Ailang was very depressed and cursed in his stomach: "Fuck, what are you watching me do?" Seeing that Zhu Rong and Concubine Dong looked at him with anticipation, he suddenly felt that he could not make a fool of himself. However, he could not think of any poems about plum blossoms for a while, and he couldn't help but frown and scrape his stomach.

Seeing Ai Lang looking embarrassed, Liu Yan immediately affirmed his guess. This disciple who brought two female companions to have fun on such an important occasion was just a fool. At this point, he intended to make him look ugly in front of all the important figures in public, so he smiled and said, "This brother must be a talented man, and he doesn't want to show his talent here, right?" As soon as these words came out, all the talents in the audience showed anger. If Chen Gong and other adults were not present, many people would have been scolded. Ai Lang is not right to recite poems, but he is very familiar with things like digging pits and framed them. When he heard Liu Yan's words, he immediately understood his intention and couldn't help but curse: These little guys have no ability, but they are all sow discord and framed them all!

Seeing Ai Lang frowning but not speaking, Liu Yan sneered secretly and said deliberately: "If Brother Tai insists on not giving him a favor, then no one can force Brother Tai!"

Seeing that Ailang had never responded to the other party, Zhu Rong couldn't help but feel anxious even though he was confident in his talent. He whispered to Ailang: "Brother!..." Concubine Dong also looked worried. Seeing Zhu Rong's gorgeous face, Ailang suddenly felt his heart moving, and remembered a poem written by Li Qingzhao that he had read in college. He smiled slightly and said to Zhu Rong: "I didn't want this young master Liu to make a fool of himself. Unfortunately, this bastard treats my kindness as a bully. It seems that this kindness is undesirable, and a good person cannot do it!"

Liu Yan's face changed and he sneered: "What's the use of brother Tai's presenting this kind of verbal advantage? If Brother Tai can really do the poem that is comparable to that of the following, turn around and leave immediately, and never come out to show his ugly face again!"

Ailang stood up, smiled, and said, "Don't say too much! Otherwise, I won't be able to come to Taiwan!" Liu Yan snorted coldly and said sarcastically: "Then I have to learn how to learn from my brother's surprise!"

When Ailang thought that this was Li Qingzhao's masterpiece, he couldn't help but nodded and said, "It's true that he is a talented person!" When the talents heard this, they just thought he was boasting about himself. They were all very angry and annoyed. They didn't care about Lord Chen Gong and the others here, and they all ridiculed Ailang. They said that Ailang was a frog in the well and was extremely arrogant and shameless!

Naturally, Ailang would not be angry with these useless so-called talents. He smiled and looked at Ma Yunlu sitting above him. Ma Yunlu was panicked for no reason, but then he showed an annoyance. Concubine Dong looked at Ailang's tall and tall back, and her eyes showed a look of expectation.

The hall gradually became quiet. Everyone looked at Ailang. The eyes of several women showed expectation, while Chen Gong, Xu Shu and Ma Chao showed curiosity. They had never witnessed Lu Bu's literary talent with their own eyes. As for the talents in the hall, hehe, they all looked like they were waiting to see Ailang look ugly.

Ailang corrected his thoughts, put on the posture of a great poet, and chanted: "It is known that spring is coming in the snow, and the cold plums are decorated with greasy branches. The fragrant face is half-open and charming. When the courtyard is in the palace, the jade man bathes in new makeup. Good fortune may be intentional, so he teaches the bright moon to be exquisite. Together, he is rewarded with the green ants, don't refuse to get drunk, this flower is not compared with the flowers."

After Ai Lang chanted, there was a silence on the main hall, and all the talents were stunned. The eyes of several women were full of colors and excited. Chen Gong was amazed, and Chen Gong couldn't help but say to Xu Shu: "Today I finally saw the literary talent of the King of Qin with my own eyes, which is really amazing!" Xu Shu nodded with emotion and said, "My lord is clearly an invincible hero in the world, but this poem is full of tenderness and tenderness! People in the world can only say that Han Mei Ao Xue, but the lord says it so tenderly like water, the scenery is beautiful, and it is unique!" Then he said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "My lord is probably integrating the boudoir between him and his wife into it." Chen Gong nodded with a smile.

Zhurong, although she is a romantic woman, she has loved Central Plains culture since she was a child and has definitely had an extraordinary attainment in poetry and songs. After listening to Ailang's poem, she couldn't help but think of the fun of the boudoir between the two days, and she couldn't help but feel in love. Looking at Ailang, if it weren't for the location that was inappropriate, she would definitely throw herself into her elder brother's arms and ask him to love her.

