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

On the Yan side, thinking hard, scratching his ears and cheeks, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

On the side of Dawu, watching this scene with leisurely time, his heart is very relaxed.

If Dayan wants to defeat them, he must also come up with a handed down poem, which is useful.

However, how could it be so easy to come up with poems that can be handed down from generation to generation?

Over the years, I don't know how many champions there have been, how many scholars, how many scholars, but how many people can write handed down poems?

It can be said that it is very rare and very rare!

It is even more difficult to write a poem that has been handed down from generation to generation than the champion in the exam.

Not to mention, you have to figure it out in a stick of incense.

Therefore, their great martial arts are basically invincible!

Everyone couldn't help looking at Liao Rumin, who was standing tall and straight in the field, with approval and surprise in their eyes.

Unexpectedly, this young talent showed mediocre performance in the first 4 rounds of Wendou, but in the fifth round of the poetry and song competition, he came up with a poem that was handed down from generation to generation.

It's really unbelievable, and the sea can't be measured!

"Liao Rumin, you did a good job of this poem, I like it very much!" The Empress said.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your appreciation!" Liao Yongmin was very excited.

I thought that I would make some soy sauce in this literary fight, but I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to show off my talents and become the most eye-catching person in the audience!

Now, it has also been praised by the Empress herself!

After today, he will definitely leap over the dragon gate and fly into the sky!

In my heart, I am full of gratitude to Lin Beifan.

If it wasn't for him making an impromptu attack, reading his poetry collection, and rewriting his poems, there would be no chance for him to perform today.

Lord Jijiu, I love you to death!

At this point, time passed little by little.

The lit incense had already burned halfway.

However, the big Yan side, racking his brains, still can't think of a poem to deal with.

His Royal Highness, the third prince, was so worried that his head exploded!

I thought that Lin Beifan had been dealt with, but unexpectedly, a Cheng Yaojin was killed, and a little boy killed them!

If he can't think of a countermeasure, Wen Dou will really lose!

Before I knew it, halfway through the time, the incense had gradually burned to the end.

The referee issued a reminder: "Da Yan talents, please send a representative, the time is coming soon!"

The third prince stuffed a poem into Liu Hai's arms: "Come on!"

Liu Hai shook his head: "But Your Highness, this poem is not good!"

"A dead horse is a living horse doctor, you can't handle that much anymore, go!"

So, Liu Hai came on stage with this poem.

It is a pity that although his poems are not bad, they only barely reach the level of Zhen Guo, which is far from the "Bamboo Stone" in Liao Ruming's hands.

So the final result of the vote -

"Liao Rumin won 77 votes, Liu Hai 0 votes, Liao Rumin wins!"

"In the fifth round of Wendou, Dawu wins!"

On the side of Da Yan, his face is full of ashes!

Dawu side, rejoice!

"Win! We won the 5th game, and we Wendou won!"

"We defeated Da Yan!"

"5 games in a row! Haha!"

...

The queens, civil and military officials on the field all showed happy smiles.

Such a brilliant victory is really rare!

Even they could not have imagined that the talented representatives of their own country could win so heartily and easily!

It is simply a precedent since the civil and military struggle, enough to be recorded in the annals of history!

Although the results of Wendou have come out, there are still 4 rounds, and we must continue.

On the side of Dayan, the third prince once again boosted morale: "Everyone, although we lost in the Wendou competition! But the Wendou is not over yet, we have to continue the competition! There are still 4 rounds, I must win it back! Even if If you lose, you have to lose beautifully, even if you lose, you will be honored!"

"Yes, Your Highness!" Everyone responded weakly.

Both Yanwu and Wu also sent a talented person to stand on the field.

Dayan's side is Tanhua Ding Shaojie, and Dawu's is still Liao Rumin.

At this time, the Empress was about to draw questions again.

Lin Beifan hooked his fingers again, and a small breeze blew past, blowing a note into the Empress's hand.

The Empress didn't care, she took it out and opened it: "Flower!"

This is also a not difficult topic, and both sides will start writing immediately.

However, Liao Rumin's poetry was inferior and was eliminated.

However, among the representatives of the Dawu side, there was a talented person who was excited.

"I know this question, let me do it! Let me do it!"

After getting the consent of Lin Beifan, he rushed up immediately, grabbed the brush and wrote a song "Respecting Peony".

The peony demon in front of the court is incompetent, and Fu Jing on Chi Shang has little affection!

Only the true national color of peony can move the capital when the flowers bloom!

...

As soon as this poem came out, the audience was immediately amazed!

"It's a good poem. In just a few strokes, I wrote the national beauty of Peony!"

"Looks like I like peonies!"

"This poem definitely reaches the level of handed down!"

...

The empress couldn't help but praise: "This poem is really well written. The beauty and atmosphere of the peony are written out, which makes people yearn for it! I can't believe that you have such talent, Aiqing!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your appreciation!" The genius was ecstatic.

Unexpectedly, he is a mediocre scholar, and he actually has the opportunity to show his face fiercely in front of the empress and Baiguan!

It's worth it for a lifetime!

Returning the favor, he said, "Your Majesty, when it comes to talent, compared with Master Jijiu, students are like the difference between Yinghuo and Haoyue! Master Jijiu is an immortal in poetry, and students can only be regarded as people who are just starting out!"

