As soon as Ma Zhixian opened his mouth, Ma Xiyue seemed to have a backbone, and she immediately cheered up and said, "Yes, Wenbi should naturally compete to see who can learn Wushuang, instead of playing these little tricks that are not worthy of the stage."

Dean Ying was unhappy and accused Ma Xiyue, "When Master Yu proposed to play a small game, you already agreed. What? You will regret it if you lose? Can't you afford to lose?"

Ma Xiyue's face turned white and blue in turns, but she still said stubbornly, "Master Yu is a ninth-grade academic officer, and he has only learned from others.

If Master Yu dares to compete with me again, if I lose, I will be convinced of Master Yu from now on."

Dean Ying was just about to say, who is still competing with you? The competition is over, when Yu Xiaolian said, "What is the competition? Comparing poems or comparing pairs? You choose!"

In fact, Yu Xiaolian could completely ignore Ma Xiyue, but for this competition between them, it can be said that all the famous people in Luo City came to watch the fun. Yu Xiaolian also wanted to take this opportunity to become famous and prove to others that she is not only good at arithmetic.

, the baby knows everything!

Yu Xiaolian was so confident that it made Ma Xiyue a little timid. If she lost again, it would be really embarrassing and she would be thrown into her grandma's house.

Ma Xiyue hesitated.

"Let's compare it to a poem. It happened to be cloudy and it seemed like it was going to snow, so I chose winter scenery as my theme." Ma Zhixian knew that his daughter was not good at pairing, so he chose it for her first.

The reason why he chose to mention winter scenery was because he had just written a poem about winter scenery a few days ago and had not had time to let outsiders appreciate it, but Ma Xiyue knew this poem.

Ma Xiyue looked at her father and immediately understood her father's intention.

Thinking of her father's poetry writing skills, Ma Xiyue suddenly felt that she had a chance to win, and she felt secretly happy.

Oops, she really didn’t know too many ancient poems about winter scenes, but one or two of them were enough to overwhelm Ma Xiyue. Therefore, Yu Xiaolian agreed, “Well… the title of winter scene is fine.

If I win again, do you really have nothing else to say?

After all, it’s quite cold outside, I’m wearing a thin layer of clothing, and I’m anxious to get home.”

On the surface, Yu Xiaolian was asking, but in fact, she was ridiculing Ma Zhixian's father and daughter for not keeping their word.

Of course, everyone present who was a bit literate also heard it, and everyone covered their mouths to suppress laughter.

They were suppressing their laughter because their parents were officials in Mazhi County. If it had been another person, they would have been able to ridicule him a few times.

Who is he? He doesn't keep his word. It's really embarrassing to have such a parent.

Another thing is that during the food shortage period last year, government stores sold food at high prices, but Mazhi County did not ask or stop it.

Later, the imperial court issued an order to limit grain prices, prohibiting the sale of high-priced grains. The price of grains in Luocheng did not drop. Mazhi County and Jincangchang continued to sell high-priced grains even though the imperial envoys had not yet arrived.

Forget about selling grain at high prices, not even a porridge was distributed to the surrounding people. How many people starved to death around Luo City last year.

Among those who starved to death, there were relatives and friends who were present. They had strong opinions against Mazhi County. Although they did not dare to blatantly denounce Mazhi County, they secretly cursed in a low voice until they were dry.

Ma Zhixian held back his anger and said, "Of course it's the last one."

As long as his daughter wins this game, it will be a tie between the two parties.

Then his daughter is a winner even though she is tied. After all, she used her real talent and learning to win, which is much more glorious than that Lao Shizi's throwing pot.

Yu Xiaolian looked at Dean Ying, "Let's get started."

Upon hearing this, Dean Ying lit the sandalwood that he had prepared long ago, "A stick of incense takes time to brew and think. Before the incense burns out, please both parties write their poems on paper and submit them to the judges for review."

As soon as Dean Ying finished speaking, two book boys brought a desk and placed it in front of Yu Xiaolian. There were paper, ink, pen and inkstone on the desk.

Of course, Ma Xiyue also has one.

As soon as the desk was settled in front of Ma Xiyue, Ma Xiyue immediately started to dip her pen into ink. The ink had been sharpened by the boy, and in just a moment, Ma Xiyue had finished writing.

Look at Yu Xiaolian again, holding the hand stove that Sun Mancang just handed over, leisurely warming her hands.

After a while, Ma Xiyue glanced at the incense and saw that the incense was halfway through. Yu Xiaolian had no intention of writing yet. She was already convinced that Yu Xiaolian was just a showman and not at all. (This chapter is not finished yet!)

Chapter 294 Good Poetry

Can compose poetry.

"Ahem..." Su Jingchen coughed and reminded Yu Xiaolian, "Stop playing!"

Yu Xiaolian grinned at Su Jingchen, and then took out a bold black signature pen from his sleeve.

Swish, swish, it’s an appropriation of Su Shi’s winter scene poem.

After finishing one poem, seeing that the incense had not burned out, Yu Xiaolian wrote the second poem quickly.

When Yu Xiaolian finished writing the second poem, there was still a small section of the incense that had not burned out, but Yu Xiaolian didn't wait any longer. She took the two poems and handed them to Dean Zhao.

