Chapter 324 Dragon Gate Jade Boy

Jiang Wentong was very impatient. Seeing that the incense was almost burned, he could not wait any longer, so he went over and wrote the poem.

Then he snatched the poem from someone else's hand, looked at it for a few seconds, and obviously knew he was no match for his opponent, so he angrily threw it aside, and then, as if to vent his anger, he tore up his own poem.

The room was silent.

Jiang Wentong gritted his teeth for a while, but still unwilling to give up, he said: "How can I write if they keep chattering non-stop!!"

He has never been popular to begin with, and now everyone wants to praise Tang Shirong and the other two, and they all want to step on him for no reason. What's more, his behavior shows that he can't afford to lose.

Someone immediately mocked him, "It's our fault. I guess we disturbed him for no reason during the county exam, which is why Brother Jiang lost!"

"That's true. There are birds singing outside the window and people talking inside the window. There is noise everywhere. There must be a reason why I can't write."

Jiang Wentong said angrily: "That's enough. No matter how bad I am, I am better than you two-faced villains!"

He turned to Tang Shirong and said, "I am having trouble coming up with ideas today. Let's find another day to do it."

"That's not necessary," Tang Shirong said gently, "I've said before that I want to review my studies at home. If Brother Jiang insists on competing, why not compete with other talented people at the provincial examination hall?"

Someone chuckled: "That's right, what's the point of competing at this time? Why don't we meet in the palace examination hall to see who's the real deal!!"

"I won't!" Jiang Wentong said with his eyes wide open: "I want to compete now! I will still be here tomorrow. If you don't come by then, I will come to your door!"

He said this very skillfully, and he had no idea how many times he had forced others to do so.

Tang Shirong slowly stopped smiling and was about to speak.

Yan Shenjue paused for a moment and said coldly, "If you lose again, you will get enlightenment? I am eleven and he is fifteen. You have studied five or ten years more than us, but you are still not as good as us. You don't want to make progress, but you are cheating. So this is the demeanor of students in Longmen County?"

Everyone: “…”

This is always the case when a scholar meets a soldier.

Jiang Wentong had never seen such blunt and harsh words, such a merciless style.

He was stunned for a moment, then angrily said: "You..."

He pointed his finger and it touched the cold tip of a sword, and a drop of blood oozed out.

Even Tang Shirong was startled and urged: "Xiao Jue, Xiao Jue, don't be angry..." He held his hand: "Be good and put the sword away. How can you draw your sword in such a literary battle? Be obedient and put it away quickly."

Yan Shenjue looked at Jiang Wentong coldly, with murderous intent filling his lungs.

Jiang Wentong's angry expression froze on his face, his face turned pale with fear, sweat broke out all over his body, he suddenly took a few steps back, his legs almost went weak and he sat down on the ground.

The more arrogant a person is, the more afraid he is of power, because they are used to bullying the weak with their strength, so when they encounter someone stronger, they feel more deeply and become cowardly more quickly.

Yan Shenjue slowly retracted his sword.

Although he doesn't talk much, he is not a bad-tempered person and he is not angry.

But he didn't care about his reputation anyway, so he stepped forward to solve the problem and asked Tang Shirong for help.

After all, how can you compare to someone who won a small literary meeting? After winning, someone couldn't stand losing and provoked someone, and finally forced the other county's case leader to draw his sword and question him... What about such a legendary story? The higher Tang Shirong climbed, the more the rumors would lean towards him, that he would be better and more graceful. Anyway, Jiang Wentong had come to his doorstep, so annoying, why didn't he step on him? He had always been keen on such things.

Anyway, Tang Shirong made a few remarks and the two of them left without even eating, and everyone went their separate ways.

A few days later, Tang Shirong had a reputation as "Longmen Yulang". Everyone praised him for his good writing and poetry, handsome appearance, and humble and graceful personality. As for Jiang Wentong, it goes without saying that he was a clown in the rumors.

At this moment, Tang Shirong casually invited Qiu Haochen and a man named Mei Zhixu to have dinner at the restaurant.

Mei Zhixu was the third person who was supposed to write a poem but didn't write one in the end. He ranked fifth in the county examination. Tang Shirong looked at him coldly and thought that he was smart and open-minded and worth making friends with.

Qiu Haochen was already familiar with each other, but Mei Zhixu was a stranger at first, but he gradually relaxed after chatting for a while. The three of them had a very pleasant chat. Yan Shenjue sat aside, listening quietly and occasionally interjecting.

He had that feeling of being watched again.

People who practice martial arts are particularly sensitive to this kind of gaze, but after looking several times, they saw nothing.

Of course, if someone were hiding in the room and looking through the hole, they would not be able to find it.

But who would spy on him like this? ? A professional lurker like the Shadow Guard would not reveal his aura and give people this feeling, and his perception would not be so clear, so this is not the Shadow Guard, so who is it?

If it were any other time, he would have asked the shadow guard to investigate.

But this time, he was inexplicably reluctant to examine it in detail.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Tang Shirong turned his head to look at him inquiringly, but he just shook his head.

After the two of them finished their meal, they went back to the village first. After all, today was a festival.

Before they arrived, the driver Nineteen said with a smile, "Master, Xinbao is waiting!"

Yan Shenjue opened the car door and went out, followed by his second brother. They saw Xinbao wrapped in a cloak sitting on a small tree on the small hillock at the entrance of the village. He was a small figure.

The second elder brother couldn't help laughing and said, "Xinbao is like a... Wangge stone."

Yan Shenjue nodded and jumped off the carriage. Xinbao also saw them, threw up his cloak, and ran over: "Brother!! Brother Xiaoxian!! I have been waiting for you for a long, long time!!"

Yan Shenjue laughed and said, "Why don't you wait at home? It's so cold!"

"It's not cold," Xinbao opened his little fist, inside which were two small cauliflower flowers: "Today is a festival, and you guys don't have any flowers to wear, so Xinbao brought them specially for you to wear!! Otherwise you won't grow taller and won't sleep well!"

She picked up one with her chubby little fingers, pulled Yan Shen Jue down, and pushed it into Yan Shen Jue's bun.

The second brother also squatted down to let her take it, but Yan Shenjue was wearing a free and easy scarf, so he could just stuff it into the gap. However, the second brother was wearing a jade crown, so it couldn't hold the little flower at all. She had been holding it in her hand for who knows how long, and it had become soft a long time ago, so she couldn't stuff it in.

Xinbao was getting anxious, and muttered, "Brother, what's wrong with your hair?"

What do you mean by how long your head is!

The second brother chuckled and pinched one of her pigtails: "Xinbaoer, do you still remember that you liked the second brother the most back then, saying that he was the most handsome and wanted to marry him?"

Xinbao's head was tilted by his pulling. After shaking it several times, the braid still didn't come back. She immediately changed her tone: "Hey! What's wrong with your braid? Why don't you stay on my second brother's head? He's my best-looking brother!!"

The second brother couldn't stop laughing, so he let go of her hand. Tuanzi ran away two steps like flying, tilted his little head, and said with bright eyes: "What, you said it's not pretty enough, you want to stay on the head of the more beautiful little fairy brother?"

Second brother: “…”

(End of this chapter)