"Mr. Li is kind to Tinghui, and he is also your teacher!"

"As the saying goes, a teacher for one day, a father for life!"

"Zhang Gongzi and you are also readers who have read poetry and books, so naturally you don't need Tinghui to teach you this truth!"

"If you slander Mr. Li, in the eyes of your father, are you slandering them?"

"It's a big rebellion to insult your father."

"Mencius Tengwen Gongzhang Sentence II, Section 9: Without a father and without a king, he is a beast!"

"You are also scholars, sensible people, and you must not want to become beasts in the mouth of saints."

As soon as the words changed, Huang Tinghui's tone became cold.

Although the identities of these second ancestors present are not low.

But Huang Tinghui now occupies a "reason" word.

There is "reason" all over the world, and angry with a group of second ancestors for the sake of the teacher who is kind to him, will only make those teachers in the academy look down on him.

You must know that the Dasheng Dynasty is not only the energy of the officials, but also the power of the academy faction is extremely terrifying.

The people behind these academies are inextricably linked with the high-ranking officials in the court.

The teaching and learning of the academy can be said to control the direction of public opinion in the world, and even Zhang Julu, who is the first assistant, does not dare to despise this force.

In order to carry out the reform smoothly, Zhang Julu even banned a number of academies.

However, even with Zhang Shoufu's tough methods, the academy is not alive and kicking around in the north and south of the great river of the Dasheng Dynasty?

"Respect teachers and education!" This is the foundation of the Dasheng Dynasty.

As long as Huang Tinghui grasps this, then he will be invincible.

Those bigwigs in the academy will not let Huang Tinghui lose.

After all, if Huang Tinghui loses, what dignity do they have as teachers?

Huang Tinghui is a farmer, and he has little power.

If you want to confront these second ancestors, you can only lead the contradiction to this.

"You...... You ......" These students were speechless one by one.

What can I do?

Refuting Huang Tinghui, how to refute it?

Doesn't it contradict what Yasheng said, isn't that on the opposite side of the people who read all the people in the world?

No father, no king!

Who can afford this big hat buttoned down?

But as an old student of Luyang Academy, his family is not small, and he is more or less famous.

Now he is scolded by a peasant family who has no fame, pointing his nose and scolding himself.

How can they stand it?

"The child can be taught, no wonder Li Baichong, that old guy, even if he is fighting to damage his reputation, wants to let this kid be sent to Luyang Academy."

"This kid's character, the old man likes it."

"It's been a long time since I've met such an interesting little guy."

The old man was not in a hurry, he touched his beard and said happily.

The old man at the moment looks like he is watching a play.

"Huang Tinghui, don't care about him, don't you dare to say that you entered this Luyang Academy, didn't you rely on your relationship with Mr. Li?"

"Those who came in through the wrong door, who are in a position to reprimand us here?"

"It's just going to make people laugh and be generous!" One student, perhaps realizing that he had fallen into a verbal trap constructed by Huang Tinghui, said as he grasped Huang Tinghui's enrollment.

"There is a saying that is very true, if you see that something is right, then you will naturally believe it, if you see it as untrue and deceitful, then you must not always doubt it?"

"No matter how Tinghui explains, will you believe it?"

After speaking, Huang Tinghui's voice changed again, "If Tinghui is from a high-ranking family, I think you will definitely not have so many opinions." ”

"It's just that Tinghui was born in a poor family, and you don't believe that the poem came from Tinghui's hand."

"Actually, you didn't guess wrong, that poem was indeed not written by Tinghui."

Huang Tinghui smiled, and he told the facts and the dishes.

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was shocked.

Sure enough, this poem was not written by the peasant son in front of him, how could a peasant son be so talented.

"Hahaha, I said that there is a shady curtain in this, how could this poem be written by him?"

"This poem is powerful, and it is absolutely impossible for someone to write it by someone who has never even passed the childhood test."

"It's really chilling, Mr. Li is so disappointing, he is inconsistent."

"Huang Tinghui, you finally admit that this poem was not written by you, is this poem written by Mr. Li?"

Those who read the book suddenly came to the spirit.

They want to get to the bottom of it.

"This poem was not written by Mr. Li!"

"It's written by the poet saint Du Fu and Du Gongbu, and Ting Hui can't steal his poems to deceive the world, right?"

The corners of Huang Tinghui's mouth curled slightly, as a copyist, Huang Tinghui used Du Fu's poems to make a name for himself and obtain a place to study in Luyang Academy.

This is just his self-interest, after all, this is the advantage of his own crossing.

I'm not a saint, so I don't have an advantage, isn't that stupid?

Huang Tinghui is not so noble, he just wants to make his life better.

Using Du Fu's poems can make your own path smoother, why not?

As for today, it is said that this poem was written by Du Fu. It can be regarded as allowing the self-interested Huang Tinghui to feel a little more at ease.

In the future, if you become a "copyist", you can also make a name for those poets who have not appeared in this world.

As for whether others believe it or not, Huang Tinghui can't control it.

"Poet Saint Du Fu, who is this person?"

"I've never heard of it, this kid fooled us, have you ever heard of the name of the poet saint Du Fu."

"No, I've never heard of it."

Hearing the name Du Fu, all the second ancestors were the second monks and puzzled.

Huang Tinghui didn't pay attention to everyone, he just arched his hand to the old man.

"Since ancient times, it has not been easy to be poor, no matter how hard the scholars of the poor family try, they are not seen as people who take shortcuts!"

"How filthy and unbearable is this world?"

"Obviously, those wealthy gentlemen, they have taken up all the resources and opportunities."

"But because the poor scholar got a chance to enroll, he made it difficult in every way!"

"Tinghui is unwilling!"

"Please also sir, please see the unwillingness of the scholars of the Han family."

"Tinghui's experience, the princes of the court must have also experienced it."

"If the world becomes a shackle, how can a scholar from a poor family break free from this shackle and leap into the dragon gate?"

Huang Tinghui's words were reasonable, and the old man who listened to it also had mixed feelings.

As for the presence of a lot of poor scholars, in Luyang Academy, the poor scholars and the wealthy scholars are two groups.

Therefore, Huang Tinghui's words can be said to go straight to their hearts.

Let everyone be emotional.

Invisibly, they have a lot more sympathy for Huang Tinghui.

also felt a little more indignant at those wealthy gentlemen.

Why should a talented poor family enter Luyang Academy to be questioned by them and made difficult by them?

Seeing that the time was ripe, Huang Tinghui said to everyone: "You can doubt Tinghui, but you can't doubt Mr. Li!" ”

"Today, Tinghui wants to express his heart for the world's poor scholars."

"I want to wash Mr. Li's stigma too!"

"Sir, do you have pen and paper?"

"Tinghui just has another stolen poem, and I just hope that the academy can give Tinghui a chance."

"Give the world's poor scholars a chance!"

Huang Tinghui's words were extremely sincere, and even the old man was a little moved.

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