"Unwise?" Chen Jun smiled: "Where is it unwise? Dare to ask. ”

"It's unwise everywhere." A middle-aged Confucian scholar with a personable demeanor and a gorgeous brocade dress stood up and sneered, "The family with four surnames in Jiangnan Province, that family did not rise from the end of the Hanmen, just say that the ancestor of my Xu family was also a Han scholar who debated the hegemony in Baoguo Temple back then, and now the world has changed, but it is just a turn again." ”

"At present, what young people have to do is just to show their talents, and naturally they will be favored by nobles, such a rising channel for carp to jump over the dragon gate, does Mr. Chen turn a blind eye, or does he choose to turn a blind eye?"

Xuanyuan Qingfeng's eyes were thoughtful, these times watching the many Han scholars in the Baoguo Temple study hard, preparing for the debate competition in a few days, she also had a certain understanding, but the fact is as this Xu family Confucian, this is just another promotion and rotation, and sooner or later there will be a new Han family to take over.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng looked at Mr. Chen Jun, who was a few steps away in front of him, curious about how he could break the game.

"As a scholar, I was almost persuaded by you."

Chen Jun said, "The old and the new alternate, the new interests replace the old interests, become a new family, and the world changes." ”

"Then have you ever thought about how many Confucian students in Jiangnan are?"

The middle-aged Confucian of the Xu family said coldly: "Hundreds of thousands, unmeasurable!" ”

"How many Confucian students are there in the family? How many Confucian students are from poor families? A poor Confucian scholar can be a Confucian scholar of several times a family, can you tell the truth? ”

"What's the matter?" The middle-aged Confucian said loudly, "Although I haven't calculated it, there are hundreds or even thousands of times more Confucian students from poor families than Confucian students from the family. ”

"A hundredfold thousand, you know. In the same debate in the Baoguo Temple, is it really fair for the disciples of the family and the Confucian students of the poor family? The Confucian students who can be selected for admission to the Baoguo Temple have been selected from thousands of Hanmen disciples, aren't they? ”

The middle-aged Confucian scholar's face changed, and he understood what he was going to say, but he was about to say it but was interrupted by Chen Jun.

"You don't have to deny it in a hurry, the Confucian students of the poor family who can enter the Baoguo Temple must be screened more than the Confucian students of the family, those Confucian students have experienced the competition of thousands of people, and the selection of various counties and counties can compete with a family disciple with mediocre qualifications."

"And it's still a debate topic customized by your wealthy family, don't you know that there are hundreds of kinds, there are eloquent but only able to talk, and there are also silent pragmatic Confucians, these people may not have entered this stage to be eliminated, all the right to speak in the south of the Yangtze River, the right to interpret the problem is annotated by your family, and now the right to speak is firmly controlled in your hands, this point of Baoguo Temple is just a little oil and water squeezed out of the fingernails."

"There is no gentleman in the lower grade, there is no cold door in the upper grade, if you want to be a bitch, don't set up an archway!"

"You!" The middle-aged Confucian man's face turned red, his body trembled, and he was obviously angry.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng thought about it, and suddenly there was a crisp and beautiful voice behind him, and a peach-like woman walked over with a lotus step twisting her waist, her hand patted her palm, and her eyes swept over the people of the four major families: "Wonderful, wonderful, what this gentleman said is too comfortable, if you want to be a bitch, don't set up an archway!" ”

"There is no gentleman in the lower grade, and there is no poor family in the upper grade." Lu Baijie chewed on the deep meaning of this sentence in his mouth, and on the other side looked at the woman who was walking towards him, and the woman was Xu Zhihu, the daughter-in-law of the Lu family.

"Mr. Chen's words are like knives, but he really convinced me." Lu Baijie, who was the leader, took the lead in speaking out, "But has Mr. Chen ever thought that after those poor Confucian students succeed, they may replace us as the beneficiaries of the new family, which is inevitably caused by conflicts and bloodshed, destroying the original balance, and having to pay a greater price, how can Mr. solve it!" ”

Chen Jun said with a smile: "So, the pattern of the Jiangnan family should remain unchanged for a hundred years?" ”

"It is rumored that Lu Baijie of Shangting County in the rivers and lakes is known as a virtuous person, talented and intelligent, indifferent to fame and fortune, and he lives in a simple place to practice on weekdays, but he didn't expect to have this question."

Lu Baijie's face was red, but his words were quite ambiguous, although they were strong arguments, they had deviated from the purpose.

"It's useless to say more, it's about the family, we have to use another method to adjust Mr.'s thoughts, the younger Lu Baijie of Huting County, was given the ancient sword Baxiu at the age of eleven, and has been practicing swords for 36 years, giving advice to Mr. Chen."

Lu Baijie was born as a concubine, gifted and intelligent, not keen on the three immortals of Confucianism, and obsessed with swordsmanship.

Lu Baijie Baxiu ancient sword was unsheathed at the moment, and everyone only caught a glimpse of a brilliant blue edge, and then three sharp whistling sounds of drawing the sword out of the sheath broke through the night sky almost at the same time, and the sword was fierce, flashing with an uncompelling light.

"You're no match for me."

The personnel of the four major families turned a deaf ear, and the movements in their hands were clean and neat, and when they saw the figure of Chen Jun holding his hand, the sword momentum in their respective hands was a little faster, and they were whistling.

Call!

A few feet in front of Chen Jun, a strong wind suddenly swept over, he suddenly stretched out his hand, his five fingers suddenly exploded, and there was a crisp sound, as if he had caught the wind, and he tore it down hard, slashing towards the space where the four people were.

Rumble!

There were already three Confucian scholars of the family who swung their swords in the air to block, but they were instantly surrounded by white sharp sword light, Lu Baijie held the famous sword Baxiu, and shouted softly, as if to let the sword light in the air freeze and stay, but suddenly a thunderous force came out from the sword light, and Lu Baijie's whole person immediately flew back.

In less than a quarter of an hour, there was a faint smell of blood in the Baoguo Temple, and even the high-grade ambergris in the temple could not be suppressed, and the representatives of the four surnamed families fell to the ground.

"I persuaded you, but I can't help it if you don't listen."

"Jiang Xinyu's family, slash!"

Chen Jun didn't have a sword dance in his hand, but the face of the representative of the Jiang Xinyu family changed drastically, as if he had lost something. The expressions of the representatives of the other families were equally sad, speculating that this might be the legendary harvest of luck.

"Huting Lu family, behead, Bo Zhen Yuan family, behead, and Gumu Xu family beheading!"

"Let's go!"

After finishing the work, I reaped the luck of Confucianism and Taoism. Chen Jun led Xuanyuan Qingfeng away, at this time the time was close to dawn, and the clear light of the outside world was sprinkled, shining on the red bricks and blue tiles in the Baoguo Temple.

"Sir, wait, ahem."

Lu Baijie on the ground slowly propped up his body with the Baxiu Sword in his hand, stared at Chen Jun's back and said, "That question just now, I wonder if Mr. can give me an answer?" ”

"I can't give it, the Liyang Dynasty itself is already full of flowers, such as cooking oil on fire, I have seen many places in the south of the Yangtze River and Confucian students in the past few days, most of them are talkative, exaggerated, if you want to solve the problem, you can only solve it from the root, such as overthrowing the Liyang Dynasty, there is a very charming and means emperor, you can learn about it."

Lu Baijie fell into a state of confusion.

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ps: It's a little late.,Delayed by things.,Although this chapter passed the early morning.,But it's still yesterday's 28th.,Really stay up late to make it up.,Ask for a monthly pass.,Recommended.