Seeing this, Ma Xiyue quickly handed over her poem, which was worthy of being placed on top of Yu Xiaolian's.

As a last resort, Dean Zhao had to look at Ma Xiyue's first.

"Winter is coming with clouds and haze, and the cold rain is falling. I wander into confusion when I wander alone, and my future is uncertain and unpredictable.

After Zhao Zhiyun finished reading, he glanced at Ma Xiyue and said, "This poem is more like an official who wrote it when he was confused. How could you feel this way at such a young age?"

Ma Xiyue was startled and said in a panic, "Although Xiyue is still young, she has a mature mind. This poem was just inspired by her thoughts."

Zhao Zhiyun snorted coldly, stopped talking, and passed Ma Xiyue's poem to Lu Manluo next to him.

Lu Manluo read it and passed it on to Mazhi County.

Ma Zhixian took it and read the poem aloud with great emotion, and then repeatedly praised, "What a poem, what a poem!"

Zhao Zhiyun waited for Ma Zhixian to finish the performance before reading the poem written by Yu Xiaolian.

It doesn't matter if you read it this time. The more you read, the more surprises you will see in your eyes.

"The lotuses are gone and there is no rain cover, and the chrysanthemums are still covered with proud frost branches. You must remember that the good times of the year are the time when oranges are yellow and oranges are green."

After reading one song, Zhao Zhiyun couldn't wait to read the second one.

"When the six flying flowers came into the house, I sat and watched the green bamboos turn into green branches. Now I can go up to a high building and watch, covering all the evil paths in the world."

Zhao Zhiyun's face was full of excitement. Even when Lu Manluo came to take the paper in his hand, he was unwilling to give it to him.

After carefully handing it to Lu Manluo, she also warned, "Be careful, this is the original manuscript."

He has never seen a female lady with such talent and knowledge in his life. He will definitely ask Yu Xiaolian for this manuscript soon and keep it well.

Lu Manluo was also shocked by Yu Xiaolian. Even if the poems were so good, she actually wrote two masterpieces in such a short period of time.

After watching Lu Manluo, watch Mazhi County.

If this person who is taking this test does not have his daughter, Mazhi County would really like to sigh three times, what a poem.

Just thinking that his daughter would lose her graduation documents, he could only endure his excitement and read it expressionlessly.

Until he saw the last sentence of the second song, Ma Zhixian couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

Cover all the evil paths in the world.

The meaning of Yu Xiaolian's poem is so obvious. She hopes that the white snow can cover up all the ugliness in the world and make the world as white and beautiful as snow.

In the last sentence, Yu Xiaolian expressed the emotion and injustice in her heart.

This is a mockery of him, Mazhi County knows it.

Ma Zhixian wanted to cry. He didn't want to embarrass Yu Xiaolian. He also wanted to be an official. This winter scene was enough. Why did he include a song to mock him?

Woo woo X﹏X

He is not a bad person. Then Jincangchang’s brother is Jinda Sinong. How dare he offend him? Jincangchang wants to increase the price of grain. What can he do?

Besides, the price of food in the north is many times more expensive than in Luocheng. The situation is forcing him to do something. He has no food in hand, and it doesn't matter what he says. Even if he wants to benefit the people, it's hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice.

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Dean Ying on the side took away the poem written by Yu Xiaolian from the hands of the stunned Ma Zhixian. After reading it, he drew circles back and forth excitedly.

"Good poem, good poem!"

The poem, which was praised by several deans, made the onlookers stretch their necks out of curiosity.

They were too far away, and even though Dean Zhao had recited it just now, they couldn't hear it clearly, so someone asked to bring the poem over to show them.

Dean Ying is happy to show Yu Xiaolian's poems to others. Yu Xiaolian is a treasure he has discovered. If she becomes famous, Lao Ying will be proud of her.

Dean Ying took the poem written by Yu Xiaolian and showed it to the onlookers. When Zhao Zhiyun saw this, he couldn't sit still. (This chapter is not finished yet!)

Chapter 294 Good Poetry

"Be careful, don't break it..."

Ma Xiyue thought that her poem about her old father would amaze the audience. Unexpectedly, it backfired. Not only was her poem not praised by anyone, but Dean Zhao even questioned that it was not written by her.

As soon as Ma Zhixian saw the situation at the scene, he knew that his daughter would definitely lose. Not to mention Zhao, Lu, and Ying, even he himself felt that Yu Xiaolian was talented and outstanding.

Ma Zhixian thought about it in his mind and stood up.

"In the last round, I vote for Yu Xueguan."

Anyway, looking at the situation, the votes of Zhao and Lu must go to Yu Xiaolian. If they win 2 to 1, it is better for him to vote for Yu Xiaolian first. Maybe he can save some face and show off.

His justice.

Regarding Mazhi County's contrary approach, Zhao, Lu, and Ying looked at each other in shock.

However, it only took a moment for the three of them to return to normal.

Zhao Zhiyun and Lu Manluo also voted for Yu Xiaolian, and Dean Ying symbolically announced the results of the competition.
To be continued...