Literati Sanctification

Chapter 335 Fighting
Bai Qiuyue was at the side, looking at Heng Xiulin in front of her at this moment, her eyes were slightly astonished, but immediately, there was a trace of joy in it, and she never expected that she could see Heng Xiulin here.

Although she already knew that Heng Xiulin came to the imperial city, she would see him again if she came here, but she didn't expect that she just came here and saw Heng Xiulin again .

Thinking of what happened before, she bit her lip. If she didn't guess wrong, she had misunderstood Heng Xiulin, but the current situation was not right, otherwise, she wanted to go forward and meet Heng Xiulin. Find out, and apologize by the way.

"Hey, what are you talking about? If you have a sense of elegance, right now, I will use this autumn moon as the theme and write a poem about autumn moon. I have been admiring the moon for so long. It will never be a poem about autumn moon. You can’t do it right? I’ll wait and try it out!”

At this time, Zhao Chengshuang finally found a reason, and he was able to ridicule the other party, saying that they didn't even see the moon, and they were reciting poems there. Listen to a poem?
With his vision and talent, he doesn't believe that the poems made by the other party can compare with him!

When the other party writes a poem, he will show some sarcasm, and then make a poem and compare it with the other party. If it is possible, whoever wins is inferior!

Thinking of this, he looked around, and the look in his eyes directly suppressed the aura of the people around him.

The other party is a literati from the Zhao country. They had seen each other's talents before, so they knew very well whether the poems they made could catch the other party's vision.

In fact, it doesn't need to be published, they all know that they can't make better poems than the other party, because if they can't do it, they can compare with the other party's poems, and when the other party's poems come out, they can simply be criticized Useless.

Seeing the people around them lower their heads at this moment, Nan Gongyu on the other side was both happy and worried. The happy thing is that Zhao Chengshuang said that the other party said they didn't even have a moon. Reciting poems there seemed to be moaning a little sickly.

What is worrying is that after all, here are all the literati from his Jing country, but now he is watching helplessly being bullied by a literati from the Zhao country. Trouble, Nan Gongyu was originally dissatisfied with this.

It's just that he wants to do something right now, but his identity is extremely embarrassing at this moment, and he is in a state of being unable to do anything, which is really worrying.

"Brother, you seem to be a talented person at first glance, why don't you come out and write a poem? Let me see, what kind of talent do you literati on the second floor have after appreciating the moon?"

Zhao Chengshuang was very proud at the moment. Seeing that the people around him stopped talking at this moment, they just turned their heads and aimed at Heng Xiulin. Isn't this guy sitting beside Li Susu?

Originally, he was the one who came to look for, this is Heng Xiu Lin, and now that he has seen the rightful owner, of course he cannot let him go!

Li Susu on the side, hearing Zhao Chengshuang's words, immediately frowned, and then looked at him angrily. This guy is really endless, so arrogant and domineering, he really lost the face of a literati!

Moreover, she can see right now that the other party's targeting of the people above, as well as Heng Xiulin, is clearly aimed at her. Seeing her coming up, he just wants to embarrass these people. Heng Xiulin was embarrassed!
How talented Heng Xiulin is, she actually has no idea, but seeing Heng Xiulin, he can kill dozens of monsters in one go, so she just thought that Heng Xiulin's talent is not weak of.

However, compared to the literati of Zhao State, I don’t know who is stronger and who is weaker. You must know that although the behavior of the literati of Zhao State is extremely disgusting, in fact, their talents are extremely high .

At this moment, Li Susu looked at Heng Xiulin with worry in her heart. If she had known this would happen, she would not bring Heng Xiulin here. No matter how good-tempered Heng Xiulin suffered this kind of provocation, he couldn't bear it, right?
Bai Qiuyue at the side, listening to Zhao Chengshuang's words, looked at him with a hint of pity in his eyes. This guy probably doesn't know what kind of existence the opponent she provoked is like.

If her guess is correct, Zhao Chengshuang, who is just such a mere man, would be courting death if he wanted to be compared with this person.

Those who don't know are so fearless, Bai Qiuyue sighed in her heart, she looked at Zhao Chengshuang with more regret, she had already recovered some face, and that was enough, why bother to continue looking for death?
Sitting next to Heng Xiulin, Xiaoyu almost covered her face when she saw Zhao Chengshuang's words. She really didn't know that all the literati in Jiang country dare not compare with her son. With so much courage.

It was funny in her heart, but Xiaoyu didn't say anything, she just sat aside very calmly, peeled some fruit peels for her young master, then stretched out her delicate hand, and handed it to the young master's mouth.

Heng Xiulin opened his mouth, bit a grape together, then moved his mouth, and glanced at Zhao Chengshuang, there was no expression fluctuation in his eyes.

Zhu Yingcai on the side also looked at Heng Xiulin with great admiration at this time. He himself always felt that he was always being asked for trouble, but now compared with Heng Xiulin, he suddenly felt that he was too poor. too much.

"Reciting poems with accompanying words is a way for literati to cultivate their moral character and cultivate their sentiments. When did it become a way for literati to gamble and fight? I am sorry to say that I have never seen such a way before. Using poems to compete. Still have to try it out.”

At this time, Heng Xiulin turned his head and said to Zhao Chengshuang, he was a little tired of the literati here, who always used poems to compete with each other.

Originally, I came here for the competition, but the competition has not started yet. Could it be that here, I have to start again first. I want Heng Xiulin to hide his identity all the way, but he doesn’t want to encounter such a thing. When it arrived, Heng Xiulin felt that he was very helpless.

(End of this chapter)