I Turned Out To Be a Peerless Expert

　　 "Mr. Li, if you are okay... come here to play mahjong if you have time."

　　 Cao Tu also stood at the door and waved his hand, and smiled embarrassedly: "Your cards have been played well."

　　 "......"

　　 Li Xuan twitched the corners of his mouth, turned his back and raised his hands and waved twice.

　　 These two uncles, as well as Tang Hanjin, were anxiously pale when hitting them. They played mahjong with them in fear, for fear that someone with a cerebral thrombosis would go.

　　 Today he finally understands that the partial test has no meaning for him to participate.

　　The purpose of the partial test is to select the students who reincarnated in the great Confucian scholars and to help them restart the literary palace, so only scholars with outstanding literary skills but no literary palace are selected.

　　 Obviously, I am a traverser and can't fight the reincarnation of a great scholar.

"Ugh......"

　　 Li Xuan sighed with a sense of excitement.

Look at the other traversers, the beginning is the ridiculous ancient sacrament, the talents are in the past and the present, and there are a bunch of peerless experts rushing to accept him as a disciple, all kinds of saints and fairies see each other, and finally experience a series of adversity turnarounds (open hang ), to the top...

　　 look at myself again.

　　I didn't accomplish anything when I crossed over. I finally met a few practitioners, either the guardian or the poor scholar, or the unemployed decadent middle-aged.

　　Life is not easy, the handsome guy sighed.

　　 "Sir...what's wrong with you?"

　　Su Lingyin followed behind and asked cautiously.

　　 "I'm wondering if there is that kind of rich girl with beautiful skin, rich family wealth, and innocent personality that will come to see me."

　　 Li Xuan looked at the sky sadly, and said:

　　 "I don't want to work hard anymore."

　　 Su Lingyin tilted her head, looking at the cloud in the sky, pretending to be a wandering thing.

　　...

　　 The ancestral hall outside.

　　 There was a smile on Su's plain face unconsciously.

　　 For so many years, Ji Lang and his party members can be said to have been in the ruling Yan Guoquan. He, the Yan King, has been constrained everywhere. As a king, he has been holding his breath in his heart for a long time.

　　 In these years, I have never raised my eyebrows like I am today.

　　 No one thought that Sijun Shijun would come personally and give Ji Lang a big mouth.

　　 Ji family has been ruined since then, not to mention, future generations are not allowed to write poems, and there will be no place for him in the literary world. No one dared to break the ties with him from the group of Gundung princes who know how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

　　 The attendant presented a few folds and whispered: "The king, the minister of war, the Shangshu of the household has been in front of the palace for a long time, do you think we should first..."

　　 "You go back and tell them."

　　 Su Ping threw the zhezi and said with a cold face: "What's the matter, I will talk to the hall tomorrow. All zhezi will be beaten back."

　　 The attendant bowed and said yes, turned his head and went out.

　　 Su Ping was not in a hurry to deal with Ji Party officials in Wenyuan Building.

　　 There are some accounts, but I have to settle them slowly.

　　 It would be fine if it was before, but now Su Ping still has the mind to uproot Ji Dang, and he doesn't want to subdue softly in private.

　　 "No wonder you are so relieved of Mr. Li, Lord."

　　 The gray-robed old man said with emotion: "Unexpectedly, he could actually wake up Master Tang with the poetry of the ages, and the layout is just as if he were in a position.

　　Before seeing the result, no one knew what he wanted to do, and even I, a grade guarding the ancient sage stone forest, didn't even notice the slightest clue. "

　　 "When I was in Lianxinlou that day, fortunately, Mr. stopped me."

　　 Su's plane showed a trace of stun: "I was still surprised at the time. No matter how good the temperament is, a literati can't be emotionally fluctuated even if he is plucked by someone with a poem. It turns out that the husband already had a calculation in his mind at that time.

This poem invites the monarch to enter the urn. Ji Lang thought that he could conceal the sky and cross the sea with the help of half-sacred power. Unexpectedly, he had already stepped into a trap from the beginning. If it weren’t for this poem, Ji Lang would not fall To a ruined end.

