I Am a Corrupt Official, But They Say I Am a Loyal Minister!

"The Autumn Mountain Tour, that is the work of Master Liu Jibei!"

"Liu Jibei is a very famous master of landscape painting, especially good at autumn scenery! Just this painting, if you sell it, it will be worth at least 10,000 taels! It will definitely be robbed!"

"There is also the top-quality snowflake wine, which is also a famous wine among famous wines. Drinkers have a good heart! Just such a jar of fine wine, if you sell it outside, you can sell at least 5 taels!

"Girl Ziyue is actually willing to take out these two treasures as a lucky draw?"

"There is still a chance to see Miss Ziyue's beauty and listen to her playing music..."

...

The talented people in the hall are all excited, secretly thinking that tonight is a worthwhile trip!

They are all rubbing shoulders, ready to show their talents and get these three lucky winners!

It would be even better if it could be favored by Miss Ziyue!

Seeing everyone's reaction, Miss Ziyue was very satisfied.

If you don't come up with some real guys, you can't be tempted.

"Let's start the poetry party!" Girl Ziyue raised her head, pointed at the bright moon in the sky and smiled: "Let's take the bright moon in the sky as the title! Whoever wrote the poems will make the little girl's heart move, and all the rosy heads will be presented!"

Everyone was very happy to hear this topic.

Because the bright moon can be said to be a very popular topic.

Which gifted and beautiful woman has never written a poem about the bright moon?

Immediately, a talented man raised his hand: "Miss Ziyue, let this son come first!"

Ziyue smiled and said, "Master Xu, please!"

"Thank you, Miss Ziyue!" The other party immediately stood up excitedly, shaking his head and reciting his proud work, winning applause from the audience.

Next, another talented person took out the poems that he had pressed at the bottom of the box.

3rd, 4th, 5th...

Everyone is very enthusiastic and positive.

For talented people, this is their place of pretense!

If you don't pretend at this time, when will you wait?

Twilight admired the masterpieces of the talented people with a smile on her face, and sometimes commented on it, which was recognized by everyone.

Then, his eyes always glanced to Lin Beifan's side, intentionally or unintentionally.

However, he found that the other party had been very calm, drinking and eating food, and was a little disappointed in his heart.

This dog officer, how can he still hold back?

After about half an hour, the talented people present, regardless of their level, offered their own poems.

"Which other talented person will dedicate his masterpiece for everyone to appreciate?" Ziyue asked with a smile.

"And the new champion Lin Beifan didn't write poetry!" one person shouted.

Ziyue was waiting for this moment, looked at Lin Beifan, bowed her head and smiled and said: "I have already heard that this year's new champion, Lin Beifan, has won the third prize in three years, and his talent is comparable to that of a heavenly immortal! The little girl is looking forward to it, she also invites the champion. Lang wrote a poem!"

As long as Lin Beifan writes poems, no matter good or bad, she says yes!

In this way, there is a chance to get in touch with Lin Beifan at close range and use his means!

However, to her surprise, Lin Beifan smiled and waved his hand: "Thank you Miss Ziyue for your praise, I don't have to!"

Ziyue puzzled: "Why?"

Lin Beifan said humbly: "Just now, all the talented people have excellent works. I am ashamed of myself when I see it, so I won't be ugly."

Ziyue hasn't spoken yet, and the talented people can't help it anymore.

"Zhuangyuan Lang, what are you talking about!"

"In terms of talent and learning, which one of us is better than you?"

"Before in Baihuafang, you wrote a poem, which has become famous all over the capital, making countless talented people dare not make an axe!"

"And Leiyun Temple, you have left behind a masterpiece of the ages! That poem is ethereal, full of romantic poetry and picturesque, and there is no one before or after, which makes countless talents feel ashamed!"

"The opportunity is so rare, the champion, don't be humble, and quickly dedicate your masterpiece!"

"Also ask Zhuangyuan Lang to write a poem!"

...

Everyone was very excited, as if to see a big star come out to sing.

In fact, famous talents like Lin Beifan were equivalent to big stars in ancient times.

Amid everyone's expectations, Lin Beifan said modestly again: "Thank you for your love, but it's not necessary! My son is just a mediocre scholar. Compared with everyone in terms of poetry, he is inferior to everyone, so I won't be ugly!"

A talented person asked inexplicably: "Zhuangyuan Lang, why? You see that Miss Ziyue has donated so many treasures for this poetry festival. Don't you want it? Don't you want it?"

Lin Beifan smiled lightly: "It's really not very exciting! Like Master Liu Jibei's works, I have two in my family! In addition, there are more than 50 works in my family that are not inferior to Autumn Snow Mountains!"

Everyone: "Fuck!"

Others ask for a copy and can't get it, but you actually have more than 50 copies?

Too embarrassing, right?

"Then what about this fine wine, don't you love Zhuang Yuan Lang?" The other party asked reluctantly.

Lin Beifan shook his head: "It's not that I don't love it, it's my family's fine wine, I can't finish it! Like this jar of top-quality snowflake wine, there are 30 jars in my house! Other not inferior wines, there are already 200 jars. Several houses are full!"

Everyone: "Fuck!"

Such a superb wine actually filled several houses!

The alcoholics' eyes are red!

Especially want to rob some!

