Chapter 194 Fierce Competition Pushing aside the crowd, Yun Niang walked towards Li Yi.
"Yuan Shi brought me here, saying it was lively." Before Yunniang could ask a question, Li Yiwen said softly.
Holding Yunniang's hand, he lowered her body down to his own level.
"Does it hurt?"
Staring at Yunniang's face, Li Yi raised his eyes to look at her.
Yun Niang chuckled, "It hurts, but what can you do?"
"Do not worry."
Li Yi didn't say much, and patted Yunniang's hand lightly.
"The time is almost up."
Yun Niang followed Li Yi to look at the censer, and when the last dust fell, the gongs and drums rang.
The scroll was pulled open, and there were two large characters on it: Qixi Festival! Li Yi's eyes were fixed. It's not that there is no storage of Qixi's poems, but because of the Qixi Festival, everyone will basically write a few poems, which means that this question is extremely easy.
Just pick up a pen!
Quickly unfolding the paper, Li Yi raised his head and waved his hands non-stop.
Still, the simpler and the more time-saving, the better. Li Yi chose Du Mu's Qixi Festival poem: "Silver candles and autumn lights are coldly painted on the screen, and light Luo Xiaofan flutters the fireflies. The sky is as cool as water at night, and I lie down to watch the Altair Vega."
As soon as he finished writing, Li Yi immediately asked the guards to push him over.
As soon as he moved, there were sounds one after another.
The defender's push is not slow, but it is definitely not comparable to the speed of people running.
Seeing that they passed him one by one, Li Yi fixed his eyes on a position on the vertical board, leaned back, and as he kept approaching, he jumped forward and pasted the poem manuscript in his hand on it.
At the same time, the swarm of people overwhelmed him.
Yunniang was not as fast as them and had already given up. She was planning to step aside, but it was obvious that Li Yi was trampled below, so she rushed over without thinking.
But she is a woman, no matter how strong she is, she can't push a man away.
Instead, he was thrown and almost fell to the ground.
Wen Heng pulled her aside, "Yun'er..."
Yun Niang didn't even want to pay attention to his kindness, she threw off his hand, and Yun Niang plunged into the crowd again.
"Go away!"
After a while, the stand was surrounded by people, and Yunniang couldn't squeeze in, she screamed.
At the table, Father Sheng stood up.
They put it a little far away, just watching from a distance, the situation in the field is not clear, but he faintly heard Yun Niang's voice.
"Looking at Mr. Sheng like this, isn't his blood aroused?" A person next to him said.
Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Father Sheng shook his head and laughed, "I am an old bone, but I dare not compete with young people."
"It's just some memories."
The emperor patted the armchair with his hand, looked at the field, with a smile on his face, "Choose three people out of tens of thousands of people, and it is such a short time to write poetry. The reaction speed and intelligence must be top-notch, which is not as good as The scientific examination is simple."
"If there are three poems on the stand this time, all of which are worth reciting, I will make a special case."
"You only need to pass the policy theory and go straight to the Imperial Academy."
All the officials raised their eyes lightly when they heard the words, and said with a smile on the right: "Fortunately, the emperor knows how to say this. If it had been before the Dengke Poetry Meeting, today's scene would have been a hundred times more crazy."
"It's too early to say, no matter how crazy he is, that person will not change." The emperor glanced over the crowd, paused for a moment on Prime Minister Zuo, and said meaningfully.
All the officials looked at each other secretly, and the atmosphere became delicate for a while.
Looking at the field from the left, it seemed that he could not understand the meaning behind the emperor's words.
Gongs and drums sounded, and the second round was declared over.
Yun Niang pushed aside the people and searched for Li Yi on the ground.
The push chair fell to the side, the wheels were scattered under the trampling and kicking, and the pedal for stepping was broken from the middle.
Yunniang looked at it, her heart felt cold, it was over, the little eunuch must have been trampled to death.
Tell him to stay in the house and have to run out!My mother's hard work for the past six months has been wasted. The more Yun Niang thought about it, the more she felt sad about it.
"Miss."
The familiar tone made Yunniang suddenly look up.
Li Yi sat in the guard queue and smiled at her.
As far as his own image is concerned, the entire Chu State may not be able to come up with a second one.
After all, he is also Sheng Shilang's son-in-law, and the guards will definitely not let him be trampled to death.
Not to mention, after Li Yi fell down, he immediately grabbed the guard's waistband with his hand.
"There is an injury on the face, and it will hurt very much if you cry."
"You go out later, let Yuan Shi find a way to get a push chair."
"It's much more difficult for disabled people than ordinary people."
Li Yi sat on the ground and smiled wryly. He heard Yunniang's cry, but he couldn't move. The guards were busy at that time, so no one had time to talk to him.
Just as he was about to respond to Yun Niang, the gongs and drums rang.
Sniffing, Yun Niang squatted down beside Li Yi, lowering her voice, "What's your plan for coming to the Dengke Poetry Club?"
"There are many purposes, which one do you want to hear?"
Li Yi stroked the blood on Fu Yunniang's face, with pity in his eyes, the wound that had been congealed opened again under her excitement.
"It's a good thing to deal with it. You have a bad reputation. If you disfigure your face again, you won't be able to marry."
"Shut up!" Yun Niang spat out viciously.
Whenever you think Li Yi will say something heart-warming, his style of painting is off, which makes people itch.
Wen Heng watched this scene from a distance, his whole body was like a stiff sculpture.
He turned his head, looked into the distance, and took a breath.
You can't have both the fish and the bear's paw, he chose the bear's paw, but every step he took was in pain.
As far as he is concerned, a bright future is no match for Yunniang.
It's just that he couldn't let go, couldn't let go of the resentment in his heart! There must be someone, there must be someone to seek justice for those undead.
After Yun Niang and the others withdrew, there were only 30 people left in the field.
This time, there is no need to fight.
The emperor wrote the title of the poem, and they finished writing it within the specified time.
The push chair was not brought so quickly, and Li Yi was placed on the chair.
When he was carried in front of the emperor and others, all the officials looked at Father Sheng.
Father Sheng was also surprised. Li Yi conspired with Sheng Yuanshi, and the two did a good job of keeping secrets. Father Sheng never expected that Li Yi would come to the Dengke Poetry Club, let alone that he would make it to the finals!
The emperor's eyes stopped on Li Yi for a moment. Li Yi, who can't move his legs and feet, is the first one to pass the second game over the years.
They are often eliminated in the first round.
It can be seen that he finished his poems faster than ordinary people.
"They're all young and talented." The emperor looked at the crowd below and said with a smile.
The guards had already arranged the tables and chairs, pens, inks, papers and inkstones properly. In front of the emperor, of course, it couldn't be the same as before.
After paying respects to the emperor, Li Yi and his party took their seats one by one.
Then I waited for the emperor to write a poem title.
At such a time, the officials would not interrupt without winking, just like the people outside the arena, they watched eagerly.
After pondering for a while, the emperor said slowly, "There are so many poems expressing sentimentality or expressing ambition, but there are not many poems written for our border guards in Chu."
"Let's take this as the topic."
As soon as the emperor finished speaking, the gongs and drums sounded, and then the lit incense was inserted into the incense burner.
(End of this chapter)