Wang Qi is drinking.

Chen Erniang sat on the side and poured wine and vegetables for him, and there was more tenderness in her eyebrows and eyes.

"Jia Ping'an has become a Wu Yang man, that's not a big deal." Wang Qi played with the wine glass and sneered on the corner of his mouth, "But what he made this time has made several veterans in the military look at him, and some people are afraid of it."

He put down the wine glass, Chen Erniang filled it, then looked up and smiled charmingly, "Are they worried about the broom star?"

"No!" Wang Qi shook his head, "What they were worried about is that the broom star became the emperor's knife! The knife became sharper and sharper, and they were worried about it becoming their own disaster."

Chen Erniang's eyes were slightly cold, she waved her hand gently, and her long nails passed through the air, "Then kill him!"

"The emperor will not allow it." Wang Qi pressed his eyebrows, feeling angry and feeling uncomfortable in his chest, "The eldest grandson will not allow it. They are worried about the consequences of the death of the broom star."

Chen Erniang leaned over and leaned over, her eyebrows were full of murderous intent, "What if the emperor... what if I change to another one?"

Wang Qi waved.

Bang!

Chen Erniang covered her face and lowered her head.

Wang Qi was as if he had slapped an ant as if nothing had happened, and said lightly: "The emperor is weak, if you change it... who knows what it would look like? So the eldest grandson master will not allow it, and many people will not allow it... and those veterans are also watching, so you can't say this again in the future."

Chen Erniang covered her cheeks and whispered: "Yes."

Wang Qi looked up at the void, his lips raised up, and he sneered: "The people they fear will naturally have to suppress them with all their might... Someone is standing up today to show Jia Ping'an good looks, so he is waiting for the news here. If it works, a good thing will not happen..."

Chen Erniang looked up and said dissatisfiedly: "They should let you preside over the meeting!"

Wang Qi sneered, feeling that the anger in his chest became even stronger, and he just wanted to find a place to vent, "But they asked someone to watch from the wall."

A man came outside, "Shangshu Wang, Qiao Dongxing and others were already gathering. He encouraged the candidates to make suggestions on the New Year's Day to cause trouble and chaos in the government."

"Year Day..." Wang Qi narrowed his eyes, and suddenly there was a sharp look in his eyes, as sharp as a sword. "That was when His Majesty changed the era. Zhenguan was gone, and the New Year came, and the Tang Dynasty became the emperor's toy. This was a very lucky day. At that time, the emperor was in a state of great excitement. If he was advised by a few candidates like this... the emperor would feel a knot in his heart. If he cooperated outside, Jia Ping'an would be in trouble. This method... interesting! Not bad!"

Thinking of Jia Ping'an's fate, Wang Qi couldn't help but laugh, as if he was enjoying eating a glass of ice water during the dog days of summer.

He was handsome, but laughing at this moment added a bit of cheerfulness.

Chen Erniang looked at him intoxicatedly and couldn't help but lean over.

"Mr...."

...

"He's the broom star?"

"It looks like a boy, nothing strange."

"You can see the broom star, so it's called broom star?"

Jia Ping'an doesn't like being noticed, except for his opponents.

He walked in, Qiao Dongxing stood up and bowed, "Does Jia Zhanjun want a drink?"

It will be difficult to leave after you sit down.

The candidates were looking at Jia Ping'an. Most of them didn't know each other, and they didn't even know Jia Ping'an. Someone asked the guy in a low voice, and the guy said, "He has only entered Chang'an City for less than a year, and he has changed from a farm boy to the current Wuyang man... It is rumored that veterans like him."

wipe!

Many people's eyes were filled with bright colors.

Everyone is a scholar. With their own abilities, they become officials in exams and step by step... It's refreshing, but it's also very difficult and long.

But there is such a young man in front of him who completed the journey from a peasant family to a man from a county court in less than a year. How many people are so shameful!

Why is his life so good?

Some people's eyes are red and their breath is swinging, and they wish they can't replace them.

Some people sighed regretfully, thinking that this young man had lost his luck and that if he changed himself, he would definitely achieve greater success than him.

"I heard you claim to be unparalleled in talent?" Jia Ping'an stared at Qiao Dongxing, his eyes burst into sharp light, but he was angry.

