Before Wei Scholar could reply, Ms. Zhang's voice sounded from the side, "Brother Wei, I didn't expect it to be you. What does it have to do with you?"

The scholar helplessly smiled. Let Rong'er go, he really hadn't thought of that.

"Then, I'll go first. If I'm not wrong, the answer to the riddle of this lamp should be 'enchanting'." Li Jin said in a relaxed manner.

"It shouldn't be, right? If he guessed correctly again, isn't that taking care of two lanterns by himself? "Don't be human."

"I don't think so. I think it's Shadow."

"Brother, may I ask, what are your explanations for this' Shadow 'character?"

"Look, when this riddle unfolds, a bright moon shines on your head, and you can see shadows on the ground."

"Eh, brother, what you said makes sense. I have nothing to say to that."

"I didn't expect that in my entire life, this would be the first time I met someone who would approve of me." I didn't expect that in my entire life, this would be the first time I met someone who would approve of me.

"Well, I ask weakly, aren't the wine and pastries here free of charge?"

"Hehe, don't care about these details."

"…"

Chen Fengye sat on his teacher's chair as he looked at the handsome youth in front of him. He seemed to be around the same age as him, so how could he be so powerful?

"Everyone, Senior Liu had some matters to attend to, so he left first." "Before he left, he told me the answer to the riddle." Chen Xianye paused for a moment, seeing that there were no sounds coming from all directions, he then continued, "The riddle really is a pretty word. Congratulations, young master."

"Isn't it as usual? Someone help this young master take down the lantern and give it to him." Seeing that Li Jun had slowed down for a moment, Chen Xiongye jokingly said.

"Many thanks young master, but I will take this lantern myself." Li Jun slightly cupped her fist and sincerely said.

"Oh, then I want to have a good look at how you take this lantern, Young Master." Chen Yong curiously sized up Li Jun's life. This youngster in front of him had really aroused his interest.

Li Jun leaped into the air, lightly jumped over the lanterns, raised her hand, and pulled the lanterns into her embrace. Li Jin landed slowly on one foot, and Li Jin bowed in an imitating manner, "Everyone, please give way, please give way, I am only a Wu Fu Er."

Chen Xianye stealthily turned to my close servant and asked, "Little Wu, what do you think?"

"To reply young master, it's nothing more than a trick. I can only fool the commoners for a bit, so there's nothing to be surprised about." The waiter named Xiao Wu quietly replied.

"I think so too. However, with his age, he can be considered a talented person." Chen Xiongye muttered to himself.

The surnamed Wei had the urge to dive into the crevice and get slapped in the face so quickly. Zhang Rong'er could only angrily retort, "It's not a big deal to guess the riddle of the lantern. In the Wen Group, the most important thing is to respect the Wen Group."

Li Jun held back her laughter. Damned stubborn with her words. She wanted this young master to slap your face.

Old Ox felt that his wife was still as good as ever. She was gentle and considerate. Whoever married this girl surnamed Zhang would have eight lifetimes of bad luck to them.

After waiting for a moment, Chen Fengye said to the surroundings, "This year's Mid-Autumn Festival will be decided by me. If this is the case, you all can use the moon as your topic. What do you all think?"

"It's all at young master's command." The crowd replied in unison.

"Good. Two hours. Come, sit down. Everyone, please sit. "

After a while, when the servants were ready, Li Jun could not help but smile as she looked at the fine ink and paper placed in front of her. He hadn't said anything for a long time. He only remembered the phrase, "The sword must worry about killing, the mother must rain before she marries." It took a long time for him to stop being scolded by the old scholar in the city.

However, if it was writing the words for a month, then Li Jin would have long prepared a rough outline of the words that would have killed him. With a slight twist of his brush, he gently swept away the ink within the ink stone. Layers upon layers of arrays covered the ink stone, and just the fact that he was grinding the ink stone was sufficient to make one feel relaxed and happy. He tapped lightly on the ink stone with the brush, and after pausing for a moment, he spread out the paper.

Old Cow and Second Brother Qin stood behind Li Jin in a daze. They didn't know how to compose lyrics or compose melodies. They could only see their young master acting all high and mighty. It was really uncomfortable.

However, this did not stop the two oxen from thinking that their young master's writing skills were superb. Although they did not understand anything, their young master was truly amazing.

After all, compared to all the other scholars present, the young master had already stopped writing and was beginning to drink his tea.

He had been preparing for this day for a long time. Although it was not a few decades of hard work, it was true that he had put in a lot of effort and effort. If nothing unexpected happened, he would have a 90% chance of obtaining the top spot this time.

With the surname Wei, the scholar excitedly passed the paper in front of the young eunuch, "Young eunuch, please correct yourself."

Chen Xianye reluctantly waved his hand, "There's no need for that. Wen Zhai, we're just giving each other pointers."

After he finished speaking, he handed the scholar's paper over to his subordinates. For the sake of this paper gathering, he had specially invited a few scholars from the imperial capital.

After the article was delivered to the second floor, a few benevolent and benevolent old men bent down in front of it. They used the light from the lanterns to carefully read the article sent by the young noble, "This young master's writing is not bad, he will definitely be extraordinary in the future."

"I don't think the same as you. This human has no pride, so he can't bear the big responsibility."

