Chapter 100: I Don't Want Chrysanthemum!

Yesterday I asked who Bai Qing was, I read the comments, and I got a lot of undisciplined speculations, what "all the clothes are in the day", what "Bai Qing == Bai Qin", inspired by this, I think I will be undisciplined for a few days, so don't greet the chapter name of this chapter, I was taken badly.

There's a lot of content in this chapter.,I wanted to finish writing and then send it.,It's better to send it first.,I'm going to write it next.怂

History books or something, it's all nonsense, just watch it for fun-

Off topic -

"The Biography of the Later Seven Sages of the Great Qi" records: "...... At that time, the traitorous party was regent, and the emperor served the virtuous in the Yingrui Queen's Mansion, and he was happy to win the seven sages of the young man. The seven sages offered advice to hoe and rape, and worked together to help the community, and the emperor felt it in his heart, and gave the name of the ancient seven sages, and the world called the seven sages. ā€

The teenagers also felt that it was inappropriate, but since Bai Qing had chosen, he must have loved bamboo very much, so no one mentioned yƬ and asked him to change. Subsequently, the teenagers made a poem order, and whoever won was chosen first, but they all cleverly avoided the chrysanthemum, and finally the chrysanthemum flower fell on the head of Xiao Wenlin, who left early.

Cui Yuan was stunned for a moment, and looked at Bai Qing strangely - the bamboo is tough and upright, the frost is proud of the snow, and the four seasons are verdant. To be honest, the demeanor of the bamboo should be compared to the governor, the bearing of the white brother, these virtuous names can not be compared, if you insist on picking one, the elegant and noble orchid, it may be more appropriate.

Bai Qing cultivated very well, and said with a leisurely smile: "Bamboo." ā€

Twilight Qing glanced at Han Qichu, and sure enough, it was the student he taught, who was in Fengxian at the beginning, such an upright and pure young man, but now he has also learned to cheat, and he is still beating around the bush.

The teenagers admired Bai Qing, and sure enough, they had no objections, and they all agreed.

"Brother Bai is the head of the Seven Sages, and this sage should be chosen by Brother Bai first, so let's wait for a new election." Cui Yuan is not stupid, since he heard that the chrysanthemum has a deep meaning, he relied on the account and proposed a re-election in the name of Bai Qing.

The teenagers automatically counted Bai Qing, and no matter whether he went to Jiangnan or not, they all regarded him as the head of the Seven Sages.

In this way, it is still the Seven Sages.

Han Qichu also smiled and said: "You wait to go to Jiangnan, the virtuous name is taken to avoid danger, you can like it, I follow the governor, don't go to Jiangnan, this virtuous name is useless." ā€

Cui Yuan was stunned for a moment, inexplicable, the teenagers thought at first that Twilight didn't love chrysanthemum, but now they finally heard that this "chrysanthemum" seemed to have a deep meaning, but before they asked, they heard Twilight say again: "I'm not a Confucian general, don't be a virtuous name." ā€

Twilight Qing took the chopsticks, took a bite silently, and nodded to Cui Yuan: "Courage is commendable." ā€

"Don't do it, I want it!" Cui Yuan smiled excitedly and snatched it over as if he was grabbing a treasure.

Chrysanthemum really doesn't suit her, she suits bamboo.

But......

The whole hall was stunned, Bai Qing smiled and raised her eyes to look at her, Meilan Zhuju has been known as the Four Gentlemen since ancient times, the chrysanthemum, Yu people are pure and noble, what's wrong?

Well?

Twilight was eating, and when she heard this, her face was quite pale, and she said seriously: "I don't want chrysanthemums." ā€

The teenagers nodded one after another, discussing the need to add two more virtuous names, including Han Qichu.

When the young man was fighting for the virtuous number, Cui Yuan said: "Why don't you take the number one as the governor, who said that a military general can't have a virtuous number, and there are no Confucian generals in the world?" ā€

During the founding of the People's Republic of China, there were seven wise men under the account of Gaozu, who had been called plum, orchid, bamboo, chrysanthemum, pine, snow and wind, and the world called them the seven sages, and now the seven sages have been ancient, and today there are eight people in the hall, Dusk Qing is a military general, Han Qichu is Twilight's strategist, and the two do not go to Jiangnan, so there are still six people left, plus Xiao Wenlin, who retired early, is exactly seven people.

