Zhao Lun and Qin Feng agreed at the same time, and Emperor Yuan said: "Since they are double characters, then there is no need to find out where the flying flowers are. As long as there are double characters in it, it will be fine. The limit of seven characters is changed to up to fourteen characters. Do you two understand?"

Both of them expressed their acceptance respectfully, and Eunuch Hong said, "I would like to give you two words to you."

"Then the wind and the moon, the wind and the moon cannot be in the same place, and there are two sentences in a few words, how about it?" Emperor Yuan temporarily increased the difficulty: "If one side cannot match it in time, then it will be defeated, and the ranking of the selection will be settled today."

The faces of several men who had already lost their lives under the table looked like dirt, and Guo Shitong's head lowered. He had already booked the last one.

The suspense now is who is the first name, Zhao Lun, or Qin Feng?

The wind and moon are separated, Qin Feng frowned, the single word Feihua Ling becomes a double word, and the upper limit of seven words becomes fourteen words, which is a double increase!

Seeing Qin Feng's expression, Qin Taifu shook his hands to his side, unable to hide his nervousness. Qin Yun pretended to comfort him: "Don't worry, my father, I must do my best. However, when will the second brother be proficient in poetry and essays make people unaware of it."

Qin Yun knew that his father was suspicious and was always a good person to control everything. If his second brother had done anything privately without telling his father, if he could not become the prince-consort, he would have a final account when he returned home.

Now he planted suspicion first, and he would definitely achieve results by then. Qin Taifu really frowned, but he thought that his second son had lived in a side courtyard for a long time and rarely paid attention to it. Even if he had studied poetry and prose hard, he would not know.

For a moment, contrary to what Qin Yun expected, the Qin Taifu rarely felt guilty towards his two sons. When he thought of the love and affectionate scene with Liu, he felt deeply moved for a while, and only regretted that the officialdom was difficult and could not be arbitrary.

Besides, Zhao Lun and Qin Feng were in charge of the order, and Zhao Lun was the first to bear the brunt and murmured: "The moon shines on the head of the bed and snow is flying, and the ice is filled with wind falling asleep."

Qin Feng suddenly felt the cold scene. The house was barely walled, the windows were almost ruined, the moon shone on the head of the bed, the snow flew into the house and floated to the head of the bed, and the cold lunar month outside was frozen, and the cold wind blew in late night and fell asleep with his master.

How depressed is that with Zhao Lun's origin, this poem is easily linked to his previous experience, which is a pity.

Even Emperor Yuan showed pity on his face and sighed: "It's not easy."

The mere words are also moving, but Zhao Lun is like a piece of pig iron, bowing to thank him with an expression on his face. Qin Feng retracts his thoughts and chants: "The bright moon leaves the branches and shocks the magpie, and the breeze sings in the middle of the night."

If Zhao Lun's poems are compassionate, Qin Feng's poems are free and easy, with a little bit of comfort in life, one sad and one joyful.

Most people are pity for the misery, but they are even more happy. Emperor Yuan's lips are raised, as if he saw the beautiful scenery in Qin Feng's poem and nodded slightly.

Seeing this, Eunuch Hong hurriedly asked the two to continue. Zhao Lun glanced at Qin Feng with a squinted look and said, "The wind rushes to the border and the sand is in the summer, and the moon shines on the willow branches and the summer night is lonely."

Xiao Lingyao suddenly looked up, looked at Zhao Lun with bright eyes, and pinched the fan in his hand, with protruding joints, and there seemed to be dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Zhao Lun lowered his head slightly. Compared with just now, this sentence was filled with grief and anger, and he wanted to express all the suffering he had suffered before!

Seeing that Xiao Lingyao looked displeased, Bai Lianzhou gloated and whispered: "What kind of stimulation did Lord Zhao be? It is a top-notch joy to select the prince consort for His Highness. I recite these depressed and sad poems, which makes people dislike it."

Zuo Pingdao was not happy when he was eliminated and said coldly: "Mr. Bai is very worried, not worried about his hardships, and Lord Zhao will stay for the end."

Bai Lianzhou's official position was not as good as Zuo Ping Daogao, and he was afraid of the methods of Dali Temple. He swallowed a few saliva and smiled: "The Xiaguan was just a moment of feeling and had no other intentions. Compared to Lord Zhao, the Xiaguan cared more about the performance of Qin Langzhong."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Feng said happily: "The wind roars the maple leaves on both sides of the shore, and the moon shines on a lonely boat."

After continuing, Zhao Lun's expression was a little unkind: "The mountain moon does not know the past, and the water and wind fall into the mirror."

Qin Feng said intimately that it was hard to deal with, and said at the moment: "A happy banquet and enjoy the good moon at night, and a beautiful woman cultivates bamboo and brings a breeze."

After reciting the poem, he glanced at Xiao Lingyao with affectionate eyes, and smiled at the corners of his lips, which was tantamount to showing his favor to His Royal Highness the Princess publicly.

Bai Lianzhou was so angry that his hands were trembling. The little doctor was so brave that he frowned at His Royal Highness in broad daylight. He was so arrogant that he had a handsome face. He had been sick for many years and looked weak, so he was not vulgar at all.

Xiao Lingyao seemed to be very helpful to it, her moist lips spread slightly, then she gently pursed her lips to cover her face with a fan, which was very shy.

This is clearly a scene where a man is affectionate and a concubine is interested!

Zhao Lun was stunned, and Eunuch Hong reminded: "Mr. Zhao, please."

The scene just now was too dazzling. Zhao Lun paused. As soon as he chanted a word, he felt something was wrong. His face turned pale and his eyes were sunken: "The wind blew... the wind, forgot, it was Wei Chen who lost."

Qin Feng was prepared long ago: "Dancing low in the willow building, the moon in the heart, and singing the peach blossoms and fan the wind at the bottom."

Zhao Lun was even more embarrassed and angry. This sentence was clearly to cater to His Highness the Princess. However, he was shocked by Qin Feng's actions just now and got stuck on the way. Now he can only accept the disadvantage!

Until the last moment, Qin Feng still had the upper hand. Regardless of Zhao Lun's ugly face, he said calmly: "Mr. Zhao, let me go."

Xiao Lingyao cursed despicable and used all of herself. Don’t think that she didn’t know that he used the skill of skimming with her to distract Zhao Lun and disrupt Zhao Lun’s rhythm to win. She pretended to be calm, but she thought to get the accounts back in the future.

Suddenly, I thought that I had decided to pull him into the gang and eventually I had to be a person on the boat, and the anger in my heart finally decreased a little.

"Today's literary battle is very exciting, and all the men are rewarded. Eunuch Hong, after a while, I will give you wine and give you three moon red."

Eunuch Hong quickly accepted the order. The March Red was the most beloved wine of Emperor Yuan. It was produced in the Nanyue land. It only had its unique fragrance when brewed in March. The number of tributes paid every year was limited. Emperor Yuan specially collected a batch and was rarely rewarded in normal times.

Zuo Pingdao and others quickly stood up and bowed to Qin Feng and Zhao Lun, who were still standing in a jade body: "Thank you for your great kindness!"

Emperor Yuan finally showed fatigue and asked Eunuch Hong to announce the results on the spot. In this competition, Qin Feng won the lead, followed by Zhao Lun, followed by Zuo Pingdao, Bai Lianzhou, Qi Heng, and Guo Shitong.

Except for Qin Feng and Zhao Lun, they all have a complicated mood for this holy favor, especially Guo Shitong, whose ears are red and his head cannot be raised.
Chapter completed!