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"Alas, excessive modesty is pride. Seriously, I am not as good as you in writing poems, because I can never write such a good poem in my life."

Ye Wang said seriously.

"Wow, did you hear that? Mr. Ye, who is famous all over the world, admitted that he is not as good as Hao Tong."

"Mr. Hao Tong is really talented."

"Even Mr. Ye Wang is in awe of Mr. Hao?"

"Hehe, Xiao Ping'an, Mr. Hao Tong now has a golden body of 10 feet tall, which is invincible. How can you compete with him?"

"Xiao Ping'an, kneel down and surrender."

"I don't think there is any need to compete. I will announce now that Mr. Hao has won."

"..."

Everyone on the field was very excited and ridiculed Xiao Ping'an.

Master Cen sighed, "It is really a top-notch masterpiece. In the poem, Master Hao used the flowing river water as a metaphor for the passage of time. In the swaying of the wind and waves, the shadow of the moon is constantly changing. It is as if the moon itself is constantly changing. In an instant, it is as if the human eye has an illusion, forming a beautiful scene of a water shadow floating in the sky. The alternation of various images at a rapid speed explains the truth that everything is changing, and implies that people's sensory perception is prone to change. Everything is changing. It is really thought-provoking and amazing!!!"

Hao Tong was stunned.

Then.

He smiled brilliantly: "That's right, that's what I wanted to say, Master Cen, you figured it out, we are worthy of being father and son, nothing can be hidden from you."

"Mr. Hao is so talented, to be honest, I used to think you were not worthy of your reputation. Your talent is not worthy of your reputation. But this time, your poem came out."

"By the way, what is the name of this poem?"

Hao Tong smiled and said: "Looking at the Moon in the River."

"Alas, once your poem Looking at the Moon in the River came out, all the poems about the river and the moon in the world are tasteless and not worth mentioning. I really admire you."

With a sigh, Master Cen looked at Xiao Ping'an.

"My dear nephew, it's not unfair to lose to such an excellent poem, otherwise. You should admit defeat."

He didn't want to see his good friend's son bring shame upon himself.

So, he advised Xiao Ping'an to admit defeat.

Suddenly.

Zhang Jian and Ye Wudao showed nervousness.

Xiao Ping'an couldn't admit defeat.

If he admits defeat now,

Xiao Ping'an will lose at most 100,000 taels of gold.

There is no evidence to prove that his previous poem "Nian Nu Jiao Da Jiang Dong Qu" was plagiarized.

Only Xiao Ping'an wrote the second poem.

It is very different from the previous one.

In this way, it can be determined that Xiao Ping'an plagiarized.

So.

If Xiao Ping'an refuses to write a poem.

At most, he will lose 100,000 taels of gold.

It will have no impact on his reputation.

Hearing this.

Hao Tong frowned.

Looked at Master Cen.

No words.

To him, Xiao Ping'an was just an ant, and it didn't matter whether he was crushed to death or not. In fact, if Xiao Ping'an hadn't suddenly jumped out and snatched his first place, he wouldn't even look at this kind of garbage.

However.

Because of his trouble.

Let this accidentally obtained masterpiece have the opportunity to be published.

Show his talent.

It can be regarded as a blessing in disguise.

Hao Tong is confident that after this poem comes out, within three months, he will be able to win the Seventh Princess and become his consort.

By then.

He can get the kingdom, the beauty, the power.

Wow hahaha.

Just when Hao Tong was dreaming about his beautiful dream.

Xiao Ping'an shook his head: "No, I don't admit defeat. I haven't written a poem yet! The outcome is still unknown."

"Alas." Master Cen sighed.

No more words.

You can never stop someone who is determined to die.

"Tsk, you don't know whether you live or die."

Ye Wudao and Zhang Jian sneered, and at the same time as they breathed a sigh of relief, such a sentence came to their mind!

"Then please, Brother Xiao."

Hao Tong smiled and made a "please" gesture to Xiao Ping'an.

The four words of "gentleman scum" were fully displayed.

However.

In addition to Xiao Ping'an, this can be seen.

Others were deceived by his gentle and gentle appearance.

I don’t know what some people call, golden and jade outside, but rotten inside.

On the surface, he looks dignified and upright.

In fact, secretly, he is a thief and a prostitute.

Xiao Pingan stepped forward.

Under the complicated, mocking, indifferent and other gazes of the crowd.

One step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

Four steps.

…

The ancient saints wrote poems in eight steps.

Could this guy be imitating the sages?

Zhang Jian pouted and said disdainfully: "You are pretending to be very good. Let's see if you can do it.What a ridiculous poem."

I haven't even reached the eighth step yet.

When I reached the seventh step.

Xiao Ping'an has already spoken.

"The spring river tide reaches the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea rises with the tide. "

As soon as these two sentences came out.

Everyone's eyes widened.

I can't believe it.

This???????

What the hell?

Am I dreaming?

Zhang Jian was stunned.

He is a young prince who is both civil and military. Although he can't write good poems, he can still easily write ordinary poems. It's just that they are mediocre.

Just based on these two sentences.

He knew that this poem would not be bad, even if the following poems were garbage, because these two poems, it is not an exaggeration to say that the word "excellent" is not an exaggeration.

It should not be comparable to Hao Tong's.

He had a hint of luck in his heart.

Hao Tong also looked at Xiao Ping'an in doubt.

Well, listen again.

Don't scare yourself.

"The waves are shining for thousands of miles, and there is no spring river without the bright moon!"

"The river flows around the fragrant fields, and the moon shines on the flower forest like hail. "

Six sentences have been said.

At this moment, everyone was surprised.

The fifth princess Zhang Chunhua, who had been keeping a charming smile.

The fake smile on her face had also disappeared.

For the first time, she showed a calm look.

A pair of eyes like autumn water fell on Xiao Ping'an, and a thoughtful look appeared on her pretty face.

Lin Xiaodie's sister, Lin Xuezhu, who was also a stunning beauty, opened her cherry mouth, her beautiful eyes were full of disbelief, and she exclaimed: "This is impossible!!!"

The seventh princess Zhang Xue's little hand suddenly clenched, and the blue veins on her snow-white wrist bulged.

Ignoring the expressions of the crowd.

At this moment, Xiao Ping'an treated them all as carrots.

He continued lightly: "The frost in the sky is not felt to fly, and the white sand on the shore is invisible.

The river and the sky are one color without any dust, and the bright moon is alone in the sky. "

When he said:

"Who first saw the moon by the river? When did the moon by the river first shine on people?

Life has been endless from generation to generation, and the moon by the river looks the same year after year."

With a loud bang.

A huge thunder flashed.

Everyone looked up in shock.

I saw a dazzling golden light falling.

It shone on Xiao Ping'an's body.

It made him look like a god descending from heaven, as if he was coated with a layer of gold, and the whole person was shining with golden light.

Around him, golden lotus flowers emerged from the ground.