Yuan Ri gave him eye drops in front of the emperor. This was a vicious plan. How could Jia Ping'an not be angry?

Qiao Dongxing's eyes flashed with a bright light, but he was happy. He came from Hedongdao and was very famous in the local area. If he could take the Central Rites exam this time and had a small circle of operations, he would become a famous scholar in a few years.

The romantic character of celebrities refers not only to talent, but more to confidence!

Just a farmer's son, someone actually entrusted him to set up a plan on his behalf. Is this a big deal?

The original plan was to make a promise from the New Year, but now Jia Ping'an has come to the door on his own initiative. Why not save him now and ruin his reputation?

Thinking of this, Qiao Dongxing smiled, "Jiao Dongxing, a certain Hedong Road, is a talented Wang Fu from Hebei Road! Today we will make friends through literature, so you can be a witness."

Watching the fun was not a big deal, and everyone applauded.

The eyes were full of excitement and joy. The innate human instinct for bullying the weak gradually began to arise, and it became a little wild.

Jia Ping'an was stunned and said lightly: "What is the topic?"

It is impossible to make a essay, and it cannot be done in such a place.

"Writing poetry." Wang Fu's eyes were filled with contempt, and some people said: "Wang Langjun's poems are widely circulated in Hebei Road."

Why didn't I hear it?

Wang Langjun... Unless it is Wang Zhihuan or Wang Changling, plus Wang Wei and Wang Bo, Jia Ping'an will be no less.

Competitive poems...

He waved, the guy stepped forward and said respectfully: "What do Jia Zongjun want?"

"Get a pot of wine!"

The guy sent a pot of wine later. Jia Ping'an glanced at Wang Fu and Qiao Dongxing and asked, "You are a guest, so you can make a question."

You are seeking death!

Qiao Dongxing was overjoyed, afraid that Jia Ping'an would regret it, so he hurriedly said, "When I came, I passed a mountain. At that time, the world was vast and white. There were no footprints on the mountain, and there were no birds. When I arrived at the foot of the mountain, I saw a fisherman fishing in the river on a boat... Can this scene be a poem?"

“This artistic conception is interesting!”

"Someone has it!"

The scene was a bit messy.

A candidate stood up and recited his poem loudly, which was consistent and recognized by everyone.

Then two people wrote poems, but they were also good.

Wang Fu sat there and didn't move at all. When Qiao Dongxing looked over, he curled his lips disdainfully, indicating that Jia Ping'an and others were disdainful to take action.

Qiao Dongxing's literary talent was not as good as him. Thinking that he could be in charge, he got up and recited his own poem.

This is intentional.

He thought about this poem for several days and asked someone to polish it, and he felt it was impeccable.

He chanted slowly, and after a moment, a poem was finished chanting, even Wang Fu cheered him.

Qiao Dongxing looked at Jia Ping'an with bright eyes. If he wins at this moment, these candidates will be witnesses when they look back and spread news that the broom star is ignorant and lay the foundation for the New Year's advice.

Thinking of this, there was a sharp look in his eyes and disappeared in an instant.

"How about Jia Jun...? Is there any?" Qiao Dongxing asked with a smile.

Jia Ping'an was pondering.

In Qiao Dongxing's eyes, this contemplation was a look of dismay...

He said aggressively: "We have written poems, why didn't Jia Zengjun take action for a long time? Does it take more time?"

Scholars pay attention to the fact that there is no first in a literary style. If you write a poem in a quarter of an hour, then I will only be shorter than you and will not be longer than you.

Jia Ping'an raised his eyes, "I'm just thinking about which song to choose."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Qiao Dongxing laughed first, then burst into laughter.

Jia Ping'an raised the wine pot and took a sip.

It's so bad!

He frowned, with a sarcastic look in his eyes, "I'll come here."

Since you want to die, I won’t be able to send you a ride!

Qiao Dongxing found that Jia Ping'an was excited and a kind of self-confidence was emitted.

This is...an hallucination.

He saw Jia Ping'an's gaze sweeping over sharply, and sneered.

"This situation is lonely, can it be?"

This is the key point.

Everyone nodded.

Isn’t Qiao Dongxing’s description just a lonely picture? If he weren’t a fisherman, it would seem that there would be no life in the world.
To be continued...