The crowd gathered outside the Eju Building found that the originally bustling Eju Building suddenly became quiet, and everyone was confused.
There are people who can't stand loneliness, cocking their heads and looking into the building, but they can't see anything.
For a time, there were different opinions outside the building.
"What's going on? Why is there suddenly no movement in the building?"
"Princess Jingci came in just now. Maybe everyone was bowing to Her Royal Highness? Or maybe they were worried about bumping into Her Royal Highness's body, so they kept silent?"
"I don't know who will win in this last level, Qin Feng or Li Yuhang?"
"Does this need to be said? It must be Li Yuhang. He is known as the White Crane of Yucheng. If even he loses to Qin Feng, wouldn't it mean that the entire Dadi literary world has been stepped on by Qin Feng?"
Although the common people do not talk about politics and do not understand it, as Yucheng people, they clearly understand the importance of literature to a country.
The stronger the culture, the greater the influence of soft power, which can rely on culture to influence surrounding foreign countries.
This is why the Liang State, known as a land of ritual and music, was suppressed by Beidi in military aspects, but it still endured for a long time and never faced the dilemma of being attacked from both sides. It is because the literati groups in various countries respect Liang Guo, which in turn affects domestic politics.
Perhaps culture cannot directly influence politics, but literati can!
This is why it is crucial to set up this incense-burning literary forum today. As long as Qin Feng can be defeated, his influence among the literati groups in the surrounding countries can be weakened.
You know, not only the surrounding countries, but even within Beidi, there are many literati who admire Qin Feng.
While everyone was having different opinions about what happened in the Picture Scroll Building, a scholar in Tsing Yi stepped out.
Someone finally came out, and the onlookers naturally wouldn't let him go. They swarmed up and surrounded the scholar in green on three levels inside and three outside.
Before they had time to ask, everyone was surprised to find that something was wrong with the Tsing Yi scholar's expression.
He seems to be intoxicated and enjoying himself? !
This further aroused everyone's curiosity, and all kinds of questions came one after another.
"Hey, Liu Sheng, what's going on inside? Come and tell us quickly."
"That's right, I'm so anxious. In this last level, does Qin Feng or Li Yuhang win?"
"The Eju Building, which was noisy just now, suddenly stopped moving. Could something have happened?"
"Her Royal Highness is still inside, please don't scare us."
"Come on, tell me what's going on! Don't beat around the bush."
Faced with everyone's questions, Liu Sheng closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and kept thinking about something.
Although everyone cursed in their hearts, they had no choice but to wait patiently for Liu Sheng to finish thinking about it.
After a long time, Liu Sheng breathed a long sigh of relief. The moment he opened his eyes, his eyes seemed to be filled with endless light.
"In this fifth level, the winner is Li Yuhang."
As soon as this was said, deafening cheers erupted from the scene.
The onlookers heaved a sigh of relief and looked extremely excited, feeling like they were letting out a harsh breath.
"Hahaha, great, as expected of me, Yucheng Baihe!"
"Qin Feng has made it through four levels in a row. I thought that all the literati in Yucheng could not stop Qin Feng. Now it seems that this Qin Feng is not possessed by Wenquxing."
"Huh huh, this time Qin Feng should know what it means that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky!"
"You are right. On the surface, Qin Feng lost to Li Yuhang, but in fact he lost to me, Dadi. From now on, all countries in the world will know that in terms of literature, I, Dadi, do not lose to Liang Guo at all. .”
"The most important thing is that Li Yuhang is our son from Yucheng. From now on, Yucheng's status in the literary world will be raised to a higher level again."
Everyone's blood was boiling, and their faces were full of pride. It seemed that they were happier to defeat Qin Feng at the literary level than to win a battle.
But just as everyone was excited, Liu Sheng's voice sounded again.
"Qin Feng lost the world of burning incense literature, but won the awe of the world's literati."
As soon as these words came out, it was like a basin of cold water, directly waking everyone up.
The lively scene suddenly became quiet. Everyone looked at Liu Sheng in disbelief, thinking that there was something wrong with their ears.
An angry young man grabbed Liu Sheng's clothes and asked angrily: "What does it mean to lose the literary world and win the awe?"
"Losing is losing, winning is winning! You weakling, don't let other people's ambitions destroy your own prestige!"
Driven by the angry youth, the people at the scene were filled with indignation and felt that this Liu Sheng was clearly a traitor!
Faced with the accusations from everyone, Liu Sheng was not nervous at all, and his blood even boiled in his heart. He felt that being able to visit the scene where Qin Feng splashed ink was tantamount to a lifetime of luck. Even death in this life was worth it.
Liu Sheng pushed the angry young man away with a sonorous and powerful voice.
"Qin Feng's literary attainments are simply not on the same level as ordinary people like me."
"Qin Feng lost to the Burning Incense literary world. Anyone with a discerning mind knows it in their heart. It's just that as a guest, he didn't want the host to lose too badly, so he deliberately let it go."
The fire-fighting effect of these words is unprecedented.
As the saying goes, there are many angry young people among the literati, but the cultural level of the people in Yucheng is second to none even if you look at the entire Beidi.
They would never allow anyone to insult Dadi.
"Let the water go? Let the mother-in-law go free! You guys clearly took Qin Feng's benefits and deliberately helped Qin Feng publicize it!" The angry young man clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, as if he would rush up at any time and beat Liu Sheng all over the floor. Looking for teeth.
Liu Sheng did not hesitate and admitted: "Yes, I just accepted Qin Feng's benefits."
As soon as these words came out, everyone present took a breath.
Just when he was about to get angry, Liu Sheng said again: "Not just me, but all the literati in the Huijuan Building have taken advantage of Qin Feng."
"After all, what an honor it is to be able to personally visit the scene where all these great writers are splashing ink?"
"It's understandable that you are angry to protect Dadi's dignity, but you must also face the gap between us and Qin Feng."
Speaking of this, Liu Sheng's eyes suddenly became extremely awed, and he read loudly and forcefully: "Qin Feng gave me a poem outside the incense-burning literary circle!"
"This poem is comparable to the world-famous "Crossing the Fortress"!"
The people at the scene were already full of doubts about Liu Sheng's words. When they heard that Qin Feng composed a poem on the spot, which was no less than "Out of the Fortress", everyone's eyes became even more contemptuous.
"Fart! "Out of the Fortress" has been affirmed by scholars all over the world. Even if Qin Feng is a genius, it is impossible for him to write such a masterpiece on the spot."
"Even if it is to be done, it must be repeated over and over again. Over time, it will flourish!"
