"I lost!" After Zhang Jiuling was silent for a moment, he didn't start writing, and looked at Li Chongrun and said frankly.

Huang Zhuanjia listened to the conversation between Li Chongrun and Zhang Jiuling, was slightly stunned, dragged Zhang Jiuling aside with a panicked expression, and asked angrily: "I haven't written it yet, why did I lose!" ”

Zhang Jiuling shook his head, "With my disciple's current state of mind and experience, I can't write better poems. ”

What he said is true, this poem was written by him at the age of sixty, according to his current experience, he did not even pass the Jinshi examination, it is not easy to have a reputation at this time, and he hopes to write some profound poems.

Huang Zhuanjia shook her head angrily.

He didn't give up, he looked at Zhang Jiuling angrily and shouted, "Do you know each other? You didn't lose on purpose. ”

The soul asked, Zhang Jiuling was stunned in place, and his eyes were full of disappointment.

The people behind him were also stunned when they heard Huang Zhuanjia's words, no matter what, they didn't expect Huang Zhuanjia to ask such a thing.

Huang Zhuanjia looked at Zhang Jiuling's angry and silent appearance, and was heartbroken.

Turning to look at the people behind him, he asked unrelentingly, "Who can compare?" Who, stand up. ”

Hearing this, everyone present lowered their heads, and when they saw Li Chongrun's poems, they felt inferior in their hearts.

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one.

From the last two lines of the first poem to this poem, just one moment has been full of decades of elegance.

Huang Zhuanjia looked at the people who bowed their heads and shouted angrily, "I didn't expect you to be so wasteful, and you would ......."

Li Chongrun stood not far away, and stopped angrily: "Enough! ”

His words were full of anger, General Zuo Wei knew Li Chongrun's personality best, and His Highness was angry.

Huang Zhuanjia stood in front of Li Chongrun, listening to this loud shout, although he closed his mouth, he still didn't know what nonsense to say.

"How long are you going to jump in front of you?" Li Chongrun asked angrily.

He may not have understood this sentence, but he knew that it was not a good word.

Huang Zhuanjia stood in front of him and snorted coldly, "I don't know where His Highness copied the poem." It's just ......"

"Smack!" Before he could finish his sentence, he heard this crisp sound.

Li Chongrun slapped him hard and threw it directly on Huang Zhuanjia's face.

It wasn't loud, but it was unusually harsh.

The crisp and powerful slap directly stunned the people around him.

Everyone was stunned, looking at everything that was happening in front of them in disbelief, and the lively crowd on the periphery was even more so, they didn't know what was going on, and Li Chongrun actually shot directly.

Who is Yellow Brick Jia?

The literary champion in Shenjing City.

Even if he is a strange old man, Li Chongrun can't slap his face directly.

What do these literati care about most?

Face, wind bones.

And Li Chongrun slapped his face directly.

It's not much better than digging someone's ancestral grave.

Huang Zhuanjia was stunned by this slap, and the whole person stood in place, the hot pain on his face swept through his body, and a feeling like an ant biting his internal organs made him tremble.

The gaze of everyone around him was like a thousand knives cutting through every inch of his skin.

Zhang Jiuling stood behind Huang Zhuanjia, although he looked disappointed, he rushed up as soon as possible, pointed at Li Chongrun and scolded: "You thief, do you still have the dignity of the old and the young in your eyes?" ”

Listening to his words, Li Chongrun smiled instead of being angry, looked at the angry Zhang Jiuling and asked, "Do you believe that you are the next one to be beaten as a teacher!" ”

"You ......" Zhang Jiuling glared at Li Chongrun, and after a pause, he put down his outstretched finger.

Not long ago, Zhang Jiuling had already lost to Li Chongrun, and he was a teacher on the left and right, how to do it.

Li Chongrun didn't continue to pay attention to this stupid and filial foolish Bai Tian, but walked in front of Huang Zhuanjia, "How is it?" Did you get your wish? ”

Li Chongrun looked at Huang Zhuanjia and asked.

Huang Zhuanjia, who was originally stunned, was stunned, and Zhang Jiuling was also stunned, and everyone around him listened to Li Chongrun's questions, and they didn't know why.

Li Chongrun looked at Huang Zhuanjia silently, and continued to ask: "Didn't you come to the country to provoke me, make me ruined, and make me notorious, now you have your wish!" ”

Li Chongrun didn't give him a chance to speak, and walked around the group of people, "Did someone say that I defiled the literary world?" Saying that I am a shame in the literary world, do you want to ask for justice and defend the style of the literati? ”

Li Chongrun looked at the group of people behind Huang Zhuanjia and asked, and Zhang Jiuling also fell into deep thought.

The questions he said, maybe other people don't know how to answer, but these people brought by Huang Zhuanjia are very familiar, and these words are what Huang Zhuanjia said to them.

Now such a situation is caused by Huang Zhuanjia's one-person organization and everyone's followers.

After thinking about it, Li Chongrun returned to Huang Zhuanjia, looked at Huang Zhuanjia and asked, "Now that I beat you, I should be the enemy of the literary world from now on, right?" ”

Huang Zhuanjia turned his head, "I don't know what His Highness is talking about?" ”

Li Chongrun nodded, did not continue to pay attention to him, but walked up to Zhang Jiuling and the others, and sighed loudly: "It's okay if you don't know, at least it won't chill these literati who follow you." ”

This sentence is like an exclamation, more like a puncture.

