Chapter 117: Giving Away the Head
Somewhere in Zhenguo Temple.
"Congratulations, Brother Sun!"
"Brother Sun is so literate, I admire him!"
"With Brother Sun's poem, it is enough to recite the ...... through the ages"
"Where, where, you have praised ......"
The talented Sun Sun Peng is receiving praise from everyone.
He kept returning the salute, and the whole person became a little fluttery.
At this moment, Sun Peng's scholar ran in and said, "In front of the mountain gate, the scholar Xiao Wenhou had a dispute with someone because of your poem. ”
When everyone heard this, their brows furrowed.
The scholar had an indignant look on his face, and continued: "I heard it clearly just now, Xiao Wenhou said that after reading the master's poem, the man showed a look of sarcasm......
When everyone heard this, they were immediately in an uproar.
A few of them were grumpy, and they directly rolled up their sleeves and rushed out.
Sun Peng frowned, thought about it, and followed.
He was also curious about what kind of person this person was who was not satisfied with the poems he had written.
In front of the mountain gate.
The scholars who came with Xiao Wenhou were stunned for a moment when they heard Jin Ge's scolding, and then their faces changed greatly.
Everyone is a literate person, how can they scold their family members when they open their mouths?
So, they stepped forward to persuade one after another, but most of them blamed Jin Ge.
Ning Shuangshuang also felt that Jin Ge was a little excessive, and his words were also a little heavy.
Meng Fei'er bit her red lip tightly and pulled Jin Ge down.
Jin Ge turned his head and glanced at everyone, snorted coldly and raised his feet to leave.
"Brother, please stay!"
A shout came.
Jin Ge ignored it and walked down the hill.
Sun Peng and the others who came in time, how could they let Jin Ge leave.
Quickly stepped forward and surrounded Jin Ge and Meng Fei'er.
Jin Ge finally lost his patience at this moment, and said to the guards behind him: "Everyone. ”
More than a dozen guards stood with their heads held high, their waist knives had been drawn halfway, and the aura of murder came to their faces.
Jin Ge also seemed to be a different person at this moment, and said word by word: "Today I am here to play, if you want to find yourself uncomfortable, don't blame me for being ruthless!" ”
As soon as the words fell.
Suddenly, an old voice came, saying, "Little Donor Jin, why bother!" ”
When I looked up, it was the old monk I had just met.
Jin Ge didn't want to have too many entanglements with them, and said, "Farewell!" ”
With a wave of his hand, more than a dozen guard knives were already in their sheaths.
Sun Peng mustered up the courage to say to Jin Ge: "This brother, the student wrote a poem just now, I don't know if Brother Tai can ......."
"I haven't read a book, I don't know much poetry!" Jin Ge Dao.
When Ning Shuangshuang heard this, he immediately said: "You are lying, Mr. Fang can't say anything about you in the Dingguo Mansion that day!" ”
Jin Ge turned his head and looked at the Ning Shuangshuang, and said, "I copied it." ”
"Copy whom?"
Jin Ge glanced at the old monk angrily, and said, "On a stormy night, I saved an old monk who was about to burp, and the old monk gave it to me when he was dying!" ”
Jin Ge said and turned to leave.
When everyone present heard it, they knew that this was Jingo's excuse.
Sun Peng glanced at the hands held by Jin Ge and Meng Fei'er, and smiled: "Brother Tai, I'm not afraid if I don't know poetry, but Miss Fei'er is a well-known talented woman in Chang'an City......"
"Xiaosheng is not talented, I don't know if Miss Fei'er can ......"
Jin Ge felt that his name was not loud enough, and he was determined to kill more scholars in the future!
So, he smiled harmlessly and said, "You are the Sun Caizi, right?" ”
Sun Peng said: "Students are not talented! ”
"Say it! What the hell are you going to do? Jin Ge asked.
"The student is not talented, he just improvised a poem, and it is reported that Brother Tai scoffed, so the student wanted to ......"
"You mean, let me see how your poems are, don't you?"
"Exactly!"