Cui Yuan didn't ask, but this did not hinder the interest of him and a group of friends, more than half of the banquet, everyone discussed going to Jiangnan, because among them, only Xiao Wenlin's parents and clansmen were in Lingnan, and the rest of their families were in Jiangbei.

Han Qichu smiled and said nothing, very profound.

Xiao Wenlin was not there, the atmosphere of the luncheon was still lively, He Chen, Liu Ze and the Zhu family brothers admired Bai Qing and asked him for advice one by one, Bai Qing answered one by one, the breadth of knowledge and the depth of knowledge made the teenagers admire, Cui Yuan secretly asked Han Qichu, "Teacher, where does this person come from?" ā€

Twilight Qing was given the gift to sit down, and then everyone sat down again, and then Liu Heizi and Shi Dahai came in with food and had a luncheon.

Twilight Qing went to sit down, Han Qichu led the teenagers to salute her, Bai Qing looked at the head with a smile, and got up slowly, giving Twilight a deep look. Han Qichu couldn't help coughing and glanced at Bai Qing deeply.

"Hmm." Twilight Qing agreed lightly, and stepped into the flower hall, she didn't say anything to stay, although the Governor's Mansion is small, but there are rules, these teenagers are still very immature, and it is always good to have more experience.

If you have asked to go, even if you have remorse, you must depart.

Xiao Wenlin knew that he was wrong, not that he didn't want to stay, but the wind of Daxing Keqing was very heavy, and the students and literati gathered with great etiquette, and he was invited to a banquet.

The young man knelt down and bowed, got up and said to Duqing: "Thank you for the invitation, these three days of garden party, I have benefited a lot from the next, and I will say goodbye today, and tomorrow I will ask the governor for permission to come to the door under the door, and bear the guilt." ā€

Xiao Wenlin took a deep look at Bai Qing at the door, and said: "It was Xiao who was reckless before, I didn't know Brother Bai's good intentions, and I was offended, I hope Brother Bai will be worshiped by Xiao!" ā€

Han Qichu looked at Bai Qing, his eyes were quite deep, and he was impressed - it turned out that in addition to the governor, there was another person who could be worshiped and followed by people with a body in white clothes.

No one knows who Bai Qing is, no one asks at the moment, and the teenagers are just unconsciously convinced.

The teenagers looked at each other when they heard this, their faces were calm, and then they got up one after another and said in unison: "I will remember the teachings and live up to expectations!" ā€

Bai Qing smiled, lowered his eyes to taste tea, and poured cold water, "It is rumored that not a river can be separated by a river in the world, and neither can a river be separated by a spy between the DPRK and China." The road to a great cause is full of thorns and thorns. I will point out a clear path for you, but this road is not a smooth road, and you need to overcome obstacles and work together. I hope that this road can be full of wise people such as you and the courage of the brave, and he will return to the dynasty one day, that is, he will become the pillar of the country. ā€

The teenagers understood that the saint often went to the Bianhe Palace, and Bianzhou must be safe. Wu and Yi are close to Bianzhou, although they don't know the shape, they are better than Lingnan. Poetry and nursery rhymes have always spread fast among the people, and the world is not a river can be blocked, they can save their lives in the south of the Yangtze River and can correct the name of the saint, then there will be a response from the poor students, if the saint has the heart of the poor students, it is to win the hearts of the people of the world, presumably with the Yuan family can have a competition.

"You can go to Bianzhou, Wuzhou, and Yizhou." Bai Qing pointed, but did not explain much.

These students are still young men, and they are from poor families, and they don't know much about the secret affairs of the imperial court.

"I am a Lingnan person, the king of Lingnan is honest and loves the people, and he is quite popular with the people, how can he be the Yuan Party?" Xiao Wenlin said.

In this way, Jiangnan may not be insured.

He Chen said: "But I heard that the king of Lingnan is the Yuan party, and there is a lot of friction with He Jiajun. ā€

Gangnam?

"Strength can be exhausted, sorrow can be divided, and life must not be lost." Bai Qing smiled, graceful, "You really only have a pen to rely on now, but you must not be in Jiangbei." The He family in Jiangnan has a feud with the Yuan family, and if they go to Jiangnan, they can save their lives. ā€

"We just want to do our best to share the worries of the Holy One." Liu Ze looked at Bai Qing with admiration.

