As soon as Mr. Nanshan's words came out, the originally crowded and noisy government suddenly quieted down.

The lifters around Zhu Luan looked at it with a shock, and the students who were far away from it were quiet for some reason.

What happened?

All eyes were on this side.

Duan Lizheng, who was about to walk towards Zhu Luan, paused, looked up at his teacher, and then looked at Zhu Luan.

Zhu Luan and Nanshan stood opposite each other, and when they heard the old man's words, Zhu Luan was slightly stunned and did not answer for a while.

How should I respond? Everyone thought to themselves.

After all, he was only a fifteen-year-old child, and when he was suddenly asked, he didn't blurt out his hatred.

After all, everyone knows the festival between Miss Zhu Jiu and Mr. Nanshan.

Everyone who reads the pain of not meeting Huaicai knows it, but when it comes to the level of talent that can be solved by Yuan, it is really difficult to think that Huaicai will not be encountered.

Huizhou Township tried to solve the yuan, and most of them came from Ziyang Academy, and it was impossible for the gentlemen of Ziyang Academy to discern whether the students were really talented and learned.

Many of the people present have seen with their own eyes the dialogue between Zhu Luan and Mr. Nanshan for a day and a night.

It is clear that it was Mr. Nanshan who unilaterally refused to accept the apprentices.

From beginning to end, this Wenzong of the southern literary world did not let go.

As a generation of Wenzong, his words can even determine the direction of the Huizhou School, not to mention the career of a student who has not entered the academy.

Her identity is already special, and her talent is extraordinary, Ziyang Academy doesn't dare to accept it, which academy won't weigh it in her heart?

No matter what Mr. Nanshan thought about at the time, when he refused to accept the apprentice, it was basically equivalent to cutting off the woman's cultural context in Huizhou.

If it weren't for the fact that Tianquan Academy made an exception to accept apprentices later, this woman would not even be eligible to participate in the national examination.

At the time, people didn't think there was anything, but now they think about it.

With this woman's current results, if she can't participate in the national examination, isn't it equivalent to losing two Xie Yuan?

Everyone gasped at the thought of this.

What this means to students is terrifying!

If this happened to me, I would be angry.

If it really soars one day, it will never make the enemy feel better.

Everyone immediately understood why Mr. Nanshan actually raised this question at the Luming banquet.

This is a hurdle that cannot be bypassed, and instead of waiting for this woman to retaliate one day, it is better to make it clear here.

Looking at Zhu Luan, who was silent, there was a trace of sympathy in the eyes of the other lifters.

Say you don't hate...... The crowd thought it must be a fake.

But although she is already a township test Xie Yuan, her status is still far from Mr. Nanshan, and it is impossible to really express her hatred at the Luming banquet.

At this time, I guess I was thinking about how to deal with the past tactfully and without being false.

Now that he has become a lifter, he is already qualified to enter the officialdom.

Although I don't know what the future of this woman is, it is no good to tear her face in public with a great Confucian like Mr. Nanshan.

As long as this woman can humbly express it, Mr. Nanshan can push the boat down the river and encourage a few words, and this past event can end happily.

If this can't be done, other families will probably have to change their assessment of this woman.

After all, talent and ability can't be great.

Everyone looked at Zhu Luan with burning eyes.

However, she just stared at Mr. Nanshan quietly.

At this moment, a child's voice suddenly sounded in the silence.

"Isn't this old gentleman a little shameless?"

Hiss......

Everyone gasped again.

Hong Shan looked at the source of the sound around him in amazement.

Liang Ziliang's eyes widened, and he looked puzzled.

"That old gentleman sat on the seat and looked amazing, how could he ask others if they hated him like this, what else could Sister Zhu say?"

"Isn't this a battle!"

How could this little kid talk like that?

However, looking at Liang Ziliang's age and the color of the hairpin flowers on the sideburns, everyone knows a little.

It turned out to be a martial arts student, but even though Mr. Nanshan is just a literati, after all, he has many friends and acquaintances...... This kid is really ......

Hong Shan glared at Liang Ziliang, but looking at the little boy's bright big eyes, he finally didn't say anything, and lowered his head in silence.

Isn't what this kid is saying right?

Merely......

There are some conventions that people are no longer ashamed of.

"Ah, that, Mr. Nanshan, Tong Yan Wuji, Tong Yan Wuji, Liang Gongzi is only twelve years old, you ......"

The other officials were shocked and hurriedly played a round.

Mr. Nanshan was silent.

The atmosphere became even more tense.

Everyone's hearts tightened, and even Huizhou officials frowned.

The atmosphere of the good Luming banquet is like this, and sure enough, it is a scourge for women to get involved in officialdom, so that people become understanding yuan, how many such things will happen in the future?

"Zhu Ying, you ......" The other officials looked at Zhu Luan, who had never said a word, and finally couldn't help but want to intervene.

However, before he finished speaking, a hearty laugh suddenly sounded in the silence.

"Hahaha," the old man laughed from the corners of his wrinkled eyes.

Zhu Luan silently looked at Mr. Nanshan, who was laughing.

"Yes, the old man is really shameless to ask this question here at this time." Mr. Nanshan said.

Zhu Luan was a little surprised and opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"Whether you believe it or not," said Mr. Nanshan slowly, "but the old man really just wants to know what you think. ”

The problem was that she didn't have an idea at all.

Zhu Luan silently looked at the people with different expressions around him, and sighed in his heart.

The reason why she hasn't spoken all this time is only because she has no ideas.

But she didn't say a word, and always felt that other people had already made up a 10,000-word drama.

And so it is.

When Mr. Nanshan asked the first sentence, her first thought was, what exactly did this old gentleman do to her?

She thought about it before she remembered, after all, she remembered that the two of them had only crossed paths once.

asked her if she hated him, in fact, she had already tacitly assumed that she would hate him.

If she says she doesn't hate, will the people around her believe it? Will he believe it?

Definitely not believe it.

In that case, why ask?

And why did she answer?

To her, Mr. Nanshan was just a man of letters.

Zhu Luan was slightly distracted, passed through Mr. Nanshan's shoulder, and looked at Fang Bonian, who was sitting in the center of the head and was squinting at this side.

Then she continued to look at Mr. Nanshan in front of her in silence.

Duan Lizheng saw the look on the girl's face, and suddenly his heart moved, could it be that she ......

"Mr. Nanshan," Zhu Luan looked at the old man in front of him and said suddenly, "You are not yet to the point where you can be hated by me." ”

"Whether you believe it or not." Zhu Luan said quietly.

It doesn't matter if anyone else believes it or not.

That's really just the extent of it for her.

Unfortunately, no one believed it.

After speaking, Zhu Luan saluted again, turned around and walked towards where Mr. Wangxi was.

Duan Lizheng wanted to call out to her behind her, but the young man opened his mouth, as if he was thinking about something, and finally didn't make a sound.

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