I am a corrupt official, but they say I am a loyal minister

This is really the first time in the world!

There are 1 unwillingness in his heart!

Because the borrowed money has to be repaid after all, and the interest is also calculated!

Where will he get the 100 million taels to pay back the bank in the future?

Lin Beifan looked at the third prince's hesitation, stood up and patted his buttocks: "If I don't have money, I can't do anything to help! You two, leave!"

"Lin Jijiu, wait! Isn't it just a matter of money, give me a little time, I will give it to you!" the third prince shouted.

He has no turning back now!

Wendou competition has lost 4 rounds in a row, if you lose again tomorrow, you will lose completely!

After going back, how will I explain to my father and Wanmin?

They will be very disappointed!

The throne that he has always been obsessed with will be farther and farther away from him!

If you owe money, you can pay it back, and if you lose the throne, you will have no chance!

So, the old minister, Mr. Wang, immediately went to the bank to make arrangements.

While waiting, the third prince remembered Lin Beifan's arrogance today, and couldn't help but said, "Lin Jijiu, can you restrain yourself a little in tomorrow's competition and stop being so arrogant? My people have a fragile mentality and can't stand stimulation!"

Lin Beifan nodded: "Yes!"

The third prince cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Thank you, Lord Jijiu!"

"I have to pay more!"

"Fuck!"

In the end, Lin Beifan accepted another 120 million taels.

Satisfied, he said: "Your Highness, Third Prince, and Lord Wang, don't worry, I will release the water well tomorrow! You must seize the opportunity and lead Dayan to turn defeat into victory, and don't let me down again!"

"Trouble Lin Jijiu!" The three princes laughed.

After leaving the restaurant, Lin Beifan did not go home, but turned a corner and arrived at a small courtyard.

This is the home of Liao Rumin, one of the contestants of Dawu Wendou.

Knowing Lin Beifan's arrival, Liao Rumin felt very honored and happy, and quickly said, "Master Jijiu, why are you here? Please come in quickly! Xiaoqing, serve tea!"

Lin Beifan smiled and said, "Come over if you have something to do, so I'll stop by to see you! Tomorrow's poetry and song competition is also the highlight of Wendou. How are you preparing now?"

Liao Rumin cupped her hands and said: "Master Jijiu, I have been preparing all the time, and I dare not slack off in the slightest! In order to prepare for tomorrow's literary competition, my student, I am reviewing the poems I have made over the years. I hope I have the opportunity to use them!"

Every wit has the habit of writing poetry.

They all like to save the poems they usually make, and use them when they need them.

Tomorrow's Wendou is an excellent opportunity.

If you hit a topic, you will be lucky, and you can directly take it out to deal with it!

"So that's the case, I'm interested! Can you show me!"

"This is an honor for the students, please take a look at the sacrificial wine!"

Lin Beifan took the other party's poetry collection and began to read it.

Most of the poems are mediocre, with no bright spots, but there are also a small number of poems that are very well done.

Lin Beifan picked out this small part of the poems and gave pointers and revisions.

Liao Rumin was ecstatic!

How many people can get the personal guidance of the sacrificial wine?

It is simply a great honor!

Moreover, Lin Jijiu has real talent and learning, and the poems he pointed out have improved a lot, the words are more precise, and the artistic conception has been improved to a higher level, which is beyond words.

"Thank you Master Jijiu for your guidance!" Liao Rumin burst into tears.

Lin Beifan returned the collection of poems and said with a smile, "Go ahead and study, I'm leaving first!"

"Students send off adults!"

Then, Lin Beifan went to the homes of the other three contestants.

After reading their collections of poems, I also gave pointers and revisions.

Then, amidst their thousands of thanks, he left leisurely.

At night, in the dead of night, Lin Beifan's figure flashed, and he came to the Ministry of Rites.

There is a box inside, which contains many notes, which are the exam questions for tomorrow.

Lin Beifan opened it and looked at it, then put it back as it was, and left in a hurry.

On the second day, Wendou continued.

Today's Wendou compares poetry and songs, which is the highlight of Wendou.

Because you have talent and learning, you can tell by writing a few poems.

Since they have already won 4 rounds in a row, with a big lead, Dawu's side seems very relaxed.As long as they win another round in the poems and songs, their literary battle will be completely won.

In contrast, Dayan's side felt a lot of pressure and looked very serious.

Because as long as they lose one round, their Wendou will be completely lost.

They simply cannot afford to lose.

The third prince cheered loudly: "Today's competition is poetry and songs, all of which are everyone's strengths! Everyone will do their best, and the final victory will definitely belong to us!"

"Yes, Your Highness!" The talented scholars of Great Yan responded, seemingly lacking in confidence.

