Several scholars nodded again and again: "Yes, we just let Your Majesty listen to our voices, why force the palace to say!" ”

Maybe Sun Jing'an's voice was a little higher, which alarmed many people in the courtyard, and everyone turned their eyes to Sun Jing'an and a few people.

Under the big tree, the son of the elder of the pavilion, who was gathering together, and several people were talking, Li Yi walked over at this time, and his eyes first swept over Song Yu who was sitting there.

Song Yu was introduced by Wei Ming, and after learning Song Yu's identity and origin, Li Yi naturally had a sense of rejection towards Song Yu.

Not only Song Yu's appearance, but also Song Yu's teacher background also made Li Yi feel a pressure, in the past, since this Yuanshan Poetry Society, he is the son of the elder of the pavilion, and he once worshiped under the former first assistant, and he can be regarded as a famous teacher, and his identity is not bad.

Among the members of the poetry club, there is really no one who can compare with him, so in this poetry club, Li Yi has always been the object of everyone's compliment.

But Song Yu's appearance, no matter how slow Li Yi reacted, he knew that Song Yu would definitely take a large part of the attention he received.

Therefore, Li Yi was reluctant to approach Song Yu from the beginning, and his group was in the distance, and he was shocked by Sun Jing'an at this time, so he came over.

I only heard Li Yi look at Sun Jing'an and said, "Brother Jing'an, why are you so excited, how is Your Majesty?" ”

Obviously, Li Yi didn't hear what Sun Jing'an said clearly, but he vaguely heard the mention of the Son of Heaven, which made him come over.

Sun Jing'an glanced at Li Yi, bowed his hand and said: "It turned out to be Brother Li, it's nothing, didn't Sun and a few friends see the notice outside, didn't they drink some wine in their hearts, and just mentioned to Brother Wei Ming whether everyone can jointly write to the Son of Heaven and shout for Lord Mo Qing!" ”

Li Yi's heart couldn't help but move when he heard this, and chuckled: "Oh, Brother Jing'an actually has such considerations, if he really wants to write a joint book, he will be considered a certain one!" ”

Mo Qing is the heir to the mantle chosen by Li Yi's father, and Mo Qing also lives up to expectations, he is only forty years old and has already reached the high position of a squire, and the next step will be to be able to take charge of one or even enter the cabinet.

As long as Mo Qing has no accidents, then even if it is Li Shizhishi, with Mo Qing in the court, no one in the Li family dares to underestimate it, and as the son of the Li family, whether Li Yi will have a good life in the future also depends on how far Mo Qing can go.

The result was good, Mo Qing was actually planted in the hands of Chu Yi, which was completely going to cut off the future of the Li family, and it was no wonder that Li Shi reacted so much in the cabinet before.

Hearing Li Yi's intentional response, Sun Jing'an and the others couldn't help but light up their eyes, these scholars are either honest and down-to-earth to climb up with their own abilities, but this road skips hardships, and it can be said that there is no one in a hundred who can really get ahead.

For readers, there is another way to become famous all over the world, and that is to become famous.

It's just that even if Sun Jingan wants to become famous, it is not so easy, he has no ability, and he has no fame, even if he has great ambitions, it is just vain.

I don't know how many literati lingered in Beijing, trying their best to tie up with the important ministers of the court, in order to one day be able to enter the eyes of an adult and then soar.

Now there is a great opportunity in front of them, ten years without a sound, a blockbuster, Sun Jing'an and a few people have already fantasized about jointly writing to the Son of Heaven, no matter what the result is, these people will definitely make a sensation in the entire Beijing Division, and then become famous all over the world.

As a literati, if you have fame, you can't go anywhere in the world.

If it was just a hot thought before, at this time, Sun Jing'an felt the admiring gaze cast by many people around him, and the whole person seemed to be much more transparent at once.

Isn't the opportunity I have been looking forward to just around the corner, jointly writing to the Son of Heaven, making things as big as possible, it is best to be known to the world, and as the initiator, he will definitely become famous in one fell swoop.

Thinking of this, Sun Jingan couldn't help but tremble with excitement, once this opportunity is missed, I don't know when I will wait for the next time, besides, there are so many people here, Sun Jingan just saw the reaction of everyone and gave birth to a sense of crisis.

He didn't think he was the only one who could have thought of this, maybe some of the people present would have the same thoughts and intentions as him at this moment.

Taking a deep breath, the wine in his body dissipated a lot at once, Sun Jing'an's expression was straight, and he shouted: "Everyone, please listen to Sun Mou's words!" ”

Everyone's eyes fell on Sun Jing'an's body, and Sun Jing'an, who was the focus of everyone's attention for the first time, felt a little fluttering in his heart at the moment when he felt everyone's eyes gathered on him, is this the feeling of being in the spotlight?

Even for this, he wants to become famous, even if it is at a great price.

