At first sight of the stone, Qian Sanjia's face was wrong.

I saw that the stone was dressed in fine cloth and purple, and he looked delicate. That's not the point, the point is - he doesn't see the slightest bit of ruthlessness, tyranny, or even a hint of cynicism, in this little girl's body.

Baoyu calmed the timid stone, pointed to Qian Sanjia and said, "Let him ask, ask what to answer, don't be afraid." ”

Stone nodded, two fluffy cat ears, swaying in a jet-black bun. She walked up to Qian Sanjia, peeked at Qian Sanjia with ignorant eyes, and hurriedly lowered her head.

"You, you ask. ”

Qian Sanjia's expression was complicated, but he still sacrificed a courage, and his talent hooked up with the righteousness of heaven and earth, turned into coercion, and pressed on Bai Shi's body.

White Stone raised his head and looked at him suspiciously, but there was no change.

[This, he is not afraid of the oppression of righteousness, is he really a kind person? Impossible, the half-demon is misunderstood by the world and suffers from the suffering of the world, how can his heart not be distorted?]

Qian Sanjia thought so, but his voice was softer, and he asked, "Have you ever killed someone?"

"Nope. ”

"So, what about harming people?"

"No, there isn't. ”

Under the oppression of righteousness, the great demon with thousands of pounds of strength can't lie in front of him at all. For a while, Qian Sanjia had mixed feelings in his heart, and he didn't know what it was like. The more he looked at the white stone, the more he liked it, how could such a wonderful person be a half-demon?

Baoyu had already asked once, and said with a smile: "What, don't you continue to ask?"

Qian Sanjia glared at him, hesitated for a moment, and still asked.

He pondered, "Have you ever done anything bad?"

"I didn't ...... No, it did. The stone panicked and trembled.

Qian Sanjia sighed, but he didn't want to fight with Baoyu, but he was just pitiful for Baishi, who couldn't keep this blank paper as pure and good. He looked at Baoyu and shook his head, to leave.

"Why, don't you ask?"

Baoyu stopped him and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid of the stone, tell him what bad things you have done." ”

"I, I've done one," Shiroshi almost cried, tears flashing in his eyes, "When I was a child, it seemed like three years old, no, four years old, I was hungry, and I stole a bud from the rice field to eat. Woo," he cried out, sobbing, "I'm sorry, I was wrong and I shouldn't have stolen, but I'm so hungry." At that time, I didn't have the strength to defeat the beasts in the mountains. I only stole one, really just one. Later, I helped the field catch bugs for a year...... I'm sorry, I shouldn't have stolen ......"

The audience was silent, is this also a bad thing?

Baoyu asked Ning Yue'er to take the stone away, and stuffed a bottle of potpourri over. After waiting for a few more moments, he asked, "Whose fault is it?"

I don't know what this question is about.

Qian Sanjia bit the corner of his mouth and said hatefully: "My fault." ”

I don't know what this answer is.

When Bai Shi walked away, he took a deep look again, and then he faced Baoyu. The waist bends slowly, and every millimeter of the bone, there is a crunchy sound of bones. Finally bent down, the palm of the hand was raised again, and every millimeter, the muscles and bones exploded even more.

He bent over, arched his hand, and said with a dark face: "Qian someone mistakenly believed other people's words, so that the literary position was suppressed, and your literary name was ruined." Qian someone sincerely apologizes for his sins, and hopes for forgiveness. ”

Then he faced the sky and said loudly: "Heaven and earth can be learned, Qian sincerely repents, hopes that the power of the civil position will disappear from the world." ”

As soon as the voice fell, Baoyu felt relaxed, looking inside Wenshan, but it was the largest and most powerful longbow vision, turning into nothingness.

He came back to his senses, looked at Qian Sanjia again, and there was a flame burning under his eyes.

"That's it, is it over?"

A sneer, cold as ice.

This laughter almost instantly dispersed everyone's thoughts—they cried out for Baoyu and for Baishi. Such a proper and lovely child, push yourself and others, and you will save yourself, regardless of whether it is a half-demon or not. But Baoyu held it and didn't let it go, it was really inappropriate.

Big deal.

Is Qian Mouxue a top three, or an old top three, what is Baoyu? It's just a student, and if he takes advantage of it, he wants Qian Sanjia to bend down and apologize. They saw it just now, Qian Sanjia surrendered his identity, not only bent over, but also arched his hand, not to mention, just eliminating the suppression of the position on the spot is already the biggest apology to Baoyu.

But Baoyu is not relenting, and he is already a little ...... A gentleman can be deceived in a way.

People have apologized, but you don't let go, this is not a gentleman's doing. What's more, with the status of a dignified top three, condescending to be noble, it is to give you a great face. What else do you want to do? What else do you want to do?

Everyone turned their heads to each other, and their disdainful eyes looked at Baoyu's cold face. Liu Sheng is a straight-eyed person, and if he can't get used to it, he has to say, thinking of his friendship with Baoyu these days, he held back his anger a lot, and still shouted at the top of his voice: "Second Master Bao, enough is enough, you are enough!"

"Not enough!"

