I really don't want to lose the country

Hearing this, he came to his senses. Although the poem was concise and not as gorgeous as a stomachache, it won.

Five thousand gold per word is five taels of silver.

A total of 28 characters, how much is this...

Text Chapter 53 Five Fights and One Lost

Ordinary people can't earn a few taels of silver a year.

A word Ye Qing said was worth five taels.

This made the common people exclaim.

Can't help secretly envious.

"I still have to study! Five taels of silver per word is worth my year's wages!"

"Easy to earn more than 100 taels of silver, this money is earned so happily!"

Du Ziteng was a little embarrassed.

It's not like he didn't have more than 100 taels of silver.

Just a little unwilling.

"Summer" is his most proud work.

That's it!

His gaze turned to Chen Cong and the others.

Chen Cong and the others nodded slightly.

Gritting his teeth, Du Ziteng took off the money bag hanging from his waist and threw it on the table beside him.

With a wave of Zhang Yi's hand, someone from the guard came forward to take it, and handed it to Zhang Yi for counting.

Ye Qing looked at Chen Cong and said, "Next!"

A poem costs 140 taels of silver, so-so.

Chen Cong didn't leave the scene, he pushed a young man beside him, the young man stood up and cupped his hands and said to the crowd:

"Anling Skron is being polite!"

"The historian of Anling, that is a very famous family in my Great Zhou Dynasty. Mr. An is a professor of Guozijian, and his family's study of the essentials of the Book of Songs is a must!"

Soon someone was talking about it.

The self-proclaimed Skron young man was arrogant and proud when he heard the words, and walked two steps towards the middle: "My poem is called "Ode to Chrysanthemum""

"Cherries in the Xunfeng Temple, sandalwood on the blue screen window. The wind from the small fan is cool, and the long summer is long. Savages don't know the fun, so they take advantage of the cool place. He trees are easy to grow, and chrysanthemums bloom in May." After walking back and forth, Skron said to Ye Qing:

"Four sentences, eight paragraphs and four crosses, Your Highness invites you!"

When the words fell, Chen Cong and others nodded in praise, unlike Du Ziteng who sometimes hesitated.

And some people said: "Your Highness, if Mr. Shi wins, with this poem, shouldn't he be awarded two heroes!"

Immediately, these brothers and sisters of the aristocratic family seconded their proposals one after another.

You, Ye Qing, charge by the word.

Then we should take twice as much wine when we make four-line and eight-paragraph poems!

This tone seems to have won by the scriptures.

The habitual surlyness and arrogance revealed in it are engraved in the bones.

"Hahaha, let's wait until you win and then raise the conditions!"

With a disdainful sound, Ye Qing tightened Wu Linglong's hand, and opened his mouth to read:

"Accumulated rain, empty forest, late fireworks, steamed quinoa, cooked millet and paid for the east.

Flying egrets in the desert paddy fields, yin-yin summer woods and oriole.

In the mountains, learn to watch the hibiscus, and Matsushita Qingzhai breaks the sunflower.

Yelao competes with others for a seat, why are seagulls more suspicious? "

Ah!

This is also four sentences and eight paragraphs!

56 characters!

this poem...

The whole restaurant was silent.

Chen Cong and the others' faces became more and more serious, and their brows were tightly knit.

Skron's complacent face suddenly started to sweat!

"Seven thousand gold for one word! Give me the money! Next!"

Word down!

Shi Kelang staggered and slammed into Chen Cong and the crowd.

Fortunately, someone reacted quickly and did not make him fall, let alone knock everyone down.

But it was also a mess.

"Seven taels of silver for one word, how many words are there..."

This time the poem is a bit too much.

Most people really don't count.

Know that not everyone can remember everything.

"56 characters! A total of 390 taels." Zhang Yi stood up, made a gesture, and said with a smile:

"Young Master Shi invites you!"

Scron has a bit of liver pain!