Pushing away the crowd, Yunniang walked towards Li Yi.

"The Yuan Shi brought me here, and it was said it was lively." Before Yun Niang could ask, Li Yi said in a gentle voice.

Holding Yunniang's hand, he lowered his body to the same level as himself.

"Does it hurt?"

Staring at Yunniang's face, Li Yi raised his eyes to look at her.

Yunniang chuckled, "It hurts, but what can you do?"

"Don't worry."

Li Yi didn't say much and patted Yunniang's hand.

"Time is coming soon."

Yunniang followed Li Yi to look at the incense burner, and the last smear fell, and the gongs and drums rang.

The scroll was pulled apart, with two big words on it: Qixi Festival!

Li Yi's eyes narrowed. It was not that there was no storage of Chinese Valentine's poems, but that on this festival, everyone would basically write a few poems, which means that this topic is very easy.

Just pick up the pen!

He quickly unfolded the paper, and Li Yi raised his head and waved his hand non-stop.

The simpler the more time-saving the better. Li Yi chose Du Mu's poem on Chinese Valentine's Day: "The silver candle is cold in autumn, and the light silk fan is blowing at the fireflies. The night is as cool as water at the sky steps, and lying on the almanac. The altar of the morning glory and weaving actress."

As soon as he finished writing, Li Yi immediately asked the guards to push him over.

As soon as he moved, there were still noises behind him.

The defenders are not pushing slowly, but they are definitely not as fast as they run with people.

Seeing that one by one exceeded him, Li Yi stared at the erect board in a position, leaned back, and as he kept approaching, he suddenly rushed forward and pasted the poem in his hand.

At the same time, a swarm of people flooded him.

Yunniang was not as fast as the others, and had already given up. She planned to retreat aside, but she saw that Li Yi was trampled down, and she rushed over without thinking.

But even if she is a woman, she can't push the man away even if she has some strength.

Instead, he was thrown and almost fell to the ground.

Wen Heng pulled her aside, "Yun'er..."

Yunniang didn't even care about his kindness. She shook off his hand and Yunniang plunged into the crowd again.

"Go away!"

After just a while, the surrounding area of ​​the erect board was full of people, and Yunniang couldn't squeeze in at all, she hissed.

On the seat, Sheng's father stood up.

They were a little far away, just looking at the situation in the field from afar, not clear, but he faintly heard Yunniang's voice.

"Looking at Lord Shan like this, isn't he also excited?" someone next to him said.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Sheng's father shook his head and laughed, "I dare not fight with young people like this old bone."

"Some memories."

The emperor patted the armchair with his hand, and looked at the scene with a smile on his face, "Three of tens of thousands of people were selected, and it took such a short time to write poetry. The speed of reaction and intelligence must be the best, which is not simpler than the scientific examination."

"If there are three poems on the erected board this time, they are all worth chanting, so I will give you an exception."

"Just pass the argument and go straight to the Hanlin Academy."

When all the officials heard this, they raised their eyes lightly and smiled at each other, saying, "Fortunately, the emperor said this. If it were before the poetry meeting, the scene today would be more than a hundred times more crazy."

"I said it too early. No matter how crazy it is, that person will not change." The emperor swept across everyone, his eyes paused on Zuo Xiang, and said meaningfully.

All the officials looked at each other in a vague way, and the atmosphere became subtle for a moment.

The left looked at the field, and it seemed that the emperor could not hear the emperor's implication.

Gongs and drums sounded, and the second game ended.

Yunniang pushed away the people and searched for Li Yi's figure on the ground.

The push chair fell to one side, the wheels were trampling and kicking, and it was already scattered, and the pedals of the foot broke in the middle.

Yunniang looked at it and felt a chill in her heart. It was over, and the little eunuch would definitely be trampled to death.

He asked him to stay in the mansion and had to run out!

I have been wasting my mother's hard work for the past six months, and the more I think about it, the more sad I feel.

"My wife."

The familiar tone made Yunniang look up suddenly.

Li Yi sat in the guards and smiled at her.

With his own image, the entire Chu State may not be able to come up with a second one.

After all, he is also the son-in-law of Minister Sheng, and the guards will definitely not let him be trampled to death.

Not to mention, after Li Yi fell down, he quickly grabbed the belt of the guard's trousers.

"There is a wound on your face, but it will hurt if you cry."

"You go out later and let Yuan Shi have a push chair."

"It's much harder for a useless person than for an ordinary person."

Li Yi sat on the ground and smiled bitterly. He heard Yunniang's shouts, but he couldn't move. The guards were busy at that time, so who had time to pay attention to him?

Just as he was about to respond to Yunniang, the gongs and drums rang.

After sniffing, Yunniang squatted beside Li Yi and lowered her voice, "What's your idea for you to pass the poetry meeting?"

“There are many purposes, which one do you want to hear?”

Li Yi stroked the blood on Yunniang's face, and there was pity in her eyes. The wound that had already been frozen had cracked again under her excitement.

"I'll deal with it very well. If you don't have a good reputation, you will be even more unable to get married if you want to ruin your face."

"Shut your mouth!" Yunniang said viciously.

Whenever you think Li Yi would say something warm, his style is off-the-scenes, making people feel itchy.

Wen Heng looked at this scene from afar and felt like a stiff sculpture.

He turned his head, looked into the distance, and took a breath.

He can't have both fish and bear's paws. He chose bear's paws, but every step he took was in pain.

For him, a bright future is beyond the reach of Yunniang.

But he couldn't let go, and he couldn't let go of the grudge in his heart!

There must be someone, and there must be someone to seek justice for the undead.

As Yun Niang and the others withdrew, there were only 30 people left in the field.

This time, there is no need to fight for it.

The emperor gave the title of the poem, and they could finish it at the specified time.

The push chair was not brought so quickly, and Li Yi was placed on the chair.

When he was carried to the emperor and others, all the officials looked at Sheng's father.

Sheng's father was also surprised. Li Yi and Sheng Yuanshi conspired to do a good job in keeping secrets. Sheng's father never expected Li Yi to come to the poetry meeting, and he didn't expect that he could survive until the finals!

The emperor's eyes stopped on Li Yi for a moment. He was the first time he had passed the second game in recent years.

Often they will be eliminated in the first round.

It can be seen that he wrote a poem faster than ordinary people.

"They are all young and handsome men." The emperor smiled at everyone below.

The guards had already placed the tables, chairs, pens, inks, papers, and inkstones, so naturally they could not remain the same as before.

After paying the tribute to the emperor, Li Yi and his party sat down one by one.

Then he waited for the emperor to write the title of the poem.

At this time, all officials will not interrupt without a wink. Like the people outside the venue, they look up and watch.

After pondering for a while, the emperor slowly spoke, "There are many poems that express sentimental feelings or express his aspirations, but I can't find many of them for the men guarding the border of our Chu State."

"Let's just use this as the topic."
Chapter completed!