Chapter 132 Disruption.

At this time, a young man who looked unfamiliar said in a loud voice: "I am the son of the Nanling County Governor, Xiao Renli, and I am glad to meet you all!"

"This poem is for Miss Sangwen!"

After that, he cleared his throat, and his father Xiao Shitong, who was upstairs, also shook his body. It was true that every time he coughed, Xiao Shitong would shake.

"My dear? What is this..." Zhan Doudou looked over with curiosity.

Xiao Shitong stood up, trying his best to maintain his etiquette as a subject, and said calmly, "Your Majesty did not hear wrongly, this is my son."

After that, he clasped his hands together and saluted, saying to the four directions: "Excuse me, everyone!"

"This is great. Someone needs to stand up in this situation." Shen Zhong smiled and comforted Xiao Shitong.

Although he doesn't like poetry, it doesn't mean he is uncultured.

Shen Zhong had been patient for a long time when listening to the poems and essays in the room. In addition, His Majesty did not speak for a long time. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the atmosphere in the room was quite heavy. They thought that Xiao Renli had received instructions from his father to come out to save the situation.

He was a little cautious at the moment: Xiao Shitong was really scheming and would not let go of such an opportunity to pave the way for his son.

Following Zhan Doudou's affirmation, the voices from the audience also followed:

"A beautiful lady waved her sleeves gracefully, and a clear song lingered in the air."

"Life is like a dream, like an illusion, full of beauty and leisure."

"Okay! Okay!"

"Why is it you again? Come on, tell us what's going on."

"This"

The young man, whose family background and status were not inferior to those of the governor, shouted loudly. In his excitement, he completely forgot that the emperor was still upstairs:
"Mr. Xiao, I'll give you 10,000 taels and let me recite this poem!"

There were also students who were distraught and lamented: "What's the point of competing? The first place should probably go to this Mr. Xiao."

The students off the field were talking a lot and discussing the poem in secret.

Without a doubt, this is the strongest poem among all these.

Even Ang Lee, who doesn't have much artistic talent, nodded pretentiously and gave his approval. After all, this was made by someone else, and the quality was good, better than his own.

"We have all witnessed the elegance of the scholars in Northern Qi, and it feels like they are just like this!" A voice came from the third floor of Yipinju!
"Are there any masters?"

"Who is speaking? Does anyone know the owner of the voice?"

"I think this person is a foreigner!"

"Yes, yes, you are the smartest. Who can be smarter than you?"

The audience burst into even louder discussions, their excitement even greater than before! It's good that someone has stepped forward, isn't it going to be fun?
Amid people's discussions, several people jumped out from the third floor of the restaurant. Using their light skills, they stood still and actually found themselves in the front row, close to the stage.

The leader said, "We are from Xihu, and we are guests of your Northern Qi. My name is Tuoba Xiong, and I would like to borrow the first place in the grand event!"

As everyone looked over, they saw a white mist rising up around this man for no apparent reason. In this early winter, there was such an icy spectacle!
As the temperature dropped, the spectators who were close to Tuoba Xiong moved away one after another. Soon, a vacuum zone was formed around Tuoba Xiong.

"Shameless talk!"

The crowd parted, and Xiao Renli stepped forward and said loudly: "The people of Xihu are barbarians. I'm afraid they don't even know how to compose poetry, so how can they possibly win the first place in poetry contribution?"

His words had many supporters, and countless scholars shouted, "That's right, stop grandstanding here!"

"Yes! Get out of Qi, you are not welcome here!"

"A crude warrior!"

After the last person finished speaking, countless people in the room looked at him with murderous eyes.

If you can speak, just speak nicely! Why are you firing such a cannon?

Northern Qi was fond of literature, but perhaps more than 50% of those present were martial artists. When these words were spoken, they all glared at him!

Tuoba Xiong clasped his fists and saluted to Yipinju, saying, "Your Majesty, the Emperor of your country, is this how you treat guests?"

