Chapter 53 Downfall (Seeking Collection)

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  In just fifty-six words, the dark clouds and cold winds of war loomed over, as if the battle was unfolding before one's eyes. The heart-pounding, suffocating atmosphere of war rushed forth, leaving everyone gasping in unison.

  A moment of silence on the high platform, everyone bowed their heads in contemplation.

  His eyes widened, his body stiffened, and he stared at Wei Zhao with an incredulous expression. In his impression, Wei Zhao was just a spoiled son who was good at talking and had read a few books, how could he possibly create such a shocking masterpiece in three steps!

  "It's impossible, absolutely impossible! Wei Zhao must have plagiarized, he must have prepared it beforehand! It has to be that way, otherwise how could he produce such an excellent poem in just three steps? There hasn't been a talent like this in a hundred years!"

  His chest heaved with agitation, his eyes flashing, and he gritted his teeth to suppress the explosive anger welling up inside him.

  "Fine! Fine! Fine! Even if you can get past me, what then? There are still two more below, see how you get through them! Once you're exposed, it's enough to ruin your reputation and destroy your future!"

  His face was burning with anger, but he forced himself to calm down and bowed his fist at Wei Zhao, saying: "Wei Gongzi is indeed a great talent, Lian Mou admits defeat!" Now that he has graciously admitted defeat, later on when Wei Zhao is exposed, not only can he return to the stage again, but he can also gain a reputation as a broad-minded and upright gentleman!

  As soon as the words fell, the crowd's faces suddenly changed!

  Wei Ya won, the first game was so easy and simple!

  Zhao Yuankui's face darkened for a moment, and he looked at Lian Bao with a frown. Then he turned his gaze to Zhou Shaoyang, and his eyebrows twisted again.

  Zhou Shao Yang was also slightly stunned, having heard of the reputation of the undefeated champion, he didn't expect him to admit defeat so easily!

  The audience below immediately boiled up with continuous applause and began discussing in whispers.

  "This Wei Xiao is indeed not simple, one poem and Lian Mei has already admitted defeat..."

  "Hey, I'm telling you, our Jinling is full of talented people, and anyone we pick out at random is a talent..."

  "I don't think there's anything wrong with this poem..."

  "What's wrong..."

  "It's hard to put into words, but I have a feeling something is wrong, maybe it's plagiarism..."

  "I also think so, three steps between making such a shocking poem, indeed makes one suspect!"

  "It's impossible!"

  "It's impossible!"

  "It's impossible!"

  Plagiarism is a most shameful thing in the Great Qi, once discovered, that person will inevitably be infamous throughout the world, and be spat out by the people, it is an act of self-destruction. The crowd below refuted one after another, arguing with each other in a fierce debate.

  Report to you the intention on the golden stage, hold hands with jade dragon for you to die. The old emperor stroked the rug under his left hand, his eyes shining brightly, looking at Wei Zhao's back, and chuckled.

  Yi Yun and Master Yin Kong exchanged a glance, both of them smiled lightly, then lowered their heads to continue playing chess.

  Miss Ning gently turned her head and glanced at the high platform, her clear eyes blinking with some curiosity.

  Zhao Yuankui furrowed his brow and thought for a moment, then let out a cold snort and closed his eyes.

  "Being talented is just being talented, what's the use of having more talent!"

  Listening to the surrounding discussions, he fiercely twitched the corner of his mouth, suppressing the suffocating anger in his chest, and coldly glanced at Wei Xiao, his teeth clenched so hard they were about to shatter, before turning around with a belly full of rage to leave the stage.

  "Hum, I'll go down now, but you'll still have to invite me back up later!"

  Lian Wei snorted coldly in his heart and resolutely walked towards the northern staircase.

  "Wait a minute." Lian Yu had just turned around when Wei Xiao suddenly spoke up.

  As soon as the words fell, Lian's body suddenly stiffened, a surge of anger rising to his head, his face turned iron-green, his throat bulging violently as he suppressed his anger, and he turned to face Wei Zuo with a cold, hard expression: "Does Young Master Wei have anything else?"

  "It's just letting you humiliate me for a while, what's the big deal! When I succeed in the future, I will definitely repay you a hundred times!"

  Zhao Yuankui also opened his eyes, looking at Wei Xiao with a calm face, but his eyes showed increasing displeasure.

