Yue Qianqiu didn't expect Xiao Qingqing to chase him out, not to argue with him about whether it is useful to do poetry and songs, but to point out with a sword that it was very incongruous for such a stupid little girl like Song Pujia to read the fortune operator Yongmei.

He scratched his head, and was worried about whether he should say that Song Pujia might just be the one he got by lot, of course, his acting skills were too bad, but when he thought about it, he felt that there was no need to explain at all.

He spread his hands confidently and said, "Then you should ask Miss Song, this is her poem, not mine!" ”

"Rejuvenation view of Song Pujia, thirteen this year, only fourteen years old when she looks back after the New Year, innocent, the combination of medicine and medical skills is indeed the inheritance of the rejuvenation of the view, but several medicine books were forced by her master to chase her back with a stick, not to mention other classics of history, you say that others know her experience, will think that this is a person who can make the song just now?"

Yue Qianqiu didn't care about Xiao Qingqing's irony, but she was able to tell Song Pujia's age and personality all the truth, he couldn't help but jump in his heart, and immediately laughed casually: "The palace master is really powerful, I'm afraid that from the court to the countryside, you should have accumulated a room full of files of all kinds of characters, right?" ”

Xiao Qingqing didn't take Yue Qianqiu's irony in her eyes at all, and there was not even the slightest change in expression on that cold face.

"You don't have to confuse me with Lou Yingchang, I'm different from him, he wants to control, or coerce some people, I just naturally collect information. Not only in Nanwu, but I also have the same habit in Beiyan. Because only by knowing those who should know can I be like a fish in water. Don't divert the topic, I just want to ask you, you just refuted me with that reason, the Tao is not useless in poetry and songs, but now you let Song Pujia play this little trick, isn't it a contradiction? ”

"What's the contradiction? The palace master should have heard it just now, what I just said was those famous poems of great poets and great writers, not the kind of crooked poems that are pretentious but hang on their lips all day long. If there is only a serious history book and art of war in this world, and there is no poetry and songs, it will be boring. Only when a hundred flowers bloom and a hundred schools of thought contend, then it is a wonderful, fresh and shining world. ”

Speaking of this, Yue Qianqiu listened attentively, and with the voices of the young disciples of the various factions in the Wuying Pavilion coming from inside, he followed it for a long time.

"There are a few plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens it alone. I know that it is not snow, but there is a dark fragrance. This is Yongmei. ”

"Mei Xue did not refuse to descend in the spring, and the pen fee of the Sao Ren Pavilion was commented. The plum and snow are three points white, but the snow loses the plum and a piece of fragrance. This is still Yongmei. ”

Following the sound of Lang Lang chanting inside, after reading a few Yongmei's poems, he changed his words again.

"Ordinary poetry is as clever as spring, and I like the new grass in the secluded pavilion. It is more fragrant than a gentleman, and what is it now. This is Wing Lan Grass. ”

"Cherish the orchid and open a branch, and the fragrance is hesitant. It should be more fragrant, so when the group is competing. This is also Yonglan. ”

"The breeze shakes the green ring, and the cool dew drops the jade. Beauty is not sewn? Empty valley of fragrant mist. This is still Yonglan. ”

Seeing that there was a pause inside, as if he could still hear the loud noise of the teenagers in the Wenhua Pavilion, Yue Qianqiu said with a smile: "Just like the palace master said, most of the people in the Wuying Pavilion are the same as Senior Sister Song, people who value martial arts and light literature, but Zhong Xiaobai brought people over to compare poetry and songs, so the Wuying Pavilion has to be compared?" After a while, I will naturally let people know where these poems and songs come from. ”

"As for what the topic is, since it belongs to Wuyingguan, then the current situation is naturally normal. It's a pity that there are still people who refuse to admit defeat, you listen, Zhong Xiaobai has already angrily proposed to compare thirty songs. ”

This time, Xiao Qingqing couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and asked, "Could it be that you really prepared thirty songs?" ”

"More than that. I prepared fifty songs directly. Yue Qianqiu directly stretched out a full slap, "Since you want to win, you might as well prepare a little more inventory, after all, the person who writes is of course not as fast as the person who recites it." ”

Yue Qianqiu was full of nonsense, but his ears had already heard it, and after reading three more chrysanthemum poems on the side of Wuying Pavilion, the competition inside had come to an end. The teenagers under Zhong Xiaobai's head had already turned the sky upside down, accusing the people of Wuyingguan of cheating, and the scene was so fierce that it was about to erupt.

