Draw! This outcome was not expected at the beginning. For Qi Jiguang, the result of the game was not as good as the feeling in his hands. The eunuch's skin is so soft and smooth, does it make people's palms feel so comfortable? Maybe next time, I should find a chance to touch Grandpa An's face and confirm it.

"Yuan Jing is good!" Zhang Xiaohua screamed.

Ru Chu's pair of white-eyed flying knives were immediately thrown away, "As long as you can't win against me, your name will be changed to the one I am sure of." There are no more Ruqi and Yuan Jing here, only black people and Xiaoguang. How? Comments? If you have an opinion, let's fight! I'll tell you, I haven't made a trick yet, I've seen the Sunflower Treasure Book. Any idea what that is? The world's number one martial arts can defeat the masters of good and evil with an embroidery needle. Hmph, look down on eunuchs! The eunuch broke off some aspects of his thoughts, and it was easier to concentrate on learning martial arts, and he became more remarkable than Shaolin Tongzigong. I know you're strong, but don't always think about what you don't have, so you can become a top master. ”

"What do you say?" Sendou's face was a little red.

Ruchu snorted coldly again, closed his eyes and turned his head away, showing disdain for them.

"Xiaoguang, he still disdains us!" Li Chengliang pointed at the beginning, his fingers trembled, but he changed his words very positively.

"Better than the third one." Qi Jiguang pulled out a handkerchief from his arms to wipe his hands, his expression was still faintly gentle, and the appearance of a standard three-good noble son was more like a child if he didn't care at the beginning.

"It's better than that." She muttered.

Qi Jiguang raised his head slightly, glanced at Ruchu, and saw that half of her face was black, but it looked strangely pleasing to the eye. But so what? None of the teachers sent by Wei Li to the soil team came voluntarily, and no matter how kind the Hu Gonggong in front of him looked, he must have looked down on them in his heart. In this case, it is better to find a way to let him leave quickly, so as not to get tired of each other.

"The third scene is poetry, Bai Gui, you come." He took a step back as he spoke, and Zhang Juzheng walked up to Shi Shiran.

"Bai Gui, it's up to you." Xian Dou patted Zhang Juzheng's head, "I don't believe that this father-in-law is an all-round talent in civil and military affairs." ”

"I'm sorry, aunt...... Your uncle and I are all-rounders. As at the beginning, he changed "aunt" to "uncle", but the seniority has not changed. Looking at Zhang Juzheng again, with a cold and stubborn appearance, coupled with his already handsome face, it is simply forced + seduced + awkward, which really makes Sister Hu's heart bloom. It is the dream of every female teacher to have such a beautiful boy and a student of a future celebrity!

"My hand is a little injured, after all, both the black man and Xiaoguang's martial arts are very high." As at the beginning, he held Brother Hao Nan and the pheasant without a trace, "It's better to compare poems without writing them on paper, just say it directly." Her words are hard to see, comparable to ghost drawings, but she doesn't dare to show timidity.

Zhang Juzheng didn't pay attention to it at all, went straight to the wall and said four sentences, the pen walked the dragon and snake, fluttering elegantly, and the posture was chic, and then threw the pen out of the window, turned around proudly, and looked provocative.

"Children should take care of public property, what a handsome play, quickly pick up the pen for me." Ruchu screamed, ran over and slapped Zhang Juzheng on the back, his strength was not well controlled, and he almost vomited blood.

He was surprised to glared at Ruchu angrily, thinking that this father-in-law did not understand the style of literati, thinking that he entered school at the age of five, could pass the Six Classics at the age of seven, was admitted to Xiucai at the age of twelve, participated in the township examination at the age of thirteen, and was promoted at the age of sixteen, and entered the royal health school in the same year.

"What do you see? This one is obviously good to use, why do you throw it away? Waste is shameful, you know? As at the beginning, he worked hard to educate the first assistant in the world in the future, but now he only knows the dead child who pretends to be cool, "In the future, you will be the pillar of the country, and caring for the people of the world must start from caring for the smallest objects." ”

"I don't know what you're talking about." Zhang Juzheng snorted again, in fact, everyone didn't know what the strange words that popped up occasionally at the beginning were, but in connection with the whole sentence, they could guess the general meaning.

