Chapter 1780 The ruthless mother of the empress (71)

   Before Qi Lang could answer, the person beside him spoke first.

   "I don't know what the name of this Young Master Lu is?"

  Lu Cha: "I don't have a reputation, I didn't participate in the imperial examinations, but I liked reading and painting when I was a child. I can do it."

   When he said these words, everyone around was stunned, and then some people laughed.

"I thought that Mr. Lu was at least a scholar, but I didn't expect Tong Sheng to be. Everyone present, either a juren or a scholar, even Tong Sheng was not able to participate in our literary meeting, not to mention that none of you even participated in the imperial examination. Yes, just after reading for a few years, you are delusional about participating in the literary society, you are either too naive or self-esteem."

   "Yes, yes."

   Hearing the people around him mocking Lu Cha, a sarcastic smile appeared on Qi Lang's lips.

   He thought it was a great thing for this young man to be so arrogant, but he didn't expect...

"How can you do this? The purpose of holding a literary meeting is to communicate with scholars. Whoever stipulates that they must have a reputation." Yuan Jiaqin was in a bad mood when he heard their words, "Lu Cha is very good. He is very good at reading and painting. They are very talented at painting.”

   After getting along for the month, Yuan Jiaqin knew a lot about Lu Cha.

  Lu Cha really likes to read. He was very excited to hear that there was a literary meeting today, and was also very excited after she agreed to bring him with him.

   How can these people bully Chacha like this.

   Just then a voice appeared.

   "Why don't you let Young Master Lu participate."

   The person who spoke was Qi Lang.

   "Princess is right, Wenhui is originally for readers to communicate. If it is limited by identity, it will not be pure."

   Qi Lang spoke up, but the others naturally didn't say anything.

  Yuan Jiaqin was happy, smiled and said to Lu Cha: "Chacha, did you hear that, you can participate."

  Lu Cha: "Hmm."

  Yuan Jiaqin: "Sure enough, it's better than Brother Qi."

  Lu Tea:…

   Wait and see how I crush your brother Qi.

   As a secret guard, it is not the only thing that can only wipe other people's necks in the dark and windy night.

  The Dark Guard Camp created by a female queen like them after they ascended the throne, the Dark Guards in it are all decathlons.

   He couldn't see that Qi Lang wanted to see his own joke, but he wouldn't let Qi Lang wish, he just didn't know if he would ask him to participate when Qi Lang overturned.

   At this time, someone secretly tugged at his sleeve. He turned his head and saw that it was Prince Heng's grandson, whose name was Yuan Chao.

  Lu Cha was quite fond of him.

  An enemy of an enemy is a friend.

   "That, Mr. Lu, can you really do it? Let's not play with your spirits, or you will be laughed at by those people. Although Qi Lang is not a person, he is indeed talented." Yuan Chao kindly reminded him. It was hard to see someone who was in the same camp as him against Qi Lang. He didn't want this person to immediately become a cannon fodder who was slapped in the face by Qi Lang.

  Lu Cha smiled at Yuan Chao: "Young Master Yuan, don't worry, Lu Cha has confidence in himself, please wait and see."

   Yuanchao hesitated for a while at Shanglucha's confident eyes.

   Okay, then you can go.

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   Soon, the competition begins.

  Everyone waited for the boy named Lu Cha to be severely suppressed and ridiculed.

   But in fact, they were beaten in the face.

   In the first competition, Qu Shui Liu came to Fei Hua Ling. In the end, everyone present, even Qi Lang couldn’t pick up Lu Cha’s poem Fei Hua Ling.

   In the second competition, Qi Lang's painting was very good, but Lu Cha was even better.

   (end of this chapter)