Qi Junguang retreated from the crowd, lost his soul and stumbled back to the chair.

Losing is not terrible, what is terrible is that he cannot discover Jing Zhe's flaws at all.

He could not understand why the man in front of him, who was younger than him, had an absurd level of attainment in poetry and calligraphy.

Is this... still human?

Emperor An was the king of a country, so he naturally could not push up like others, but he knew only by listening to the praises of the audience and seeing Qi Junguang's distraught appearance.

It seems that Jing Zhe won again!

But what exactly did he write to fundamentally destroy Qi Junguang's confidence?

The more I thought about it, the more curious he became, so he stood up regardless of his identity: "Come on, let me see what Jing Zhe wrote!"

As he said that, he walked up. Seeing this, everyone immediately gave up a way, and Zhu Xining and Prince Su Moyan followed closely and walked into the crowd.

Seeing everyone gathering in front, Bai Qingyuan stood up and stopped not far from Su Mowu, saying in a voice that only two people could hear: "Your Highness, Jing Zhe is best to be friends. Even if you can't make friends, you should not be enemies!"

After saying that, he also followed Song Baiyun into the crowd.

Su Mowu looked ahead and nodded.

Jing Zhe's strength has exceeded their expectations, especially his identity as Jing Wenmao's son, which made him covet: If he could be recruited, would the invisible huge power behind him be used for himself?

Suddenly, he saw Su Moyan walking up and having a great time talking with Jing Zhe, frowned: If you can't get him, it will ruin him! No one can stop him on the way forward!

...

Emperor An came to the front and looked at the two poems written in different calligraphy on rice paper. He was so energetic that he couldn't put it down.

Then he turned around and looked at Bai Qingyuan and Song Baiyun, "You can comment!"

After Bai Qingyuan and Song Baiyun came in, they looked at each other carefully. When they heard Emperor An ask, they looked at each other. In addition to being shocked, they were more lonely and unwilling.

Sighing, Bai Qingyuan said, "Your Majesty, I can't comment!"

"Um?"

Andi was stunned for a moment, "How can I not comment?"

"because--"

Bai Qingyuan smiled bitterly. Although he didn't want to admit it, he still had to say, "I'm not as good as him!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was shocked.

The weight of this sentence is even more surprising than Song Baiyun's words: "I feel inferior to myself"!

After all, Bai Qingyuan is the Grand Tutor, and his literary skills are no less than many masters. Otherwise, how could he become the teacher of King Xiang? Although he was not successful, how could he be the judge today?

Even he said, "I am not as good as him." It seems that from today on, Jing Zhe's name will be heard throughout Anguo - no, the third prince of Southern Qi lost so badly, Jing Zhe's name should be extremely loud in Southern Qi, but it is estimated that it is mostly in the infamous!

Emperor An was quite satisfied with this answer and looked at Song Baiyun again.

Song Baiyun's answer is exactly the same as Bai Qingyuan.

"I'm not as good as him!"

Not as good as Jing Zhe, he naturally couldn't comment. Emperor An didn't force himself and looked at the last judge Zhu Xining.

"I'm not as good as him."

Zhu Xining answered the same way, but her tone was very different from Bai Qingyuan and Song Baiyun. She was not lonely, but a little pride and pride.

After hearing this, Emperor An laughed and turned around and wanted to leave. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something again. Then he ordered: "General Sui, please help me put away this character, frame it back and hang it in the conference hall!"

"Yes, your Majesty!"

After hearing this, the talented men around him were envious of Jing Zhe, and they could be kept in the collection of Emperor An, and they could brag for a long time just by going out to brag.

Then he shook his head again. Jing Zhe's strength is just awesome. How can he brag?

Emperor An took the lead in returning to his seat, and Jing Zhe followed behind, waiting for the final promotion result. At this time, Su Moyan walked up and stood in front of him, as if he had something to say.

"Young Master Jing, it's better to meet than to be famous!"

Jing Zhe looked confused. He couldn't tell whether it was King Xiang or the crown prince. He opened his mouth and didn't know how to answer.

Zhu Xinning happened to follow him and whispered: "This is Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

Su Moyan looked at Zhu Xining and smiled and said nothing. After Zhu Xining prompted her, she walked forward quickly. After all, she was a judge and she had to record the results.

Jing Zhe bowed and smiled, "I don't know how to let His Highness hear him?"

Su Moyan smiled: "I heard Mo Chen often mention it!"

No wonder, it seems that Su Mochen and the prince have a good relationship, otherwise they would not always be in front of him.

So he said a little embarrassedly: "Your Highness, I wonder what Princess Mo Chen praised? But you don't have to believe it too much, it's just a false praise!"

Su Moyan was stunned and said, "I didn't praise you!"

"Didn't praise me?"

Jing Zhe hurriedly asked, "What do Princess Mo Chen often mention me?"

"She is scolding you!"

“…”

"For example, if you scold you for not keeping your word, you are shameless, timid, as timid as a mouse, a turtle, etc. I see you today, and I feel that it is not the case. At least you are very brave!"

“…”

Seeing Jing Zhe look embarrassed, Su Moyan comforted again: "But you don't have to be too sad. Mo Chen often scolds people, not just scolds yourself."

After hearing this, Jing Zhe felt a little better, but then he heard Su Moyan say.

"But you have to ask her to scold her several times every day, and it seems that you are the first one!"

“…”

Jing Zhe is so angry. Didn’t he just see your body, let’s put you on the pigeon? As for hating me so much?

...

Back in the seat, Andi was refreshed.

He glanced at Qi Junguang and asked, "The Third Prince, what do you think of Jing Zhe's calligraphy?"

Although he believes that his skills are not as good as others, as the third prince of Southern Qi, Qi Junguang will not admit defeat in person and surrender his status.

"If I remember correctly, there will be three rounds of competition in this poem. Who can win the last one is a real victory? What does winning one count?"

"The Third Prince, not one game, two games!"

After being teased by Su Moyan, Jing Zhe, who was very angry, came over and started to fight in person, spreading all his anger on him.

Qi Junguang was stunned at first, and then said disdainfully: "So what if you win two games? Have you won this competition?"

"It's just like you won."

Jing Zhe looked at him with contempt and regretted: "Hey, I would have read the two poems just now together if I had known it. I would not even give you the chance to advance. Let's see if you dare to speak up!"

“…”

Qi Junguang originally wanted to refute a few more words, but then he thought that if he really had this strength, it would be even more ridiculous if he quibbled.

Just keep silent and wait for the last show.
Chapter completed!