Jin Ge looked at Sun Peng and smiled, and said, "Okay! I'm in a showdown! “
Jin Ge shrugged his shoulders and continued: "Actually, I can write poetry, and most of the poems I write will be famous through the ages. ”
"For the sake of those talented people in the world, I lied that I couldn't write poetry."
Meng Fei'er looked surprised.
Ning Shuangshuang immediately turned into a little fan girl.
Sun Peng's brows furrowed slightly.
The others looked sarcastic.
"I'm not afraid of the wind flashing my tongue!"
"He turned out to be a fool who eats and waits for death, and can write poetry, who believes it!"
"For the sake of the world's talents...... Ha ha...... Laughed at me. ”
Jin Ge turned a deaf ear.
Sun Peng bowed down and said, "Can you correct one or two for the students?" ”
Jin Ge shook his head and said, "If you correct me, I won't correct it." ”
"In this way, I will write a poem, and you can compare it with Sun Cai, if his poems are not as good as mine!"
"Let him bow down to me and inherit my mantle!"
When everyone heard this, they gossiped.
"Worship your disciple, you are still a stinky hairy boy!"
"I see! He doesn't know poetry! ”
"I think so, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to put forward such harsh conditions."
At this time, Xiao Wenhou said loudly: "If Sun Caizi's poems are not as good as yours, I will also worship under your door." ”
As soon as Xiao Wenhou's words fell, more than a dozen scholars also shouted.
Jin Ge's face changed slightly.
When Sun Peng and Xiao Wenhou saw Jin Ge's expression, they immediately determined that Jin Ge was deliberately bluffing them.
So, Sun Peng bowed down and said: "If the student's poetry is not as good as that of Brother Tai, the student is willing to worship Brother Tai as a teacher." ”
Jin Ge's face was hesitant.
Xiao Wenhou saw the opportunity and immediately asked, "What if your poems are not as good as Sun Caizi?" ”
"I would like to worship him as a teacher!" Jin Ge Dao.
When the others heard this, they immediately stopped.
"No, you can't! It's too cheap for you. ”
"You should dress up as a woman and run for a day in Chang'an City!"
"Yes, yes, that's how it should be!"
Jin Ge glanced at those who were heckling and said, "If my poems are not as good as Sun Caizi's, I will immediately splash my blood in Zhenguo Temple!" ”
As soon as these words came out, the scene was suddenly silent.
Meng Fei'er said with a worried look on her face: "Don't compare with them, let's go home!" ”
Ning Shuangshuang's face turned pale, regretting that he had just participated in the embarrassment of Jin Ge.
At this time, the old monk spoke: "Good! Wonderful! ”
"Little donor Jin, your murderous aura is too heavy!"
Jin Ge didn't bother to pay attention to him, and asked again, "Do you have anything else to say?" ”
The people were silent and silent.
Sun Peng said: "Brother Tai, you don't have to splash blood in Zhenguo Temple, and you don't have to worship students as teachers, you just need to go to Confucius Temple and kneel for a day!" ”
Rumble!
All the readers present applauded Sun Peng.
"It's worthy of being a genius!"
"Brother Sun will be at the top of the list in this township test!"
"The Holy Master has a spirit in the sky, and he will definitely bless Brother Sun......"
Jin Ge nodded: "Yes!" ”
Sun Peng's face was proud.
Jin Ge said again: "There is no evidence, let's make a note!" ”
Sun Peng and others were all literati, and they all had scholars waiting for them, so they naturally carried pen, ink, paper, and inkstones with them.
Soon the note was written.
Jin Ge took the note and looked at it, and the person who signed it counted Sun Peng, and there were eighteen scholars.
Jin Ge took the note, came to the old monk and said: "The master is a high-ranking monk, a witness, and it is none other than the master!" ”
The old monk picked up the pen and wrote: "Xuan Seal Proof".
Jin Ge blew the ink dry and happily put it in his arms.
The scholars immediately disagreed, and shouted for Jin Ge to take out the note.
As if he hadn't heard it, Jin Ge smiled and picked up the pen and wrote: "Title Zhenguo Temple......"