Agent Leng Fei: Playing with the Heartless Emperor

Chapter 100 This is the Power of Tingxue
Some of the poems of other people have a sour scholarly taste, and there are a few talented ones, but in the ears of the old man, Han Xiu's poems are unheard of, but they are fascinating swan songs, so there is no doubt that Han Xiu is the first one. The best of the second pass enters the third pass.

The examiner cleared his throat, "The third level of this year is actually to commemorate Mr. Tingxue, the number one talent in Tiandu. This is a painting he once made. It has deep meaning and each has its own interpretation. That year, Mr. Tingxue won it in one fell swoop." Whoever can draw new ideas from his paintings will naturally enter the top three this year."

Under the flaming lantern, someone pulled the red thread, and a painting rolled down.

Everyone was in an uproar, because the silk was covered with bright white snow, and there was nothing on it.

Han Xiu's eyes moved slightly, recalling the scene of that day.

The emperor on the third floor said casually, "This is the power of Tingxue. It's just a trip, and the best of these literati can compose poems to commemorate him."

It’s not that Chu Shang didn’t understand the meaning. In recent years, the emperor seemed to want to get rid of Tingxue, and he seemed to be unable to bear it. He didn’t care about these things. I felt the piercing look in my eyes that seemed to be two years ago.

This question is really very simple, everyone thinks so, isn't it Yong Xue?I wrote this in the early years, so I scrambled forward, the first one cleared his throat, and started to write a poem meaningfully, "Mei Xue is fighting for the spring but is not willing to fall, the poet puts down the pen fee to comment on the chapter, Mei Xu is inferior to Xue Xue by three points , Xue loses to Mei Duanxiang."

Well, everyone was in an uproar and praised it, not bad, not bad!

The examiner smiled and shook his head, letting others continue. Han Xiu stood aside quietly. People couldn't see his expression, but his eyes were as clear as snow, which attracted everyone to place greater hopes on him.

Afterwards, what the three of them did was nothing more than Yongxue's work, and they could tell that they were all talented people with a deep heart, but what people don't understand is why the chief examiner kept stroking his beard and shaking his head, and finally set his eyes on Han Xiu .

Han Xiu thought in his heart that the old man had said it was to commemorate Tingxue, but these talented people had no intentions, but if he changed that Yongxue to Yong Tingxue, the old man would be happy. Ge put a high hat on Tingxue, it seems that today he has to be praised to the sky again.

Han Xiu finally opened his mouth slowly, "It's too late to cut off the fireworks, it's too late to cut off the fireworks, it's too late to listen to the snow when the prosperity is gone, and the blue sea tide is born at the end."

After speaking, there was a long silence, and people saw a strange light flashing in the examiner's eyes, and several other examiners also exchanged eyes tacitly.

After thinking about the meaning, the crowd in the audience suddenly became noisy.

"Listen to the snow!"

"Listen to Young Master Xue!"

"Listen to the snow!"

……

All those who are interested in the Poetry Club admire Tingxue's talent. The reputation of being the number one genius in Tiandu is not given for nothing. Now that they listen to Han Xiuyin, they can't restrain themselves from shouting.

The other four couldn't help but feel ashamed, yes, why didn't they think of flattering Tingxue, they all knew that the chief examiner and Tingxue seemed to be friends for a long time.

The chief examiner and Tingxue have an unusual relationship. When several examiners were evaluating the results under the clamor of the crowd, the old gentleman looked at Han Xiu excitedly with trembling eyes. The bustling is gone, the blue sea is full of tides, what Tingxue told him when he left , but he probably doesn't know that there are people in this world who understand him, so he must write to Tingxue.

(End of this chapter)