Lin Anruo's Goal
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Lin Anruo could not help but step forward.
After taking the piece of paper from the servant girl, she heard a cold voice not far away, "Hmph, I didn't expect that there would be such a talented person like Young Master Liang in the small Firewood City."
The source of the voice was naturally Yin Zhiping.
Although the Duke's Mansion did not pass down poetry and books, Yin Zhiping still had the ability to judge poetry and literature.
It was not until Gong Ziliang's poem appeared that the outcome of the first round of the poetry competition had already lost its suspense.
If he let the attendant appear on his behalf and belittle and ridicule the other party, the only one who would be embarrassed would be him.
However, it was definitely impossible for him to admit defeat just like that.
He cast a gaze at Lin Anruo's maid. The struggling expression on the latter's face only lasted for a moment before she said.