Tian Xuzi felt cold in his heart when he heard the praises of these people.
His disciple, with a dark face, couldn't say a word at the moment!
Good is good. This is a fact. How to refute it?
At this time, Fang Chen stared at Tian Xuzi with a provocative face: "Tian Xuzi, what do you think of this poem I made?"
"Serve the country with loyalty and serve the people, but falsely accuse demons and people to harm the people. Saints show sincerity, but there is a knife in their smiles that can kill people."
"What about these two sentences? If you have any opinions or different views, we can study it together!"
These two sentences are exactly saying that Tian Xuzi slandered Fang Chen as a demon, and later said that Tian Xuzi appeared to be sincere, but in fact he was a hypocrite with a hidden knife in his smile!
"You..." Tian Xuzi was so angry that his face turned blue and he was panting!
The poem is a good poem, but it is scolding him and humiliating him!
Who is Tian Xuzi? If anyone sees him, even His Majesty will give him a thumbs up.
However, in this poem, he is said to be a villain, a villain, and a hypocrite!
He still has no way to refute!
"What? Am I not writing well? Please give me some advice, sage!" Fang Chen deliberately emphasized the word sage very strongly.
Please teach me! Tian Xuzi is going crazy!
Fang Chen added: "I wrote this poem casually, and I'm not very good at it."
"Tian Xuzi, it's your turn now."
Feel free to play?
Just do it casually?
Hearing these words of Fang Chen, all the officials were shocked!
His disciple was almost furious and couldn't help shouting: "Fang Chen, you must be too proud, my master hasn't composed a poem yet!"
"When my master makes it, I will make you cry!"
"Really?" Fang Chen glanced at the disciple: "Then your master, why don't you compose poetry?"
"What are you waiting for? Can't you do it?"
"Tian Xuzi, you are a saint, the first person in the literary world of the Yan Dynasty, how can you not write a single poem?"
Tian Xuzi's mind was in chaos!
He has studied all kinds of poetry, and he can answer any question fluently!
For example, he can write poems casually describing people, animals, various scenery, stories and classics, etc.!
It can be said that the words are spoken in a straight line, three steps to a poem, no problem!
He did not expect that His Majesty would ask this question.
He just thought for a moment and had a few poems in his mind.
However, every poem is not as neat and expressive as Fang Chen's poem. In any aspect, it cannot reach Fang Chen's height!
Cold sweat gradually broke out on Tian Xuzi's forehead, his face became paler and paler, and his body began to tremble slightly.
He is really at a loss for words!
Everyone's eyes fell on Tian Xuzi, waiting for him to write a poem!
Tian Xuzi felt everyone's gaze and felt even more pressure.
Zhang Yu next to him was also covered in cold sweat, praying constantly in his heart.
Tian Xuzi must win, must win!
time flies.
A full half an hour has passed, and Fang Chen has urged him several times, but Tian Xuzi stood in front of the table with a brush in his hand and never started writing!
Still haven’t composed a poem yet!
Fang Chen continued to provoke: "Tian Xuzi, what's going on with you? Is it true that you can't do it?"
"A generation of saints can't even compose such a simple poem?"
"If you really can't do it, it's almost noon. Why don't we have lunch and think about it slowly. I'm not in a hurry."
This is a shame, a shame!
But Tian Xuzi had no choice. He really couldn't write a better poem!
Are you going to lose?
No, absolutely not!
The disciple next to him glared at Fang Chen: "Fang Chen, my master just didn't think of it for a while. Why are you anxious?"
"Anyway, there is no time limit for this competition. Even if my master wants to do it, it can last for ten days and half a month!"
Cheating, right?
Fang Chen smiled: "No problem, I'll give him ten days and a half. Even if he wants to live for ten years, he can live in the palace. I'll provide food and accommodation."
The disciple was so angry that his face turned red and he was angry: "Fang Chen, you..."
The atmosphere is very depressing!
Tian Xuzi's hand holding the brush was shaking constantly!
All the gazes and pressure from around him were about to crush Tian Xuzi!
Driven crazy!
Fang Chen pressed forward step by step: "Sage, can you do it?"
"Everyone is hungry. If you can't do it, we'll go have dinner..."
puff!
Tian Xuzi couldn't bear the humiliation again and again!
A mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, and the blood dyed the white paper in front of him red.
He staggered and leaned on the table, gasping for air!
Everyone was shocked!
"Master!" The disciple hurriedly supported Tian Xuzi, extremely worried: "Master, how are you?"
No one expected that Fang Chen would make Tian Xuzi vomit blood in anger!
Li Zhong from Taiyuan Hospital hurriedly came over: "Let me take a look for you."
"No!" Tian Xuzi refused. He understood his situation. He was so angry that he lost control of his emotions, so he vomited blood.
After holding in my anger and humiliation, I vomited blood, but felt much better.
However, at this moment, his mind has been traumatized!
A saint of a generation was so angry by a eunuch that he vomited blood. If this matter spread, Tianxuzi would lose face!
This is worse than killing him!
Today, he must kill Fang Chen and take revenge!
Only by killing Fang Chen can all shame be washed away.
Fang Chen smiled and said: "Tian Xuzi, you are over a hundred years old. You are a saint. You must have reached the highest state of mind."
"Why are you so angry that you vomit blood now that you can't write a poem?"
"Your magnanimity is too small, and your mind is too narrow, right?"
"You..." Tian Xuzi just felt comfortable. Hearing Fang Chen's humiliating words and seeing Fang Chen's complacent look, he was so angry that he vomited blood again!
puff!
"Hey..." Fang Chen said helplessly: "Tian Xuzi, if you lose the first round, you will lose. Why don't you admit defeat?"
"We have been waiting for you for more than half an hour!"
For Tian Xuzi to admit defeat with his own mouth is like being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts.
In this life, he has never lost!
He is a highly respected saint who is respected by thousands of people!
At this moment, I have to admit defeat to the eunuch in front of me!
Ahhhh!
However, he had no choice but to admit defeat!
Under everyone's gaze, Tian Xuzi finally spoke: "I lost the first round."
Many people at the scene couldn't believe that Tian Xuzi lost to Fang Chen!
Some are unacceptable!
However, the fact is the fact!
Fang Chen won!
The corners of Zhang Yu's mouth twitched hard several times.
Everyone in the world knows about Tianxuzi's literary talent. Eighty-seven out of ten scholars in the Great Yan Dynasty followed Tianxuzi. It is precisely because of his literary talent that he ranks first in the world.
But now, he has been defeated!
Fang Chen said: "Tian Xuzi, you have vomited blood twice and were seriously injured."
"Since you don't need Mr. Li's treatment, then go back and have a good rest. When you recover, we can compete again."
Fang Chen is not concerned, but deliberately continues to make the other party angry!
Tian Xuzi's cultivation level was very high, so he healed his injuries in secret.
"No, let's have a second contest!"
"Senior Guiguzi has a deep understanding of astronomy and geography. In the second competition, we will compete on astronomy and geography. Let's talk about our world!"