Chapter 1019 (1/2)

”Zhu Xiaoyou, wonderful. He is the hope of the people and the pillar of Ji state.”

Song Mosheng's eyes widened, and his whole body was shaking. Such things appeared in front of him. He felt that he was dreaming. Some people even created four king poems in less than two months.

Song Mosheng felt that if someone had ever dared to say so in front of him, he would shake his hand and wake him up. He would also say that he drank a few cups of horse urine yesterday and stop daydreaming.

But now that he saw it with his own eyes, it was right in front of him. Song Mosheng was very excited and surprised. Not only did Zhu Yuanyuan have the hope of becoming a literary saint, but also because Zhu Yuanyuan was so talented that he felt that as long as Zhu Yuanyuan could release some literary treasures, it would not be impossible for the Terran to fight a hard war with other nationalities in the future!

”It's not bad to write four poems in succession to his majesty. Such talents can not be buried, nor can they be allowed to send strong men to assassinate or kidnap Mr. Zhu. ”

At this time, an Mingwen's face was flushed. It was like fighting chicken blood. Was it not because of the talent of Zhu Yuanyuan in the city of Ming Dynasty? When will we wait until we don't report it now?

”Lord an is reasonable. He wants to report to the court. He must send a strong man to protect Zhu Xiaoyou. Otherwise, if such a big talent is raped, what is the face of Ji Guo? What is the hope of my people? ”

Song Mosheng nodded and thought that an Mingwen's idea was good, and they could not continue to ignore it. Now that the adultery has not yet taken action, it is estimated that Zhu Yuanyuan has just emerged, and there is no strong one in the Ming River City. However, after a long time, it will not be safe.

Both an Ming and song Mo Sheng did not rush in like those new scholars, and they continued to sit at the center of Mount Tai with the officials, watching the scholars around to watch the poems written by Zhu Yuanyuan.

Then someone said it out loud.

”In the past, it was dirty and not worth boasting, but now it is boundless to think. I'll see all the flowers of Jizhou in a day

”Well, after a successful entrance to the University, I don't need to mention the past events. I just want to talk about the complacency after high school.”

”Yes, a good poem. I saw all the flowers blooming in Jizhou city in one day. This poem is full of joy and joy after high school.”

”Good poetry, really wrote us these examinees mood!”

”Yes, I saw the names of the students on the list yesterday, and my mood suddenly changed from uneasiness to complacency. This poem is written for the candidates of the scientific examination, and it is about their mood after high school!”

It's not just these new talents who think so.

An Mingwen, song Mosheng, and other officials of the Ming River City were also sighing after hearing the poems recited by the scholars.

”This poem should not be put in Mingjiang city after taking the entrance examination, but it should be released after the number one scholar of senior high school. This will be more appropriate. But now that the title is the number one scholar, it is not sensational.”

After hearing this poem, an Mingwen made such a comment.

”Well, Lord an is right, but since Zhu Xiaoyou has written it out, that's it. This time, Zhu Xiaoyou won the first prize.”

Song Mosheng directly said the first place in this poetry meeting.

”Congratulations, brother Zhu. He created a king level poetry, which robbed my younger brother of all the limelight.”

When Yun Wenmo saw the red culture pouring into Zhu Yuanyuan's body, he pretended to look at Zhu Yuanyuan and said.

”Cough... Accident... Accident, pure accident. I didn't know that the poems would reach the king level. Brother Yun, I'm going to show the poem to Mr. Song. ”