The two people argued until their faces turned red. Everyone present had long since gotten used to this situation, and they did not intend to dissuade them. Thus, they just let them argue.

"If it wasn't for young master's request, this old man would never be living in the same room with a common man like you."

"Then scram for laozi!"

"Vulgar, vulgar, simply humiliating."

"…"

The guests, who were still thinking about how to get back to their words, obviously did not expect that those respected scholars would also start arguing. Right now, the most important thing was to polish his own work.

Li Jin finished writing early, but he was in no hurry, so he closed his eyes to rest.

Old Cow and Second Brother Qin did not dare to disturb them and could only stand obediently by the side.

Time passed quickly, and only after everyone had handed in their words did Li Jin begin to kill himself, carrying the paper with him as he walked towards Chen Xiongye.

Chen Fengye curiously asked, "I saw that Young Master had finished writing long ago, why did you have to wait until now to hand it over?"

Li Jin laughed as he replied, "The heavens are forbidding us from revealing our identity."

The young eunuch widened his eyes. This young man in front of him was actually joking with him. He truly was audacious. However, he did not take it to heart. He had not met such an interesting person in a long time.

However, if Chen Xianye were to know that this young man before him was the foster son of 'Li Jun who won't open her eyes', it would be too late for him to even cry.

After all the words had been sent to the great scholar, Chen Xiongye picked up his wine cup and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, it's the middle of autumn and the moon. It's a feast for the saints."

Everyone responded, "Blessed Sage."

Li Jin killed Old Cow and Old Qin, then poured each of them a cup of wine. Old Cow raised his head and the wine flowed into his stomach.

The old cow smacked his lips and said in surprise, "Young Master, good wine."

Li Jun knew that the old cow was a good wine, so she handed the wine jug to the old cow and began to eat the fruit that was not common in this season.

"..."

"What is this writing? It doesn't have any meaning."

"He's simply a literary scum."

"When I return, I will wash my eyes with ink."

"Wait a moment, look at this. Interesting."

"Shuidiao Getou"

"To be at peace in the middle and autumn, to celebrate and drink to the end of the autumn, with a heart full of emotions, to write this essay and place it in the hands of your foster father."

"When will the moon be bright? "Ask the blue sky about the wine!"

"…"

"It's difficult to say for sure that people would be happy when they are at peace with one another, and for the moon to be clear and round." "Let us hope that we will live on for a long time, with a distance of a thousand miles between us."

"Hey, old man, what do you think about the first one?"

"Please don't insult this article, how can a grain of rice compete with Haoyue?"

"It really is a song that has never been sung in history. I'm afraid no one here would be able to write such an essay."

"Once this essay is published, seven battles will be required to enjoy the glory of the moon."

"Great."

"Everyone, how about the title of chief of this essay?"

"This brat is called Li Jin Suicide, why don't we see what kind of talent the person who wrote this article is."

"Let's go, let's go."

After hearing the news that his subordinates had sent over, Chen Xiongye respectfully ascended the stairs to invite the great Confucianism out.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I wonder who the chief is?"

"Young master, this trip was not in vain. I never would have thought that there would be such a great talent in such a small place. I can't wait." The leading man said with a sigh.

"I wonder who Mr. Ye is talking about, could it be the Wei Yan of the Wei family?"

The man in the lead shook his head, "Although Young Master Wei's literary talent is not bad, he still needs to polish it a little before he can achieve anything."

"That is Ms. Zhang from the Zhang family. Although she is a woman, she has a literary name."

"This girl's writing style is too small, making her difficult to achieve greatness." The leader of the big scholars said with a smile.

"Little Wang really doesn't know who Mr. Ye is talking about." Chen Xiongye helplessly said.

The Great Confucius took out a piece of paper from his bosom. "This young noble should remember to return it to this old and useless one."

Chen Yong was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. Sir, you are a great scholar of your generation, is there a need to treat this piece of paper as a treasure?

Chen Fengye received the paper with both hands. Originally, he did not care much about it, but the more he read, the more he felt that this piece of paper was extraordinary, "Mr. Ye, who is this Li Jin killing?"

The leading man said, "This old and useless one also wants to know. Since you've finished reading, return it to this old one. "

Before he could react, the paper in his hand was snatched back by the old man. After rolling it up, he hurriedly stuffed it into his bosom.

Looking at his empty hands, Chen Xiongye hurriedly asked, "Mr. Ye, I don't know about this …"

Without waiting for Chen Xiongye to finish his questions, the Minister replied, "It can hold the country."

Chen Xiongye sucked in a breath of cold air. That was a bit amazing.

Chen Xianye led the scholars to the front of the hall, and the drinking crowd hurriedly stood up, "We pay our respects to the gentlemen."

"No need for formalities, no need for formalities." The old man said kindly. Although most of the children's words were written a little poorly, it was not easy for anyone to know how to be courteous.

"Grandpa Ye, I missed you so much!" Zhang Rong'er stuck out her tongue as she playfully looked at the leading man.

"Girl, you're missing this old man. Why don't you come visit me?"

If he didn't know this Zhang girl's character, Li Jin would have thought her quite cute.

But now that Li Jin saw the situation, he felt his heart churn endlessly. He wanted to vomit, and so on and so forth. It was quite urgent.