I am a winner with Chinese poetry

After saying this, he impatiently removed the cultural barrier without waiting for their response. His face regained its usual warm expression, but he walked quickly towards the head of the Wei family.

"Fourth brother, you said this is really Brother Yunzhou..." Wei Rao approached Wei Yu, excitement flashing in his eyes, and asked cautiously.

She kept in mind the advice of her fourth uncle. Although he did not say it explicitly, the vague words made people around her confused. Only a few people in the Wei family understood what he meant.

"Yes, Fourth Brother, Brother Gu is truly amazing! If it's really him, maybe he'll be released!" Wei Feng also covered his mouth and whispered, his head lowered. His sparkling eyes were filled with unconcealable excitement and anticipation.

"Well, it's almost there. Okay, let's stop discussing it. Look, the literary energy has changed!" Wei Yu had just said half of his words when he saw the literary energy that had been rotating in the air began to change, as if a dazzling golden light suddenly fell from the end of the sky and headed straight for the place where the literary energy column was the most concentrated.

At this time, Prefect Liang and the man in black behind him also hurried to the gate of the government office and witnessed this scene.

"The spiritual energy of heaven and earth fills my body!" The man in black who had been silent all this time finally couldn't help but scream. Prefect Liang had no time to pay attention to the man in black's emotional fluctuations. He also had a look of shock and panic on his face at this moment. It seemed that everything was out of his control.

Many people present also recognized the reason for this strange phenomenon. They could no longer remain calm and looked towards the center of the light column in horror.

"Oh my god, am I seeing things? This is truly the infusion of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. This Song of Righteousness was actually written by a young man who hasn't even had the spiritual energy in him yet!"

The Qi family patriarch stared in disbelief at the rapid influx of heavenly and spiritual energy below. The only explanation for such a bizarre phenomenon was that someone had composed a poem that shook the nine states before the spiritual energy entered their body.

"It's simply incredible. I never thought that I would be able to witness this legendary vision in my lifetime. I'm afraid that our Jinzhou County will have one more semi-saint!" The head of the Zhang family had an incredible look on his face. He muttered to himself in a low voice, not knowing whether he was talking to others or to himself.

The rest of the people present were also in a trance, as if they were in a dream, unable to recover for a long time. They might never see such a strange sight again in their lifetime, but seeing it with their own eyes now, one can imagine the shock they felt.

"Who is this person? Does anyone have any ideas?" Fang Youxu's face darkened, his eyes filled with resentment and anger. It was a slap in the face. Just moments ago, he had confidently claimed that it was the work of that great scholar, only to be mercilessly slapped in the face by reality in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, he could only suppress his unhappiness and feign calmness as he asked everyone questions. Although he was questioning everyone, his gaze was actually fixed on the Wei family head. Because from the initial rebuttal and the subsequent actions of the Wei family members, he could infer that the Wei family must know something.

The rest of the people around immediately turned their eyes to the Wei family. Yes, what the head of the Wei family said just now, now thinking about it carefully, does make sense. Could it be that the Wei family knows who that person is!

When the Wei family leader saw Fang Youxu's gaze fixed on him, his heart tightened. He knew Fang Youxu had sensed something was up. However, he feigned ignorance, shaking his head to indicate he had no idea. After all, this matter concerned the interests of the entire family.

"Master Fang really thinks too highly of me. We all came here at the same time, and I didn't hear any news before. But you have always had a good relationship with Lord Liang. Have you heard any rumors?" Wei Xueqin, also known as the master of the Wei family, directly shifted the blame and sent the spearhead back to Fang Youyou.

"Yes, Patriarch Fang, I wonder if you have heard the rumors. Such a great man must not be an unknown person!"

"That's right, that's right. Could it be that the person who followed Lord Liang from the Imperial Capital is from the Zeng family or the Tang family?"

Everyone was more receptive to Wei Xueqin's statement. After all, as a powerful force in Jinzhou County, they knew the local situation very well. They searched their memories but could not find any young talent that matched the description. Therefore, they all agreed that this person was brought from the capital by Prefect Liang.

The Imperial Capital is the center of the entire Beichen Kingdom, where the most elite talents of the entire Beichen Kingdom gather. Although it is still shocking that such a strange phenomenon can occur before the literary energy enters the body, it is no longer so difficult to accept.

People are always like this. They subconsciously believe in their own judgment. If there is something unreasonable, they will automatically fill in the remaining details in their minds.

"I have never heard of this matter. Besides, I have only a brief relationship with Prefect Liang, and it is not the case that I would reveal such confidential matters. If you really have any questions, why not ask Lord Liang in person?"

Fang Youxu took a deep breath, calming his anger and dissatisfaction. At the same time, he looked at the seemingly rough Wei Xueqin in front of him with a little fear. These people are really a bunch of bastards, none of them are good people.

Wei Xueqin only had to incite them slightly, and they were like a powder keg that had been lit, eager to pressure him to express his views. If Fang Youxu hadn't had so many concerns, he would have really wanted to curse him out loud.

What on earth did these people think of him? Just because they didn't want to offend Prefect Liang, could they so brazenly target him? Did they really think the Fang family was easy to bully?

At this moment, a cry of surprise suddenly came from the crowd: "Look, the light is beginning to dissipate!"

This sudden shout broke the tense atmosphere among the crowd. Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw that the dazzling light gradually weakened, and the originally thick, fog-like literary aura around them also began to slowly disappear.

"Ah, why is it over so soon? Wait a little longer, my palace has expanded to the size of an egg, I just need to hold on a little longer!" Someone couldn't help but wail.

"No, my Wen Palace is about to expand again, and we can't stop at the critical moment!" another person shouted anxiously.

The noisy crowd below began to make a noise. Originally, everyone was happily enjoying the double benefits of the rich literary atmosphere and the expansion of the Wen Palace. However, good dreams are easy to wake up from, and they go away quickly as they come. In just half an incense stick of time, everything returned to its original state.

However, anyone who lived close to the government office gained more or less considerable benefits. Generally speaking, most palace fights expanded to the size of an egg, while those with good qualifications expanded to the size of a goose egg.

So when the light faded, everyone cried out in dismay, "Why is it over so soon? I haven't even had time to fully experience it yet!"

"Yeah, this is too short. Can we do it again?"

"Yeah, we finally enjoyed this benefit, how can it end like this?" ...