What responded to him was silence.

His status was too low and the matter was unclear, so Zhan Doudou did not respond.

But the emperor's silence did not mean that the ministers would not respond. "This is certainly not our way of entertaining guests. When dealing with friends, we should be polite. But if the other party is rude, we will not be polite to him!" The Imperial Censor Fei Shiji shouted.

Seeing that the imperial censor of the time said this, the students in the field were like they were injected with chicken blood and were filled with righteous indignation.

"Go check his background." Shen Zhong instructed the Jinyiwei who were accompanying him.

Zhan Doudou on the side didn't care at all and looked normal.

Tuoba Xiong, who was standing by the stage, was anxious. Without raising his head, he continued to ask in a deep voice, "What if an outsider takes this title?"

"How are you doing?"

Fisiki asked coldly.

"If an external minister takes the first place, I don't ask for being a guest of honor, I just want one thing for Your Majesty!" Tuoba Xiong raised his head and looked straight at the nothingness in the sky, his eyes firm and fearless.

Fishiji turned to look at the Emperor. This question was beyond his ability to answer.

Zhan Doudou glanced at Li An without leaving a trace, and said lightly: "Tell me."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Tuoba Xiong talked about his background: "I am the disciple of Yelu Xuan, the national teacher of Xihu. If I can win tonight, please give me another chance to meet my master!"

Zhan Doudou narrowed his eyes when he heard this and was secretly annoyed.

This person is really tactless. He actually talks about state affairs with me in such an entertaining scene?

With so many people present, gambling and fighting in public, and swaying public opinion, it would be difficult for me to refuse!
It's also because none of the scholars present were useful, and this foreign official looked down on them.

She looked at Li An, feeling relieved, and asked, "What do you think, Mr. Li?"

Damn it, I'm eating the melon and it's my fault again!
Li An nodded helplessly and said uncertainly with a blank expression: "Then, let's play?"

Hearing this, Zhan Doudou smiled, a very cheerful smile.

"Then it's up to you!" Hearing the Emperor's voice, everyone in the room became excited, and Xiao Renli's chest straightened up.

"Write a poem!"

"Yes, it's no use just talking without practice, the real thing will show up in action!"

"Let's listen to the best works of the Xihu people!"

Everyone in the field was shouting, but no one noticed the slightly raised corner of Tuoba Xiong's mouth.

He just used his true energy to make his voice drown out the whole audience: "In that case, I will show my ugliness!"

"Fireworks float in the sky, and the flowers are like brocade in the night sky.

The wind blows the willows and makes them dance, while the fragrance of the peach blossoms is strong. "

This person is clever, comparing the courtesan on the stage to peach blossoms in winter, which is quite a good match. Although there is a certain degree of flattery, it is undoubtedly a masterpiece that surpasses Xiao Renli. (Please don't take it too seriously, don't read this poem with your brain.)
"Is he really a genius?"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"How can I sit at the same table with him? I'd better go to the table with the kids!"

The faces of the onlookers changed drastically, and they nodded, acknowledging the quality of the poem, but they also looked around anxiously, hoping to find someone to step forward and resolve the crisis.

But after a while, no one spoke.

Only Xiao Renli was left, gritting his teeth with a gloomy expression.

"Does anyone else have an excellent work? If not, please let the host announce the result!"

Tuoba Xiong smiled confidently and looked around.

The host on the stage had a look of embarrassment on his face. After a moment of hesitation, he was about to ask the little emperor for his comment, but was interrupted by a female voice.

"Hehe! I think you prepared this poem in advance!"

This female voice came from the fifth floor of the building. Li An knew it was the voice of the Northern Barbarian Princess Xiang Ge Gina. Not only him, but also Zhan Doudou and a group of ministers who had seen Xiang Ge Gina could hear it.

The reason is simple: it is indeed this Xiangge Gina who makes people unforgettable.

(End of this chapter)