"These are all gifts from Your Majesty!" Lin Beifan said with a distressed smile: "Actually, I don't want so much, but I don't want to be disobedient to the decree, so I have to accept it! Because the place is small, there are still many in the palace. I didn't get it back!"

Everyone is "lying" once again!

Still there?

There are many in the palace, haven't taken out?

Everyone is crazy with jealousy!

It's no wonder that I can't see the lottery tonight. It turns out that there are already too many in the house!

I don't know why, but I'm so angry to hear his words!

Even Ziyue standing on the stage was full of envy.

My dignified princess is actually no better than a fifth-rank petty official?

The mood is going to collapse!

"Zhuangyuan Lang, you don't need to care about the lucky ones in front of you, but can you care about such a lottery? Don't you want to have the beauty of the girl Ziyue alone?"

Lin Beifan glanced at Li Shishi, who is a beautiful girl, to the left, and glanced at the charming and cute little princess, Mo Rushuang, who was gallant and handsome, and blinked: "I don't think I really need it!"

Everyone followed Lin Beifan's eyes and saw three stunning beauties with their own strengths.

Jealousy separates the walls, beyond recognition!

Others ask for a peerless beauty and can't get it, he actually has three?

It's really a drought, a drought, a flood, a flood!

At this time, Lin Beifan held up the glass: "So, my son will not show ugliness! Ashamed!"

Everyone is speechless and crazy!

Are you ashamed?

Obviously showing off!

Don't think we can't see it!

bitch!

"God official!" Ziyue gritted her teeth in her heart.

This damn stinky man, who had debunked her tricks before, made all his previous efforts go to waste.

Now, she ruined the poetry party that she couldn't easily organize!

The most important thing is that if you don't write poetry, how can this girl have a chance against you?

Isn't all the effort in vain?

Ziyue felt that she had to fight for it, and persuaded bitterly, "Young Master Lin, it's rare for everyone to get together once. Wouldn't it be a pity if you didn't write a poem?"

Lin Beifan shook his head: "No! There are good food and wine here, I don't regret it at all!"

The corner of Ziyue's mouth twitched: "The little girl means that everyone is sorry!"

Lin Beifan shook his head again: "Probably not! Everyone is here for you, not for me! If you can reveal your face in public, Miss Ziyue, everyone will be satisfied!"

"Zhuang Yuanlang said it well!"

"¨々You have spoken our hearts out!"

"I toast you!"

...

Full house cheers.

Lin Beifan chuckled and cupped his hands: "I'll give it up! All of you will give it up!"

Ziyue couldn't help clenching her hands, wanting to beat this man who made her toothache so angry!

Why don't you play cards according to the routine?

This man is poisonous!

In the end, Li Shishi, who was still a woman, couldn't stand it anymore, and persuaded with a smile: "Husband, since everyone is interested in boxing, why don't you write a poem! Actually, I really want to hear it!"

"Big villain, write a poem! Use your talent to shock them!" The little princess waved her small fist.

"Young Master Lin, please!" Mo Rushuang smiled slightly.

At this moment, Ziyue was actually somewhat grateful to Li Shishi and others.

It's really hard for me to stand on the stage and face this man alone!

Lin Beifan pondered for a moment, then said, "It's hard to be kind, so the young master will sing a poem!"

"Okay!" The whole hall shouted in unison.

Ziyue was so excited that she was about to cry: "Young Master Lin, please!"

In the expectation of everyone, Lin Beifan held up a glass of wine, respected the bright moon in the sky, and said loudly: "When will the bright moon be there? Ask the sky for the wine. I don't know the palace in the sky, what year is it today..."

A piece of Su Shi's "Water Melody Song Head. When Will the Moon Be There" was read out by him eloquently.

Everyone was shocked when they heard it!

"What time is there in the bright moon? Ask the blue sky for wine!" This year's second-place winner stood up and clapped his hands in applause: "It's so magnificent, so arrogant, so heart-warming! Just this one sentence will suppress all the poems of everyone present!"

Tanhua stood up with a smile: "I prefer the last sentence of the champion: I hope people will last forever, and we will live together in a thousand miles! This situation not only reminds me of my fathers and villagers in my hometown, but I burst into tears!"

"The whole text is eloquent and immortal! Zhuangyuan Lang is worthy of being an immortal in the sky. Only immortals in the sky can make such magnificent poems!" said a jinshi aloud.

"This word should be a big one! Respect Shixian!" Someone raised a wine glass.

...

As soon as this word came out, there was no doubt that it conquered all the talents and beauties present!

Even the girl Ziyue who was standing on the stage was amazed by her beautiful eyes.

"I didn't expect that this guy is quite talented! Just read it casually, it's an ancient poem, no one can surpass it! Unfortunately, he is a dog official who ruined my plan, hum!"

I was already planning in my heart how to concoct Lin Beifan.

However, for the sake of this beautiful song, you can start lightly.

"This young master can see that the champion is mainly because he doesn't want to compete with everyone for profit, so he is slow to open his mouth! Otherwise, with this poem, who will compete with each other?" A talented man said with a smile.

Everyone nodded, full of admiration in their hearts.

"So, my son thinks that this Shi Kui is the champion! Except for the champion, this son refuses to accept anyone!"

"Shi Kui, the champion is well deserved!"

"Miss Ziyue, hurry up and announce the results, we can't wait!"

"Apart from Zhuang Yuanlang, there will be no second person!"

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