"That's what you invited me to see? If this is not a monkey show, what is a monkey show? Xiao Qingqing finally lost interest anymore, and frowned impatiently, "I don't have so much spare time to waste here." ”

"No, no, it's not lively at all at the moment, and there will be good shows next, for example, the small ones are beaten, and the old ones are coming."

Yue Qianqiu said as he walked back to the back door, as if he was not worried about Xiao Qingqing brushing his sleeves away, but said to himself, "His Royal Highness the King of Jin once mentioned that there is a Yinghua Palace in Beiyan. I didn't go to Beiyan before, and I was actually very sorry in my heart, but when I think about it in my heart these days, I feel that it is not as beautiful as he said. ”

"Where there are people, there are disputes, the goal of the Beiyan Yinghua Hall is so big, how can it be as clean as he said? Now the same is true of the Guozijian of Dawu, because compared to the past there was only one school, what is the Guozixue, Taixue, Arithmetic, Wuyingguan, Wenhua Pavilion...... There are many schools, and it is inevitable that everyone will have to wrestle their wrists and compete for resources. And what I want to do is very simple, that is, to make people dare not be soft persimmons in Wuyingguan! ”

Even if you take out all the inventory of poems and songs about the four gentlemen of Meilan, Zhuju and Ju in your stomach for this reason! In fact, he didn't recite as many as fifty songs at all, as long as there were more than a dozen decent songs, it would be strange if there was no fuss over there! Compare it to a poem with a great poet who has left a name in history, you should save it!

Anyway, he doesn't plan to take the top prize, let alone become a great writer, so it doesn't matter when the inventory in his stomach is cleared.

After saying this, Yue Qianqiu returned to Yinghuatang from the back door, and realized that Xiao Qingqing did not leave, but turned around and followed, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, secretly thinking that if people left, today's chance encounter with him would be to lose his wife and soldiers. Even if he regretted that he had made such a death suggestion to the emperor, everyone had come, and he had to use it to the end.

Therefore, when he returned to Yinghuatang, seeing the tension on both sides, he seemed to know nothing, and raised his eyebrows for a long time and said: "I'm just going out to pee, why does it look like I'm going to fight?" Could it be that poetry and songs are not comparable, and the next thing is to compete? ”

"Yue Qianqiu!" Zhong Xiaobai finally became angry. He sprang up and shouted, "You deceitful! You've definitely been prepared...... No, it was premeditated! ”

"Isn't that what you proposed? It's just that the specific topic belongs to the Wuying Museum. And chanting the poems of the four gentlemen of Meilan, Zhuju, I believe that people like you are so big, not to mention eight out of ten, three or five have always been done, right? Isn't it inherently beneficial to you to pick what you think is the best from among those who take the best of them? ”

Zhong Xiaobai was even more angry by Yue Qianqiu's rebuttal, and couldn't help but roar: "But who knew that you would be so cunning as to find someone to do it for you!" ”

"I don't like to hear this, who are the brothers and sisters of the Wuying Pavilion to do it on their behalf, you can make it clear!"

accused the ghostwriter without words, but was refuted like this, Zhong Xiaobai was suddenly dumbfounded, and then thought that after the poems and songs that were circulated in Hemingxuan in the past, it was not that people who had no desire for profit wanted to take it on themselves, saying that they did it themselves, and as a result, they were all ruined. His face gradually changed, and then he asked in a hoarse voice, "You did it on purpose?" ”

"You should say that you did it on purpose, or rather, you did it on purpose."

