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Chapter 1327 Brother Fu's Health Is So Beautiful (6)

Her words made the old bandit's heart turn a few times.

He came but didn't participate. Brother Fu should study hard every day. Now that he is tired, he wants to come out and relax.

"If Brother Fu likes this place, next time Brother Fu is free, I will come and play with Brother Fu, okay?"

"Yeah." For a long time, he didn't know what was going on in his mind, so he nodded casually.

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The Poetry Appreciation Conference is in progress.

At this time, Mr. Wen has already asked the question.

All the students are thinking quietly.

Wen Huan'er was wearing a servant's clothes and stood beside Liu Zhishi, rubbing ink on him with downcast eyes.

Liu Zhishi raised his head and looked at her occasionally, and the atmosphere between the two was very beautiful.

After some time, it was time to hand in the poem.

A special servant came down and collected them one by one.

In the end, all the poems were in Mr. Wen's hands.

Master Wen held it carefully, with an appreciative smile on his face.

He himself loves poetry. It can be said that as long as he improvises, he can't help but want to compose a poem or two.

If you encounter an excellent poem, you will lock yourself in the study room, ponder over and over again, the more you read it, the more you like it, the more you read it, the more you can't put it down.

"Next, several masters will be selected together."

Master Wen said, looking aside.

There was a row of chairs, and a row of gray-haired old masters sat on the chairs.

"Master, I will trouble you." Mr. Wen's attitude became more and more respectful.

"No trouble, no trouble."

Thick rice paper was placed on the table of several masters.

What follows is a somewhat lengthy review.

The masters looked over one by one, encountered some poems, and even discussed them in whispers.

After waiting for two sticks of incense, the thick rice paper was finally finished.

Master Wen walked over.

The masters nodded, and gave the papers in their hands to Mr. Wen, along with the list they selected.

Master Wen took it carefully, and then returned to his seat.

He first looked at the list and reported the rankings one by one.

A total of the top five were selected this time.

Start reporting from No.5, and then go up in turn.

By this time, basically all the scholars are nervous.

Liu Zhishi was rarely calm inside.

He can be said to have a certain degree of certainty.

So he didn't hear his name, and he thought it was normal. After all, the poem he wrote must be No.1.

However, when Mr. Wen reported that No.1 was not him, Liu Zhishi was stunned, and then he couldn't believe it.

Impossible, that poem was carefully discussed between him and Brother Tian. Every word has been carefully thought out, how could it not even be in the top five?
So his first thought was that someone was definitely hurting him.

Something must have happened here.

So he immediately took a few steps forward.

"Master Wen, I'm afraid something is wrong this time."

Liu Zhishi is quite famous among scholars.

After listening to his words, Mr. Wen looked at him seriously, and finally recognized the man after a while.

only……

"Mr. Wen, you said something was wrong, so what exactly does this mean?"

He was actually a little unhappy.

The masters who were in charge of the audit this time were all his teachers back then, and they were also the people he respected the most.

If this person says it's not right, isn't that just saying that the master is not good enough?

"Master Wen, can Xiaosheng take a look at the rice paper handed in by Xiaosheng?"

Liu Zhishi did not directly say that he thought No.1 should be himself, but wanted to see if his rice paper had been tampered with or repackaged.

"Master Wen."

At this time, one of the old masters suddenly spoke.

Master Wen immediately turned around and looked over, his eyes were extremely respectful.

"Is something wrong, teacher?"

"Master Wen, this young master is a Zhishi with the surname Liu Ming?"

Mr. Wen thought about it carefully, nodded and said, "It is indeed a Zhishi with the surname Liu."

Seeing that this person specifically mentioned him, Liu Zhishi thought it was a good thing, and was overjoyed.

The rest of the scholars thought the same way, with more or less envy showing on their faces.

After all, if he is praised in public by these respectable old masters on such an occasion, it will be a matter of fame and face.

However, just as they were envious, the faces of several old masters turned ugly.

"Originally, I wanted to find you in private. Since you are so eager to speak, let's settle the debt now."

Looking at the situation, it doesn't seem that he is satisfied with him and is going to praise his appearance, but it seems that he is extremely dissatisfied with him and plans to settle accounts.

The joy on Liu Zhishi's face froze, and his heart suddenly became uneasy.

"Old master, what's the matter?"

"What's the matter?" One of the old masters asked, obviously extremely angry.

"Young master, tell the truth, did you really write this poem?"

The old master looked at Liu Zhishi sharply with his cloudy eyes.

Probably because of a guilty conscience, Liu Zhishi didn't dare to look him in the eye.

But at this time, it is impossible for him to admit that the poem he handed in was not written by himself.

So he nodded.

"Old Master, that poem was written by Xiaosheng, it is absolutely true."

"Absurd, simply absurd!"

The old master said this angrily.

He gasped for breath, barely suppressed his anger, and turned his head to give instructions to the boy who was accompanying him.

"Go and get that book of thousand poems."

"Yes." The boy went immediately.

Standing there, Liu Zhishi felt nervous.

He subconsciously thought about the few words in the collection of thousand poems.

He has not read that book, it can be said that he has never touched it.

The only contact is probably when discussing with brother Tian, ​​this person always mentions Qianshi anthology intentionally or unintentionally.

And highly recommend him to watch.

He dealt with it casually and didn't listen carefully.

Could it be that the problem lies in the collection of thousands of poems?

Liu Zhishi felt uneasy and regretted it.

If I had known this earlier, I should have read this book in advance.

Xiao Tong went there for a while, and the atmosphere on the boat was tense for a moment.

He looked at Liu Zhishi with envious eyes before, but now they all changed.

After all, although the tempers of these old masters are not particularly good, they are not bad at all.

Liu Zhishi had to do a lot of wrong things to make the old masters so angry.

Xiao Tong soon came with a thick booklet.

The rice paper that Liu Zhishi handed in was taken out.

"Come here and have a look, is the poem on this really written by you?"

Liu Zhishi immediately walked over.

He picked up the rice paper and read it carefully more than ten times.

Finally, he nodded seriously.

"Students are true, this is what students write."

"It's just ridiculous."

One of the old masters was talking, and he carefully opened the book of thousands of poems.

　Thank you [Dying] Xiaokuonai for the monthly pass, meme chirp!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)