Core of the Sage.

Summary

Zhong Hang Le expressed a pensive expression, "What do you mean by that?" Zheng Jing exclaimed loudly, "Du Yu is merely an agent pushed forward by some powerful force. Behind him is a strong team, ghostwriting for him." Yun Ya smiled lightly, "Is that so?" Du Yu remained unperturbed. A strong person never proves their innocence. Yun Ya jumped down and landed right next to Du Yu's seat, sitting closely beside him. Du Yu glanced over and subtly distanced himself. Yun Ya puffed out her chest, proudly declaring, "You stubborn blockhead! Whatever they say, you won't take action?" Du Yu smiled faintly. Yun Ya said seriously, "I swear, the reverse literary types and guards are not under my command. I simply want to hear you compose poetry." Du Yu's gaze turned icy. The situation was clear. This was a carefully laid ambush, just waiting for him to step in. Du Yu sighed, "You are all pressing me, one after another?" Zhong Hang Le said sharply, "If you truly have talent, then compose a poem stronger than Princess Yun Ya’s! If you are afraid to confront, hanging a white flag is not what a Tang poetry immortal should do!" Yun Ya said lightly, "This princess has never liked forcing others. If Du Yu is unwilling to compose poetry and compete with me, then fine. Drag this Song Jia Lin down and execute him with ten or eight strikes." Du Yu stood up, facing the scornful sneers of Shi Kai and Zheng Jing, enduring the suspicious and expectant gazes of Yun Ya and Zhong Hang Le, and under the anxious stares of Lin Xing He and Song Jia Lin, he resolutely stepped forward.

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