Chapter 156： The real face-to-face test of the wind and cloud conference

"Yes." Meng Fuying looked at the prime minister, feeling a little more amused in his heart, this prime minister is quite cute, even if he wants someone to challenge him, he doesn't have to be so obvious.

Her simple answer could not be simpler, her voice was very soft, but it had irresistible courage, and it also made the people below who were stupefied slightly regain their senses.

"Wow, this young master is really here to challenge. Even Young Master Bai dares to challenge. He must be very talented and has extraordinary literary talents." People in the audience praised her after hearing her words.

Especially those women were extremely excited one by one. Originally, Bai Yichen was considered a dragon among men, but in every Fengyun conference, Bai Yichen had always been the protagonist and was always favored by all the women.

But when Meng Fuying appeared, everyone turned towards Meng Fuying.

Bai Yichen's face became more and more gloomy, his eyes looked coldly at Meng Fuying, and he said in a deep voice, "Okay, very good, finally someone dares to come up to challenge."

However, in his cold voice, there was obvious sarcasm, and he obviously didn't believe that anyone could beat him.

Meng Fuying glanced at Bai Yichen slightly, smiled lightly, but didn't say anything. She really had nothing to say about this man.

Moreover, the time was too short just now, the make-up was not in place when she was in Beiyuan country, and she did not take the medicine that can change her voice, so her words can be as simple as possible, so as to avoid being seen as strange .

Meng Yuntian was sweating from shock. He had seen Meng Fuying's real appearance and recognized her, but, on such an occasion, he couldn't pull her down.

"Hey, isn't this the miraculous doctor who healed the Empress Dowager?" The emperor looked at her for a moment, thought for a while, and said with a bit of astonishment, but there was a little uncertainty in his voice.

It looks like a genius doctor, but it seems to be a little different, such as the figure. In terms of sound, they don't quite resemble each other.

"Father, the genius doctor is a little stronger, and his appearance is a little rougher." Xuanyuan Qing also kept looking at Meng Fuying, and she couldn't help saying when she heard the emperor's words.

However, in her eyes, there is no other woman-like nympho, but a bit of inquiry.

In the past, when Meng Fuying turned into men's clothing, she underwent extremely delicate disguises. Special treatments were done on her face, between her eyebrows and feathers, and around her throat, so that the beauty was extremely concealed. At this moment, she didn't have time to cover it up, so she just changed into a man's clothes and dealt with it briefly.

"Well, what Qing'er said is right, it seems to be, and it seems not to be." The emperor frowned slightly, and his voice was a little more puzzled.

"However, he is really good-looking. This is the first time I have seen such a good-looking man. As a woman, I am a little jealous." Xuanyuan Qing smiled and said half-truthfully.

"Hey, Qing'er is not interested in him, is it? How about I recruit a son-in-law for you?" The emperor turned his eyes quickly when he heard Xuanyuan Qing's words, looked at Xuanyuan Qing, and said with a little expectation.

Although he hasn't said anything for so many years, he is also worried about Xuanyuan Qing's matter in his heart, just because he knows that Xuanyuan Qing's temper is too stubborn, and he really doesn't dare to make up her mind.

Now hearing her words, I feel a little more hopeful in my heart.

"Cough." Xuanyuan Ye just took a sip of tea, and when he heard the emperor's words, he almost spit out the tea in his mouth. Fortunately, his self-control was strong enough, so he swallowed it abruptly, but he still choked.

The corner of her lips couldn't help but twitch.

Dongfang Shuo's eyes suddenly widened, slightly, and quietly glanced at Xuanyuan Qing. In astonishment, she seemed to be somewhat annoyed. Why, her eyes could accommodate any man, but not him?

Xuanyuan Qing froze for a moment, and looked at Meng Fuying on the stage with her eyes again, but the focus of her eyes did not seem to be on Meng Fuying, and there was a bit of pain that could not be hidden deep in her eyes.

No matter how much she tried to forget, she couldn't completely forget.

However, when the emperor saw her appearance, he didn't know what she was thinking. He just thought that she really liked the person on stage, and couldn't help but feel a little more joy on his face. He stood up suddenly, very hearty He said with a smile, "Okay, okay, I will personally go up to judge them today, and see if he can..."

The words paused slightly on purpose, a pair of eyes glanced at Xuanyuan Qing meaningfully, and continued, "See if he can beat Bai Yichen."

