Chapter XXXVII

Without spending a penny, Moton solved the start-up capital of Mojia Village, and found a financial path for Mojia Village, so he was ready to be a good student in Guozijian quietly, to be precise, a mess.

However, the outside world has already been turbulent, and the status of Guozijian is equivalent to the superposition of Tsinghua University and Peking University in later generations, and its influence can be imagined.

However, the bigger breaking point turned out to be that Guozijian lost or lost by a big score, and as soon as this news came out, it immediately detonated the whole city

In less than half a day, the gambling fight that happened in Guozijian had spread throughout Chang'an City.

"Whew! is so powerful, the Mo family is against the sky! Someone exclaimed, incredulous.

"Five to one, is it possible that my country's eunuch has fallen to this point, and Confucianism is not prosperous! Let the Mo family be rampant. An old Confucian shouted for heaven and earth, and screamed bitterly.

"Hmph, the group of sour Confucians in the Guozijian also have today, and they usually have their eyes above the top, so it's messed up now!" There are also many people who gloat.

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In this era of lack of entertainment, a sensational incident finally occurred, which aroused the gossip psychology of the people.

"Hurry up and investigate, we need to know the specific situation of the elite of the Mo family's subgroup and the Warring States Prison." In the Pan's restaurant, some diners shouted with great interest.

"Okay!" The shopkeeper shouted.

However, this shopkeeper is no longer the previous Guo Wei, after the fall of the Fish Gang, Guo Wei, as an accomplice, has already been sentenced to prison and sentenced to thousands of miles in prison. Boss Pan learned a lesson and brought an honest and reliable nephew from his hometown, who was neat and very attentive.

Soon, Boss Pan's nephew passed on the details of the battle between Merton and Guozi Jiansheng, and the whole result made everyone addicted.

"The desert is lonely, and the sun sets on the long river! Good poetry, good scenery. The old Confucian muttered intoxicatedly.

"The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, a lonely city and ten thousand mountains, Mo Jiazi writes the scenery into the gods, we are far away from the Yumen Pass for thousands of miles, but it is like coming in person. When the float is white! Sun Juren suddenly poured a large sip of wine, and an abnormal flush appeared on his face.

"According to me, in the Qin period, the bright moon and the Han Dynasty, the Long March has not been returned, but the dragon city will fly and do not teach Hu Ma to do Yin Mountain, this is the world's shocking quatrain." His companion also silently poured a sip of wine and said with emotion.

"Today, it is a great blessing in my life to have three poems on the side.

"From now on, Yumen Pass will be called the first Xiongguan in the world, and the Mo family will also be famous in Chang'an." Sun Juren is full of jealousy, he usually composes thousands of poems, but none of them have been passed down to the world, and Mo Jiazi has three poems, and they are all poems that have been passed down through the ages.

The three poems of Biansai have become completely popular, and their influence is constantly expanding.

Indeed, at this moment, Mo Jiazi's three poems have already reached the sky, as long as they are readers, the major private schools will temporarily add an extra class to teach the three poems of Biansai, and the readers will not copy them once.

A mansion in Chang'an.

A young master tidied up his new clothes, led the high-headed horse, and was about to go out in a chic manner.

Coldly saw his father rushing out with a ring ruler in his hand, and hit him with his head and face.

"Father, the child didn't make a mistake!" The eldest young master said aggrievedly.

"Rebel, you still don't know how to repent, look at your blood, if it weren't for Lao Tzu's multiple private schools to send double the bundle, Old Master Zhang would have swept you out of the house a long time ago, and the Mo family can support the entire Mojia Village at a young age, write three poems, and you! Know the fool all day long! Sooner or later, this family will be whitened by you, now go back to review my homework, if you don't study hard, I will break your dog's leg to save you from embarrassing again. Father said angrily.

In the study, the eldest young master looked at the mountains of books in front of him with a look of fate, and exclaimed sadly: "Mo family, I'm not done with you." ”

Many of this kind of things happened in the various mansions of Chang'an City, and the deeds of Mojiazi were mentioned again, and he had the responsibility to support 5,000 people in Mojia Village at a young age, and the promise he made in Mojia Village made the richest village in Chang'an City, although it has not yet been realized, but it has changed the poor and backward appearance of Mojia Village in a short period of time.

In his studies, he wrote three poems and shocked the world, and defeated the five elites of the country one after another. On the other hand, their children suddenly became angry, did not learn and did not know how to eat, drink and have fun, did not want to forge ahead, and did not relieve their hatred after a beating.

Thinking about it, he was even more angry, picked up the ring ruler and rushed into the study again, and suddenly there was another burst of chickens and dogs.

In the green building,

The wine is overflowing.

“……………… Why should Qiang Di complain about the willows, the spring breeze does not pass the jade gate! "The woman in the Qinglou has a unique singing voice, and she sings this poem with great charm.

"Good!"

As soon as the woman's singing ended, the guests immediately applauded.

The Qinglou woman is the most sensitive, after getting the three songs of the border village, she immediately compiled a song, once she starts singing, it will definitely attract a full house of applause, which makes the Qinglou woman benefit a lot, secretly grateful to Moton, and the more enthusiastic and bold red card woman directly shouted Mo Jiazi, wanting to recruit Mo Jiazi as a guest to enter the curtain, not charging a penny, only asking for a poem.

"Haha, magnificent! Yumen Pass! In the barracks, a general laughed wildly with a poem, and the soldiers around him understood the general's feelings.

"I didn't expect that the leather monkey back then would also grow up! Lao Mo can be regarded as a successor! The general said with a look of relief, and now he still clearly remembers that the leather monkey who climbed up and down on the Great Wall had such a talent.

"Old brother! Rest in peace, with this poem, Datang will always remember you. Die well deserved! The general said with indignation.

In the palace.

Li Shimin is swiping his pen, and if Morton is here, he will definitely find that Li Shimin wrote the three poems of Biansai.

“…… But to make the dragon city fly will not teach Humadu Yin Mountain. What poetry! I didn't expect this little catfish to be very talented. Li Shimin is also a talented person, and he can't put down this good poem.

"That's still the emperor's wisdom, hand-picked the Mo family to enter the Guozi Prison!" Empress Eldest Sun gently snuggled up to Li Shimin's side and gently helped Li Shimin polish his ink.

To say that in the harem, Empress Changsun is definitely not the most beautiful, Concubine Yang and Concubine Wei are all top beauties, but Empress Changsun's quiet temperament and innate aura make Li Shimin unable to extricate himself.

At this moment, the eldest grandson queen did not wear jewelry, nor could she wear a phoenix robe, but the temperament of the mother in the world was heartbreaking, only in front of Li Shimin, the eldest grandson queen had a gentle daughter.