The undercover agent sent by the imperial court

Ling Xuan was still some distance away from the place where the poetry meeting was held. After jumping off, there was a swarm of people. Although it attracted the attention of some people around, they didn't speak when they saw Ling Xuan's robe embroidered with unicorns. up.

Professor Kong smoothed the beard on his chin, "I think Xu Jin is a remarkable child, and this poem is also good."

Professor Li has a straight face. He was also the one who recommended Xu Jin last time. Naturally, he didn't like Xu Jin and turned to talk about another person, "I think Yu Liang taught by Professor Kong is better. Xu Jin is too flamboyant." .”

His student, Professor Kong, naturally wouldn't praise himself, but it didn't stop Professor Kong from being happy, "I think Yu Liang is a little bit weaker, not calm enough."

"Strict teacher produces high-level apprentices. I think Mr. Yu will achieve a lot in the future." Professor Li's coffin face rarely smiled. Professor Li's status is not as good as that of Professor Kong, so he is naturally more low-key.

Both of them are old professors. Although Chu Yuan is very talented, he didn't mention them together, but just stood aside and watched.

Ling Xuan stepped down elegantly, walked easily among the crowd and soon came to the stands, but it was not the time for him to appear, Ling Xuan looked at it in front of a pair of poems.

So-so, Ling Xuan looked at the people who had already started discussing on the stage and slowly turned down. How should I say Xu Jin's poems?

Ling Xuan rubbed his chin and continued to read, and then it was Yu Liang’s, what should Yu Liang say, he is a standard good student. .

Others have good ones too, but they all have one thing in common. They are too childish. Ling Xuan rubbed his chin and imitated Professor Kong and sighed, "It's still a little too late."

A little brother next to him was waving a fan, dressed in a white dress with a bit of aristocratic temperament, and smiled when he saw Ling Xuan's appearance, "I said, how can you learn to be a professor as a child, and you don't have a beard on your chin, so what are you touching?"

Ling Xuan glanced at the other party who must be almost thirty at least, so he can't call me a child, Ling Xuan raised his eyebrows, "Why, do you care about touching your chin?"

The other party smiled and didn't care about Ling Xuan's attitude, "Didn't you say that it's a little bit off? What's wrong?"

Ling Xuan looked this person up and down, and made sure that he had never seen him before. He pretended to be like me, and it would not be such a good family. "Oh, I am too lazy to tell you."

After finishing speaking, Ling Xuan waved his hand impatiently and passed in front of the other party, the hand that fanned the fan paused for a while and smiled helplessly, "Are all the children nowadays so tempered?"

"I think it's time to continue." Chu Yuan saw Ling Xuan who was mingling among the crowd and said, Ling Xuan is not a reckless person who will definitely estimate the opponent's strength before making a move.

Thinking about it, Chu Yuan straightened his clothes, "Prepare paper."

The next step is to paint, and the integration of calligraphy and painting is naturally indispensable. The book boy on the side replied, "Yes."

On the stage one after another began to look for a seat, and those who did not participate were watching. Xu Jin turned his back to the palace and faced Chaoming Lake to prepare for painting, while Yu Liangzheng bowed quietly facing the palace and waited.

Ling Xuan hid in the crowd and watched all this quietly.