Then, without waiting for Xuanyuan Ye and others to speak, they quickly walked towards the stage.

Meng Yuntian quickly came back to his senses, but seeing that the emperor had already walked up, he could only sigh secretly, Fu'er might have played it this time.

"The emperor." The prime minister saw the emperor coming up in person, hurriedly greeted him, and welcomed the emperor onto the stage.

Meng Fuying was slightly stunned, she didn't expect the emperor to come up in person, the emperor was sitting on the stage, so close to her, he might recognize her.

However, she had to let the emperor come up.

Turning his eyes slightly, he looked at Xuanyuan Ye slightly, but he saw Xuanyuan Ye was just drinking tea slowly, as if he was in a state of no one.

"Bai Yichen sees the emperor." Bai Yichen saluted again and again, but his attitude was extremely respectful.

"See Your Majesty." Meng Fuying saluted again and again.

"Well, let's get back together." The emperor's eyes swept over Bai Yichen, and then landed on Meng Fuying's body, with a smile in his eyes and obvious admiration, and he said softly again, "I'm here, it's just Listen in, so you don't have to be nervous, just do whatever you want."

"Yes, Cao Min understands." Meng Fuying lowered her eyes slightly, and responded in a low voice, but the corners of her lips tugged slightly. The emperor seemed to love her too much, could it be that she already knew it was her? right?

"By the way, what's your name?" When Meng Fuying was thinking secretly, the emperor suddenly asked again.

Meng Fuying was slightly stunned, and opened her eyes slightly, with a hint of astonishment in her expression. It turned out that the emperor didn't know it was her. Since he didn't know it was her, why did he love her so much?

"The name of the grassroots is Tang Miao." No matter what Meng Fuying did, she never thought that it would be the emperor who asked her name. Now that the emperor asked her, she couldn't answer, and since she couldn't use her real name, she could only make it up. I hope that the emperor will not blame her for the crime of deceiving the emperor afterwards.

Xuanyuanye raised his eyes slightly, looked at her, and shook his head secretly. After all, she was getting more and more courageous, even daring to lie to the emperor.

"Well, good name." Hearing her words, the emperor smiled a little more on his face, and the appreciation in his eyes became more obvious. It was an unabashed boast.

After the emperor took the stage, he only glanced at Bai Yichen, and then he looked straight at Meng Fuying, and his attention and appreciation for Meng Fuying couldn't be more obvious.

Bai Yichen's complexion became more and more gloomy, and slowly turned black, but in front of the emperor, he naturally didn't dare to be too reckless, so he could only try his best to endure the unhappiness in his heart, and tried his best to maintain a very far-fetched look. laugh.

"Tang Miao, this name is really good." Under the stage, Xuanyuan Qing said in a low voice, her eyes were still looking straight at Meng Fuying, but there seemed to be more and more strange things. Familiar, in my heart, there is a very strange feeling faintly.

It seems that there is an answer that is ready to come out, but it is a little bit elusive and unreasonable.

Dongfang Shuo's face froze slightly when he heard her words. His eyes turned to her again, and when he saw her looking straight at Meng Fuying, his expression became more gloomy, and he said sullenly, "Why? ? So you like this kind of little boy?"

In the voice, there was a little bit of anger, but it also had a sour taste. Although he knew that the person on the stage was Meng Fuying, seeing Xuanyuan Qing's eyes and hearing her words, he couldn't help but feel sad. , still can not help but depressed.

Xuanyuan Qing was slightly stunned, and slowly turned her eyes to look at him. Seeing the anger on his face, she was even more stunned, and her expression became a little more awkward. She didn't know how to answer him for a while, so she could only smile slightly. lowered his eyes.

If someone else said such a thing, she might get angry and couldn't help but refute, but for Dongfang Shuo, she always felt a little sorry in her heart.

Xuanyuan Ye's eyes flickered slightly, and he couldn't help but sighed secretly. These two people are obviously the perfect two people, but they are playing tricks on others and can't be together.

"Let's start the competition now." On the high platform, the emperor still looked at Meng Fuying, and smiled softly, with a very satisfied smile in his eyes. Now he is, the more satisfied the father-in-law looks at the son-in-law.

"Okay, the game begins." The prime minister heard the emperor's words and shouted loudly again and again.

Bai Yichen tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, quickly glanced at Meng Fuying, and said again in a deep voice, "Brother Tang, please."

