This gang of Hanlin is extremely ruthless, but they are not soft at all in dealing with this group of stinky readers, and they have exhausted all the processes with just one typing.

In the end, the person who was kicked in the circle to read can be described as holding his head and crying with blood on his face. These Hanlin, while not talking, are still scolding and scolding, and they are generally talking about what they are yelling about in the morning.

The beaten scholar was extremely unconvinced, only to see him clenching a book of sages in both hands, and shouting: "I am a scholar, and the gentleman does not move his hands." ”

Those Hanlin ignored him, but beat him harder. Just kidding, are people who read books very valuable? They are all born to read people, and if you are a book person, do you have the privilege?

One of those Hanlin, in particular, was even more furious after hearing the scholar's remarks, and threatened while beating: "This official is willing to beat you in order to teach you how to be a man, but you don't appreciate it." With that, he put on a sad face and kicked him a few more times.

No one spoke for the scholar, and most of the onlookers were in the mood of watching the play. And the readers who shouted together just now all chose to remain silent. Just because they're nerds doesn't mean they're stupid. At this time, whoever dares to talk too much will be beaten! Seeing their colleagues and former classmates being ravaged like this, they can only pray silently in their hearts: "Don't be beaten to death." ”

Compared with this group of people, Xiaohua is not afraid of anyone. Just kidding, even the son of the head of the household has to take a detour when he sees him, not to mention Hanlin who is a big official.

I don't know when, Xiaohua came up with the idea of revenge again. This group of Hanlin has made a lot of money by themselves, but they have made a miserable situation for their group of fair-loving people. No, if he doesn't give these three Hanlin a little bitterness today, he won't be surnamed Hua. Thinking of this, Xiaohua called Wu Zheng, who was watching the play and was having fun, and said in a deep voice: "Do you want to beat someone?"

Wu Zheng was stunned when he heard this, he used to be beaten by himself, but now when he was suddenly asked about beating someone, he would inevitably have some doubts in his heart. Wu Zheng looked at Xiaohua strangely, he had already figured out Xiaohua. Once Xiaohua politely asks herself, then there will definitely be no good thing. He's a good thing, when will he think about himself?

Seeing that Wu Zheng was silent, Xiaohua continued: "Don't you think that person who reads is very pitiful" Xiaohua deliberately made a sympathetic look and looked at the scholar who was beaten.

Wu Zheng swallowed his saliva and shook his head very dryly. It's not that he doesn't want to beat those Hanlin, but he was really miserable by Xiaohua. He doesn't trust Xiaohua anymore, this product will only sell himself.

Regarding Wu Zheng's performance, Xiaohua saw it, of course, he also expected that Wu Zheng would not agree so easily. So Xiaohua is not in a hurry, take your time, anyway, they are still in the mountains now, and this Hanlin can't run far. So, Xiaohua spread her hands and gave up.

Xiaohua's abnormal performance made Wu Zheng's heart slightly uneasy. No, it stands to reason that if you get to this point, you should turn from an inducement to a threat. Wu Zheng was actually ready to be persecuted early on, as long as Xiaohua clenched his fists, he immediately coaxed. Wu Zheng is very undisciplined, as long as you scare a little, I'll be gone.

Early in the morning, there is always hope. Of course, that's also for those who haven't been beaten. As for the hard-working scholar who had just been beaten, his nose was bruised, his face was swollen, and his nose was bleeding, it was a different scene.

The beating just now did not dampen his will to study. On the contrary, he regarded it as a tempering of God. I have to say that this scholar's idea is also wonderful. If it were someone else, it would definitely be secretly plotting how to retaliate. But only this scholar, he thanked those Hanlin for coming.

And the scholar's classmates are now all around him, shouting and asking for warmth. This scholar is not angry, and he is a self-caring reader of the sage book, no matter what others say. This kind of glassy friendship, don't do it.

Xiaohua looked at those Hanlin coldly, he really wanted to beat these people. But in the end, Xiaohua still chose forbearance. He is a man of culture, if he is rude, wouldn't he be no different from those Hanlin. To deal with these people, he still has to outwit and use his brain to figure out a way. Ideas such as throwing black bricks, sack pullovers, laxatives, etc., are ideas that only a smart person like him can come up with.

Wu Zheng was unwilling to cooperate, so Xiaohua decided to do it herself. Isn't there a tea shed not far below, Shangshu estimates that these Hanlin will definitely go to have a drink, and when the time comes, it will be their own world. Xiaohua thought like this, and suddenly felt someone tapping her on the shoulder.