The students were speechless, although the saint was difficult in the court, he was still the honor of the Ninth Five. The Daxing Shi clan is prosperous, and there is no way to enter the Shi family, I don't know how many people worship under the Shi clan for the future, and they are driven and humiliated, and no one has ever sued them, they are so important.

"The saint is difficult, if you are thirsty for talent, you are a young student, the hope of the country, the talent of entering the court to discuss the national policy, the courage of the reckless man can only fulfill himself, and keeping Qingshan can benefit the people of Li in the future. You say, "Would the Holy One want to watch you die in danger?" ā€

Xiao Wenlin was stunned for a moment, and the young students looked at Bai Qing and saw him glance at them, which was less casual and more meaningful.

"Well, you don't care about dying." Bai Qing approached the tea stove and roasted his hands, as if it were true and false, "I just don't know if the saint wishes you to die." ā€

"So what?" Xiao Wenlin laughed angrily, "The reckless man also has a lot of blood, and he also knows the rise and fall of the world!" Could it be that he watched the Yuan party leader and the wolf breeder suffer from it, and didn't think about the suffering of the people at the border? Although Xiao is a poor student, his conscience is there, what if he is a reckless man? ā€

"The wise man seeks things, knows the danger and turns the danger; A brave man acts and takes risks knowing that he is in danger; The reckless man acted and knew that he was in danger and was bent on dying. You're not even a brave man. ā€

"What did you say?" Xiao Wenlin turned around and stared at Bai Qing angrily.

Bai Qing looked at the tea stove, did not raise his head, and said casually: "If you have great ambitions, you can leave." ā€

"The spring banquet is at the invitation of the governor, Xiao left early, he is ashamed of the governor, and he will come to the door to ask for the crime another day!" Xiao Wenlin shook his head deeply, and left.

Xiao Wenlin bumped into Twilight Qing head-on, Twilight Qing looked into the hall, and saw Cui Yuan and the Zhu family brothers getting up to persuade him, He Chen ignored it, Liu Ze looked worried, and Bai Qing was dedicated to cooking tea.

Xiao Wenlin flicked his sleeves and walked out of the side hall, and Twilight Qing turned from behind the tree when he saw the situation, pretending to have just entered the garden, and he opened the peach branch and appeared.

"I thought that Brother Bai had a deep understanding of the world, but I didn't expect that he was a greedy person!" Xiao Wenlin got up angrily, he was good at chess since he was a child, his chess strength is very high, and he rarely met someone who could win five games in a row, originally he admired this Bai Qing a little, but he was just competitive, and wanted to debate political affairs with him, but he didn't expect him to have a sharp eye for things, but he was suspected of being greedy, "The Tao is not the same, Xiao said goodbye!" ā€

Bai Qing's voice was quite light, holding the tea lightly, the teenagers were speechless, and when the tea was halfway through, when he raised his head, he saw Xiao Wenlin's face full of anger.

On that seat, Bai Qing sat on the ground, cooking tea and tasting tea, so leisurely, hearing Liu Ze's strategy, or pouring cold water, "I know that the Yuan Party is powerful, self-reliance is very small, and I have to hit the stone with an egg, don't you know that once the poems are introduced to the people, you will be immediately named a chaotic party, at least you will be arrested by the official portrait, and at the worst it will affect your relatives and relatives, once you are arrested, it is impossible to live?" ā€

saw that Han Qichu did not speak, but kept looking at the seat opposite.

He looked at Han Qichu as he spoke, he was older than them, he had more experience than them, and his wisdom and talent were better than those of them, who had only read the books of sages, I wonder what he thought about this matter?

As soon as these words came out, the side hall was quiet for a while, and Cui Yuan muttered: "Although Brother Liu's strategy is mild, this is indeed the only thing that I can do when I wait for Han Sheng. ā€

The young man in a white shirt is a hairpin, handsome and handsome, and his voice is like a spring breeze, "The saint has endured humiliation for many years, but this matter is not known to the world. The sergeant clan of the DPRK has power, and I have the heart to worry about the king, but his power is very little. However, the meager power can shake the sun and the moon, and we can only rely on the pen and mouth, why not give poems to spread all over the world, expose the heart of the Yuan Party to usurp the dynasty, and wash away the stigma of the saint? ā€