated that ten Lian Yunping is not as good as Zi Baifeng, let alone Zi Baifeng at all. I didn't tell a lie.

"You..." Lian Yunping widened his eyes, pointed at Zi Baifeng, and wanted to scold Zi Baifeng.

"I am ignorant, inhumane, moral, uneducated, in life, and in life, and in life, and in life, and in life, and in life, and in life, and in life, and in life, and in life, and in the world, and in no one wanted me to buy a pure milk hiking bag last year..." Zi Baifeng's mouth seemed to need no control at all, as he looked around, looking at the whole place. In the main hall, various words spewed out like a machine gun.

Even Yunping opened his mouth to interrupt, but couldn't keep up with Zi Baifeng's rhythm, Zi Baifeng didn't even have a punctuation mark or syncopation.

The gap in strength is too great... Lian Yunping realized this very painfully.

Your mother...your mother, your mother, your mother!

He could only groan this sentence in his heart in pain.

Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly shouted: "Your Majesty!"

In fact, King Zhuan had already seen the unequal and one-sided fierce battle here. He couldn't bear to witness it, so he turned to the side and pretended not to see it.

"Your Majesty, Zi Baifeng has repeatedly insulted and framed my minister. I can't bear it anymore. I beg you and Zi Baifeng to settle this public case in front of all the adults and young talents." Lian Yunping said angrily.

"Pretend, keep pretending." Zi Baifeng curled his lips.

A trace of displeasure flashed across King Zhuan's face, he was actually not interested in the so-called case between Lian Yunping and Zi Baifeng.

He is also very displeased with Lian Yunping's entanglement.

But King Zhongshan is here, he can't face Lianyun too much in front of King Zhongshan.

If there is no accident, Lian Yunping will be the future king of Zhongshan.

As for Zi Baifeng, he should be a future minister who oversees the country, and he is actually happy to see the conflict between the two.

King Zhuan hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "It's fine to clear up a little misunderstanding, how do you want to end it?"

"Your Majesty, at that time Zi Baifeng accused me of plagiarizing his poems. Today, I beg Your Majesty to let Zi Baifeng and I write it again, so as to determine who is the plagiarist." Lian Yunping glared at Zi Baifeng angrily. road.

King Zhuan nodded slightly, looked to the left and right, everyone had mixed expressions, but the Bull King clapped his hands and said, "Okay, let's do it in a fair and honest way, who is right and who is wrong soon?"

King Zhuan had no choice but to nod his head and said, "If that's the case, then I'll agree."

Lian Yunping took a deep look at Zi Baifeng, and said: "Your Majesty, please write first..." He looked at Zi Baifeng with a sneer, "If not, Zi Baifeng might not even have anyone to imitate. Can't write a single word."

Zi Baifeng shook his head speechlessly, saying that some liars repeat themselves over and over again, and sometimes they will believe lies without a doubt. Could it be that Lian Yunping is like this?

In fact, Lian Yunping did this because of the four words, practice makes perfect.

He copied those lines of poems day and night, to the point of memorizing them by heart.Whether it's emotion, artistic conception, or momentum, he can already express it naturally.

In this world, there are not only those who can get it by chance, but also those who have been tempered and practiced for a long time.

Lian Yunping asked himself that he had done everything he could to the best, not to mention that Zi Baifeng might not be the original work of that calligraphy and painting, even if it was, he also asked himself that he could compare with it.

Lian Yunping is indeed talented in calligraphy. He has already understood Zi Baifeng's calligraphy thoroughly and integrated it into himself.

As for calligraphy, the one who has mastered it is a teacher. It is not necessary to learn from Zi Baifeng, and you will not be able to write better characters than Zi Baifeng.

"Bring a pen and ink." Lian Yunping stepped forward and said loudly.

Several officials from the Ministry of Rituals looked at each other, and an official ran down and came over with a roll of blank paper.

Unrolling the long scroll, Lian Yunping sucked up the thick ink, and with one stroke, the stroke went straight to the sky and the earth, and in an instant, the tangy saber intent came towards him.

Zi Baifeng's face changed slightly, this guy actually imitated his saber intent that day, and added his own comprehension of saber intent. .

As he wrote each stroke, the condensed sword intent filled the entire hall. Among the candidates, there were also some who were not monks. Falling to the ground, trembling, it was like overwhelming saber energy coming surging.

"The young master is called Huai Su, and cursive script is called Dubu in the world. The ink pond flies out of Beiming fish, and the stroke of the pen kills all the rabbits in Zhongshan. The weather is cold in August and September, and the alcoholic..." Zi Baifeng wrote this last time, and was caught The small stone interrupted, and the following did not continue.

Zi Baifeng wanted to see what Lian Yunping was going to write.

"The weather is cold in August and September, and the alcoholic is madly out of the Guibang. Residual incense spreads the golden light path, and a stroke is like a knife shattering the setting sun."

Zi Baifeng curled his lips slightly. In terms of poetic talent, he dare not compare himself to Li Bai, but if it continues, I'm afraid it won't be so ugly. This continuation after Lian Yunping is too plain and boring. The previous madness Almost all gone.

Zi Baifeng shook his head lightly and sighed.

All the people in the room admired him one after another, and even the few ministers who supervised the country sitting at the head nodded repeatedly, obviously thinking that the word Lian Yunping and this poem were top grade.

Chi Yanbai quietly leaned against Zi Baifeng's side, tugged at his sleeve, and said, "Brother Zi, can you do it..."

Obviously, he is not too optimistic about Zi Baifeng.

Master Chi glared at him over there, he quickly slipped back to his seat, stood on tiptoe, and looked at Zi Baifeng.

After Lian Yunping finished writing, when the handwriting was a little dry, he immediately propped up his hands and showed it to everyone, and then he looked at Zi Baifeng provocatively - this word, he thought, was already better than Zi Baifeng's writing.

In fact, this handwriting is indeed better than Zi Baifeng's handwriting.

Zi Baifeng was just testing the ink at random, and his mood was just random, not deliberately, it was not stable, and it did not last long.

He doesn't have much understanding of the way of the sword, so naturally he can't compare to Lian Yunping's tempering.

But the current Zi Baifeng is no longer the Zi Baifeng of that time.

Every situation, for Zi Baifeng, is a kind of spiritual improvement and experience.

And every kind of experience, for Zi Baifeng, is an improvement in calligraphy.

There is no way, the body that Zi Baifeng passed through is so powerful, even if Zi Baifeng did not pass through this body, this Zi Baifeng will definitely not be a thing in the pool.

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