The third prince shook his head secretly. He understood everyone's feelings and was completely afraid of being abused by Lin Beifan.

If Lin Beifan hadn't been bribed, he wouldn't have confidence in himself.

At this time, the talents from both sides had already arrived at the martial arts arena.

Under the nod of the empress, the master of ceremonies announced loudly.

"The literary competition continues!"

"Today's literary competition is about poetry and songs. There are 5 questions in total, and each question is equivalent to 1 game!"

"In each round, His Majesty will randomly select a question, and let the talents of both sides answer the question. You can write poems, lyrics, songs, or poems! The winner stays, and the loser leaves! Until all 5 talents on one side are completely defeated, the competition is over!"

"But please pay attention, this poem, song and poem competition is different from the previous competition, and the total time is required!"

"The time limit is limited to one stick of incense! If within the time of one stick of incense, the five talents of one side have not finished their rounds, but they can no longer write better poems, they will also be judged as losers!"

"Now, please send talents from both sides to compete!"

Each side sent one person to play.

Chapter 200 Lin Beifan didn't play, and a little guy killed us in seconds?

On Dayan's side, the champion Lang Tang Yong was the first to appear.

In the past two days, Dayan's team suffered consecutive defeats, their morale was greatly reduced, and their mood was not high, so they could only send Tang Yong, who was the most stable and talented, to boost everyone's morale.

On the Dawu side, Liao Rumin appeared on the stage.

The opponent is more talented in poetry and poetry, so he will play first, hoping to get off to a good start.

After two days of fighting, the two sides got to know each other better, so they didn't say much. They all faced the empress with their heads held high, waiting for the empress to come up with a question.

A box full of questions was brought to the empress.

The empress stretched out her hand, ready to draw a topic.

At this time, Lin Beifan's finger hooked lightly, and a small gust of wind slid past the empress, blowing out a note with the title on it, and it fell into the empress' hands.

The empress didn't think much, and took it out directly.

Open it and take a look: "Bamboo!"

The referee immediately announced loudly: "The first question of poetry and poetry-bamboo! Representatives from both parties are requested to write poetry and poetry about bamboo within the time of a stick of incense, and then hand it over to the on-site officials to judge whether it is good or bad!"

This topic is not difficult.

Bamboo has always been a plant loved by literati.

They like bamboo's loyalty and unyielding, and are impressed by his majestic integrity, leaving countless poems praising bamboo.

Today's talented scholars will write one or two poems about bamboo when they have nothing to do, which is arty.

Tang Yong, the representative of Dayan, smiled confidently.

Because, on this topic, he is prepared.

He has written many poems about bamboo, among which is a masterpiece.

Once it is taken out, it will definitely surprise the audience!

This game, we won!

However, Liao Yongmin, the representative of the Dawu side, was ecstatic in his heart.

He also prepared a poem about bamboo.

Moreover, this poem was modified by Master Jijiu, which raised the overall level of the poem by more than one level, achieving the effect of a poem handed down from generation to generation!

He believes that taking it out will definitely shock the audience!

Haha!

God help me too!

This round, I will win!

Today is the time for me, Liao Rumin, to become famous!

The two sides looked at each other, both showing very confident smiles.

At this time, the referee lit a stick of incense and said loudly, "The timer starts!"

"Brother Tang, please!"

"Brother Liao please!"

The two parties came to the desk, picked up a brush, dipped it in ink, and started to write like a snake.

This scene attracted everyone's attention, and everyone whispered.

"The two sides are writing very quickly, it seems that they have already prepared!"

"It should be so, this topic is not difficult, it depends on whose poems are better!"

"The poems about bamboo are already rotten, now we have to see who can write something new and profound!"

"This is a test of the level!"

……

Dayan side.

Tanhualang Ding Shaojie cupped his hands and laughed, "Congratulations, Your Highness! Congratulations, Your Highness!"

"Where does joy come from?" The third prince was puzzled.

Ding Shaojie smiled: "I was lucky enough to read Brother Tang's collection of poems! Among them was a poem about bamboo, which described the loyalty and unyieldingness of bamboo, reaching the level of Zhenguo! As long as Brother Tang comes up with this poem , we stand a good chance of winning!"

"Haha! So that's the case, this is a good thing!" The third prince laughed.

"The only thing I need to worry about now is Lin Beifan!" Ding Shaojie frowned, full of fear in his heart: "The other party's talent and learning are rare in my life! He has an unparalleled talent in poetry and poetry! He once wrote How many poems have all reached the level of handing down! I am afraid of him..."

The third prince smiled mysteriously.

he?

Don't worry at all!

He has already received money from Ben Gong, and he will definitely let the water out in the competition.