Ninth Grade Jailer: He actually went on a blind date with the leader of the Demon Cult at the beginn

Li Nuo rode a crane and flew over the mountains, breaking through the fog and reaching the top of the mountain into the sky.

After completing its mission, this crane condensed by literary energy turned into nothingness. Li Nuo flew across the moon and landed steadily.

This way of appearing really looks cool.

However, only oneself knows the ups and downs during this period.

Li Nuo's heels were weak at this moment, and he almost embarrassed himself in public.

He didn't expect that just such a Wenhe would empty him out.

The more than 200,000 cultural energy points in the body were all used up!

Even the poem Qing Ping Diao that was praised these days provided him with the literary spirit.

You know, an ordinary Confucian and Taoist magical power, such as [Feihe Chuan Shu], [One Leaf Blinds Eyes], etc., will only consume tens of thousands of Wen Qi.

But that Wenhe was directly ten times as powerful!

So scary!

If something like this happens again next time...

No, not next time!

Being a scholar is really not suitable for him.

He is still as carefree as a martial artist.

Hey, isn't this Li Zian?

Li Zian? How dare you ride a crane!

That's not right! Li Zian is a great master, why is his literary spirit still there?

After seeing the true face of the visitor, everyone exclaimed.

Lishan Cultural Banquet is divided into upper and lower floors.

There are about a thousand seats on the lower floor. Those who arrive late, or those who think they have little talent and learning, can only sit on this floor, commonly known as the spare seat.

On the upper level, which is the top of Lishan Mountain, nearly a hundred tables and tables are placed in order, with only a few positions left.

At this time, many young people have gathered. At first glance, most of them were children of famous families and came from poor families. There were no more than ten people. Most of them were gathered around the talented disciple Chu Xiaofeng at the Bashan Sword Field.

Everyone was shocked and confused, how could Li Zian unite Wen He?

Of course, Li Nuo would not expose his literate trump card. He took out a stack of writing papers from his arms and said proudly: Hey, thanks to my mentor's care, I have always been diligent and thrifty in running my home. I have saved a lot of paper writing papers over the years. 】.Everyone, don’t be jealous of me.”

hey-hey……

Put everything on [paperweight], then it will not arouse other people's suspicion.

Chu Wangsong, Zhennan Bo's eldest nephew, couldn't help but said angrily: Li Zian, I admit that you are very strong, but you can't ride on a crane! This is disrespectful to the Confucian sage!

He also pointed out the dissatisfaction of all the scholars.

On the other hand, young people from other systems gloated and watched the good show.

Why, who said you can't ride a crane? Did it come from a saint? Which book has it recorded? Take it out and let me take a closer look.

Li Nuo glanced sideways.

Can't ride a crane?

joke.

Confucian sages never said this.

This Chu Wangsong, who wanted to make a fuss about the Sun and Chen families to frame him before, now jumped out to find trouble.

Wait. A warrior's revenge will never happen overnight!

Cui Liyan snickered secretly.

Beiyue Feihuai gave Li Nuo a thumbs up.

Chu Wangsong couldn't argue with Li Nuo and angrily shouted: Shuzi is hateful! I don't even bother to associate with him!

I didn't say I wanted to be with you, so don't make things worse for yourself and just eat your tea.

Li Nuo would not spoil him.

When the other scholars saw that Li Nuo was very fierce and even put one hand on the handle of the knife, they immediately became frightened.

Whatever.

Why compete with a vulgar warrior?

I am attending a cultural banquet today, but I am here for the princess, so I must show my magnanimity.

In addition to Cui Liyan and Bei Yue, there were several people familiar to Li Nuo on the field.

Wang Jincheng, the Hanlin editor, also came.

He was twenty-nine years old, just in line with the age requirements, and he was not married, so it was normal for him to have strong desires for the princess.

Wang Jincheng waved to Li Nuo awkwardly: Zian, sit here.

Li Nuo grinned: Hey, this floor is not suitable for me. I am here to eat and drink, so just sit down.

With that said, Li Nuo walked to the next floor and found an inconspicuous corner to sit down.

Everyone saw this and breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Zian put too much pressure on them...

The song Qing Ping Tiao describes the beauty of women in the world, but it added a lot of impression points to His Highness Qingyang. Yesterday, he turned the tide and defeated Tantric Buddhism with his own efforts. This is coming with a huge trend.

Everyone is also afraid. Although Li Zian is a martial artist, he does not act according to common sense. If he really wants to be a prince-in-law and competes with them, he will really be a powerful enemy for them!

But now it seems that Li Zianzhi is not here.

As long as Li Zian is excluded, everyone will have to rely on their abilities and compete fairly.

About half an hour later, people continued to climb to the top of the mountain. Almost a hundred tables on the first floor were filled, and the second floor was also full of seats.

There were even some who didn't get a seat and didn't want to leave just yet, so they stood aside.

Even the spare tire among spare tires still has a chance to counterattack!

After the banquet begins, there will be several competitions. As long as your grades are outstanding, you can become one of the hundred seats.

vice versa.

A few moments.

The princess walked out smoothly with the help of the maid.

Dressed in palace attire, her eyebrows are like mountain daisy, her eyes are filled with autumn water, her face is like a peach blossom, and she has a majestic bearing.

Everyone bowed to say hello.

The princess returned the gift.

After some etiquette.

Chen Shilang from the Ministry of Rites read out some rules for the banquet, and the banquet officially began.

Looking at the serious Mr. Chen, Li Nuo couldn't help but feel funny.

I drank wine with him last night, and this morning I came to host a cultural banquet. I wonder if he has sobered up yet?

By the way, isn't the person sitting next to the princess the great scholar Du Yandu known as the Master of Poetry?

