In an instant, Yan Shigu was furious: "The kid dares to say the holy words of the ancients? ”

You actually say that the ancient sages made up lies?

Yan Qing smiled coldly, "What is true and what is false?" ”

"There is history, and it is true."

"Then dare to ask sir, what is the evidence of "Shangshu"? Three emperors and five emperors, who saw it with their own eyes? The mouth is called Yao Shunyu soup, but before the book, why was there no text? If it weren't for word of mouth, how could these many sages be known to future generations? If it is according to what Mr. said, doesn't it mean that Yao Shunyu soup is all made up? ”

"Ah, this ......"

Yan Shigu's mouth opened, but he didn't know how to answer.

In fact, this is also the difference between the official history and the wild history, and it is impossible to say who is right and who is wrong. But from the perspective of historians such as Yan Shigu, Yanqing is indeed wrong. In fact, Luo Guanzhong's "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" deceived countless later generations. This also includes Zheng Yanqing. If Yan Qing was entangled with Yan Shigu on this issue, he would definitely be speechless. So, from the very beginning, he shifted the topic in one direction.

Among the thirty-six strategies, this is called stealing beams and replacing columns.

As a member of the officialdom in later generations, this is a compulsory lesson.

"Mr. Xiu history in order to give future generations a reference; The kid made history, just to entertain himself, what is the trouble of the gentleman? ”

You're big, I'm just small.

If you are good at history, you can leave a name in history, and I use the events in the history books to make up stories, but for my own amusement, which are fundamentally different things......

Zheng Yanqing and Yan Shigu had a confrontation, and Zheng Shi'an was dizzy.

Can Yan Qing read history?

For the ancients, reading history was a big deal, not that you could read it if you wanted to. That requires sufficient skills and a certain amount of thinking before you can study history books. It is simply impossible for ordinary people to read history.

Yan Shigu asked Zheng Yanqing to take him into the ditch, knowing that what he said was wrong, but he didn't know how to refute it.

Everyone has said that he is not talking about history......

It doesn't seem interesting to pursue it any further.

Yan Shigu waved his sleeves angrily and said coldly: "How dare you talk about history? ”

With that, he turned around and left.

But this sentence annoyed Zheng Yanqing.

Aren't you just from a better background, if you don't have a good grandfather, a good father, what are you?

Yan Qing looked at Yan Shigu's back, and suddenly said, "Sir, stay and stay, the kid still has a word."

The boy once heard that in ancient times, there were hundreds of schools of thought. One of them is called Novelist. Mr. must have read the Han book, and he should know that there is a saying in it: the novelist is flowing, and the barnyard official is covered; Street talk, hearsay is also made. Therefore, Liu Xin listed nine and ten schools, and novelists are also among them.

Sage Confucius once said that although novels are small roads, there must be observables?

Since Mr. is also a protégé of a saint, why does he despise novels? The kid can make a bet with Mr., based on the Three Kingdoms, Mr. can repair history, and the kid is full of stories. But I don't know, the world is willing to receive more gentlemen, or more children? ”

There is another sentence behind Confucius: Zhiyuan is afraid of mud, and it is also a gentleman.

It's a pity that at this time, Yan Shigu was already angered by Yan Qing's words, and he couldn't even remember that there was another sentence behind this.

He stopped and sneered: "That's it, why be afraid? ”

What do I have to be afraid of, is it possible that I am a dignified teacher, and I am still afraid of you as a yellow-mouthed child with a milky smell that has not dried up?

It's a pity, Sun Simiao entered Sichuan, Du Ruhui and Zhang Zhongjian, I don't know where they ran to?

If they are, see how arrogant you are?

But since they're not there, I have no choice but to ......

In these years, only fame is important, not people. My ancestors and grandchildren are struggling in Luoyang now, so I have to use your Yan Shigu as a stepping stone.

Zheng Yanqing gritted his teeth, "If I lose, I am willing to give my head." ”

Yan Shigu said: "If I lose, I will lead the horse and stirrup for you, and walk around the streets of Luoyang for three days." ”

"It's a deal."

