Literati Sanctification

Chapter 365 Candidates

The literati reached into the small wooden box, turned it around casually, then grabbed a silk cloth, and pulled it out directly. After he took a look, he handed it to the maid beside him.

"The first question is to compare the literary length of the poems!"

While the literati was talking, the maid at the side also took the silk cloth and ran towards the literati in Jingguo, showed them the silk cloth, and after confirming that it was correct, gave it to Heng Xiulin again, wanting to Let Heng Xiulin make sure.

At this time, Heng Xiulin waved his hand, all the questions are the same, all he has to do is to win, the maid saw this, but she didn't run to Heng Xiulin.

Emperor Jing didn't look at the silk cloth, he only cared about winning or losing. For this, as long as the literati below are sure that there is no trick, then it's fine, and the rest can only be enough to look at his side Whether the literati can win this competition.

"Confirm, the first question is to compare the length of the poetry, and whoever writes the highest poetry will win. Please send one person from each party to come and compete!"

An extremely sharp voice, at this time, announced it again, and then looked in three directions, asking them to send out a person to compete, but Heng Xiulin, it seems that there is really no need to look, except Other than Heng Xiulin, no one else came to compete.

"Hey, fortunately, only one person will come out to compete. If there are two people, what will Jiang Guo do? Then don't we want to bully others?"

An ear-piercing voice sounded directly at this moment, and then Najia Hanrong could be seen looking at Heng Xiulin with a sarcasm at this moment, his eyes, at this moment, were full of Sneer meaning.

Going out to sneer, in those eyes, there is a hint of teasing, and in the previous time, didn't this guy say that Jiang Guo only needs to send one person over, and that's enough?
Now that the competition has finally begun, he wants to see how the other party sent a person, how is it enough!He wants to see what the opponent's face will look like after the fiasco!
Just now the other party pretended to be so arrogant, which already made him hate Heng Xiulin. This damned guy really thinks that after defeating Hou Zeyu and the others, he thinks that he can defeat everyone in Jingguo?
Could it be that after Hou Zeyu went to Jiang country, he said there that they are the most powerful literati in Jing country?That's why he gave the other party such courage to face so many literati by himself?
If so, then he would really feel sad for the other party!
"It doesn't matter, Jingguo is a country of etiquette. If two people are needed, then we can replace it with one person. How can we let the other party suffer because of the small number of people?"

At this moment, a young man on the side glanced at Heng Xiulin, then sneered and spoke.

I don't know what the other party was thinking, but they actually sent someone over. If one person wanted to win this competition, unless it was almost in a dream, the other party probably didn't want to win at all, right?
"If that's the case, Jingguo is indeed a land of etiquette!"

The Zhao Guowen people on the side were discussing who should go and win the first competition. Hearing the voice from here, he grinned and said.

The voices of the crowd were not loud, but on the high platform, a few casual words could be spread easily. The people in the audience, hearing these words, suddenly burst into laughter. He also pointed at Heng Xiulin.

Seeing this from the side, Xiaoyu's cheeks were about to bulge like goldfish. Looking at the people laughing at the side, she thought, she seemed extremely angry in her heart, these guys always laughed at her young master.

My son is the Zijin doctor, so it is not certain who will win and who will lose!

With an extremely expression on his face, Heng Xiulin walked out directly, and then walked to the front desk and stood still, as if he had already selected the quota.

Seeing that Heng Xiulin didn't respond to them, the people on the other side felt a little bored, they turned their heads to look at the people beside them, and started to choose candidates again.

"How about just letting me do this competition?"

Jia Hanrong looked at Heng Xiulin in front of him, a look of gloom flashed in his eyes, and then he said, this competition is just a competition of poems written, the size of the style, it is not too difficult.

Although the poems in the competition are all based on literary style, but sometimes, it limits the subject matter, what kind of poems need to be produced, and then the winner is determined by that literary style.

But now, all that is needed is to write out the poems and see whose poems are more elegant. There is no restriction on the types of poems, so it is naturally a bit simple.

But the difficulty is that the poems I write need to surpass the other party, which is the most difficult.

The rest of Jing Guo literati looked at each other when they heard the words, and then thought about it carefully. This is related to the Qiming Stone Mine. They won two out of three rounds. In fact, it can be said that they can't afford to lose in one round.

What's more, this time it is a competition with the literati of the other two big countries, which requires their attention even more, and they have to think about it carefully to determine whether this proposal is feasible.

If you lose, then it will be extremely troublesome!
"In my opinion, he's the one to come. Normally, it's Jia Hanrong's style of writing, which is the highest. Now it's free writing. I guess the people here can't compare to Jia Hanrong."

After thinking about it for a while, a literati spoke directly at this moment.

When the rest of the people heard this, they saw that they didn't reject each other, so they nodded lightly, as if they agreed to the proposal, "Then Jia Han allows you to go, remember not to underestimate the enemy, you must go all out to take down the opponent .”

"The literati from the Jiang country don't need to pay more attention, but the literati from the Zhao country have to guard against it!"

The previous competitions were just small fights, but right now, it is the most important competition for them. If they lose this time, it will be difficult to raise their heads at this moment.

After all, the current ones represent their top literati positions, and if they lose, it means that all the literati in Jingguo have lost.

When Najia Hanrong heard this, her expression froze slightly, and then she nodded solemnly, "Don't worry, I know in my heart, I will definitely win this competition!"

After Jia Hanrong finished speaking, he walked towards the front, but after a while, he walked to the middle position. This position is the same as their position in the ring.

The literati of Jingguo are standing in the middle, so they have also reached the middle position at this moment.

Seeing someone approaching, Heng Xiulin turned his head and glanced at the other party. Seeing that it was Na Jia Han Rong who came over, there was no surprise in his eyes, and he just gave the other party a flat look.

When they were in the audience, the two had a conflict once. Judging by the other party's appearance, it was absolutely impossible to let it go easily. After coming to this stage, it is estimated that as long as there is a chance, they will compete with him.

Now it seems that Zhao Guo's selection of questions has fulfilled the other party's wish.

Seeing Heng Xiulin's eyes looking over, Jia Hanrong returned Heng Xiulin's contemptuous look, and looked at Heng Xiulin with some sarcasm. After the victory, he insisted on mocking him!Let the other party be in the past, so that he can't hold his head up, it's simply hateful!
The Zhao Guo literati on the side also selected the literati who came to the competition at this time. The literati was a little thin, but from his haughty expression, it could be seen that the other party obviously had some confidence.

(End of this chapter)