Three Kingdoms: King Skin

"Congratulations to Wei Gongzi!" "

With 100,000 taels of gold, take a picture of these 100 pieces of rice paper."

Liu Feng was on the stage and said to Wei Zhongdao with a smile.

When Wei Zhongdao heard this, he said politely, but his face showed arrogance, although he didn't marry Cai Yan at the beginning and was cut off by Liu Feng, but Liu Feng didn't have to greet him with a smile for the sake of money?

"Wei Gongzi is bold!"

"Rich and rich, worthy of being the Hedong Wei family!".

Listening to the constant compliments of the people around him, Wei Zhongdao became more and more arrogant.

"Wei Gongzi, if you can't run out of this rice paper, you can wait for a few pieces for me!" someone suggested.

"Good to say, good to say!"

"We'll find a time later, book a tavern, have a drink, and talk about the rest."

Wei Zhongdao smiled and readily agreed to everyone, in his opinion, the other party has a request for him, and that is the best time to make friends.

"Sir, it's a god!"

"The price is a little higher, but it's worth it. Being able to associate with other families is of great benefit to his fame and status, and it makes Wei Zhongdao forget the heartache of spending 100,000 taels of gold.

"Everyone!"

Seeing that everyone was almost talking, Liu Feng's voice sounded again.

As a result, everyone's eyes turned to Liu Feng.

"You are coming from all the states of the world, and you haven't bought rice paper

, wouldn't it be a pity to go back like this?" "This king has decided that after seven days, a poetry meeting will be held here, and friends will be met with poetry, all of you are talented young and handsome people, and meeting friends with poetry will definitely become a good story!" "

What do you think of this king's proposal?"

Liu Feng said with a smile.

"Good

!" "Wonderful

!" "The prince is wise!" Many

people praised it, especially some literati who wanted to make friends with other people, and they saw hope, and the poetry meeting was held seven days later, so that they had more time and more opportunities to associate with their favorite literati.

"Lord Wang, there is no first place in literature, and there is no second place in martial arts!"

"Since the prince is holding a poetry meeting, then he must be ranked, right?"

Wei Zhongdao leaned back, leaned back in his chair, his neck crooked, and spoke casually.

"Yes, I really want to rank it!" Liu Feng nodded, he probably guessed what Wei Zhongdao thought.

"Then who will assess?" Wei Zhongdao asked.

"Seven days later, the poetry conference, the poems of the position will be jointly evaluated by this king and Mr. Cai Yong, do you have any opinions?" Liu Feng no longer paid attention to Wei Zhongdao, looked at the crowd and asked.

"It will be judged by Wang Ye and Cai Lao, and we naturally have no objections!" everyone responded in unison.

Cai Yong, the great Confucian of the world! Whoever wants to say that he can't be a referee is purely looking for death.

And Liu Feng has made several poems, each of which is a subtle and evocative poem through the ages, and it is enough to be their referee!

Seeing that Wei Zhongdao was a little unconvinced, Liu Feng smiled at the corner of his mouth and said: "This king has decided that Cai Lao and I will evaluate the top ten poets in the poetry club, and then reward different amounts of rice paper according to different rankings." "

Boom!"

Liu Feng's words were like dropping a bomb on the calm water, and everyone immediately burst into discussions.

The top ten even have rewards!

Moreover, the reward is still

rice paper! Then it can be considered that even if you get the tenth place, there will be at least one rice paper reward.

According to the price at which Wei Zhongdao bought rice paper, the tenth place is at least a reward for a thousand gold.

"Poof!"

Wei Zhongdao, who spent a lot of money auctioning off rice paper, heard that his chest rose and fell rapidly, and his face was also blue and purple.

In the end, under the attack of blood and blood, I didn't hold back, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

"Send it to the hospital!".

Seeing Wei Zhongdao vomiting blood, Liu Feng greeted the Heavenly Demon Guards outside the door, and the two Heavenly Demon Guards immediately entered the hall and carried Wei Zhongdao out.

As for Liu Feng, he can naturally save Wei Zhongdao, but he won't protect him.

"Ladies and gentlemen, in these seven days, you can look around the scenery of Xuanfu Kingdom, experience the folk customs, and you can also play in groups of three or five, but remember that the poetry will be held after seven days.

Time flies, seven days pass quickly, Wei Zhongdao has been diagnosed and treated by a doctor, and he is already fine, and the money to buy rice paper has also sent his subordinates to the palace.

As soon as the time of the seventh day arrived, everyone appeared in the academy again, and Liu Feng and Cai Yong also rushed together.

"Sit!"

Liu Feng ordered, and many scribes sat down next to the table that had been prepared, and on the table, pen, ink, paper, and inkstone had already been prepared.

Liu Feng and Cai Yong made fish pavilions, and after Liu Feng said that the poetry meeting began, Cai Yong began to write questions and let these scribes compose poems on the spot.

All the literati who came here, including the scribes of the major families, had never thought that King Xuansu would hold a poetry meeting, and when they found out, it was only seven days, and their preparations were not sufficient.

Moreover, the scribes who came here to participate in the auction were not the focus of their family, and their literary attainments were not very high.

Therefore, after Cai Yong came up with the question, many people scratched their heads, and even when the time came, some people had not started writing.

Cai Yong asked the Heavenly Demon Guard to take everyone's poems, and then evaluate them with Liu Feng.

The poems of these scribes are not brilliant at all, and what makes Liu Feng a little speechless is that there is a poem that looks good, and the author is Wei Zhongdao.

Although he didn't look down on Wei Zhongdao, Liu Feng still announced that Wei Zhongdao was the first place in the poetry club, which made Wei Zhongdao excited.

And Liu Feng did not break his promise, and gave Wei Zhongdao ten pieces of rice paper, and the other nine people decreased in turn.

"Today, many talents gather in the academy, chanting poems, and he will definitely become a beautiful talk in the future!" At

the end of the poetry meeting, Liu Feng asked people to bring several kinds of fine wine for everyone to taste, and then he poured a glass and signaled to everyone.

"The prince is polite.

Everyone raised their wine glasses and saluted Liu Feng in return.

"This time, I would like to congratulate the top ten in the poetry meeting and get the reward of rice paper.

"However, don't be discouraged if you don't win an award, it's not that you don't have a chance!"

"This academy was supervised and supervised by the king himself, in order to train scribes who belonged to the Xuansu Kingdom.

After

a pause, Liu Feng continued: "If you want to work in the college, you can get rice paper for free

every month!" "The teacher has two pieces of rice paper per month, and after serving for one year, he can be promoted to three pieces of rice paper per month, and so on, the longer he serves, the more rice paper he receives every month."

"The presidents of each academy receive five pieces of rice paper every month, and the longer they serve, the more they will receive.

Liu Feng's voice fell, and everyone was shocked, they didn't expect Liu Feng to be so powerful.

They

knew that it was impossible for the deans of the academies to rate their abilities, but the words of the teachers were numerous, and they had great opportunities.

As a result, many people were moved to stay and become teachers at the college.