Yue Qianqiu glanced at the teenagers in the Wenhua Pavilion with his hands folded, and saw that they were all glaring at him angrily, as if he was looking at a big villain, he couldn't help but sneer: "Zhong Xiaobai, last time the Guozijian Winter Meeting, didn't you suffer enough losses?" This time, too, you know that the Wuying Pavilion has only been established for half a year, and everyone has only been in class for half a year, what poetry and songs did you come to challenge, you patted your chest, are you embarrassed? ”

Without waiting for Zhong Xiaobai to speak, he shouted angrily: "Why don't you say that you came to the Wuying Pavilion to compete with the people!" ”

His voice was full of luck, and the people in the Wuying Pavilion were all good at martial arts, and after discovering the clues, they either covered their ears or protected their ears, and the teenagers in the Wenhua Hall were miserable, and they were dizzy by his lion-like roar. In addition, Zhou Jiyue had been shocked once before, and someone was so weak that he sat on the ground.

And Yue Qianqiu's on-the-spot play, this has just begun. He stared bitterly at Zhong Xiaobai, who was injured by the sonic crit under his eyes and really turned into a little white face, and said word by word: "It's not good to read the books of sages and sages, if you want to be in the limelight, and you want to communicate in the name of communication, do you dare to say that you didn't deliberately provoke to show off your literary talent?" Why don't you go to Guozi to learn and find Ying Xiaopang and their uncles and nephews to try poetry? ”

The little fat man who watched the excitement didn't expect Yue Qianqiu to suddenly piggyback on him, and he suddenly became angry: "Yue Qianqiu, what do you mean by this, I can't be bullied?" ”

"It's because you're not a bully, and the Wuying Pavilion looks like a bully, that they come to 'communicate', isn't it?" Yue Qianqiu laughed as he spoke, but the laughter was not hot, but it looked a little fierce, "Since you are here to 'communicate', then you are willing to gamble and lose, and you are going to lose the bet, and you want to play tricks when you lose the bet, don't compare if you can't afford to lose?" ”

"You ......" Zhong Xiaobai was so angry that he seemed to have his blood vessels about to burst, but Yue Qianqiu pointed a finger at him, he wanted to dodge but couldn't dodge at all, and he actually watched that finger poke at his chest.

"Last time you jumped out of the Winter Meeting of the National Prison and didn't get any benefits, you were unwilling, you ran to me and bragged about your success in the book, and made a Wenhua Pavilion, have I ignored you? I take my Yangguan Road, you take your single-plank bridge, everyone goes their own way, every time you come to recruit me to provoke me, when I am more and more easy to bully, isn't it? You don't want to think about it, Guozijian already has Taixue, and there is already Guozixue, why do you still need Wenhuaguan? It's not because there's a martial arts hall! Without the Wuying Pavilion, is it still necessary for the Wenhua Pavilion to exist? ”

"Besides, use your own strengths to touch the weaknesses of others, this is called communication? This is called self-deception! You are all the pillars of the country in the future, full of poetry and books that do not need to be used in a place, but you come here to play a monkey show through communication, it is simply self-willing! ”

Li Chongming had already seen Yue Qianqiu and Zhou Dakang, the then Guozi Supervisor at the Winter Meeting, and was able to argue for a while, at this time, seeing that Zhong Xiaobai and these teenagers of the same age were really not opponents, the little fat man made it clear that he would stand up rashly to solve the siege, and only thought about how to contact him afterwards.

But what he didn't expect was that after Yue Qianqiu mercilessly scolded Zhong Xiaobai, a gloomy voice suddenly came from outside: "Sure enough, it inherited the unparalleled eloquence of the old Xiangye, but the Wuying Pavilion was originally a place to study, if the books were not read, wouldn't it be useless to spend the country's money and food?" ”

"What's more, the Wuying Pavilion is also an important place under the jurisdiction of the Guozijian, you said that the emperor recruited female students, when can women from outside come in here casually, what kind of system is this!"

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