Villain: A Twenty-Year-Old Quasi-Emperor Still Forces Me To Cheat?

"Why aren't you dead yet?"

Yun Qingyao frowned slightly, a look of sullenness flashed across her pretty face, and her eyes seemed to be cannibalistic.

Girls hate being called old.

For example, titles such as eldest sister and aunt.

Hearing this, Li Nian couldn't help but smile: "You're not dead yet, how could I die?"

Then he walked forward and sat down opposite Yun Qingyao. He picked up the snacks on the table and stuffed them into his mouth, without any hint of the handsome young master just now.

This made the Shadow Guard, who was in the dark, flash a look of shock on his face. It turned out that the legends were true. There was some inexplicable and subtle relationship between the Great Yuan Empress and the greatest villain, the Emperor.

Yun Qingyao grabbed the pastries on the table and ate them viciously: "Is it delicious? I'll kill you."

She looked like a little girl, without her usual condescending attitude.

"I didn't expect that everything you said is true. You are actually an empress."

"Why, this emperor has been famous for hundreds of years, but you have never heard of it."

Yun Qingyao originally said that she had been famous for hundreds of years, but she was afraid that Li Nian would call her old aunt, so she quickly changed her story.

"Please, eldest sister, I'm only twenty years old and I'm devoted to cultivation. Who is so leisurely to pay attention to these things?"

Yun Qingyao frowned slightly: "I really don't understand how someone like you could compose such a poem."

Li Nian's appearance just now, one step at a time in a poem, describes the war on the frontier, and even depicts the countless soldiers going through cruel struggles in order to protect their homes and country.

The whole poem makes people feel as if they are on the border and participating in the fighting. The tragic and desolate meaning shocks the mind.

But now, this stupid young lady looks like an aunt at all, and she doesn't look like someone who could write such quatrains in the world.

"Don't be obsessed with me, he's just a legend."

Unable to help, Li Nian suddenly remembered a certain line of lyrics from his previous life and couldn't help but speak lightly.

"Narcissist, do you know that there are as many people as stars who want to pursue this emperor?"

"Oh? Really?" Li Nian smiled slightly, suddenly moved his face closer to Yun Qingyao, and said, "Can you be my Taoist companion?"

For a moment, four pairs of eyes appeared, and the air became quiet. Yun Qingyao felt her heartbeat speed up, and even a hint of crimson could be seen on her neck.

"Hey, my majestic empress, I made a joke, but you can't stand it."

"Okay, let's get down to business. You didn't come to me just to catch up with old times, right?"

Quickly returning to his original position, Li Nian grabbed the pastries on the table and ate them while talking.

After Yun Qingyao realized that she had lost her composure, she immediately recovered: "Aren't you planning to ask our great talent Li to take action to shock the four countries?"

After all, the Yuan Dynasty has been unable to compare with the other four countries in the southern region in terms of literature for more than ten years, and its face is somewhat dull. There was originally a Lu Rufeng, but this person had no intention of writing.

In his words, he wants to reach the pinnacle of martial arts.

"I agreed. If I get the first prize, what's the reward?"

Yun Qingyao's eyes flashed with mischief: "How about I reward you?"

"Um?"

"You don't really want an old cow to eat young grass, do you? Sister, I am only twenty and you are over two hundred years old."

Hearing this, Li Nian couldn't help but roll her eyes. Could this girl be attracted to him? ? ? ?

"Hey, the emperor, the most powerful villain in the world, is so panicked just because of a joke. It's not like you."

Yun Qingyao's smile was as bright as a flower, as if the world was eclipsed at this moment, so beautiful, so beautiful, breathtakingly beautiful.

"You're just kidding, there will be a surprise for you then."

After that, he grabbed the pastries again and walked out the door: "Okay, the young master is gone, let's wait and see."

Yun Qingyao was left with a sullen look on her face, and kept shouting in her heart: Eat, eat, eat, you just know how to eat, you really don't understand the style, and you are dumbfounded.

…

The next day.

In the palace.

