"Bai Gongzi, Li Gongzi, for the sake of Ziqian being a cow and a horse for you in the past, help me and Lord Xuezheng intercede. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info. ”

The desperate Liu Ziqian turned his head to look at Bai Zicong and Li Chengze who were sitting at the top, his eyes were rekindled with hope, and his voice pleaded in a sad voice.

How could Bai Zicong and Li Chengze provoke Fu Xuezheng for him, they could only look at their noses and noses, and they didn't hear what they did.

"Li Gongzi, for Hui Niang's sake, you have to pull me too. ”

Seeing that the two of them were unmoved, Liu Ziqian suddenly felt a burst of despair in his heart, and shouted a little crazy.

Huang Zicheng heard Liu Ziqian mention his wife Huiniang, and couldn't help chuckling, and the disdain and disdain on his face became even stronger.

Obviously, Huang Zicheng is not the only one who knows about this affair in Beixian County, and many people's faces have become strange.

Liu Ziqian sold his wife for glory, which is really shameless.

And Li Chengze, the dignified, young and promising master bookkeeper, has a bad taste and a good wife, which also makes many people refresh their understanding of him.

"Mad dog, mad dog, what a mad dog. ”

Li Chengze felt the playful gaze of everyone, his face was a little pale, and the shame and fear in his eyes could not be concealed, he stood up and pointed at Liu Ziqian, and shouted angrily.

"Drag him out for me, don't stain the old man's ears. ”

Fu Juren looked at the farce in front of him, and he also had a feeling of losing face. The good impression of Li Chengze in his heart has also been greatly reduced. Susu was furious and shouted.

Seeing that the boss was angry, the two guards dared to be perfunctory, and dragged Liu Ziqian out like a dead dog with both hands.

No matter how Liu Ziqian struggles, in the end, he can't avoid being ruined and swept away.

Fu Juren looked at Li Chengze's performance, with his wisdom, how could he not understand, and he couldn't help but be secretly disappointed in his heart.

Looking at Fu Juren's disappointed eyes, losing the support of Xuezheng, his career will become bleak, thinking of this, his heart is like a knife cut, ruining people's future, like killing his parents, and the resentment towards Situ and Liu Ziqian who caused all this is heavier.

Even the Hui Niang, who was raised in another courtyard and was quite favored by him, was hated because of this incident.

Situ Xing looked at the luck above Liu Ziqian's head with a faint look, the already sloppy luck, because he offended Fu Xuezheng and Li Chengze, not only completely dissipated, but also a trace of black calamity rising.

Looking at Li Chengze, who had gloomy eyes, and Liu Ziqian, who was unaware and had dull and empty eyes, Situ couldn't help but feel sad for his life.

With such a heart and such a strategy, it is really ridiculous to dare to call yourself the mastermind.

The most ridiculous thing is that he has not yet figured out the situation. Li Chengze is now unable to protect himself, how can he risk offending Fu Juren to intercede for him?

"Those who talk on paper are overwhelmed!"

Looking at Liu Ziqian, whose eyes were dull and he was dragged away like a dead dog, Situ Xing secretly labeled him in his heart.

Seeing that Fu Juren sat on the main seat again, everyone also knelt in front of the copywriter, because it was a poetry meeting, pen, ink, paper and inkstone could be seen everywhere.

Situ Xing was not polite, pinched the wolf pen that the maid had moistened, and wrote neatly on the smooth paper.

The mountain is not high, and there is a fairy name. The water is not deep, and if there is a dragon, it will be spiritual. Si is a burrow, but Wu Dexin. The moss marks are green, and the grass is green. There is a lot of talk and laughter, and there is no white ding. You can tune the piano and read the Golden Sutra. There is no silk and bamboo, and there is no case. Nanyang Zhuge Lu, West Shuzi Cloud Pavilion. Confucius: What's ugly?"

As Situ Xing's pen and ink fell, an inch of literary tone suddenly rose in the eyes of everyone.

One inch!

Two inches!

Three inches!

Four inches!

Five inches!

After reaching the five inches, the tone seemed to have reached a certain limit, and it no longer rose, and everyone shook their heads with some regret, and there was a trace of hidden indescribable joy.

After the Wen Qi reached six inches, the Wen Zhong rang by itself, and Mingzhou.

Such an article will definitely be published in "Wen Yi Zai Dao" and will be famous in all countries.

Zhibei County has not been out for more than 100 years, and Fu Juren looked at the five-inch literary tone with some regret, just a little bit.

If it can reach the six-inch literary atmosphere, this poetry meeting will definitely be sung all over the world.

As the organizer of the poetry club, Fu Juren will also gain a lot of fame. It's a pity ...

Situ Xing seemed to be thinking, squinting his eyes and pretending to sleep, but the brush in his hand never put down.

Isn't this article over yet?

Thinking of a possibility, everyone's hearts couldn't help but rise again.

"Si is a burrow, but Wu Dexin!"

There seemed to be a huge resistance, which made the last few words of Situ Xing write very slowly, and even like ants crawling, but no one dared to come forward to complain, let alone be alarmed.

Whether it was Fu Juren or the other scholars, they all craned their necks, trying to get themselves closer.

The pen in Situ Xing's hand was like a thousand pounds, every word fell, and the copywriter in front of him made an overwhelming crunching sound, as if it would fall apart at any time.

"Words are like a thousand words!"

"A thousand pounds!"

This kind of vision only occurs when the calligraphy article reaches a certain level. ”

"Wei Wu Dexin!"

As the last word fell, the poetry raft in front of Situ seemed to have a thousand weights, and the book case was no longer overwhelmed and completely collapsed.

"It's up!"

"It's up!"

"It's up!"

"It's really up!"

The tone that had been stagnant was raised again.

Five and a half inches!

Five inches and eight minutes!

Six inches!

Six inches and five minutes!

Six inches and eight minutes!

In the eyes of everyone's expectation, the literary atmosphere of "The Burrow" soared six inches and eight minutes in the air, and it could be stopped.

"It's really over six inches!"

Looking at the literary atmosphere in the air, Fu Juren's eyes were a little moist, how many years, Zhibei County has not given birth to Mingzhou's poems?

Unexpectedly, Situ was able to write such a poem.

Thinking of this, Fu Juren couldn't help but secretly rejoice, if it wasn't for the compassionate heart back then, I am afraid that he would really miss out on such a great talent.

Zhibei County Confucian Temple, on the high bell tower, more than one zhang high, the giant bell of five people hugging, the bell body is made of bronze as raw material, the whole is cast, the bell body is carved with the sage education, ancient and modern culture.

Whenever a child from Zhibei County came of age, he would be brought here by the elders to tie his hair and wear a crown for him, and inform him of the hadith.

Inherited from generation to generation, the giant bell has been integrated into the blood of the people of Zhibei County.

It can be said that this giant bell is the sustenance of the spirit of Zhibei County and a symbol of culture.

Even in the year of war and famine, ten rooms and nine empty rooms, the common people are even more easy to eat, and no one has the idea of beating him.

Miao Zhu wiped the body of the bell with a clean white cloth as usual, and his eyes couldn't help but show a look of remembrance.

In order to install this giant bell on the bell tower, Zhibei County mobilized the men of the whole county at that time to build soil into mounds, sprinkle water into ice, and roll wood, the giant bell was transported to the mound, and the entire soil and mountain were removed little by little.

It took more than half a year before and after, and only a few days did Zhibei County hang the giant bell above the bell tower.