"Although there is no moon tonight, it is still Mid-Autumn Festival."

"I remember... this Mid-Autumn Festival Cultural Fair has been passed down for thousands of years."

"For the past thousand years, the poems written by the Mid-Autumn Festival literary club are nothing more than the joy of drinking and talking about Mid-Autumn Festival reunion."

"I think such topics are the same. Mid-Autumn Festival... not only can you reunite, but you can also see the moon and miss people!"

When Emperor Ning said these words slowly, Ji Tai already knew that the situation was not good.

Because now the emperor has rarely even said anything!

He seemed to have lost interest in speaking because of his obsession with practicing Taoism and alchemy, and perhaps he felt that speaking wasting his time and energy.

But he said so much this night...

This may be the true feelings in his heart over the years!

Then Li Chenan will at least not be able to die tonight!

At this time, Ning Huang paused, picked up the wine cup and took a sip, then he said to the ministers below again:

"Therefore, I think this literary gathering should have new ideas this year. In this way, it can better produce the young students from both countries with more agile talents and knowledge."

"so……"

He leaned over and put down the wine cup. As everyone was extremely nervous, he said slowly:

"For the topic tonight, please write a poem with the topic of missing, missing... worrying, or mourning!"

"There should be a bright moon to meet the situation."

"All judges are great scholars, so you should be fair!"

Before Emperor Ning finished speaking, a sharp light flashed in Ji Tai's eyes.

But Wei Xuanmo, who was also familiar with the situation, felt a storm in his heart!

If the people in the audience and everyone else were calm, there was only one Concubine Li.

Perhaps because of the long-term hoe and serving flowers and plants, she still seems to be not very concerned about such things.

She lowered her head slightly, looked at her eyes, nose and nose, as if she had entered into meditation, and she could not express what she was thinking at the moment.

The sixth princess Ning Shuyu, who was sitting on one side, asked her mother a little anxious, but her mother did not have her, so she didn't know what her mother had to do about it.

She looked at Duke Yan who was sitting below.

The Duke of Yan frowned tightly, obviously he did not expect such a huge change to develop the matter—

He knew Ji Tai's arrangement.

The question the emperor gave... was not recommended by Ji Tai at all!

Even this question is not a question presented to the emperor by Wei Xuanmo and the great scholars of Ningguo!

The emperor, who had no concern about this matter, had invited Concubine Ji several times before he had invited him, actually changed the question for Li Chen'an!

Of course this has a profound meaning.

There is no need for the emperor to make such a big change for an ordinary young man.

Then Li Chenan, of course, is not an ordinary boy.

who is he?

He is really the eldest son who lost in the winter of the third year of Zhaohua?

Duke Yan raised his eyes to Li Wenhou, Minister of the Ministry of Revenue.

Li Wenhou lowered his head.

Close your eyes.

Then there was a long sigh.

In this way, it can be confirmed.

Duke Yan withdrew his gaze and no expression on his face.

Because Ningguo no longer has the Marquis’ Mansion on board.

Even if he, Li Chenan, is really the eldest son of the emperor... rootless duckweed, sourceless water, and rootless trees, even if the emperor thinks that Empress Lu has made him the crown prince of the Eastern Palace, so what?

Ningguo will only be even more chaotic.

The second prince has a better chance!

It's a good thing instead.

But will this storm in Kyoto attract the thunder of Yueguo?

...

...

Of course, Li Chenan and others who came down from the main building did not know about the amazing scene upstairs.

They did not enter the podium again, but under the guidance of the old man, they went to Moxiangting.

Next, they will wait on the stage of Mo Xiangting for the emperor to upload the imperial edict.

The night rain outside the pavilion is still falling.

There were still dark young students from Ningguo in all directions under the pavilion.

Li Rui is among them.

She and her cousin Li Qiuyan stood in front of the crowd, very close to Mo Xiangting.

There are a circle of tables in the Moxiang Pavilion.

There are pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table table.

All the students participating in the competition sat facing the spectators from all directions, and the two Li Rui and his sisters were standing in front of Li Chenan.

They didn't know that this was the situation where Li Chenan alone competed with the sixteen people in Yue Kingdom.

They just felt extremely proud because the literary style of the Li family was very famous in Ningguo, but now there has never been a Jinshi in this generation.

Now, their cousin, the young man who came from the Li family in Guangling City, is sitting on the stage that represents the most talented and learned young man in Ningguo's literary world, which is more glorious than the title of the Golden List.

"He is his cousin Li Chenan?"

Li Qiuyan asked curiously, and Li Rui nodded excitedly, "It's him. My father invited him to the mansion a few days ago, and I happened to meet him."

"You're pretty, you said... can he win?"

"Of course, he is the number one talented man in Ningguo!"

Just when Li Rui was excited, an old eunuch had already walked to Moxiang Pavilion.

He read out the emperor's proposition about the Mid-Autumn Festival literary gathering loudly at the top of his voice. The students outside Moxiang Pavilion were just a little surprised. After all, Mid-Autumn Festival reunion was a festive day, but the emperor just came up with a sad topic.

The students of Yue in Moxiang Pavilion were suddenly shocked.

Zuo Anqiu, Yan Biao and others looked at each other, and they all saw doubts from each other's eyes.

A thought suddenly arose in their hearts-

This is fucking!

Was he deceived by that old thief Ji Tai?

Ji Tai deliberately used a fake question to make them rack their brains to think about this question in the past two days.

The old thief still swears that it must be the question...

It must be a nie!

Now this question and that question are all inconsistent, okay?

So, will the fifteen students from Ningguo still participate in the competition?

They sat around a circle and faced each other, so they could not see the expressions of Ning Guo students.

At this moment, the students in Ningguo were also surprised. It was not that they knew that an accident had occurred, but that the question was really tricky.

In the Mid-Autumn Festival, I miss people and have a moon.

The book "Thinking of the Moon Under the Moon" is nothing, it is also a common scene in poetry and articles.

But it is not easy to win.

Because they are not old and have a deep life experience, they can study in Tai Academy and have a wealthy family. They lose their parents when they are young.

So who do you miss?

At most, it is a woman of the same age.

But if you have never experienced unforgettable love, how can you write a moving poem?

They won't do this poem, but they will still put themselves in their shoes.

After thinking about it carefully, I realized that this topic is not easy to write well.

They went to Li Chenan.

Li Chenan still looked calm and even looked at a girl below at this moment!

"Students, answering questions officially begins!"

As the old eunuch standing in the middle shouted, the students in Moxiang Pavilion put aside their distractions and began to think hard.

Only Li Chenan is an exception.

He is grinding ink.

Then, in the tense sight of countless onlookers watching the boys across the street, he picked up his pen and wrote!

Put the pen on paper!

Nothing to think at all!
Chapter completed!