"Horses are hard to chase ......"

Yan Shigu had forgotten that the person who bet with him in front of him was still a child. Perhaps, it was the identity of this child that made Yan Shigu a little negligent. What children make up is just a child at best.

"Yanqing, what are you doing!"

Zheng Shi'an finally reacted, beat his chest and blamed again and again.

How did this come to be like this?

What's even more terrifying is that Zheng Yanqing actually wants to bet on his surname and life, if he loses......

"Mr. Yan, Mr. Yan!"

Zheng Shi'an hurriedly chased after Yan Shigu, but Zheng Yanqing grabbed the placket of his clothes.

"You, you kid, are so daring, how can you make such a bet? How old are you, but Mr. Yan is a celebrity today, even if the Duke of Yue Guo praises him. How can you be like this, like this......"

Yan Shigu ignored Zheng Shi'an and left on his own.

Zheng Yanqing desperately grabbed Zheng Shi'an's clothes, remembering that he paused again and again, but later, he was in tears and whimpered.

"Yanqing, let's catch up and apologize to Mr. Yan.

Let's stop betting, okay? If you lose, what will Grandpa do? Grandpa is just your grandson, how can you ......"

Zheng Yanqing's heart was warm and he took Zheng Shi'an's hand.

His hand, in Zheng Shi'an's big hand, looked pitiful and small.

Nodding his toes, he used his other hand to wipe away the tears from Zheng Sai'an's wrinkled old face. In this world, he may still have a biological father who he doesn't know who he is, and an uncle who is now missing. From childhood to adulthood, the closest and best person to him is the old man in front of him. Yan Qing's surname is a little cold, but he is a person with deep feelings. It's just that he didn't know how to express it, so he had to gently wipe away the tears on Zheng Shi'an's face.

"Grandpa, don't worry, you may not lose if you bet."

"You kid, you really don't know how thick the sky is."

"Grandpa, listen to me. Now you've come to the Grange, but it's not safe. You should also see that you wrote to An Yuantang, but the eldest master didn't say anything. This shows that the old man can't either, or it's not easy to come forward. After all, the eldest prince is older, and he will be the master of the house in the future. If the eldest lord forcibly lets you go back, the eldest prince may bow his head under pressure from the eldest master. But on the other hand, he will probably be even more dissatisfied with you.

We have no way out, there is still a Cui Daolin in Luoyang City, staring at us.

The eldest lord can't help us, the eldest prince can't look down on us, so we can only rely on ourselves...... If I can win against Mr. Yan, even if the eldest prince wants to embarrass us, he has to think twice. As for Cui Daolin, it's just a clown who jumps off the beam. ”

Zheng Shi'an looked at Yan Qing in surprise.

At this time, Zheng Yanqing in his eyes was no longer a child, but a resourceful person.

Of course, he knew his situation and understood it for so long, but Zheng Dashi didn't say anything about what the reason was.

I'm afraid that Zheng Dashi hopes that his grandparents can change Zheng Renji's opinion.

But he didn't expect that Zheng Yanqing already had an idea.

But this idea is also too ......

That's Yanqing's surname, what if...... Zheng Shi'an subconsciously clenched his fists, if Yanqing loses, even if he gives up my life, he will exchange it for Yanqing's life. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but reach out and hold Yan Qing in his arms.

"Grandpa, you don't have to worry, grandson this time, it's a win!"

"Huh?"

Zheng Shi'an didn't understand why Zheng Yanqing was so sure.

Yan Qing smiled slightly, "Grandpa, my grandson can create a goose body and write a goose poem, what are you worried about?" ”

Yes, my grandson, but a genius!

Zheng Shi'an finally breathed a sigh of relief.

And Zheng Yanqing secretly sneered: Yan Shigu, I'm really sorry. Brother is going to be on the throne this time, and he will step on you......

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Weakness, despair, wheezing......

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