Chapter 489 (1/2)

On the other side, the faces of the sixty scholars were dark.

”I don't believe it. I don't believe it. There must be plagiarism. There must be!” Chen Ping constantly read Yan Chuan's wonderful essays, hoping to find a copy.

But, how can it be found?

Seventy! Eighty! Ninety! It's my first interview.

Wanru almost all stood on Yifeng's side. When the sixty great Confucians held another summit meeting, they were totally making wedding clothes for others.

”Elder martial brother, let's go. Today, we are totally defeated!” Wang Long showed a trace of bitterness.

”Are you going? Take the plaque from my king, and don't send it back! ” Yi Feng immediately laughs.

Bai Long immediately put the plaque of ”fishing for fame and reputation” into the hands of a great scholar.

Looking at the white robe in his hand, the sixty scholar's face was extremely ugly.

”Boom

The 100th wonderful essay is hanging up.

A hundred volumes of wonderful essays are like putting together a magnificent mountain, river and country.

”Hoo!”

Many scholars are full of fanaticism in their eyes. Some of them are breathless when they are read by these wonderful essays.

Looking at the direction of the Oriental palace one by one, it is more than worship. It seems that there is a literary master sitting there.

Da Xian? Yan Chuan is the great sage!

In a short time, a hundred brilliant essays, if this is not a great sage, who is a great sage?

”Da Xian, Yan Chuan, the model of our generation!”

”Yan Chuan, what a great man!”

”With this hundred words, we can move the world with our culture!”

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A group of Confucians are not stingy with their praise words.

Many great Confucians have been hit so much that many people are leaving.

However, Liu Zilu calmed down and didn't leave. Instead, he looked at Yi Feng. If he wanted to leave this time, he would completely admit that he was seventy-two great Confucians, and his reputation would be completely ruined. Even Sima Yuntian would be regarded as fishing for fame?

Go? Can't go!

”Poetry, just a Doyle, Yifeng? Do you dare to fight with us again? ” Liu Zilu said.