After Xiang Zhisheng turned to leave, the smile on his face quickly converged, and his face was extremely gloomy when he turned his back to Lu Ming. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"What a smart Liang Guomaocai, he easily saw Brother An Yan's purpose, but this guy still has no fear, and readily agreed, hum, it's really stupid!"

"If you can still be so calm now, aren't you worried about losing in the Dialectic Literary Conference?

"You just wait, let you pay the price you deserve today, and we will use dialectics to prove that the scholars are higher than the people!"

Lu Ming watched Xiang Zhisheng go away, and pondered in place.

"White horses and non-horses are famous dialectics of famous masters, and An Yan may use this to debate, which is a little difficult......"

"White horses are not horses...... White Horse Non-Horse ......"

While thinking, Lu Ming returned home and flipped through all kinds of books.

Now his room is full of books, and reading has become one of the joys of life, even if he doesn't read, once he reads seriously, he will be attracted by the articles in it, and he will not be able to extricate himself, and sometimes he will forget to eat.

In the afternoon, Lu Ming went to the Suzhou Restaurant on time to participate in the debate meeting, and the venue was arranged on the spacious first floor.

At this time, hundreds of scholars have come here, although the number is not large, but they are all children of famous families in Suzhou City, and the scholars with small literary names have not been invited.

When some of these scholars saw Lu Ming here, they all greeted him and greeted him.

"Lu Maocai, are you also here to participate in the Debate Literary Conference?"

"Brother Lu Ming, this An Yan is very arrogant, he looks down on the people very much, you also know that our poor families are all from the common people, and looking down on the people is like looking down on our poor families, you have to fight for everyone. ”

"An Yan is very good at arguing, he is quite accomplished in 'white horses and non-horses', there are few opponents, you must be careful. ”

"The winner of the debate is the king and the loser, this is a competition for the name of the text, and some people just can't bear the blow of the name, so they end up with the tragedy of the shattering of the Wenfu. ”

Lu Ming bowed his hand to everyone one by one and said with a smile: "Please rest assured, I know it in my heart." ”

"But the famous Lu Mao is here?"

A scholar walked slowly, looking only about twenty-two years old, with a handsome face, an extraordinary aura, and a temperament that was not angry and arrogant.

Xiang Zhisheng was beside him, his expression was calm, and his eyes were bright.

"In Xia Lu Ming, Your Excellency is ......"

"I am An Yan. ”

An Yan raised his head slightly, looked at Lu Ming's eyes very arrogantly, and said with a smile: "I thought Lu Mao was a master, it turned out that he was just such a young reader, and you were on the literary list that day, and your tone was not small." ”

"In terms of tone, where can Xiaosheng be compared to Brother An Yan?"

"Haha, Lu Ming, you are arrogant to show me! Today I will teach you how to be a man in front of everyone!"

As soon as An Yan's voice fell, many miscellaneous scholars held their heads high and were very proud.

Lu Ming's classmate was angry and very dissatisfied with this.

"What a mouthful!"

"Although Lu Maocai is not very old, in the hearts of our Liang people, he is a respectable scholar, An Yan, how can you be like this!"

An Yan smiled disapplausively: "Don't brag about Maocai or not, if he takes the imperial examination with me, even if it is another ten years later, Maocai will not be his turn." ”

"Listening to your tone, it seems that you think that your literary talent is far superior to Lu Ming?", one person asked.

"That's true. ”

An Yan smiled: "Otherwise, how can I teach him how to be a person?"

Lu Ming said indifferently: "I originally wanted to study at home with peace of mind and prepare for this year's state exam, but I heard that Brother An Yan's dialectics are famous all over the world, so I came here to see it, and I asked Brother An Yan to give me advice." ”

"Of course, of course. ”

An Yan laughed and said, "Come, Brother Lu Xian, please take a seat." ”

"Brother Xian?"

Lu Ming was slightly stunned, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, but in the end he didn't say anything, and followed him into the Wenhui venue.

At this time, Lu Ming saw that there was also a white horse at the scene, which was An Yan's mount.

Many readers point fingers at the white horse, knowing that there will be a debate on "white horses and non-horses" today, and they are looking forward to it.

After Lu Ming took his seat, he saw that Zhao Feng was also here, after all, the Zhao family was a famous family in Suzhou City, and he was indeed qualified to participate in the Debate Literary Conference.

Zhao Feng glanced at Lu Ming and sneered: "Yo, isn't this Lu Maocai?" Your poetry and poetry are unique in the world, we have nothing to say about this, but you also want to surpass An Yan in dialectics, it is absolutely impossible, I advise you to die of this heart." ”

"Brother Zhao Feng, this is my virtuous brother, how can you be so rude!", An Yan scolded.

"It turns out that your relationship is so good, oops, this is really a big flood that washed the Dragon King Temple, it's terrible, it's terrible. ”

Zhao Feng hurriedly picked up the wine glass and said with a smile: "It's offensive, you don't have to worry about it, you can punish yourself with a glass." ”

Lu Ming turned a blind eye and said: "A good literary meeting, but it is like a grain of mouse feces falling into the porridge, which is extremely disgusting. ”

Zhao Feng's smile froze, and then a wave of anger surged up, and his eyes looked at Lu Ming like fire.

Lu Ming's classmates laughed secretly, An Yanwen was famous, Lu Ming wanted to give him a little face, but Zhao Feng was disgusted by everyone, so naturally he didn't need to give him a good look.

"Today's cultural meeting, I will not sit at the same table with Zhao Feng. Lu Ming said.

With a "snap", Zhao Feng slapped the table and shouted: "Lu Ming, what do you mean, don't you look down on my Zhao family!"

"It's not the Zhao family that I look down on, it's you. ”

"Presumptuous!"

"Brother Zhao is angry, don't be impatient. ”

A miscellaneous scholar immediately comforted: "This Lu Maocai despises the Zhao family so much, and his eyes are so high, he can't be a person at all." ”

"That's right, how can there be such a talented man who doesn't know how to be polite? He actually compares you to a ...... Hey, it's so hateful, even I can't stand it, but there's no way, he is Maocai after all, and he has a reputation there, so we can only endure it. ”

"When the article meeting is over, I will post his humiliating remarks about the Zhao family on the article list, and then everyone in the world will know who he is, you have a lot of adults, why bother with such villains?"

Zhao Feng was overjoyed when he heard this, as if he had met a confidant: "This is extremely true, Lu Ming is young after all, and we, as 'elders', should not worry about him." ”

Lu Ming could only be slightly angry in his heart, but he still couldn't show it, because once he showed his anger, he would be ridiculed by everyone again, so he could only ignore their existence, walk to the table on the other side, and sit down directly without waiting for An Yan to speak. (To be continued.) )