Baoyu was full of talent, and he rushed straight to more than three feet. At this moment, I am afraid that more than half of his talent will be burned. His face was flushed, his eyes reflected the flames, but he said extremely coldly: "It's nothing to tarnish my literary name! It's nothing to suppress my literary position! Even if I don't have time to take the big exam in the spring, it's only a year, and I can apologize! But you are a top three...... money."

Suddenly walked to the plaque, pointed to both sides and said loudly: "Do you think these two sentences were written for me? Hmm! The spring silkworm is dead, and the candles are gray and tears are beginning to dry, just for this sentence 'I am willing to work for the common people in the world'? You think too high of me, I think too well, I am not so great!"

Self-deprecating literary name?

This is a self-deprecating literary name!

Jia Zheng was so angry that his face turned green, so he didn't go out to kill this son. Qian Sanjia over there, including the two lifters who came with him, all looked at Baoyu with strange eyes - it is not for nothing that he depreciates his literary name, but it is all ...... Stoop!

He, Jia Baoyu, doesn't look like a self-depraved person.

Generally speaking, it is difficult for literati to display their ambitions, there is no way to serve the country, and there is no way to bless the people, so they either choose to use their cultivation to protect one party, or choose decadence and degeneration.

Such characters act uninhibitedly, will depreciate their own literary names, and must do as they please. For example, the ancestor of the great Confucian Tao Yuanming, after the country was broken, liked the countryside, loved to drink, and was dissolute after drinking, and he was a self-deprecating literary name.

But what kind of person is a person, even if he depreciates his literary name, he is praised by everyone. And Jia Baoyu, just from the previous incident of Xianglou, he knew that he was determined to be in the world, and it was not to the extent that it was difficult to control himself after being frustrated. What's more, with him Jia Baoyu and a student, where does he have the qualifications to depreciate his literary name.

If you do this, you will really belittle yourself, and there is no room to turn over.

Baoyu and the others finished talking, and laughed: "I'm not depreciating my name, I'm just talking to myself, it's not time yet." Qian Sanjia, you apologize to me, you bowed, you gave up, and you eliminated the suppression of the position on the spot, don't you think it's too early? Before me, you haven't asked for justice for Daiyu!"

Qian Sanjia was like being struck by lightning, and muttered, "What justice?"

Although he asked, he had a vague feeling that something was wrong. Lin Daiyu is a person, he has heard of it, and he is envious. Although he is alive and dead, he is alive and dead, and he is reborn from the talent of heaven and earth. According to legend, Lin Daiyu is the highest-ranking of the red-sleeved girls and is known as the red-sleeved fairy.

Red-sleeved lady, red-sleeved fairy, he knows very well what kind of existence this kind of ghost elf is for literati!

Baoyu snorted coldly: "The spring silkworm is dead, and the candle is gray and tears are drying." How good the red-sleeved lady is to me and other literati, I, Jia Baoyu, if I don't seek justice for my sister Daiyu, I will be in vain!"

Qian Sanjia's eyes widened, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and he said in shock: "Could it be ...... I hurt the Red Sleeve Fairy?"

"100 crystal tears, three drops, what do you say?"

Burst!

Qian Sanjia took more than ten steps back, opened his mouth and spewed out a long blood arrow, and said in disbelief: "I hurt the red-sleeved fairy?

"Why not, I, Jia Baoyu, am I so stubborn and unbearable, and I can't have red-sleeved dependents!"

Baoyu took out a roll of paper from his sleeve and said, "This is what I spent seven days writing, and it is from my heart. Qian Sanjia, you said that Daiyu can't protect me like this, you want to question Daiyu's selfishness, you hurt her right? Very good, I, Jia Baoyu, defend myself with poetry, let you watch it and let you do it!"

He handed over the paper, gritted his teeth, and said, "Xuanhe's first edition is only seven feet six inches tall." Qian Sanjia, take the text out of context!"

Qian Sanjia was about to reach out to pick it up, but he wanted to see what poems Jia Baoyu had written to defend himself. But halfway through the hand, when I heard what Baoyu said, this palm couldn't move anymore.

Xuan He's first version, only seven feet six inches tall?

The seven people have suppressed the literary ranks, and Baoyu's literary name has been suppressed to the point where it is impossible to cultivate, so can Xuanhe still be seven feet six inches tall? So, if Baoyu's literary name is not damaged, how much higher will it be?

It must be more than eight feet!

The chapters that have always been made by people below and can reach the eight-foot talent spirit spring, as long as the literary level is higher and the literary name is more prosperous, it will inevitably reach nine feet away, and it will become a shocking article in ten cities. Ten cities together, up to the heavens, Baoyu's talent and learning, is really terrifying.

As soon as Qian Sanjia thought of this, he felt a chill all over his body. If Baoyu's talent surprised him, Baoyu's ruthlessness made him stunned and even a little scared.

took the text out of context, and even asked him to take it out of context!

It's a lose-lose situation!

The so-called taking the text out of context is to destroy the poems above Xuan He at one time. As long as it is used, the original original of the first edition of this article will completely dissipate and will not remain in the world, except for the scene that the article has created, which can be preserved for a long time.

Of course, this is not something that can be done at will, it must be done if you are above the show, at least on paper. And the price is the third percent of this person's talent.

Three percent talented, he needs ten years to recover.

And Jia Baoyu will lose a Xuanhe level, and in the future, he will definitely be able to hold a shocking article in ten cities!

To lose both is to lose both!