Chapter Twenty-Nine: Incompetence First
Xue Pan trembled with anger, and saw Baoyu give him a look, and said below: "The king has a royal way, the law has a law, and in this world, it is a king's law." You asked me to hand over Xue Pan, no problem, but there is one thing, you have to say it to me. ”
Lin Xiuzhu lowered his head slightly, raised his hand and said, "Please speak." ”
Baoyu looked at the white-robed Xiucai beside him Lin Xiuzhu, and said with a smile: "Hurting people in public, naturally there is a saying about hurting people in public, but your brother slandered my Jiabao brother for no reason and ruined his literary name, I don't know what kind of crime it is?"
Lin Xiuzhu was stunned for a moment, shook his head and laughed, his little face was full of sarcasm, which everyone could see.
He said to Baoyu: "This is not slander, is there anyone in the middle capital who doesn't know that Jia Baoyu is a straw bag? ”
Baoyu's face was indifferent for a while, and he snorted, "What's the word?"
"Listen. ”
Lin Xiuzhu whispered:
"Seeking sorrow and hatred for no reason, sometimes it seems to be stupid and crazy, even if you are born with a good skin, your belly is reckless.
Ignorant of world affairs, stupid and afraid to read articles, perverse and perverse, then slander the world!
Rich and noble do not know happiness, poverty is unbearable and desolate; poor and miserable, and there is no hope for the country or the family.
Incompetence is the first in the world, ancient and modern are unparalleled;
The voice was low and tactful at first, and gradually impassioned, Lin Xiuzhu groaned to the emotional place, almost shouting at the top of his voice: "We are the disciples of saints, or students, or talents, eating the country's money, and serving the country, you can't learn such anointing, incompetent first, unequaled!"
"Okay, good, good incompetent! Good unmatched!" Baoyu clapped his hands and laughed, and at the same time let Li Gui and Mingyan stop Xue Pan.
He sneered and asked, "I don't know what Brother Bao did, is it a *** woman, or is it full of people? What are you arranging him like this for?"
"As far as you say, you have never met Brother Bao, and as far as I know, Brother Bao is very tightly controlled, and he has only been out of the house a handful of times in his life. I want to ask what he did to make you so harmful!"
The phalanges of the palm that Baoyu was carrying behind him turned white, and he was really angry. He used to think it was strange: Why did articles like "Remembering Qin'e" only fall into one that was only eight feet tall and at the level of Xuanhe? It turned out that he was arranged like this outside, not to mention his literary name, it was simply notorious!
If the name of the poem is broken, no one will be willing to learn, write, understand, and research, and naturally no one will spread it widely. In the eyes of this world, no matter how high the quality of "Remembering Qin'e" is, no matter how great the role is, it can only be at the level of Xuanhe if it is affected by his literary name.
This directly affected him to ignite more Wenhuo, and even in the future, it affected him to burn Wenshan, refine Wengong, and affect him to build Wengong, so that he could make a hundred feet of progress, and it was rare to go further. Baoyu asked again: "Wait, where did you come from!"
Lin Xiuzhu was stunned for a moment, thinking about it carefully, he really hadn't heard of Jia Baoyu's bad deeds that hurt heaven and reason, and Lin Hezheng next to him pulled him, raised his head and glared at Baoyu, and shouted: "What do you know about the literati? That Baoyu didn't open Wenshan, he wasn't a student, so naturally he didn't have a literary name to say." Hugh used that incompetent child to open the topic, today, I will definitely let the dumb overlord go to the Zhongdu Mansion to go to the palace!"
"Why?"
"He hurts people wantonly!"
Baoyu laughed and said, "You just talked about the literati, then I want to talk to you." If you are interrupted by someone who is unable to write or write a poem, what kind of crime is he charged?"
Lin Hezheng sneered and said: "Just him, he still composes poetry, you listen, one two, thirty, five, six, seven, eighty, ninety, this is also called poetry, don't laugh at the world's big teeth." ”
Baoyu shouted: "Tell me, what kind of crime it is!"
Lin Xiuzhu felt that something was wrong, and secretly pulled the corners of Lin Hezheng's clothes, and was taken by Lin Hezheng, and almost fell. I saw Lin Hezheng sneering on his face, and said: "With the law of the Great Zhou Dynasty, maliciously judging people's ideas, you can be sent to 3,000 li as a slave; if the Jinshi approves it, it is enough to be Xuanhe's poem, and he will be sentenced to hanging; if he delays the opening of Wenshan, he will be killed by a thousand knives." I said, what about you? Just stay in the straw bag of the overlord Xue Pan, is it possible that there are still good poems coming out?"
There were snickers all around, and Lin He was holding his chest high, becoming more and more proud.
Baoyu waited for him to finish proudly, and said with a smile: "There really is." He chuckled and said, "Actually, the elder brother of the Xue family has already thought of the poems, and he told me that he was interrupted by you and forgot about it for a while." ”
As soon as these words came out, the whole hall was silent, and the needles could be heard. Even Xue Pan opened his mouth wide and looked at Baoyu stupidly.
"Brother, good brother, I really didn't ......" Xue Pan scratched his head anxiously.
Baoyu shook his head at him slightly, turned his face to look at the Lin family brothers below, and saw Lin Xiuzhu sneering at him, pulling Lin He and was about to retreat. Baoyu glanced at this young man, but it was a pity that this young man's talented brother was really ignorant.
