"The last one!"

The woman in purple took out the list and her hand trembled: "Is something going to happen?"

"What the last term, I didn't say, you heard wrong!"

Bai Feifei's eyes rolled with hope, and he suddenly glanced at the list and was surprised: "Hey, where does this Wang Yuan come from? He can be a judge of the Dinglongtai Poetry Society. I have never heard of such a number one person in Jiushan County."

…

One time when he returned to the Yang Mansion, Yang Wanli's face was ashen and he said sternly: "Draw your sword to clear the way, hurt but not kill!"

In front of the Yang family's door, there were a large number of beggars, homeless people, and scoundrels, shouting feebly, asking the Yang family to pay back the money, some directly asking for a hundred taels, and most of them asking for ten taels.

Rub rub rub...

Eight of them took out their swords from their sheaths, walked directly towards the crowd, and chopped them off with their swords!

"Ah, the Yang family killed someone!"

"Run quickly!"

"The Yang family is crazy. They don't give money and they kill people!"

Someone screamed and the crowd dispersed immediately!

They are originally refugees, beggars, and poor people, and not many of them are brave!

As soon as I saw someone running away, all the courage I had in gathering people disappeared!

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of people blocking the door of Yang's house were all gone!

"mob!"

Yang Wanli snorted disdainfully, and the carriage drove into Yang's house!

"The young master is back!"

The doorkeeper shouted, and many servants and maids came out to greet him!

Yang Wanli said with a straight face: "How come it's like this, with so many people blocking the door, where is the third uncle!"

The servant knelt down and reported carefully: "The third master was so angry that he vomited blood and he hasn't woken up yet!"

Yang Wanli snorted coldly: "Send a thousand taels to the government office and ask them to thoroughly investigate who is making lies and deceive the public, and ask them to tear down all those notices!"

The servant will do it immediately!

Yang Wanli came to a bedroom and saw Yang Shuo lying on the bed and waking up. He couldn't help but said: "Uncle, how could it be like this!"

"They're all that boy named Wang!"

Yang Shuo gritted his teeth and roughly explained the cause and effect.

Yang Wanli squinted his eyes and pondered for a long time and shook his head: "Third uncle, you are wrong. A little boy and a mud-legged guy from the countryside. If he had so many means, he should have appeared before. How could he wait until now? All of this is

The Wang family is behind this to annex our Yang family salt industry, and the mastermind behind this is that old fox Wang Haitian!"

"Yep!"

Yang Shuo was startled to react: "No wonder Wang Haitian invited that boy to his door a few days ago and said that his knowledge surpassed him, and Yan Tongzhi even knelt down in front of that boy! It turns out that all this is because you, the old fox, are building momentum for him.

In order to push him out to be a puppet! What should we do now, that old fox Wang Haitian is not easy to deal with!"

Yang Wanli sneered: "Third uncle, don't worry. If that old fox had taken action before, I wouldn't have been able to deal with him, but now it's easy for me to deal with him and that kid!"

Yang Shuo's eyes lit up: "You have a way!"

Yang Shuo looked arrogant: "That old fox shouldn't have promoted that boy to be a judge of the Dinglongtai Poetry Society. At tomorrow's poetry meeting, I will operate on him first and trample him into the dust, and then I will do that to Wang Haitian.

The old fox took action to completely cut off their thoughts and seek justice for the Yang family!"

Yang Shuo breathed a sigh of relief: "Wan Li, it all depends on you!"

Yang Wanli said confidently: "Third uncle, don't worry. We are all little boys who don't even have the reputation of being a scholar. I'm going to step on the mud without moving my feet."

…

Dinglongtai is located on the bank of Yishui River, Shili west of Jiushan County!

Before dawn, carriages left the city one after another and drove to the Yishui River ten miles west of Dingcheng.

More than two hundred years ago, at the end of the Jin Dynasty, when the dragon and the snake were on their way, there was a battle to determine the world.

The founding emperor of the great cause defeated the contenders for the dragon and laid the foundation for unifying the world.

Later, the prefect built Dinglong Terrace here.

The Poetry Society is held every three years, and over more than 200 years, it has held nearly 70 events.

There was a carriage that was not very fancy. Dahu was driving the carriage, and Erhu and a group of people were following on horseback.

Wang Yuan squinted and took a nap in the car, while Hu Mengying, dressed as a handsome servant, was peeking in again.

How come you have such a brain!

He actually dug up the foundation of the Yang family all by himself.

I visited eighteen villages day and night, and persuaded so many kitchen households and Jiatou to unite them all. The Yang family would not pay eight cents or sell a grain of salt.

And the response from the county and city's big-character posters made her even more stunned. They could attack the enemy like this!

At this moment, she has become like Dahu, Erhu and the other villagers of Dawang Village. They don’t believe that there is anything that the young master can’t do!

After all, he has done so many incredible things!

The carriage stopped, and Hu Mengying pushed Wang Yuan: "Sir, we're here!"

"Let's go!"

Wang Yuan stretched himself out of the carriage, and his field of vision suddenly became wider!

There are vast white rivers with a high platform built next to them and soldiers guarding them all!

Around the high platform, hundreds of carriages were parked, with scholars in long robes getting off the carriages, small merchants and hawkers selling goods, and even ordinary people watching.

Erhu and his party stayed to watch the car.

Wang Yuan took Dahu and Hu Mengying and went straight to the Dinglong Platform with the invitation for judging!

A judge can bring two followers, a Jinshi can bring one follower, and a Juzi cannot bring anyone.

Suddenly, a voice of gnashing teeth sounded: "You are Wang Yuan!"

Wang Yuan turned around and saw him.

A young man stared at him with eyes like a poisonous snake, as if there was some deep hatred between the two.

Yang Wanli said coldly: "I have a clear understanding of the schemes between you and Wang Haitian. Just wait together and your reputation will be ruined!"

Brother Haitian, Brother Haitian, what's going on here? These people must have misunderstood, but Wang Yuan didn't explain, he just darkened his eyes: "You are from the Yang family!"

The young man walked up to the high platform with his head raised and said: "You will know later!"

Hu Mengying reminded in a low voice: "Master, since he said this, he must have a plan!"

Wang Yuan raised his eyebrows: "Then we have to go, otherwise it would be a waste of time!"

Hu Mengying lowered her head helplessly.

She saw the young master's temperament and was not afraid of anything. If he didn't accept it, he would do it!

Either I'll beat you to death, or I'll kill you!

Suddenly a voice sounded: "He is Yang Wanli of the Yang family. He will make a fuss about your status as a judge later. If you are not able to dominate the audience, you will implicate Mr. Haitian!"

Wang Yuan turned his head and clasped his fists: "Thank you very much!"

A young man is extremely handsome, with a pair of eyes that are shining as if he can talk, and his skin is as delicate as a shelled egg!

If it weren't for his Adam's apple, he would have thought that this person was just like Hu Mengying, disguised as a man!

"You're welcome, I also want to see how you get through this!"

Bai Feifei smiled slightly and led the woman in purple to the high platform.

The people under my command have all found out, and it is likely that this person is the one who wrote the big-character poster.

This man was a child born in Fu County. He was originally not outstanding in knowledge and had no achievements in poetry.

But in just this month, due to the persecution of the Liu family, I could no longer hide my sharp edge.
Chapter completed!