It's just that there was a bit of viciousness in that voice, and naturally a bit of complacency.

"Please." Meng Fuying also smiled slightly, and said lightly. For his complacency, he just smiled lightly.

Bai Yichen's eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his lips curled into a hint of sarcasm. Next, he will let him know how powerful he is, and will completely defeat him, making him lose miserably.

Bai Yichen and Meng Fuying sat on the chairs in the middle of the high platform. The distance between the two chairs was only three meters.

"Your Majesty, why don't you come up with the topic yourself." The Prime Minister suddenly turned to the Emperor and said respectfully.

"Okay, then I will come up with the question." The emperor did not shirk, and agreed very readily.

"Your Majesty, the grassroots have a request." Meng Fuying suddenly looked at the Emperor and said pleadingly.

"Oh, what request do you have? Let me hear it." The emperor was stunned for a moment, and then said softly. There was no dissatisfaction in his voice, but a little more appreciation for being able to dare to talk to him on such an occasion. There are not many people who make requests. This young man is indeed courageous.

"Since it was the emperor who set the topic, Caomin begs the emperor to only write about literature and not involve politics." Meng Fuying was slightly stunned, then said again.

When it comes to political affairs, if it comes to too sensitive issues, I'm afraid it's not good, and, after all, she doesn't know much about political affairs, especially the situation in ancient times.

Since the emperor favored her so much when he came up, and now the emperor personally set the topic, she put forward the request in her heart.

"This..." The emperor was slightly stunned, with some hesitation in his expression, and his eyes turned slightly to Bai Yichen, as if he was asking for Bai Yichen's meaning.

"Mr. Bai is known to be the number one talent in the world, so today the grassroots only want to challenge Mr. Bai's literary talents." Meng Fuying smiled slightly, looked at Bai Yichen slightly, and said softly again, "I don't know Mr. Bai how about?"

In that faint voice, there was a bit of obvious challenge. Bai Yichen had always been extremely arrogant, and he couldn't help being excited at all.

As soon as she heard the challenge in her words, she said in a deep voice, "Okay, I will do as you said."

In that voice, there is a bit more complacency, and literature has always been his most complacent. This request is actually exactly what he wanted.

"Okay, since the two young masters have no objections, I'm going to ask the question now." Seeing that Bai Yichen agreed, the emperor said again and again with a slight smile on his face.

Then he looked at Meng Fuying again, thought for a while, and then said, "Why not, let's start with something simple."

To be honest, in his heart, he still didn't quite believe that someone could beat Bai Yichen.

So, he wanted to do something simple first, thinking in his heart, at least not let this boy lose too quickly.

"Let's answer the words first." The emperor's eyes flickered slightly, "I will say a word, and the two young masters will answer it. If one of them fails to answer, it will be a loser, and there can be no repetition. Those in front are also losers."

Actually, this looks simple, but it is also somewhat difficult. It requires extremely quick responses and a large number of vocabulary in your mind.

"Let's start with the little known." The emperor thought for a while and said an idiom.

"Please first." Bai Yichen looked at Meng Fuying, but his modest words didn't mean to be humble at all.

Meng Fuying didn't refuse either, and continued without thinking, "Knowledge is not a lie."

"Unbelievably stupid" Bai Yichen immediately continued, the corners of his lips slightly pulled a little more mockingly, he was answering words, but he seemed to be mocking Meng Fuying even more.

Xuanyuanye's eyes narrowed slightly, and the depths of the eyes became a little colder, and the hand holding the teacup also tightened slightly.

The emperor's face also sank slightly, but at the moment it was more like a competition, and Bai Yichen only answered one word.

Meng Fuying didn't care about it at all, and continued again, "You have a fish in your mouth."

Bai Yichen wanted to taunt her, but he had no defense, so let him taunt, and now let him be proud.

It's useless to be proud now, it depends on who can have the last laugh and become the final winner.

"Yubohu camp."

"The camp lights are freezing."

"Freeze and defrost."

"Release the car and get off."

"There is no place to walk."

"The earth is north and the sky is south."

"North, south, east, west."

"Journey to the West and Swing to the East."

"Break it all."

"The family is broken."

"Death never waits."

"Sleep at night and sleep at night."

"I can't help myself."

"I'm hungry and I'm drowning."

"Doting is unknown."

"Understood."

"Brilliant on the spot."

"Colored pens make flowers."