After marveling at Ailang's poem, a sour smell couldn't help but surge into her heart. She looked at Ailang, then looked at Zhurong with a warm expression. She looked a little disappointed in her eyes. It seemed that she thought that Ailang's poem was written by Ailang for Zhurong.

Ma Yunlu first looked marvelous, then his eyes showed anger, staring at Ailang angrily, and muttered to himself: "Damn guy! You clearly did it on purpose!"

The talented men originally wanted to see Ai Lang make a fool of himself and then take the opportunity to ridicule him. However, at this moment, they were all stunned and silent. Liu Yan's face turned pale and a little ugly, and his originally chic temperament became much different from a ghost...

Ai Lang looked at Liu Yan and asked teasingly, "Liu Da Caizi, is my poem OK?" Liu Yan was angry and anxious, but he could not refute, his face was swollen and red, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out and fell to the ground. At this time, everyone present was shocked. Ai Lang frowned and immediately shouted, "Come on! Save people!" The two personal soldiers of the Qin Prince's Mansion standing at the door immediately rushed over and carried Liu Yan down.

When all the talented men saw Ai Lang giving orders in front of those great figures in Chen Gong, they were incredible to instruct the personal soldiers of the Qin Palace. They immediately realized that this tall and handsome man was probably not a simple person. For a moment, there was a silence in the hall, and everyone's eyes were gathered on Ai Lang.

Chen Gong walked to the middle of the hall and smiled at the talented men, "Everyone, this person is not a talented man, but our lord, the current King of Qin!" Then he bowed to Ailang, "Master!..." Xu Shu and others also came to pay homage. The talented men were stunned on the spot, and then they realized and rushed to pay homage to each other. For a moment, the sound of worship echoed in the hall.

Ailang smiled and said, "No need to be polite." Everyone thanked him, straightened his waist, and stood with his hands down.

Ailang glanced at the talented men and smiled and said, "Reciting poems and essays are just small abilities. It is good to add joy to the boudoir, but it is nothing great. It can neither govern the country nor defeat powerful enemies, so everyone does not have to be depressed at all." The talented men couldn't help but feel ashamed.

Ailang said: "Today's poetry and prose conference is just to meet you all and get to know each other. That's all today. You go back and prepare well. Two days later, you will be here. Old Chen will test your views on the general trend of the world and his ability to govern the country and maintain stability. The outstanding people in this test will be like the winner of the scientific examination. Not only that, you may also win the favor of my sister Yunlu." Ma Yunlu immediately flew his cheeks and glared at Ailang with shame and annoyance. When the talents heard Ailang's words, they were excited and couldn't help but try their best to take this opportunity to stand out. In fact, the reason why everyone came from thousands of miles this time was to find a birth. After all, in Ailang's bureaucratic system, it was too difficult for traditional scholars like them to make a comeback.

In Ailang's bureaucratic system, there have always been two ways to enter the official career. One is to join the army. Many officials under Ailang's rule came from the army; the other is to study in the official school. After the study is completed, the official will be allocated according to their grades. However, not everyone can enter the official school. It is almost impossible for traditional scholars to enter. Basically, only officers and soldiers or merchants who have made great contributions to the local area are qualified to enter. Therefore, ordinary traditional scholars were almost excluded from Ailang's bureaucratic system before this. This unique poetry and prose conference provided them with a once-in-a-lifetime way to enter the official career. This is why scholars from all over the country flocked to them after the news of the poetry and prose conference was released.

Ailang glanced at everyone and sang: "If you have nothing to do, go back. Two days later, come here to take the exam." Everyone agreed and left the hall one after another.

Chen Gong smiled and joked, "My lord turned this poetry and prose conference into an exam!" Ai Lang smiled, then looked at Ma Yunlu and sighed, "What's the solution? It's not something that Yunlu's younger sister did! After she instigated me, I had to write poetry on the spot. However, when my poetry and prose were released, who can match me in the world!" As soon as this was said, Zhu Rong and Concubine Dong agreed, but Ma Yunlu was very dissatisfied, but he couldn't say anything about refuting, because the poem was indeed as beautiful as a beauty, and even the masterpiece of the talented man Liu Yan was overshadowed compared to it.

Ailang shook his head and sighed, "As soon as my poem is released, can the poetry conference continue? If you continue, can you ask my younger sister to marry me? Haha!" Ma Yunlu was extremely embarrassed and shouted angrily: "What are you talking about? Who wants to marry you!" Everyone was surprised and looked at Ma Yunlu in confusion, not understanding why she suddenly became so angry? Ma Yunlu saw everyone's eyes, felt that she couldn't hold on, so she snorted and ran away as if she ran away. Everyone looked at each other in confusion, Ailang asked in confusion: "Did I say something wrong?"
Chapter completed!