　　 A town country poem did not even sign the name, I am afraid that the husband had deliberately. "

　　 After a few people peeled off their cocoons, a deep awe rose in their hearts.

　　 You know, that poem was already written by Zhang Queer when he soared.

　　In other words, Mr. has already started the layout since then.

　　 Ji Lang was like a worm in a spider web, unknowingly he set foot on a dead end, and even before he died, he didn't know whose calculation was hit.

so horrible.

　　 Is this the strategy of Peerless Power?

　　 "Everyone who drowns knows the water. Playing tricks in front of your husband is tantamount to seeking your own death."

　　 Chen Zhengyang nodded with deep understanding.

　　 Ji Lang did not complain this time.

　　 Changing them, if they hadn't been in contact with the husband, the same would end up.

　　 At this time, the deep portal surging like water waves.

　　 Li Xuan came out, just in time to see a few people whispering with their heads there.

　　 lightly coughed: "Why are you here?"

　　 Speaking of it, it's a bit hard to tell.

　　 Old Su got him the qualifications, but he didn't even take the exam. After chatting with the concierge, he came out.

　　 Mr. Su Ping's secret way is really gutted.

　　I just pit Ji Lang, but now it is calm and calm, and I can't see that he is half-hearted and self-satisfied, and he claims that he is a scholar who participated in the autumn test.

　　 After the incident, I flicked my clothes and hid my merits and fame deeply.

　　 No wonder Mr. Can write such a verse, this is his true portrayal!

　　 Even in front of my insider, my tone is so strict. Those who play the script should really study hard with their husband. What is acting.

　　 Since Mr. pretended not to know...

　　 Then I should treat him as a scholar.

Su Ping pondered for a while, and tentatively asked: "We have verified that Ji Xiao is a man of fame and fame, and that chivalrous gossip is the work of the gentleman, so... how about giving the gentleman the first trial? "

　　 "Try first?"

　　 Li Xuan was stunned.

　　What did he do?

　　 Isn't it just playing mahjong with the old men, why did you become the first in the partial test?

　　 "The partial test book is a poem test."

　　 Su Ping looked at me, I know you like low-key expressions, and sighed: "Ji Xiao uses your poems, and this first laurel is well deserved."

　　 originally wanted to invite Mr.

Since Mr. 　　 doesn't want to reveal his identity, this arrangement is just right, and this autumn test must have an explanation.

　　 "But...I don't have a cultural palace."

　　 Li Xuan has a slight move.

　　 This is a big show, it's almost the same as being admitted to the top pick.

　　 But soon he calmed down again.

　　 I don’t even have a literary palace, so I rushed into the limelight...

　　 "Yes, yes, no Wen Gong, I know your difficulties."

Su Ping nodded in agreement, and said: "The first partial test in the past, and most of them don't have a literary palace, so isn't this just the right thing? You just need to disguise it a little, and you can do the fake... "

　　 No one would have thought that the big man behind the scenes was hiding among the scholars and took the first place in the partial test.

　　 Su Ping thinks this method is feasible.

　　 "Pretend?"

　　 Li Xuan understands.

　　 It seems that Lao Su also knows that he has no literary palace. Is this trying to pretend to be the reincarnation of the upper realm Confucianism?

　　 Hmm... The first plagiarism in the autumn test, this is really not good to say, it is a big blow to the reputation of Yan Guo's literary world.

　　 Old Su can get a spot, and he should also be one of the officials in charge of the autumn test, and he will inevitably be responsible.

　　 But if the "original author" is found, it's different.

　　 can not only show the fairness and strictness of the autumn test that will never tolerate fraud, but also demonstrate the ability of responsible officials.

　　 Look at the No. 1 fraud. We not only found him out, we even found the original author. This No. 1 deserves its name, it’s amazing.

　　 Lao Su is naturally a blessing in disguise.

　　 "Still a bit..."

　　 Li Xuan bowed his head and groaned.

　　 "Sir, don't worry."

Su Ping straightened his waist and said very seriously: "Walking in the long street, admiring gold, go to the White Horse Academy to learn... In order to ensure safety, you will never reveal your true identity, everything is in accordance with normal I will try the top specifications."