Both of them answered quickly, without the slightest thought or hesitation. In a short while, there had been more than ten years of rounds, and everyone was shocked to see it.

Regarding Bai Yichen's talent, everyone has seen it with their own eyes, but they never expected that this young man is so quick-witted, without even a slight pause in the middle, everyone just felt that he didn't even take a breath, as if he was Then spit it out in one breath.

"This man's literary talent is really amazing. It's really rare to have such a stunning beauty and such a good literary talent." Da Xijing's eyes were straightened at the moment, and she couldn't help but said, looking straight at There was an obvious strangeness in Meng Fuying's eyes.

Da Xiran glanced at her again with a slight warning, but, in her eyes at this moment, there was no way she could see Da Xiran, but she was just looking straight at Meng Fuying.

Da Xiran turned slightly to Xuanyuan Che, but at this moment Xuanyuan Che didn't seem to hear Da Xijing's words at all, and was looking straight at Meng Fuying on the stage.

It's just that in those cold eyes, there seems to be a little more thinking and a little more doubt.

"Okay, the two sons are really good at writing. It seems that there will be no winner or loser for a while, so let's change to the second topic." The emperor looked even more delighted, but, looking at When he turned to Meng Fuying's profile, he felt a faint but strange familiarity, which might be the reason why he looked so much like a genius doctor.

So the emperor didn't pay too much attention to it, and the answer just now was just a temptation for the emperor. Seeing that he answered so smoothly, he felt a little bit more confident in his heart, and he had a little more confidence in him, so he interrupted. them.

Bai Yichen looked at Meng Fuying again, the sarcasm on his lips had faded away, and there was a little bit more astonishment in his eyes.

However, the arrogance on his face remained the same, and he didn't believe that this young man could really beat him.

"The two of you will write a poem with the West Lake as the scenery." The emperor thought for a while, and this time he said slowly, but his expression seemed to be a little more painful, and his voice was slightly lowered.

Meng Yuntian who was off the field regained his senses slightly, turned his eyes slightly, and looked at the emperor. Seeing the pain in the emperor's expression, he couldn't bear it. It seemed that the emperor thought of Concubine Rou again.

Back then, the emperor was Concubine Rou whom he met by the West Lake. At that time, Concubine Rou was squatting by the lake, brushing the surface of the lake with a weeping willow in her hand.

Looking from a distance, it looks like a fairy left behind in the world. It is so beautiful that it makes people trance, but it is also somewhat vivid and cute.

At that moment, the emperor was completely stunned and dumbfounded. He just looked at her straight, wanted to move forward, but didn't dare to approach her, for fear of breaking the beauty, for fear that as soon as he approached, she would disappear. .

The emperor is looking at the West Lake at this moment, so he naturally thinks of Concubine Rou, so at this moment, if this poem is not good enough, it may make the emperor dissatisfied.

Bai Yichen's literary talent is naturally not a problem, Fu'er is afraid...

Meng Yuntian's face was a little more worried.

Xuanyuan Ye frowned slightly. Although he knew how powerful she was, he hadn't heard of her writing a poem. She even borrowed it from the last concubine selection contest.

That time was just a concubine selection contest after all, so it doesn’t matter if you borrow it, but at this moment, it’s a real challenge, and it’s still at the Wind and Cloud Conference. If you borrow it again and someone sees it through, I’m afraid...

And those who came here today are all talented people, not to mention those who won today. If she borrowed someone else's, the possibility of not being discovered is very small.

So, at this moment, Xuanyuan Ye was also somewhat worried.

Meng Fuying was stunned for a moment, looking at the pain in the emperor's expression, her heart was a little more suspicious, but she immediately thought of a poem, a masterpiece that has been handed down for generations, and she also knew that in this dynasty, It is impossible for people who have heard of that poem, so she is not worried at all.

The guards quickly brought pens and paper, and placed them in front of Meng Fuying and Bai Yichen.

"Young masters, please." The prime minister stepped forward slightly, and said in a low voice, but his eyes couldn't help looking towards Meng Fuying, with a nervous expression on his face.

At this moment, the arena became even more silent. Everyone looked at the two people on the stage one after another, with expressions of anticipation and nervousness. They didn't know what kind of poems they would write.

Bai Yichen just thought about it for a while, then quickly picked up the pen and started writing quickly.

