Chapter 67: The Great Genius Zhang Hanyue

"My father is ......"

"My uncle is the ...... of the capital"

In an instant, countless second-generation officials appeared, and the entire venue suddenly became like a vegetable market.

Those pretending to be fat-headed, big-eared, and fat-headed, all of a sudden, couldn't sit still.

"This is a great opportunity to slap Lord Liu's ass!" The head of a person who is so fat that he can't walk quickly turns that he thinks of this layer in an instant. Lian Shunjian, who was originally expressionless, turned into a smile on his face, as if he saw one food monopoly opportunity beckoning to him. The mouth is dripping.

Successful businessmen are not simple people, so there is not only one person present who has such an idea as a fat man.

In an instant, the whole poetry meeting was in chaos.

Those big businessmen are all staring at the "adults" associated with them, and he follows them what their adults say, waving their flags and shouting for them.

Zhang Hanyue was dumbfounded

The **** fake poet sat on the chair with a blue face and couldn't say a word.

At this time, the **** fake poet who was slapped in the face finally couldn't sit still.

"Ahem, cough, cough ......" I have to say that the son of the big official who doesn't know what happened to the **** old man, eh...... No, it was the old father of a big official, and when he spoke in such a noisy environment, the audience fell silent.

Everyone quieted down, and saw the old man said with a majestic face: "Ahem, you speak wildly, if you just can't say why, don't blame me for being polite!" ”

"That's pretty good, huh!" Zhang Hanyue thought disdainfully.

I saw Dao Zhang Hanyue sitting in his seat like an old monk, crossing Erlang's legs, drinking wine, and ignoring the scolding and scolding of those people. And then he didn't care that others were far away, just like a domineering president, he hugged Zirou in his arms and enjoyed this rare "quiet" fiercely.

Zhang Hanyue suddenly got up and ignored the others, secretly tried to recite his voice silently in his heart, and then brewed it in his heart for a while, and said:

"The scenery of the northern country, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow.

Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, only reckless; Up and down the river, suddenly lost and surging.

Mountain dance silver snake, the original Chi wax elephant, want to be higher than the heavenly public test.

It must be a sunny day, and look at the red dress, which is extraordinarily enchanting. , leading countless heroes to bend their waists.

Regret the Qin Emperor and Han Wu, slightly lose the literary style; Tang Zong and Song Zu are slightly less coquettish. A generation of Tianjiao, Genghis Khan, only knows how to bend the bow and shoot the eagle.

The past, the number of romantic figures, but also look at the present. Zhang Hanyue didn't know how loud and imposing his voice was under the effect of true qi.

True Qi temporarily wrapped Zhang Hanyue's voice, just like computer optimization, the "system" automatically selected for Zhang Hanyue, what are the most famous speech voices in history, Hitler, in short, it is......

"Hang bomb!"

The more Zhang Han felt like there was a little sun in his body now, the more Zhang Han felt the surging true air rotation in his body, and the feeling of a strong man came out. The true qi in the body continued to run along the meridians, as if a thin film had formed outside the body, protecting Zhang Hanyue's body.

"Whoa......!" The audience was in an uproar, this poem was very poetic in terms of momentum and content, compared to Liu Lao's poem, it was too stingy.

At this time, a middle-aged man who had never spoken slowly stood up, no one had paid attention to him, and when he stood up, Zhang Hanyue felt that he was unusual, which was an indescribable feeling.

This is a person who looks to be over fifty years old, with gray sideburns exposed under the melon skin hat, and a brocade dress against the background, showing a self-evident identity. Although he didn't speak in this venue, it seemed that all the noise just now had nothing to do with him, but Zhang Hanyue didn't despise him, because all powerful characters are very low-key.

Zhang Hanyue liked Jin Yong's works very much in later generations, and the most impressive character for him was the sweeping monk in it, as the strongest martial artist in Jin Yong's novels, he was willing to be a silent sweeping monk. This is actually influenced by the ideas of modesty, prudence, forbearance and restraint, and unassuming in traditional Chinese culture.

As a person who has studied history deeply, he knows that no matter what kind of thought sounds good, it is culture, and in fact, such a culture can rise up and spread to the present day to become what we call culture, which actually reflects some problems. It is precisely because of the support of the rulers that ideas such as "being modest, being cautious, forbearing, and not publicizing" have spread so widely that they have finally become our moral code.

So why did the rulers go to great lengths to support and promote these "cultures"? When we accept these thoughts, our subconscious will practice ourselves in accordance with these so-called "moral principles", and these moral principles will intentionally or unintentionally require you to obey the rule, but when there is ****, if you want to rise up against these rulers, then your thoughts will form a psychological obstacle to you, which will seriously hinder the rebellious enthusiasm of a considerable part of the people, so as to achieve the purpose of maintaining the rule.

For example, the idea of the order of the elders and the young, on the surface, seems to refer to the successive dignity between the old and the young, but the ruler takes it for granted that it becomes the so-called elder, and when you respect the elder, you will subconsciously "respect" the ruler as an "elder", and even if the ruler does not do well, you will obey him because of the relationship between the elders. In fact, the so-called traditional thinking is just a tool of domination.

Therefore, Zhang Hanyue never believed in these so-called traditional ideas.

Zhang Hanyue suddenly thought that he had successfully used True Qi just now.

"I just succeeded, I, I have to try again!"

Zhang Hanyue tried to use True Qi again, he didn't speak, he silently thought about the middle-aged man in front of him in his heart, he wanted to use True Qi to find out who this person was.

Sweat gradually flowed down, Zhang Hanyue felt that his body was faintly hot, and the muscles in his body were shaking violently like a roller coaster.

Nothing happened.

Zhang Hanyue's heart was shocked, "I obviously feel the changes in my body, why ...... Could it be...... He? Zhang Hanyue couldn't help but look at the middle-aged man in front of him.