Unexpectedly, the standard of Princess Qingyang’s banquet was really high!

One Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of Rites was not enough, so the Minister of Rites was also moved here.

At this moment.

As the person with the highest official position in the field and the most powerful person in the poetry world, of course, Scholar Du also had to speak out and encourage all the scholars.

He also said that he came here not as a minister, but as a scholar to make friends with the world's scholars through literature.

These words made the soldiers on the field look excited.

certainly.

Just listen to this, but don't take it seriously.

Afterwards, Princess Qingyang raised her glass to everyone and said: Everyone, I would like to toast you all. In this literary meeting, you are full of knowledge and can speak freely. I am waiting for your beautiful articles.

Everyone raised their glasses in agreement, as if they had been given blood.

Then, a group of people began to write passionately, point out the country, and talk freely about their ambitions.

The princess smiled and nodded.

Li Nuo had no intention of paying attention to these guys who could only talk on paper. He just wanted to eat and drink.

In a short time, he had eaten all the food in front of him and was three-thirds full.

Literary people are verbose.

After half an hour, the foreplay was finally over, and the literary meeting got down to business.

The competition begins!

The first scene is poetry writing.

There is no limit to the subject matter.

One stick of incense time.

This can also be regarded as an audition.

Of course, as the Taishan Beidou in the poetry world, Academician Du Yan wrote a poem, which he said was a good introduction to poetry. In fact, it set the standard for this literary society.

After all, the audition shouldn't be too overwhelming. If it's all watery, it won't look good on the princess's face.

A group of palace maids began to circle around the court holding pens, inks, paper and inkstones.

Most people on the field just picked up their pens and started writing.

Those who can participate in the cultural banquet must have prepared in advance.

Brother, don't you offer a poem? The time is coming soon!

Next to it, a somewhat shabby-dressed scholar in blue was holding a pen, thinking hard, but couldn't figure out how to start.

Later, he found that the man next to him was still eating and drinking, so he asked curiously.

I'm not going to marry a princess, so why write poems? Don't you want to eat this sweet-scented osmanthus cake? Then give it to me.

Li Nuo didn't even raise his head.

The scholar in green shirt was curious: Then why did you come to the cultural gathering?

Li Nuo: Because there are delicious food! These are all made by the most powerful pastry chef in the imperial kitchen. Look at this Longjing tea cake. It is crispy, crispy, fragrant with tea, and tastes great! You Don’t want to eat? Then give it to me!”

The scholar in green shirt:...

Why don't you write?

In just a few bites, Li Nuo swept away all the pastries on the table of the Qing Shizi scholar, patted his belly and said happily.

The scholar in green shirt said distressedly: I can't write it!

Li Nuo was shocked: You don't have any ink in your stomach? How did it come up?

The scholar in green shirt said: I practice the Mohist Mechanism Technique. I came here with my junior sister, so I have no preparations.

Mo family? I wonder if my brother's junior sister is...

Li Nuo immediately became interested.

The Mohist organization is so awesome!

The scholar in green shirt said: My junior sister's surname is Qin, but it's not convenient for you to reveal her name.

Qin? Could it be Qin Xiaolou?

Li Nuo was probably surprised.

The scholar in green shirt was shocked: Brother, how do you know about my junior sister...

Li Nuo is happy.

But when he saw that the incense was about to burn out, he took advantage of it and said, Haha, Qin Xiaolou is my distant relative. Brother, we are destined to be together. By the way, I don't know my brother's surname.

The scholar in green shirt said: I'm Nangong Ziyu.

It's a pleasure to meet you. Sigh, it would be so embarrassing if you didn't even pass the audition.

Li Nuo picked up his pen and wrote half of the poem with three strokes of five and two. Then he named the scholar in blue shirt and called the maid to hand over the poem.

Nangong Ziyu sighed: Yes, I was kicked off in the first round. I don't have the face to see anyone.

Li Nuo smiled and said, Don't worry, I'll write a song for you, absolutely no problem.

Nangong was shocked: Brother, you, you, you just...

Li Nuo said happily: Where is Qin Xiaolou? Why haven't I seen her?

Junior sister is studying the mountain over there and said that she wants to build a sacred cow that can [walk on flat ground], [fly into the sky], and [enter water]...

Nangong Ziyu pointed to a mountain not far away, and then said, Brother, did you really write a poem for me?

For Qin Xiaolou's sake, I won't charge you for retouching. Li Nuo was very happy, Oh, stop talking, the competition will start soon...

On the hundred seats.

Good! Brother Lu, this poem is extremely well done! He deserves to be the first among the talented people in the south of the Yangtze River!

This song by Chu Wangsong is also a good piece of writing!

Haha, I think Wang Jincheng's song is the best!

Everyone circulated the poems and expressed their opinions.

Lu Zhishan, a talented man from the south of the Yangtze River, looked proud after being complimented. When he saw Li Nuo huddled in a corner of Qianxi, he seemed to be timid. What are he waiting for? Revenge!

He immediately shouted: Li Zian, where are your poems? You don't write poems, but you come here to eat and drink? Do you take the princess seriously? Do you take the Du University Scholar in your eyes?

Li Nuo raised his head and was stunned.

Lu Zhishan?

This guy, hasn't he been slapped in the face enough?

Why are you still provoking him?

When the others saw this, they also looked blank.

Damn it!

Is this a talented person from Jiangnan?

I think he is a fool!

It’s not good to offend anyone, why would you offend Li Zian?

If Li Zian gets mad and composes a poem at the level of Qing Ping Tiao on the spot, wouldn't they just sit there and sit there?

Little did Lu Zhishan know that his words had aroused public outrage. If it weren't for the sake of Academician Du, they would have dared to rush up and tear Lu Zhishan apart!

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