In the splendid hall, the Empress of the Yuan Dynasty sat on the dragon chair with an imposing look that made people afraid to look directly at her. Directly below, there were two rows of officials. However, at this moment, most of them were civil servants.

But two meters away from the civil servants, there were twenty young people. They looked arrogant and confident. They looked at the talented scholar of Yuan Dynasty aside with disdain in their eyes.

They were the talents of the Four Kingdoms. Among them, there was a young talent from the Shenxiao Dynasty who was dressed in gorgeous robes. He looked at the talents from the Yuan Dynasty with even more disdain.

He is the number one scholar in the Shenxiao Dynasty this year, Feng Hui. As his name suggests, he looks very brilliant.

"let's start."

Empress Dayuan's indifferent voice sounded in everyone's ears.

In the Five Countries Literary Competition, randomly publish a poem to see whose poem is better, and whoever has a higher ranking will be simple and crude.

The Yuan Dynasty has long been impressed by Li Nian's poems, and today they will be led by Li Nian.

I saw Feng Hui, the number one scholar in the Shenxiao Dynasty, taking a step across to the main hall.

He said in a loud voice: "The talented man composed hundreds of poems and went to sleep in a restaurant in Chang'an City. The emperor called him and he couldn't get on the boat. He claimed that he was a wine-drinking immortal."

Arrogant, extremely arrogant.

The faces of all the civil servants were even very gloomy, as if they were about to drip.

Among Feng Hui's poems, there are hundreds of poems in one stroke, showing that he is extremely talented and dares to be arrogant and arrogant when the emperor greets him. He even belittles himself and calls himself a god.

The four talented people from Dayuan Dynasty all stared at Feng Hui angrily. On the other hand, Feng Hui himself did not care at all about the cannibalistic gaze of the talented person from Dayuan Dynasty, and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"Shuzi, don't be arrogant."

Others could bear it, but Li Nian was the first to stand up and start scolding him.

He said: "You have a disease in your head. If you don't treat it, you will be in serious danger. Your forehead seems to be like a horse. Why don't you, the wind, soar up to 90,000 miles?"

Absolute, absolutely amazing, so damn refreshing.

After hearing this, all the literati could not help but be shocked. Feng Hui dared to be disrespectful to the Holy One. As a talented scholar from the Yuan Dynasty, how could he endure it?

Being rebuked like this by a talented scholar from the Yuan Dynasty made me feel unspeakable.

Yun Qingyao's heart: Is he standing up for me?

It seems that this year is not easy for the great talent of Yuan Dynasty. Feng Hui showed a solemn look on his face.

He also said: "The sage biography of Erlang with three cups of grass, taking off his hat and uncovering his head in front of the prince, swiping paper like clouds of smoke, Jiao Sui's five buckets of Fang Zhuoran, and his eloquent speech astonished everyone."

As expected of the number one scholar in the Shenxiao Dynasty, he really has something in his hands. After listening to this, everyone couldn't help but nodded and carefully savored the charm of this poem.

"good."

Many civil servants from the other four countries couldn't help but blurt out that this talented man from the Shenxiao Dynasty was really not an ordinary person.

Hearing this, the corners of Li Nian's mouth slightly raised, and he said, "You are better than me in poetry competition. There are three hundred Tang poems in my previous life. You can't resist even one of them at random." Then he took a step across and walked to the center of the hall.

An inexplicable aura suddenly surged out of the young man's whole body. This was an aura that only existed when the artistic conception reached a certain level.

Then, Li Nian said: "The past is full of troubles, and the road ahead is long and bright. I want to buy osmanthus flowers and drink with me, but in the end it's not the same as a young man traveling."

"Clouds think of clothes, flowers think of faces, the spring breeze blows on the threshold and the dew is thick, the sunset and solitary swans fly together, the autumn water makes the sky the same color."

God, absolute, quiet.

In the main hall, everyone stopped breathing slightly, and it took a long time for them to recover.

Li Nian: Sample, in front of my Chinese five thousand years of exquisite poetry, do you think you are a der?