"Bai Gong is indeed worthy of being Bai Gongzi." Someone on the stage saw Bai Yichen's writing so quickly, and couldn't help praising him,

Everyone looked at Meng Fuying one after another, seeing that she didn't seem to have thought well, hadn't written a pen yet, some people were anxious and worried about her, but some people started to gloat.

When the emperor looked at her, there was a little more worry in his eyes, he couldn't really be stumped by him, right?

Was secretly worried, but saw that Meng Fuying had already raised the pen, lightly dipped it in ink, and then slowly lifted it up.

All the movements were extremely light and slow, as if they were deliberately delaying time.

By now, Bai Yichen had finished writing two sentences.

She didn't have a word yet, but at this moment, Bai Zuo Chen was also thinking about it slightly. After all, the topic was given by the emperor himself, so there should be no sloppy.

On Meng Fuying's side, there was no pause, nor the slightest hesitation or thought. In one breath, he wrote it out.

Standing behind Meng Fuying, the prime minister who has been paying attention to her all the time, couldn't help but look at the poem she wrote. After reading it, he was completely shocked, and his lips moved slightly, almost praising her. up.

However, at this moment, after all, Bai Yichen hadn't finished writing, so he could only secretly say in his heart, a good poem, it really is a good poem.

Bai Yichen's reputation as the most talented man in the world is not in vain, and he finished writing it soon.

But still a little slower than Meng Fuying, with a slightly gloomy expression, looked at Meng Fuying, and said meaningfully, "Brother Tang's speed is quite fast."

What he meant was that her speed was fast enough, but her poetry would never surpass his.

"Accepted." Meng Fuying smiled slightly, and replied him lightly, but she didn't believe it, she borrowed Su Shi's eternal poem, and Bai Yichen could compare to her.

No matter how good Bai Yichen's literary talents are, he is not a professional. His time in business takes up most of his usual time, so he is still somewhat insufficient in this aspect of literature. What's more, it is only in such a short time that he cannot fail to write. An amazing poem.

"Well, the speed of the two young masters is very fast, which really surprised me." Seeing that Meng Fuying was faster than Bai Yichen, the emperor secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said again and again, "Show the two young masters Bring me your poem, let me have a look."

"Yes." The prime minister responded repeatedly, then took Bai Yichen's poem first, and handed it to the emperor.

Then he went to get the one in front of Meng Fuying, and couldn't help but read it again. His expression was a little more startled and admirable. The speed when he walked towards the emperor seemed to be a bit deliberately slow, and he seemed a little uncomfortable. The look of shedding.

"En, yes, Mr. Bai is indeed the most talented man in the world." When the emperor saw Bai Yichen's poem, he nodded slightly in praise, then handed it to a minister behind him, and said solemnly, "Read it for everyone to listen to." Bar."

There was a little sadness in his voice. Bai Yichen's poems were very appropriate in terms of artistic conception and wording. If the young man wanted to win him, it might be very difficult.

"Yes." The minister answered respectfully, then coughed lightly, and then read aloud, "Let the West Lake be full of moonlight, and the thousand mountains are dizzy with green autumn smoke. The second watch, the water birds don't know where they are, and they return to the place." Fly on the Wanghu Pavilion."

"A good poem, it really is a good poem. The title of the most talented man in the world must be Mr. Bai." People in the audience praised the poem read by the minister one after another.

"Yes, such a poem, I'm afraid it will be difficult for anyone to surpass it." The minister who read the poem just now couldn't help but said.

The emperor's face darkened slightly, and he was even less hopeful.

Meng Yuntian also sighed secretly, Fu'er, this girl, what can she do, how could she be better than Bai Yichen.

"Tell me, does your woman still have a chance to win Bai Yichen?" Dongfang Shuo's eyes flickered slightly, and he slightly approached Xuanyuan Ye's ear, and whispered.

Xuanyuan Ye was slightly stunned, his slightly narrowed eyes were a little more thoughtful, the corners of his lips were slightly pursed, and he didn't say anything.

Bai Yichen's eyes scanned the crowd below, and then looked at Meng Fuying, the corners of his lips were full of pride and pride. He didn't believe that the poems she wrote could be better than his.

However, the prime minister, who had been looking at Meng Fuying's poem with his eyes slightly lowered, had a look of excitement on his face, and slowly walked in front of the emperor, handed the poem in his hand to the emperor, trembling slightly. Said, "Please look, Your Majesty."