Fantasy: So I Am a Peerless Expert

Wangyue Pavilion is brightly lit.

Every Confucian student entered, very particular about etiquette.

The carriage stopped in front of Wangyue Pavilion, and Li Mu jumped out of the carriage first and prepared a stool.

"Sir, please." Li Mu bowed.

"His Royal Highness, it doesn't have to be like that." But Li Mu replied with Li Yixi's life-saving grace. Li Yixi shook his head, a little helpless, and could only get out of the carriage.

Li Mu approached Wangyue Pavilion with Li Yixi respectfully.

"The comer stopped?"

"His Royal Highness, not everyone can enter today's literary society."

Just as Li Yixi approached Wangyue Pavilion, the two scholars stood in front of him, speaking righteously.

"Um?"

At this moment, Li Mu's eyes showed a sense of murderous intent.

Staring coldly at the two.

"I said that the son is enough to enter it." Li Mu's voice was cold.

"His Royal Highness, this is my Confucian-Taoist literary society. If the prince insists to enter by force, I will not be able to stop it, but this literary meeting will also end. The Tang Dynasty cannot accommodate us, so we will leave Datang."

"If you want to enter, you must pass our test. If you want to participate here, you don't have enough profound knowledge, and your status is noble."

Under Li Mu's coercion, their legs trembled violently, and they couldn't support it, but the expressions on their faces were still unyielding, and they were not allowed to die.

"Step aside."

Seeing Li Yixi's silence, Li Mu felt a little uneasy, and his voice was a little bit colder.

"Li Mu, kill us if you have the ability. Don't want to press us with strength and identity." The two of them trembled violently, and their legs seemed to explode at the moment, supporting their bodies with their swords.

"court death……"

At this moment, Li Mu was directly angry.

"It's okay."

As soon as Li Mu broke out, Li Yixi's hand fell on Li Mu's shoulder.

Li Mu's breath, all weird, was suppressed by Li Yixi in his body, returning to normal.

"Yes, son."

On Li Mu's forehead, there were sweat beads on his vest. At this moment, Li Mu was terrified to the extreme.

Because his strength had exploded just now, but when Li Yixi's hand fell on his shoulder, Li Mu seemed to feel that time was flowing backwards, and his breath instantly returned to the moment when he was about to explode.

Controlling time with a wave of your hand is an extremely terrifying thing.

The so-called past and future are nothing more than the marks left by him, but at the moment just now, Li Mu clearly felt that time was flowing backwards and time was under control.

At this moment, Li Mu hurriedly retreated to Li Yixi's side.

"Um?"

The moment they saw this scene, the expressions of the two scholars changed slightly. They did not expect that Prince Li Mu would be so respectful to Li Yixi.

But it was only a moment of surprise.

"Master, stop!"

The two still didn't mean to dodge.

"Now, Li Yixi, a commoner, has read some books, and wants to enter Wangyue Pavilion. I don’t know what conditions need to be met. In my hometown, there are countless scholars who have been famous for hundreds of years. Can't be satisfied, I will leave."

Li Yixi looked personable in the scholarly ceremony.

"good."

At this moment, the two of them looked at Li Yixi earnestly, and then agreed to Li Yixi after looking at each other.

"My son, the first level, this couplet is right."

The voices of the two fell and opened the Shanglian.

"The person who is said, the person who is said, and the person who is said, it is better not to say it."

Li Mu glanced at the couplet, very helpless, it seemed extremely simple, but it was difficult to match the couplet for a while, and the counselors behind him were all discolored at this moment.

The gazes of the two scholars fell on Li Yixi's body: "Master, as long as you face the Xianlian, the first pass is over, you have two sticks of incense."

The two did not embarrass Li Yixi excessively.

"Is the time for two sticks of incense? It's too short."

One by one, how can it be completed in such a short time?

When everyone was anxious, Li Yixi smiled, "It won't take that long, I already have it."

"Um?"

Hearing what Li Yixi said, the two were shocked. This couplet was made by an old scholar in the cabinet.

The two of them looked expectantly on Li Yixi's body.

I saw Li Yixi smiled and said: "The official is in charge, the official is in charge, and it is better to ignore it."

"this……!"

When the two scholars heard Li Yixi's second couplet, their eyes were full of shock.

Li Yixi's bottom line is really neat.

"My son, I will pass in your next couplet immediately."

After listening to Li Yixi's Lianlian, a scholar was overjoyed and ran directly into the attic.

"gentlemen."

At this moment, Li Mu looked at Li Yixi incredulously.

Li Mu didn't expect Li Yixi to be right.

"It's okay, isn't it very interesting, I can't practice, but the endorsement is fine."

Li Yixi smiled.

"Young Master, next is the second level, within seven steps, compose a poem."

In the attic, the second question came out.

"good."

Li Yixi chanted poems directly.

"Boiled beans are held for soup, and glutinous rice is regarded as juice.

Osmunda burned under the cauldron, and the beans wept in the cauldron.

He grew up from the same root, why is it too anxious? "

Li Yixi's voice fell, and the scene was extremely quiet. After a while, I saw an old scholar with wrinkles and age spots appearing in the attic.

A pair of eyes fell on the old Confucian, full of respect.

Old Confucian seemed to have exhausted all his energy when he reached the entrance of the attic.

Panting.

When the old Confucian gaze fell on Li Yixi's body, he couldn't help but his gaze brightened. The temperament of Li Yixi's body shocked him.

The old Confucian took a deep breath and said: "Old elder Ouyang Jing, seeing the son, is confused by the old son. With the son's literary talent, no need to continue the assessment, I and other scholars, within the four seas, are all one family."

"Old aging Ouyang Jing, I hope my son will forgive me for my carelessness." Ouyang Jing saluted.

"Don't blame the son."

Ouyang Jing's voice fell, and everyone in the attic hurriedly saluted.

"The old man Ouyang Jing, invited the son to participate in the literary meeting tonight. His Royal Highness said that the son is knowledgeable, and now the old man believes it." Ouyang Jing smiled knowingly and sent out the invitation.

"Now, Li Yixi, Mr. Xie Ouyang." Li Yixi hurriedly said with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Li Yixi and Li Mu walked to Wangyue Pavilion.

Walking up to the Wangyue Pavilion, Li Yixi discovered that all the people who participated in the literary meeting today were all Confucian scholars, and none of them practiced martial arts.

Secretly said, "No wonder this is the case, it turns out that they are all Confucian scholars."

Li Yixi knew some of the tempers of these old scholars from history books, and that was extremely stubborn.

"Mr. Li, there is a family of scholars in the world, and today it is an old and abrupt, old man respects him a cup."

Ouyang Jing picked up the wine with an apologetic expression.

"It's okay, I can understand. The literary society naturally needs to look like a literary society. I am also a scholar and understand." Li Yixi also picked up the wine and drank it in one fell swoop.

"Everyone, what is the topic of today's literary meeting?" Li Yixi asked.

Li Yixi's words fell, and everyone's eyes fell on Ouyang Jing with a serious face.