I saw Lin Hezheng sneering even more, and said: "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eighty, ninety, good poetry, good poetry, interesting, interesting, I want to hear the full text, and I hope this young master will give you one or two." ”
"Don't dare to give advice, you listen, after listening, go to the Zhongdu Mansion to get a distribution. But you have to take care of yourself and try to stay away from Jinling City. ”
"Don't bother, please advise. ”
Lin Hezheng was not stunned at all, listen, just one, two, three, four, who can continue such poems? He just said a reason, and he was beaten in vain, this hatred and hatred must be investigated before he can stop!
There was a lot of discussion around, and those students and showmen read it carefully in their mouths, but they couldn't continue to be a decent poem. They looked at Baoyu with pity, and felt that someone would not be able to get off the stage and would lose face. It's just that Xue Pan really has no ink on his chest, and he is hard to take it.
On the top floor of the Xiangxiang Building, Bai Nanyan frowned and pondered, and said: "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eighty, ninety, this continuation is a good continuation, but none of them can have a little artistic conception." This son, I'm afraid I'm going to lose face. ”
Ning Yue'er said anxiously: "Miss, you can't continue to be good......?"
Bai Nanyan shook his head and said, "I can't continue, and neither can the master of the Great Day Pavilion." Yue'er, the son you like may be virtuous, but he really doesn't know how to advance or retreat. Hehe, a gentleman is virtuous, but a gentleman may not have enough brains. ”
She closed her eyes and sighed softly.
Baoyu closed his eyes, let him laugh, let him go crazy, and when he had laughed enough, he opened his eyes, and his eyes were as cold as frost in the deep pool of the wax moon.
"One, two, three, four," he whispered, "five, six, seven, eight, ninety." ”
When he arrived here, he suddenly laughed, his fingers went over to everyone below one by one, and finally poked them in the faces of the Lin family brothers, raised his voice, and said in a low voice: "Eat up the royal thousand bells, how many phoenixes?"
Lin Hezheng's expression suddenly stiffened.
Lin Xiuzhu muttered in his mouth: "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eighty, ninety;
Click! Teeth clenched, biting off a piece of the skin of the mouth, blood flowing. Lin Xiuzhu took a few steps back, his chest rose and fell violently, he raised his eyes to see that the Xianglou was full of glory, and then he thought that Xicheng was starving everywhere, and his mind trembled violently, and the fire was shaking, and there were as many as five of them. He bowed deeply to Baoyu and said bitterly: "Confucianism is the last to enter Lin Xiuzhu, thank your predecessors for your guidance." ”
"You're a man of conscience. Baoyu put her hands behind her back and looked up.
Be a man and leave a line, and see each other in the future, he doesn't look below, but gives face to everyone present. There were many people who were thinking about his words, and they turned blue and walked out secretly, and when he looked again, there were more than half of the people present.
But slowly, those who left came back, and they were either guilty or angry, but they all bowed down to Baoyu and said, "I will listen to the teachings." ”
The sage said: Knowing mistakes can be changed, and good is great, that is to say, knowing mistakes and not changing them, or running away and hiding, are not worthy of being a saint's disciple.
Seeing that everyone had changed the direction of the wind, Lin Hezheng's face was full of anger and he was not moved at all. He angrily rebuked, "You're just a limerick!"
Baoyu smiled and said: "That's right, it's just a limerick, but who said that if you can't make a limerick, you can't be famous? ”
Lin Hezheng sneered: "It is impossible to make a limerick a name. ”
Baoyu sneered and was silent.
On the top floor of the Xiangxiang Building, Bai Nanyan stood up suddenly, his charming face was full of surprise, and then he smiled: "Okay! What a phoenix, how many things! He is borrowing Lin Xiuzhu's words to deal with others in turn." Lin Xiuzhu came to say, 'We are the disciples of the saints, or the students, or the talents, eating the country's money, and serving the country, you can't learn this kind of anointing, incompetent first, unequaled!', he came to a 'eat all the royal thousand bells, how many phoenixes?', this is a sparrow who scolded them for being a scourge, and went back directly. Thinking of my marriage building, my marriage building is full of glory, and the outside is hungry all over the wilderness, which one of these people in the marriage fragrance building has face left?"
Ning Yue'er smiled bitterly: "Miss, I know, I understand." Didn't you see Lin Xiuzhu being vomited blood, and the simmer was extinguished several times? But when his poem goes out, we will have no business.
Hmph, I arranged Liuyun Pavilion for him in vain, it's really a conscienceless. ”
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Lin Hezheng was arguing with strong words and wanted to go out. As a showman, how could he not know that Baoyu's poem could be famous? It is said that it is indeed difficult to achieve a mere limerick poem, and it is indeed difficult to achieve a talent that is three feet tall and ends up famous, but Baoyu's poem is different, and it is smashed on everyone's hearts.
The law of the Great Zhou Dynasty: students are exempt from forced labor, and they are paid one tael of silver per month; They eat the country's money, and in today's stormy and shaky situation, they do not think about giving relief to the victims and do not think about serving the country, and they run to this place of wind and snow to spoil the silver, which is disloyal! Confucianism attaches great importance to etiquette and the law of disloyalty, and the crime of disloyalty is too great!
It can be said that although this poem is a limerick poem, it occupies the time, place, and people, not to mention that it is catchy to read, even if the sentences are incomprehensible and messy, it can also make the world talk about it. Now that it has been written, it will inevitably move the name.
"Hmph, such a bullshit sentence can even make a limerick. It's really annoying that those who don't know are innocent!"
Lin Hezheng flicked his sleeves and wanted to leave.