"Brother Yun, what do you want this book to be made?"

When Li Qingzhao saw Yun Yi want to collect her collection of poems, she was already happy, but she still asked with a cute look on her face.

Yun Yi rolled the collection of poems into a paper tube and knocked on her little forehead, "You have to care!"

"Ah!" Li Qingzhao laughed and made a proud face at Yun Yi.

Zhao Mujin rolled her eyes when she looked around. She really ate enough dog food today.

Pan Yi looked at the scene in front of him in amazement, blinking his eyes, and finally looked at Yun Yi and the playful Li Qingzhao thoughtfully.

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Golden Wind Tower.

Go to Jin Mingchi and return with his men.

When Mi Fu learned that Yun Yi had left the Luoshui Poetry Club, he shouted that it was a pity.

Su Wanwan was not giving up and muttered that she wanted to ask someone to take someone to Yun Yi's house, but was stopped by Mi Fu.

"No obstacle, you will meet with fate."

Su Wanwan curled her lips. She wanted to see Yun Yi and let him see his fellow brothers after seeing him, but she didn't expect that the plan would fail.

Although Mi Fu said that, he never stopped admiring the words "Moyuer" written by Yun Yi in his hand.

This is the most popular stage of the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting, and the talents in the yard downstairs show their skills.

Xu Fen was a little hesitant in the crowd, and he had just asked someone to inquire. The song "Shuyuer" seemed to have been unanimously recognized by several major officials...

Looking at the brush dipped ink in my hand, Xu Fen looked at his companion behind him with a little bitterness: Why are you writing slap in the face? Isn’t this a slap in the face by me?

Several of his companions were unaware of this, and when they saw him looking back, they cheered loudly: "Brother Xu, write quickly, don't let the people from Fengboting steal the limelight again."

There are four pavilions in the front courtyard of Jinfeng Tower, which correspond to Fenglinhuo Mountain and Fengbo Pavilion in the east. The person who is led is Zhang Yuan, the son of Zhang Dun, and Lin Yanting in the north. The person who is stationed is Mi Youren, the son of Mi Fu, and the Huoyun Pavilion in the south is left to candidates from other places. As for the last Shanhai Pavilion, it is a group of Imperial College students led by Xu Fen.

Xu Fen also had real talents and knowledge, but unfortunately he didn't use the right place. At this time, facing Zhang Yuan's provocation, he felt he was ready to be hasty.

Thinking of the man's explanation, Xu Fen couldn't help but look at a windowsill on the second floor.

"I don't know how your Highness Duan is doing?"

Xu Fen muttered in his heart, shook his head, and simply wrote down the words he had prepared.

Thinking of Ni Manqing, Xu Feng felt a sense of heat in his heart. He looked at the empty windowsill with fear, and felt a smile on his eyebrows for a long time and could not be relieved...

The sight crosses the mountains of rockery, and is in an elegant room on the second floor of Jinfeng Tower.

Zhao Ji slapped his thigh hard and said with a smile: "Okay, you really didn't disappoint me. Who will accompany me in a while?"

After the words came, Gao Qiu, who was sitting next to the desk to pack his pens and ink, moved his eyes. He was about to volunteer, but his shoulders sank. When he looked back, he saw the prince-consor Wang Shi shook his head at him.

Gao Qiu was stunned at first, then looked at the people opposite him who were bowing their heads and silently, and a smile of contempt and disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Above the head of the hall, Zhao Ji's smiling face gradually became stiff. Seeing that no one agreed with him, his eyebrows were furrowed.

"What, are you afraid?"

Zhao Ji's voice became low and his face was a little sinister. However, even so, except Gao Qiu, the others present still buried their heads, and did not even have the courage to look at him directly.

Just then.

"Your Highness, the villain is willing to go!"

"oh!"

Everyone looked at the sound, and even Gao Qiu and Wang Feng turned around inexplicably.

I saw a blond man with golden hair and golden eyes standing there quietly in the corner of the fairyland...

"Is he?"

"Wang Fu!"

"Who is it?"

At the head of the hall, Zhao Ji couldn't help but frown when he listened to the whispers of everyone. He was familiar with history books and said that Wang Fu of the Eastern Han Dynasty was not a good thing.

However, among so many "humerus ministers", only Wang Fu, the most inconspicuous, stood up, and Zhao Ji would not abandon it just because of a name.

At that moment, he burst into laughter and looked at He Zhizhong beside him, "Shilarious Minister He, if I remember correctly, he should have brought it to you, right?"

He Zhizhong glanced at Wang Fu who was so self-recommendation, nodded with satisfaction, and bowed and replied, "Yes, Jiang Ming is the son of my old friend."

"Yeah, not bad!"

Zhao Ji looked at Wang Fu with a smile. Seeing him waiting for his response with a pious look on his face, he immediately became more affectionate with him.

After thinking about it, Zhao Ji immediately agreed to take him upstairs.

But at this moment, Wang Shi suddenly stepped forward and bowed and said, "Your Highness, if you want to meet all the Grand Secretary, I can recommend one person to go with you."

Zhao Ji quickly took back his words and turned his head to look at Wang Zhi, "Is there a better candidate for uncle?"

Wang Qi glanced at He Zhizhong, smiled and shook his head and said, "It's not a question, it's just a walk."

As he said that, he signaled Gao Qiu to come forward and said complacently: "Xiao Gao, just follow Your Highness. You were the little history of Mr. Dongpo. I believe they would still be concerned about the incense, so they would not be driven out by them as soon as they entered the door."

“Wow…”

As Wang Yi finished speaking, the whole room suddenly became noisy, and many people looked at Gao Qiu differently.

At the moment, what Zhao Ji is most impatient is to win over the people upstairs. If Gao Qiu can really fulfill his mission with his old love, then Zhao Ji will ascend to the throne in the future, and this Gao Qiu will be designated to become a success!

For a time, Gao Qiu and Wang Fu became the focus of everyone's conversation.

The only two different things present were He Zhizhong and Wang Fu, who recommended himself. The two looked at each other and finally He Zhizhong shook his head with a wry smile, while Wang Fu looked at Gao Qiu thoughtfully.

As for Gao Qiu's reaction, to be honest, he had already prepared for many things today, and he was not happy or sad at this time. He just felt a little disdainful of Wang Qi's cleverness.

Gao Qiu bowed to Zhao Ji and said respectfully: "I wish to serve your nobleman!"

In a simple sentence, there is a little bit of confidence in self-confidence, as if he had already raised his troops for a thousand days, and he would wait for Zhao Ji to use his troops for a while.

As a superior, Zhao Ji naturally likes to hear such words the most and immediately makes a decision: "Okay, let's go with me!"

The moment Gao Qiu got up, he glanced at Wang Fu. The two met briefly in their eyes. They felt like they had met the "like-minded" person, and they actually felt a little sympathetic.

"Jiangming, you go with me." Zhao Ji had some idea of ​​being a ruling man. Knowing that Wang Fu was recommended by He Zhizhong, he still had to give He Zhizhong some face.
Chapter completed!