  Wei Zhuo smiled calmly and said, "According to the rules, it's my turn to ask a question next."

  His chest heaved with rage, his face turned bright red in an instant, and his eyes seemed to spew fire! He had been so furious that he had forgotten that Wei Zhao could still ask him questions! His face was scorching hot, and he glanced around, seeing the mocking and teasing expressions on everyone's faces. A surge of anger shot up to his brain. He forced a smile onto his face, suppressing the suffocating rage that made it hard for him to breathe, and bowed to Wei Zhao with clenched teeth: "Then please, Brother Wei, ask your question."

  Zhao Yuankui's face was cold and clear, he swept his eyes over Wei Qiao, a hint of anger flashing in his eyes, then closed them again.

  Wei Zhao didn't intentionally make things difficult for Lian Wei, but he knew that fame was a double-edged sword. People feared the famous, and pigs feared becoming strong. Either you remained unknown, or once you became famous, you had to be so awe-inspiring that everyone looked up to you in order to minimize future troubles! More importantly, he had to create enough deterrent power for the Wei family to buy time.

  Wei Zhao's heart was made up, and he smiled and said: "I've heard that Lian brother is exceptionally good at painting, so please ask Lian brother to paint this poem of mine."

  His lips curled up slightly at the corner of his mouth, a hint of disdain flashed across his face, but immediately his complexion stiffened and his eyes darted back and forth.

  Wei Zhao's poem has four scenes, each of which is either shocking, sorrowful, generous or majestic. If he really painted it now, even if it was Zhou Shaoyang or Chu Han who intentionally made things difficult for him, even if Wei Zhao was exposed later, he would still lose face and be unable to show himself on stage again!

  This painting has never been perfect, and it's easy to pick out its flaws!

  His eyes flashed, the muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched, and the suppressed anger in his heart kept surging up to his chest. His face was burning with rage, his mind racing, his throat constricted, as he fiercely forced the rising anger back down. His expression stiffened, his eyes glared icily at Wei Zhao, his teeth clenched in a cold snarl, and he said: "Brother Wei's poem is magnificent, sorrowful and majestic, not something an ordinary person can create, nor can an ordinary person paint it out. I concede defeat."

  Since I can't draw, then I won't draw! However, even if he admits defeat, he still wants to fight back against Wei WuXian with one more move!

  As expected, as soon as the words fell, Zhao Yuankui opened his eyes and gazed at Wei Zao with a faint scrutiny, suddenly opening his mouth to say: "Has Young Master Wei ever been outside the Pass?"

  Wei Zuo glanced at Zhao Yuan Kui with a hint of a smile and said calmly: "I've never been there."

  Zhao Yuankui's eyes flashed coldly, and he nodded slightly before closing his eyes again.

  Lian Wei's heart was suppressing anger, his temples pulsating non-stop, the corners of his mouth twitching fiercely as he made a fist at Wei Zhao and said in a cold voice: "I'm leaving!"

  'Just wait until you're exposed, and see how rampant you'll be! Hmph, just wait till after the imperial examination, and see how I'll return today's humiliation to you!'

  Wu Fangyuan looked at Lian Wei, who was seething with anger as he stepped down, and then glanced at Wei Zhao, who remained calm and composed. A strange glint flashed in his eyes, and he turned to face Zhou Shao Yang, saying: "Young Master Zhou may come forward."

  Zhou Shao Yang looked at Lian Wei who had already stepped down, his eyes flashing as he gazed at Wei Zhao. He quietly glanced at Chu Han, who was standing with his head lowered and fists clenched, looking like he was waiting to pounce. Then, Zhou Shao Yang stood up and walked towards Wei Zhao.

  Wei Zhao looked at Zhou Shaoyang, who was wearing a white dress and had a graceful bearing, and nodded with a smile.

  Zhou Shaoyang's eyes were filled with a cold, sinister intent as he recalled the phrase "Wei Qiao has gone to the outhouse". His heart was burning with rage. He had roamed freely in the five states and even in Jinling, where he received some respect from high-ranking officials, but he never thought that Wei Qiao would humiliate him time and again!

  Zhou Shaoyang walked up to Wei Zuo, his heart filled with resentment, but a smile on his face, saying "I, Zhou, happened to come across a couplet, and I hope Brother Wei can help me pass it on to the talented scholars of Jinling."