Empress, don't make trouble, I'm really a gentleman

The old man himself has younger generations, who are about the same age as Ye Lingyun, and they are both good in character and learning in Haoran Academy... However, compared with Ye Lingyun in terms of talent, the two are indistinguishable from each other.

On the main seat, Nangong Jing was also dazed.

The void becomes sound... so arrogant, why can't he use it for himself?
She sighed inwardly, but didn't dare to show it on her face.

This is always the case in the Celestial Dynasty. Those talents were included in Li Zhonglian and Wang Yong's team before they had time to be wooed by her.

The chanting that was made into sound from the void slowly stopped, and the rice paper also fell weakly, and it was spread flat on the wooden table.

There was a strange light in Li Zhonglian's eyes, and she looked at the proud Ye Lingyun with a smile.

"Nephew Ling Yun is really extraordinary. He deserves the title of No. [-] Scholar in the new discipline. I am afraid that I would not be able to write such a poem when I was your age."

No matter how arrogant Ye Lingyun was, he didn't dare to show it in front of Li Zhonglian.

He bowed slightly, and said humbly: "Master Grand Master is too famous, Ling Yun still has a lot to learn."

The old fox nodded approvingly, then looked at the others.

"This time, I think Nephew Ling Yun won the championship. What do you think?"

Generally speaking, it is only for special poetry clubs to win the first prize, but Li Zhonglian said so, naturally no one would be stupid enough to deny it.

"What the grand master said is very true."

A group of civil servants looked at each other and said in unison, convinced.

The smile on Ye Lingyun's face was almost overflowing, he tasted something called elation.

When everyone was complimenting Ye Lingyun, Ji Wuchen curled his lips and casually leaned on the back of the chair.

"Actually, it's not that bad."

He muttered in a low voice, except for Wang Yong sitting next to him, as well as Mu Baifan, Fu An and others, no one heard him.

He really didn't think it was very good, even though the momentum was huge, even the sound of the void was made.

In Ji Wuchen's previous life, there were not a few poems that have been passed down through the ages in history, and there were many in the textbooks since he was a child. Although he didn't have much knowledge about poems, he still had some ability to distinguish good from bad.

Ye Lingyun's verses are gorgeous, and there is nothing wrong with the rhyme, but he just thinks it's wrong...it's almost tasteless.

As for why he whispered, it was mainly because he was too lazy to cause trouble.

This trouble mainly refers to not being too lazy to slap Ye Lingyun in the face.

It's tiring to slap your face, isn't it?In addition, he can't be honest... Well, anyway, Ji Wuchen is not willing to do it.

One thing more is worse than one thing less, so just treat this Ye Lingyun as a fart and let it go.

Although this kid is very arrogant.

The idea is wonderful, but some people always like to shoot themselves in the muzzle.

"Master Grand Master, I don't think it's easy to say about winning the championship. After all, there are still many young heroes on the field who haven't spoken yet."

Accepting the compliment, Ye Lingyun suddenly cupped his hands and said to Li Zhonglian.

He didn't mention his name, but everyone present knew that he was speaking against Ji Wuchen.

A certain treacherous minister looked at him with drooping eyelids, unwilling to speak to him.

To be honest, he really didn't want to argue with Ye Lingyun.

To put it bluntly, this kid is narrow-minded, has a strong desire for revenge, and even pretends to be righteous.

Forget it, our identities are not equal at all, and getting angry with him is a bit downgraded.

Ji Wuchen thought.

So he just took a sip of his drink and ignored it.

The atmosphere on the court was a little silent.

Ye Lingyun was unaware of the embarrassment of the others, seeing that Ji Wuchen didn't speak, he thought he was afraid, so he said to himself:
"For example, General Tiance, he writes superbly, so he must be good at composing poems, right? If he doesn't open his mouth, how can Xiaosheng have the audacity to say that he won the championship?"

Ye Lingyun sneered in his heart.

Ji Wuchen, you trash, do you really think you can avoid all this if you don't say anything?
You humiliated me in front of everyone, this matter is not so easy to settle!
Thinking about it, a sense of joy rose in his heart, and he completely forgot that he was the one who provoked him first.

"Master, do you want the servant to goug out his eyeballs and tear his mouth apart?"

There was a fierce light in Fu An's eyes, looking fiercely at Ye Lingyun like a jackal, which made the white-clothed scholar feel chills in his heart.

But he quickly returned to normal, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more dazzling.

Ye Lingyun thought to himself: I just like your picture, I can't understand me, but I can't help but look like I don't like it!

Behind him is an aristocratic family that has been entrenched in the Celestial Dynasty for countless years: the Ye family.Among the father's generation, there are also many officials who hold important positions in the capital, and even Li Zhonglian has a lot of friendship with their Ye family.

It can be said that Ye Lingyun is not very afraid of Ji Wuchen in the background.

Ji Wuchen raised his hand to stop Fu An from continuing.

"Me, I'm a military commander, and I'm not good at poetry."

Hearing the first sentence, Ye Lingyun's eyes showed a trace of disdain.

In his opinion, is Ji Wuchen planning to beg for mercy?
It's despicable.

However, Ji Wuchen glanced at him lightly, and continued: "However, even if I am not good at poetry, I can still see that what Ye Lingyun wrote is bullshit! Pretentious, groaning without illness, heh, if this is also worthy of being in the grand master If you win the championship in front of adults, then the Confucian and Taoist younger generation should eat shit! A bunch of waste, it's useless to keep them!"

Those words were shocking like a stone, and the smiles on everyone's faces froze.

Especially the faces of the few young people who admired Ye Lingyun before were as ugly as eating shit.

Ye Lingyun was not the only one offended by these words, but trampled on the entire Confucian and Taoist young generation.

However, Ji Wuchen doesn't care about their hostility, he has the capital to do so.

It's just the younger generation. When they grow up, who knows how many years it will be, and who knows how powerful I will be by then.

Li Zhonglian couldn't help but look at Ji Wuchen more, there was no anger or blame in his eyes, only a strange color.

Ji Wuchen's personality is very similar to his father's.

The old fox recalled the past when he was young. At that time, Ji Wuchen's father was also like this. He stepped on whoever he wanted, and scolded him as he wanted, regardless of the consequences.

That pervert bloodbathed the Tianchao Jianghu, and the cause of the incident turned out to be that a person in the Jianghu uttered wild words, saying that the Chinese army had been corrupt for a long time, and its combat effectiveness was not as good as before.

At that time, Ji Wuchen's father was not angry, he smiled and asked his subordinates to arrest him in the mansion, and calmly issued one after another bloody and brutal orders that made the world shudder.

The purpose is just to let the master of the rivers and lakes who uttered wild words see with his own eyes whether this corrupt army can sweep the martial arts...

The final result, needless to say.

Ye Lingyun was trembling with anger.

He has been pampered and respected since he was a child, and it has been smooth sailing since he became a Confucian scholar. How could anyone dare to belittle him like this?

However, even with all kinds of anger, he didn't dare to explode on the spot, so he could only grit his teeth and say:
"Also please enlighten me, General!"