Xiaohua subconsciously turned around and found that it was Wu Zheng. "What are you doing?" Xiaohua asked angrily, and then didn't forget to give him a blank look.

Wu Zheng licked his lips, as if he was a little twisted, and said, "I think you are right, I should get rid of the violence and be good, and beat those Hanlin." ”

Hearing this, Xiaohua raised her eyebrows and looked at Wu Zheng calmly. The eyes were clear, full of pleading, not like lying. However, the sprinkler family doesn't need it. So Xiaohua waved her hand and said indifferently: "My son doesn't need it." With that, he walked forward with his head held high. Wu Zheng was left alone, and the stupid pestle was in place.

After the early morning, the Hanlin took the students down the mountain, talking and laughing along the way, and the time passed quickly. Descending the mountain is not as hard as going up, just beware of one accidentally falling off the cliff. And this is also the fastest way to go down the mountain, but no one dares to try it.

The group of scholars were listless, thinking that it was because they had persevered all night in the cold wind last night. Other people are here to test the exam, but they are here to play with their lives. Originally, in their fantasies, this admission test was just an essay. Originally, this was the time when they were in their prime and made great progress. Who would have thought, and didn't know that it was the ghost idea that the immoral thing came up with, and he actually wanted to climb the mountain. Oh my God, don't look at their little arms and legs, can they withstand such torture? Some of them have already fallen, and they can't walk anymore. Now their only wish is to wrap themselves in a quilt and eat a bowl of steaming noodles, and nothing else can they ask for.

In the warm pavilion, His Majesty the Emperor sneezed inexplicably, and I don't know who was talking about himself. Come to think of it, the martial arts test in this academy is over today, and some students are praising themselves. Thinking of this, His Majesty the Emperor took a sip of tea and a smug smile appeared on his face.

In the past, the college exams were almost all essays. After that, the Hanlin Sect will make corrections to select the students. However, His Majesty the Emperor felt that this was very inappropriate, after all, there was still cultivation in this Wenwu Academy. So this time, His Majesty the Emperor racked his brains and finally came up with the idea of climbing the mountain. Of course, His Majesty the Emperor would never admit that he came up with such an idea because he wanted to climb the mountain, after all, it doesn't sound good to say.

At this time, a figure outside the warm pavilion hurriedly took small steps and walked in. Then, the person said in a strange voice: "Your Majesty, the martial arts test is over. ”

His Majesty the Emperor pondered for a while, then put down the teacup in his hand and asked happily, "How is it?"

Gonggong Qi glanced at His Majesty the Emperor, and seeing that he was quite concerned, he couldn't help muttering in his heart. Should we tell the truth, or should we be sycophants? If we tell the truth, we are afraid of being beaten. Others don't know, but he doesn't know. The students of the entire academy scolded this mountain climbing. Scold from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain, and then scold all the way down from the top of the mountain.

Not only that, but the scolding skills of these scholars are not comparable to ordinary people. If it were an ordinary person, it would probably be just a few words. But they are different, they are scholars, and they are best at reading and composing.

According to the Dongchang report, the students of the academy have been scolded for flowers. scolded for the last morning in a row, and there was no duplicate. What's more, they will also quote scriptures and put this person with the bully of that ancient time. Of course, these are just some ordinary scholars who can come up with them. As for the more talented, these scolding sentences are collected and sorted out, and finally compiled into a song. Not to mention, it's quite catchy and artistic to sing!

When Father-in-law Qi first learned the news, he was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat! Although His Majesty's temper is not good, if he really starts to lose his temper, the three Father-in-law Qi will not be able to bear it. So, Father-in-law Qi finally decided to suppress this matter and treat it as if he didn't know.

Now that His Majesty the Emperor happened to ask, Gonggong Qi broke out in a cold sweat again. Fortunately, he prepared his rhetoric in advance, so he pretended to be calm and said: "The students of the academy all praise this new type of examination, and praise and disapproval are prosperous. Speaking of this, Father-in-law Qi felt that his head was a little heavier and the pressure was too great. Now, what he said is the sin of deceit.

But since it's all been said, it's better to say it again. With the mentality of making His Majesty the Emperor happy, Gonggong Qi continued: "Among the students of the academy, there may be talented people, and they actually made up a song to praise the person who came up with this question, which is really a good story. After saying this, Gonggong Qi finally breathed a sigh of relief, nine deaths and one life!

In the past, at this time, His Majesty the Emperor should have let himself retreat with a smile. Today, however, it is a little different. His Majesty the Emperor still had a smile on his face, but he said something that made Gong Qi almost angry.

I saw His Majesty the Emperor smile faintly, and then slowly spit out a sentence: "How is this song sung?"