In the face of reprimand, Zhao Boren smiled indifferently and said; "If you can't take the exam, you can't be an official, and if you don't do it, it's like a floating cloud to me. It's just that He Jiaoyu's comments are biased, and the criticism of this article is not fair enough......"

"Hehe, fart, I don't know Bu Ru, why are you targeting him? And your remarks are too biased, right? He's your student, and if you say his essay is good, it's good? ”

Zhao Fuzi was stunned and silent, he was not a particularly discerning person.

"Actually, I don't think this article is so unbearable," another voice came from the crowd of onlookers.

Many people looked over, but saw that it was an old man, wearing his hands behind his back and saying leisurely.

Seeing that his accent was from a foreigner, Lao Zhou jumped out and pointed at him; "Where did the wild old man come from? How many years have you been reading? You know what a. ”

The old man smiled and did not speak.

At this time, Buru stood up and arched his hand towards the old man in thanks.

then walked next to Zhao Fuzi, took his article, and said to He Jiaoyu; "In the next step of Confucianism, I am honored to have the honor to gather with all of you today."

After a pause, he said; "He Jiaoyu pointed out the shortcomings of my article, and I humbly accepted it, and I admit that my article is inadequate."

Speaking of which, raise your voice; "But I also believe that my article is definitely not the worst, and I am confident in that. But as my teacher said, a hundred flowers are in a hundred eyes, and adults think that my article is not good, does it belong to the words of a family? Can you take out everyone's articles and let everyone here comment together, or take them to the county and the government to ask everyone to comment and see if my Bu Ru article is the worst one? Is it indiscriminate, is it not a deception! ”

As soon as these words came out, many people were immediately calmed, and not to mention the content of the words, first of all, many people praised this young man's boldness and fearlessness.

He Jiaoyu is the highest educational institution boss in a government, similar to the director of the education bureau of a city in later generations, and even more powerful.

In this ancient time of foolishness, in the hearts of many readers, the teachings themselves have an aura that naturally restrains readers. It is used to hold and shoot, and it takes a lot of courage to dare to argue with the teachings like this.

Many people think that this is nothing, but imagine that even in this era of enlightenment of the whole people, not to mention the director of education, the principal of a high school came forward to accuse a high school student of his mistakes.

At this time, how many people dare to refute the principal in front of everyone?

It is undeniable that there will be people who will dare to do this, but the vast majority of people will not.

In a school of 3,000 people, there will be no more than ten students who dare to do this, let alone in the ancient times of this official position.

Anyway, at this time, Bu Ru did not retreat with the article in a gray manner, but the courage to say such a thing has made many onlookers secretly praise it in their hearts.

And what he said was coherent and well-founded.

He Jiaoyu's face was gloomy at this time, he didn't expect that this pair of teachers and students would be a thorn in the head, and he would dare to contradict himself.

And he is also a little weak in his heart, because he knows that if he really lets everyone read everyone's articles, there is no need to invite really talented writers in the county to comment, even among these dozens of talents, as long as everyone does not have a conscience, this "Willow Tree" will not be at the bottom, and may even be in the middle or upper.

Therefore, it is impossible to take out all the articles for everyone to read, and it is unbearable for authority to be provoked.

He stretched out his hand and pointed at Bu Ru, and said coldly; "Yellow-haired child, I don't know how to respect teachers, and I ...... real scum"

Bu Ru ignored his insults, stared into his eyes and said; "The disciple is abrupt, but he only asks for justice, please send all the articles down and let everyone comment together!"

After all, he was an eighteen-year-old boy, and he had only been to the Fucheng exam once, and his mental insight had not reached the ultimate state.

Just being pointed at by countless people, he was also lost and hesitant in his heart, confused and even wanted to retreat, he didn't know how to deal with it, it was best to run back to his home.

But when he saw that his mentor Zhao Fuzi was fighting for his reasons, he suddenly felt that if he still retreated, then his life would be over, and he would be so submissive all his life, and he would not dare to raise his head once he was oppressed.

The old man who was watching just now said something for himself, which also gave him some confidence suddenly; His own article is definitely not what everyone thinks is bad, even if it is not the best, it is not as good as Wang Zimeng.

But it's not the worst, at least it proves that the Five Classics Kui is not tired, and he has been tested by his own real skills.

"Okay, don't argue, this is not a real exam, it's just a literary meeting, why take it too seriously." Chen Jiaoyu stood up, with a warm smile on his face, and said to Bu Ru.

Seeing him so stunned, Chen Jiaoyu was a little disliked, the older the person, the less he liked the young people to be arrogant and disrespectful to the elderly, but he still came out to play the round.

Bu Ru Dao; "It's not your article that is deliberately treated, you naturally don't care......"

"This ......"

Wang Zimeng stood up and sneered; "A country boy, dare to be so aggressive, if you have real talent and real learning, you dare to compare poetry with me, if I lose, worship you as a teacher here!"

As soon as these words came out, the showmen and onlookers at the banquet applauded.

Being a lively melon-eating crowd has always been a favorite for everyone.

Two scholars compete in public, this kind of thing is rare in the poor countryside of a small town in ancient times, and no matter what the result is, it will also be an interesting conversation when chatting with others in the future.

Looking at Bu Ru's astonishment and hesitation, Wang Zimeng felt that the victory was in his hands, for Bu Ru, he had inquired about it, and he knew a little about it.

This guy only started to work hard in the past two or three years, and he was devoted to reading articles, and he could be said to have mastered six of the seven knots of poetry - none of them.

If writing an article can't make him ugly, then if he writes poetry, he must be at the bottom, first of all, poetry is not something that can be written after reading a few poems and writing rhymes.

It also takes a lot of experience, life experience and perception to write good poetry.

Most of the people who are admitted to the show here have ten years of hard study, and their attainments in poetry are definitely better than this hairy boy who has only read for two or three years and devoted himself to articles.

He also read the poems written by Bu Ru from some people, and the immature ones can't be called poems, and they can't even be called limericks.

If he can still shoot the middle and upper part of the article, then the poem, he will definitely be at the bottom, and then he will be able to confirm the fact that this person deceives his name and steals the world, and has no real talent to learn.

"What? Don't dare? Hum! ”

Seeing that Bu Ru didn't dare to agree after a long time, the prince mocked aggressively.

Bu Ru looked around, and saw that the talent in the banquet and the crowd of onlookers were staring at him.

If you retreat at this time, it will be even more embarrassing, so he clenched his fists and gritted his teeth; "Okay, I'll compare with you!"