The Empress smiled and said, "He has great talent, and you are not bad either!"

In the end, Dayan couldn't think of a better poem and lost again!

The morale of the entire delegation was knocked down again.

The third prince was very bitter in his heart, but as the pillar of support, he could only hold on, and comforted: "Everyone, don't take the previous game to heart, no one would have thought that the other party would be able to come up with a handed down work, so I can only blame it. We are out of luck! Although we lost again, there are still three games left, as long as we win it back!"

"Yes, Your Highness!" Everyone responded weakly.

Poetry and Fu in the 3rd round, Wendou in the 7th round.

The Empress took the title: "Moon!"

Another very simple question!

As soon as the title came out, one of the representatives of Dawu was excited.

"I know this topic! I'll come! Let me come!"

Without hesitation, he rushed up, pulled the talented man who was still standing on the stage down, grabbed a writing brush and wrote an article "Drinking Alone under the Moon".

Between a pot of wine, drink alone without a blind date!

Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and form a three-person pair of shadows!

...

When this poem came out, the audience was amazed!

"What a great song "Drinking Alone Under the Moon"! Only a few strokes, but it wrote down the misery and loneliness of drinking alone under the moon!"

"The old man likes the last sentence the most: raise a glass to invite the bright moon, and the shadows become three people! It has both romantic poetic feelings and realistic sorrow and sorrow, and the scenes blend together!"

"Wonderful! Another masterpiece!"

...

The Empress clapped her hands and shouted, "What a poem! What a poem!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your praise!"

The talented man was ecstatic in his heart and said loudly: "Actually, this poem is born out of the song "Shui Tiao Song Head. When Will the Moon Come" once written by Master Jijiu! It is because of the jewels of Jijiu who are in front of him, There is only this poem! The poems of Lord Jijiu gave me inspiration! Compared with Master Jijiu, students are definitely not as good as…”

Then, using his life's talents, he praised Lin Beifan from head to toe

It made Lin Beifan feel nauseous.

In my heart, I said with hatred, if I knew you were a sycophant, I would...

Arrange a better poem for you!

Come on, brag!

Do not pity me!

In the end, Dayan couldn't think of a better poem and lost again.

Morale was almost hit rock bottom, and his face was full of despair.

His Royal Highness the Third Prince was shaky and disheartened.

However, as the backbone, I had to hold on, and said some insincere words: "Everyone, hold on for me! Although I lost another game, there are still two games left. It's good for us to win back! I don't believe that they can still win. You can get a masterpiece!"

Poetry and Fu in the 4th game and Wendou in the 8th game.

The topic chosen by the Empress was "Grass", which was a little too difficult.

However, on the side of Dawu, there is a talented person who is excited: "I know this question, let me do it!"

After speaking, he rushed up, picked up the brush and splashed ink.

Lili on the grass, withering every year!

Wild fire, in spring!

...

Another masterpiece!

Once again, the delegation of the Dayan side became scum in seconds!

The Dayan delegation is desperate!

The three princes are crazy!

Very broken!

Another game lost!

Lost 8 games in a row!

I have lost all the fighting, so let me win a game!

so cruel!

So heartless!

Is this your Dawu hospitality?

So inhumane!

"His Royal Highness, I feel bad in my heart, can you comfort me?" The geniuses of Dayan looked at the third prince eagerly.

The third prince clutched his chest and said in a grief-stricken voice: "Don't talk about it, I'm feeling so bad right now that I can't breathe, can you comfort me first? What you've lost is only some reputation, I not only lost my reputation, but also a lot of money. Ah! Who else is worse than me, woo~~"

Great Yan geniuses: "..."

Da Wu's side was already rejoicing.

The empress and the civil and military officials all looked at the talents of the great martial arts with gratification on their faces!

Everyone has an amazing performance today, one person has a handed down work, leading Dawu to win 4 games in a row!

Not bad, really good!

1 On the contrary, Lin Beifan, the most astonishing and active sacrificial wine in the past two days, has become low-key.

I have been sitting in the back leisurely drinking tea and eating snacks, just like watching a play.

However, although Lin Beifan has not made an inch today, no one can ignore him.

His talent has already been recognized by the world, and there is no need to prove it!

He is like the pillar of the Dawu delegation and the pinnacle of the talented people.

As long as he sits there, he can give people unlimited confidence!

I didn't see the four great talents of Dawu who amazed everyone before. Although they all brought out their masterpieces to defeat Da Yan and were full of high spirits, they were honest and polite in front of Lin Beifan.

Even if he receives the reward, Lin Beifan praises the heaven and the earth and worships it very much.

But everyone can see that they are sincere.

The Empress narrowed her eyes, this guy was so arrogant yesterday and so low-key today, there is definitely a problem!

The 4 talents performed mediocrely before, but today they broke out collectively, which is another big problem!

It must be he who is secretly playing tricks again!

Not only did they receive the money from Dayan, but they also cheated their people!

Big bad heart!

At this point, Lin Beifan felt more comfortable and kept sitting in the back fishing.

Drinking tea leisurely, looking at the people in Dayan who were crying and crying, sad and desperate.

If I don't play today, I will still make you scum in seconds! .