With a determination in his heart, Sun Jing'an said slowly: "Everyone, how wronged Master Mo is, the eunuch Chu Yi covers the sky with one hand and blinds the Son of Heaven, we and other literati are all people and role models, do you want to sit back and watch such a strange injustice happen through the ages?" ”

Everyone looked at Sun Jing'an, and several of Sun Jing'an's supporters couldn't help but shout loudly when they heard this: "No, no!" ”

Sun Jing'an nodded slightly and said: "The sages once said that my generation of literati set their hearts for heaven and earth, established their lives for the people, continued their studies for the saints, and opened peace for all generations. Wake up the Son of Heaven, who is there to wait! ”

A smile appeared at the corner of Li Yi's mouth, looking at Sun Jing'an bowing slightly, and at the same time looking at the reactions of the people around him.

I have to say that Sun Jing'an's words are quite agitating, at least eighty or ninety percent of the people present are excited, and they look at Sun Jing'an with great approval.

Li Yi can detect this, Sun Jing'an can naturally see it, his heart is excited, he waved his arm and said: "Sun is not talented, I am willing to go to the Son of Heaven, and you are willing to follow Sun Moudao?" ”

"I'm willing!"

In the Yuanshan Poetry Society, dozens of literati were extremely excited, hugging Sun Jing'an, and for a while, Sun Jing'an became the core of everyone present, and even the demeanor of Li Yi and Song Yu was suppressed by Sun Jing'an.

Sun Jing'an first wrote down the admonition himself, and resolutely wrote his name, and then handed the brush in his hand to a scholar.

The scholar's hands trembled slightly, his face flushed slightly, and he also wrote his name on the book of advice.

One by one, there were soon dozens of people.

After Wei Ming wrote his name, he handed the brush in his hand to Song Yudao, who was sitting there: "Brother Song, such a grand event must not be missed!" ”

Song Yu smiled slightly, and his gaze swept over everyone: "Everyone, Song has also heard of Chu Yi's murderous name, aren't you afraid that this butcher will kill you?" ”

As soon as Song Yu said this, many people's expressions changed, but at this time, Li Yi spread the folding fan in his hand and smiled slightly: "Brother Song is too overestimating that Chu Yi, he did kill a lot of people in the land south of the Yangtze River under the banner of Qincha, but it was the Tiangao Emperor far away Jiangnan, don't forget, this is an important place for the capital division, and hundreds of civil and military officials and nobles are gathered, if he dares to slaughter the soldiers, he is not afraid of public anger?" ”

Sun Jingan glanced at Song Yu in disgust, and the good scene was almost ruined by Song Yu's words, only to hear Sun Jingan sneer: "I heard that Brother Song is a disciple of the saint of Qufu, don't you know the truth that Kong said to be benevolent and Meng said to take righteousness, my generation of scholars, why not die." ”

Saying that, Sun Jing'an chuckled and glanced at Song Yu with disdain: "Of course, if Brother Song Yu is afraid of Chu Yi, you don't have to sign it!" ”

All of a sudden, almost everyone's eyes fell on Song Yu, everyone signed their names, whether they were willing or affected by the atmosphere, at this time, anyone who did not sign was an outlier in the eyes of everyone.

Wei Ming, who was sitting next to Song Yu, couldn't help but hurriedly said to Song Yu at this time: "Brother Song, everyone participates in the grand event, you are a disciple of a saint, if you can participate in it, you will definitely be able to attract the attention of the Son of Heaven......

Song Yu glanced at Wei Ming, shook his head slightly, and said lightly with the jade pendant: "Everyone, please forgive Song for not agreeing, as the so-called Tao is not the same, Song will leave!" ”

After saying this, Song Yu stood up and glanced in the direction of the long pavilion in the distance, his white clothes fluttering, floating away in the stunned and disdainful eyes of everyone.

Everyone watched Song Yu leave, and after reacting, they couldn't help cursing in the direction where Song Yu was going.

"Phew, what a saint disciple, it's a shame for a saint!"

"What is it, the Tao is not the same, is he looking down on me and waiting?"

"It's just a little white face, what kind of reader!"

Wei Ming, who introduced Song Yu to come, looked embarrassed, and bowed his hand to everyone to apologize: "Everyone, it's all because Wei doesn't know anyone, I never thought that Song Yu was such a gutless rat!" ”

A soldier patted Wei Ming's shoulder and said: "As the saying goes, knowing people and knowing faces but not knowing their hearts, if it weren't for this, not only Brother Wei, but I'm afraid that even us would be deceived by him." ”

In the long pavilion in the distance, two figures, one of the old men sat there, and a man stood beside the old man, if someone saw it, he would definitely be able to recognize it, and the old man was Li Shi, one of the elders of the Chaozhong Pavilion, and he was also the master of this room.

Li Shi sat there leisurely and tasted tea, seeing that Song Yu didn't even participate in it, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in his heart, in order to attract the other party's saint disciple to come, he spent a lot of thought.

Today, even if Sun Jingan doesn't jump out to take the lead, there will be other people, in the final analysis, all of this is promoted by Li Shi behind the scenes.

I thought that it could be said that Song Yu co-signed the letter to the Son of Heaven, but I never expected that the other party would refuse so cleanly.

Brushing his beard, Li Shi sighed softly: "The gentleman does not stand under the dangerous wall, he is a good Song Yu, but the old man underestimated him!" ”