　　 "Wait, what did you say?"

　　 Li Xuan gave a light cough.

　　 "For safety... never reveal your identity..."

　　 "Next sentence."

　　 "Walking a horse during the long festival, admiring the golden thousand taels, go to the White Horse Academy to learn..."

　　 "Your idea is very good, I agree, I will bother you to worry about it."

　　 Li Xuanyi said righteously.

　　 "Mr. helped me a lot, it's all right."

　　 Su maintained the kingly demeanor on the plane, but he was really happy in his heart.

　　Look, Mr. Li, who has a far-reaching layout, also approved his plan.

　　 He is indeed a foresightful gentleman.

　　...

　　 In front of the ancestral hall, the top spot was released.

　　 After a while, Li Xuan didn't change clothes or anything, so he sat on the tall horse like this.

　　The Habayashi Army opened the way and maintained the order of the streets.

　　Walking around on the long street to watch flowers, has attracted much attention.

　　 descended from merchants and vendors, ascended to officials and nobles, all gathered on the road outside this ancestral hall.

　　Many officials, officials, and powerful have sent strong and sturdy families to catch their sons-in-law, but they were blocked by the Habayashi army.

　　 It’s a tradition to catch a son-in-law under the list, and it’s never something to send a Habayashi army to guard.

　　Why is this the case?

　　 Is it...

　　 Someone seems to have thought of something.

　　 Li Xuan wanted to say: "Don't stop them, let me come, I can bear it..."

　　 But in the end, he still wants to return to Buyun Town, which is why he agreed to Lao Su.

　　 Yan can't stay for long, because one day everyone will find that the best talent is a Bessie, and there is another important reason.

　　 There are beautiful ladies waiting in Buyun Town.

　　Well, sister Lingyin is also good, eh...

　　 Soon, I arrived at the bustling street of Lianxinlou.

　　 Green willows are fluttering, lights and colorful, the lake breeze is blowing across his face.

　　 The young ladies on the pavilions, threw down the hydrangea that had been prepared for a long time, and looked at them with spring brows.

　　 This movement is so loud that even the host, Peony, is standing in the attic and watching.

　　 Today's Peony has been specially dressed up, as if she has regained her youthful oiran demeanor, a skirt of fringed veil dancing in the wind, setting off her beautiful waist.

　　 Peony’s eyes stuck to Li Xuan's body, glaring like silk.

　　 "This is a handsome boy at the top of the list, I really like it."

　　 "Will he come to Lianxinlou for a drink?"

　　 "I heard that I can also hear rhythm~www.wuxiaspot.com~I want to learn blowpipe with him."

　　 "You are a fox."

　　 faintly can still hear the woman's laughter, turning into a voice of despair, echoing in his ears.

　　 "I can hit ten..."

　　 Li Xuan, who was covered with hydrangea, meditated in his heart.

　　 immediately resumed sitting in a tight-knit manner.

　　 Gradually, escorting the team that missed the top of the test list away.

　　 Peony stood upstairs, watching Li Xuan's back.

　　 "The first man in this partial test is so good-looking. Did Mr. Mangshan touch Chunxin?"

　　 A big lion-nosed man with a bold smile on his face.

　　 "Hehe... is a good-looking one."

　　 Peony’s scarlet tongue licked his lips, threatening: "This is the man of heaven that Ji Lang said? Tuoshan Jun, don’t fight with my old lady."

　　 A pale scholar walked out from the shadows behind.

　　 In the big autumn, the scholar shook his folding fan and said with a smile: "Mr Tuoshan and I will go to the White Horse Academy. There are more scholars there. We are not greedy."

　　 Peony sneered: "You only need to teach the fox, dare to go to the most culturally prosperous place, and you are not afraid of revealing stuff?"

　　 "I can study as a monster clan, so afraid of being at the feet of Semi-Holy?"

　　 The scholar shook his head and went downstairs with his hands behind his back.

　　'S voice came in a clear voice: "It's you, don't covet your spirit. You missed the important matter of the right aspect."

　　 Looking at the scholar's back, Peony snorted coldly:

　　 "There is not a good thing about scholars."