"Seeking fame and reputation? This is a slap in the face!" Dongfang decent frowned.

"Let's go and see Yan Chuan!" Dongfang Zheng turned around and said to Meow Meow.

"Meow!"

Meow nodded immediately, and one person and one cat quickly walked towards the East Palace.

Open the hall and step into it.

"boom!"

The gate of the main hall closed with a bang, leaving behind the fingers and fingers of the people in the Yong Hall opposite.

In the Eastern Palace, Yan Chuan continued to search for information.

"Bai Ditian? Finally found it!" Yan Chuan suddenly felt happy.

"Qinglong, continue to find information about this era, hurry up!" Yan Chuan said.

"yes!"

Yan Chuan kept flipping through the information about Bai Ditian that he had just found. Miaomiao and Dongfang Zhengpai had already entered the hall with the plaque.

"Meow, Yan Chuan!" Meow immediately jumped in front of Yan Chuan.

"What's wrong?" Yan Chuan said in confusion.

"Look!" Meow meow said angrily.

Dongfang Zhengpai showed Yan Chuan with a plaque.

"Haha, then Chen Ping is here again?" Yan Chuan showed a hint of amusing.

"It's not just the delivery, but the peak literary meeting will begin soon. They sent it in front of nearly ten thousand Confucian scholars. This is a slap in the face. Wouldn't you go?" said the Oriental Zhengpai.

"Slap in the face? These mediocre talents are worthy of it?" Yan Chuan showed a hint of disdain.

"Yongcai? Are you ready to go?" Dongfang Zhengpai said happily.

"I don't have time yet, let them make trouble first!" Yan Chuan shook his head and said.

"Ah, but if you don't go, wouldn't you admit this plaque?" Wu Fang Zheng said anxiously.

Yan Chuan smiled slightly, said nothing, and continued to look at the news about Bai Ditian in his hand.

In the Palace of Ethics.

Chen Ping showed a hint of joy on his face and said, "Hahaha, Yan Chuan is a turtle with a head-shrinking head. He dares not come out anymore. That's right, it will only be even more embarrassing if he comes!"

The great scholars smiled one after another, and they looked at Wang Long together.

"It's still my senior brother who thinks carefully. Even if Yan Chuan doesn't dare to come over, he can still be able to see his image!" The great scholars said with a smile.

"Yan Chuan? Just a clown jumping beam!" Chen Ping said disdainfully.

Wang Long, who was in charge, touched his beard and smiled slightly, "The time is almost over, the peak literary meeting will be held on time!"

"Yes!" The great scholars nodded one after another.

"Kuang!"

The gate of Yong Hall slowly opened. The thirty-two great scholars slowly stepped out of the hall.

"Look, the great scholars are coming out!"

"That's the Great Confucian Wang Long, that's the Great Confucian Chen Ping, that's.........!"

"The peak literary meeting has finally begun!"

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The thirty-two great Confucian scholars have become the focus of nearly 10,000 Confucian scholars.

It was getting dark, but there were a large number of night pearls illuminating the surroundings. The entire Yong Hall became magnificent.

There is a high platform on the Guangwu Square before Yong Hall for the thirty-two great scholars to step on it.

"I've met Wang Long's great scholar!"

"I've met the great scholar Chen Ping!"

“See…………!”

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For a time, all the scholars and scholars were greeted.

Wang Long reached out and pressed his hand slightly, and nearly ten thousand scholars stopped talking. In a blink of an eye, the surrounding area of ​​Yong Hall was quiet and the grand event began!

"Thank you for participating in my peak literary meeting and traveling with the teacher for hundreds of years. We have created some poems for you to appreciate. I hope you don't dislike me!" Wang Long said politely.

"Wang Long Daru is polite!"

"Yes, it's not a great honor for us to enter this grand event!"

"You're welcome!"

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A compliment came from all around.

"Since that's the case, then you guys sit on the ground and let us sit and discuss the truth! Encourage each other!" Wang Long said with a smile.

"Okay!" Nearly ten thousand Confucians should drink.

A group of Confucian scholars sat down one after another.

The thirty-two great scholars also sat down under Wang Long's leadership.

There was a quiet area around Yong Hall, and no one dared to make a loud noise. The peak literary meeting was officially opened!
Chapter completed!