"I'll pick it up." The bear raised his hand, jumped out of the window, and then jumped in with a pen in his hand. Alas, it was his pen that was thrown by Baekyu.

At the same time, he sighed as before. These children don't leave the door, and they have to jump out of the window when they come and go. Who said that ancient men were precocious? It's not all seventeen or eight, it's the same as two hundred and five, what's the difference between it and modern times.

She pretended to walk to the wall and carefully admired the poem, but she was actually trying to make out the font, and she didn't see why it came for a long time. She didn't understand why ancient literati and writers liked to inscribe on the wall, this kind of behavior is punishable by money in modern times, and those who have graffiti have to find the right place, right?

"Very good, very good." She studied Zhang Haogu in the cross talk "Three Levels in a Row", and if she didn't understand it, she would praise it vaguely.

As soon as the words fell, a group of boys boasted to themselves. What is our family Bai Gui, this is abandoning literature and martial arts, otherwise it must be the champion; Look at this quick thinking, even Cao Zhi, who did seven-step poems back then, is nothing more than that; Eternal quatrain, that wall can't be demolished, if people go up to pay homage, it's better to get a blue gauze cabinet to cover it......

A group of young men, it is not too sensy to praise their classmates like this, and the one who was praised reacted very well, and his lips, which had always been tightly pursed, were slightly upturned, revealing a shy smile.

Ahem...... Ruchu hurriedly shook off the goosebumps all over his body, interrupting their self-absorption, indicating that it was their turn.

She doesn't understand poetry, but in her sad girlhood, she also memorized a few poems and pretended to be melancholy. But now it is the Ming Dynasty, and the Tang and Song dynasties, which have the strongest poetry, have passed away, and she has no way to plagiarize the famous passages of the ancients that are well known to the whole people for her own use, so she can only find them from the poems of the late Ming and early Qing dynasties.

During the break just now, her mind was actually not idle, wondering what kind of poems could make these teenagers like to read? Maybe they don't need flowery rhetoric and neat writing, they are hot-blooded young people, just have momentum, and it's better to be the kind that makes them hate to give their lives immediately. After thinking about it for a long time, he finally decided to steal Tan Sitong's intellectual property.

Looking at the door, he stopped thinking about Zhang Jian, and endured death and waited for Du Gen. I smiled at the sky with my horizontal knife, and went to leave the liver and gallbladder two Kunlun!

The first two sentences are ordinary, and when it comes to the last two sentences, Ruchu himself feels arrogant, and the feeling of seeing death as home, Dan's heart, and being generous and heroic is really ...... Alas, it's so exciting!

"Good poetry." After Zhang Juzheng paused, he sincerely praised his "enemy", "It's just that how could Gonggong Hu make this poem, which mood and artistic conception do you have?" ”

I was stunned for a while, I just thought that it could move people, but I didn't expect that this poem was appropriate to read out at such a moment. However, when her gaze swept over the faces of the twenty students of the soil team, her heart suddenly became hot, and she couldn't help but say softly, "I want to tell you with this poem that even if you are hunted down, forced to conceal your identity, or even pretend to be dead, there are times when you see the sun and the moon again, and when you take revenge, you can have a clear conscience about the country and the people." Those who have been hurt and abused like that can keep their innocence in their hearts, you ...... I know that I have been slighted and misunderstood, and even bullied, but I believe that you too can do it, 'I smile to the sky with my sword, and go and save my liver and gallbladder!' I'm a firm believer in that! I'll help you too! ”

For a moment, Ruchu felt that the aura around her softened, and then she heard Qi Jiguang's voice without any emotion, "You won." ”

As she first knew, this not only meant that she had won the poetry competition, but also that she had won her first confrontation with these so-called bad teenagers.

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66Squatting in the snow and begging for charcoal.

From yesterday to today, there have been many people who have sent charcoal, 66 tears of thanks here. But it's too cold, and if you have charcoal, let's continue to throw a few pieces.

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