Although he didn't say it all, he planted a seed in the hearts of everyone behind him who was being used.

Li Chongrun nodded to the end and did not continue.

Huang Zhuanjia listened to Li Chongrun's words, and was indignant in his heart, "Your Highness's clever tongue is like a yellow, it is really a good means, no matter how Your Highness justifies, after all, he is wrong first, and what His Highness has done is to defile me and other literati." ”

"Oh, the book of sages is really read in the belly of a dog." Li Chongrun sneered disdainfully.

In a word, it was like questioning everyone present.

"Lone asks you, why do you study?"

Li Chongrun stood in front of Huang Zhuanjia and asked loudly.

Although the tone of his speech seemed to be directed at Huang Zhuanjia, everyone in front of him began to think, including Zhang Jiuling.

Not only did the people in front of him fall into deep thought, but the people who watched the excitement also began to talk.

"For literacy."

"To look at the ledger."

"To make a name for yourself."

“……”

The people around had different opinions, Li Chongrun looked at Zhang Jiuling and asked, "Zishou, why are you studying?" ”

"Me?" Zhang Jiuling said without hesitation, "In order to leave Lingnan." ”

According to his current age and experience, leaving Lingnan is the most important thing.

Huang Brick saw that the scholars behind him began to discuss, you said, I said, there was no same answer.

Li Chongrun walked up to Huang Zhuanjia and asked again, "Why?" ”

"I didn't think about why I read, and I didn't think about why I taught, it's the duty of a reader."

"Hehe" Li Chongrun sneered, I really wanted to go up and give him a big blow, and no one could say anything about him when he said these high-sounding words.

Li Chongrun's eyes were full of disdain.

"Reading, reading dead books, dead reading, reading books without reason, what's the use of you reading?"

"The saint praised you for being a blessing in the literary world, a hope, and a sustenance, not for you to show off with a four-foot plaque, except for the stench of hypocrisy, I don't see any literati in you. How dare you provoke me? ”

Huang Zhuanjia and others were stunned by what Li Chongrun said, and when all the gorgeousness covering the surface was torn naked, it was a bloody fact.

Huang Zhuanjia hypocritically took the blessing of the saint and ran rampant in the literary world, whether it was writing or composing poems, he flaunted himself as everyone.

The picture scroll of the Qing people, with the fairy sentences, he thinks this is an insult to the literary world.

Nonsense.

"I write poems to convey affection, I paint to express meaning, I hope that I can use my words and pictures to bring happiness to people's lives, and I also hope that they can feel hope in life."

"It's like everyone comes to Guose Tianxiang to buy soap?" Li Chongrun stepped directly into this topic and was a little caught off guard.

Before the people present could react, Li Chongrun continued: "What is sold in the world is not soap, it is exquisite! It's beautiful, it's a love of life. ”

"King Kong is not bad Dazhai Master"

The crowd around listened to Li Chongrun's words full of surprise, and then fell into deep thought.

Especially the female customers who rushed to buy soap, whispered: "This soap will make us exquisite." ”

"Your Highness said it so well"

"Isn't it, since I used the soap of the world, the rough man in my family can't wait to lick the fragrance of the cracks in my mother's body."

"Yes, it's hot and loving."

“……”

His words were like a heavy blow of tens of thousands of pounds directly hitting the chest of so many people.

Li Chongrun looked at Huang Zhuanjia again and asked, "Why are you studying?" Do you really understand? ”

Before he could answer, Li Chongrun's eyes were firm, and he said with an affirmative expression:

"Remember, read for the rise of Wu Zhou!"

After Li Chongrun finished speaking, the entire Gentle Fang became quiet.

The tree screamed, three or two leaves swayed in the wind on the treetops, and the skirt of the green-clothed girl on the left made a rustling sound.

Zhang Jiuling stood in place, his expression becoming hot.

After Li Chongrun said this, he left infinite reverie for everyone present, "Reading for the rise of the Wu Zhou Dynasty", what a magnificent century-old plan.

The longer the silence lasts, the more enthusiastic the hearts of those present become, and it only takes a sentence to change from muttering to tears.

"Reading for the rise of the Wu Zhou Dynasty" is not exactly what Wu Zetian advocated at this time.

Seeing that everyone was silent and fell into deep thought, Li Chongrun really couldn't bear to disturb him, but at this time, the words were not finished, and he spread the word.

"Your Majesty's grace, I ordered us to create a school, and in the near future we will accept school-age children over the age of eight to enroll in school, if you are interested, and ......" Li Chongrun looked at General Dan Zuo Wei beside him, "No, this rough man can't do fine work." ”

looked at Zhang Jiuling who was stunned again, and shouted loudly: "If you are interested, contact Zhang Jiuling." ”

When Zhang Jiuling heard this, he was at a loss, he never thought that he would be on the job!

Watching the lively crowd hear it, it was full of surprises.

"I ...... I ...... "stuttering mouth is not good, but my head is very lumpy."

The people around him looked at him and raised his hand, and laughed hahaha: "You are in your fifties, what else do you name?" ”

"My grandson!" The last three words are long overdue.

While laughing, Li Chongrun frowned, and he saw an old man in a black robe walking out of the crowd with three or two followers, and Ming Lian was actually on the side.

Li Chongrun scolded in his heart: "Damn, it's over, it's still a boss this time!" ”

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[It's on the shelves, it's a little sudden, so am I, my mood is extremely heavy, thank you later, let's do it together! ] 】