Zheng Xiu sneered directly at the two people.

"I think you're just playing tricks, if something really finds you, don't you all go to be shrunken turtles?"

"When the empress was there before, you knelt on the ground and shivered, but now that the empress is gone, you stand up and bark, right?"

When the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Household Scholars heard this, they couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted directly.

"Who do you say is a shrunken turtle?"

"I said you were shrunken turtles!"

"Say it again!"

"What's wrong? I can't hear clearly, so I don't need to condense it into words for you to see! ”

When Zheng Xiu said this, he directly brewed the literary qi in his body.

I have long seen that these two old bastards are not pleasing to the eye, and the others are still sensible, and they know that they must admit their mistakes and stand firm when they are beaten.

Just the two of you are disrespectful to the elderly, and you still think you are right when you commit a crime!

You know, now the proven deficit alone has reached 200 million taels of silver.

There are many larger and older ones that have not been identified.

You're standing on the dry shore now, are you so clean?

Zheng Xiu directly urged the literary tone, and then opened his mouth to chant poetry.

"Nest after litter, three, four, five, six, seven, eight."

When the officials and the household were steady, they were ridiculed.

"Isn't it just limerick, and I will too, one after another, three, four, five, six, seven, eight."

"It's not yet noon, can you still write another poem that will be passed down to the world?"

"What's the matter, there are ten buckets of Qi in the world, and he Zheng Xiu can still monopolize eight buckets?"

"I'm afraid it's not Jiang Lang's talent, I can only recite limericks."

At this time, the official department and the household department were still hard-mouthed.

After all, who wouldn't fight a war of words.

Before Zheng Xiu entered the prison, he had never heard of him writing poetry.

The Ten Sins are also basically written in the vernacular.

was able to recite a song that spread to the world before, but it was just shit luck.

Look at it, otherwise, why hasn't there been a literary vibration until now?

"Eat up the royal thousand bells, how many phoenixes there are!"

"Coax!" A tone shook.

The poems that were originally ordinary just now are all infused with a literary atmosphere and gathered in the main hall.

On one side, the official department and the household department were both stunned.

That's not right, wasn't it just a limerick just now, why did it suddenly lead to the mood again.

With the condensation of the literary tone, the poems also appeared above the main hall.

"Nest after litter, three, four, five, six, seven, eight."

"Eat up the royal thousand bells, how many phoenixes there are!"

As these two lines of poetry appeared, the light on Zheng Xiu's body immediately overshadowed everyone.

No one cares about the Rite Department Shoshu and the Household Shoshu, which are the pillars of the country.

Now they have all shifted their attention to Zheng Xiu.

"This seems to be a poem of the town, right?"

"Yes, although the tone is not condensed, but with the singing of the people, the town is certain, even if it is spread to the world, it is possible."

"Could it be that Zheng Xiu's literary talent is really so powerful, that he can write two poems above the town and country in one day?"

"I may not know anything else, but I do know that after that Wang Lang and his nephews, there are two more people who will be stinking for 10,000 years."

After the man finished speaking, he also pointed to the official department and the household department secretary who were standing in place.

"You see, I said a long time ago that the silver of the Ministry of Industry can't be collected casually, and now I'm dumbfounded."

"It's still you, the squire, or we won't be able to leave a stench for 10,000 years."

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In the Jixia School Palace, a group of students are gathering in front of a book.

This book is used to collect poems from all over the world.

At this time, the book has been opened, and what is written on the left is the "Yongliu" written by Zheng Xiu yesterday, and the golden light flashes on the right, what is the "Sparrow" that Zheng Xiu just made.

Several students gathered together at this time, and they were exchanging and discussing.

"This poem is really well written, easy to understand, simple and clear, so that people can know what they are expressing at a glance."

"No, no, no, what do you know, put aside the connotation of the article, and only float on the surface, it is equivalent to going to the Qinglou to only listen to music and not stay overnight, what is the difference between playing hooligan."

"I'm telling you, according to the latest news I've gotten. At that time, hundreds of officials put pressure on the empress together, and the officials and the household officials attacked Lord Zheng together. ”

"Lord Zheng didn't make any superfluous movements, just snorted coldly, and made this "Sparrow" of Zhenguo."

"You taste, you taste, eat all the emperor Qianzhongsu, how many phoenixes there are!"

"This expresses the noble and proud nature of Lord Zheng, everyone is a minister of the same dynasty, these people are like sparrows who only know how to eat in the eyes of Lord Zheng, sooner or later they will eat up the royal food, but only Lord Zheng is like a phoenix."

"Lord Zheng is really amazing, who doesn't know that the current big talk is true, Xia is a lump of mud, Lord Zheng not only did not go with the same stream, but even had to do Ah He Qinghai Yan, he is simply a model for my generation."

"It should really be a big white thing, I'll be the east of Dongfeng Restaurant tonight, and I'll eat and drink for free."

"Huh? Go to your Dongfeng restaurant again, why don't we change the taste, I heard that there is a widow in Jiangbei who has good scones, a big ingredient is enough, let's go eat scones. ”

After these people left noisily, an old man and a young man walked out.

"Teacher, what do you think of Zheng Xiu as a person?"

The younger student asked.

"I don't know, what he did was a good thing, but I haven't been in contact with him, I don't know what kind of person he is, so I can't give you an answer."

The old man spoke, stroking the handwriting on the book.

In an instant, the environment around the two of them changed drastically, as if they had really come to the Jinluan Palace.

It's just that they can see their surroundings, but the people around them can't see them.

As soon as the two of them arrived, they heard someone shouting.

"Zheng Xiu, isn't there a little bit of colleague in your eyes?"

The man said that it was no one else, it was the Ministry of Rites who had a very good relationship with the Ministry of Officials and the Ministry of Households.

In fact, the Ministry of Rites is also a good person, and he has a good relationship with anyone, after all, there is no friction between the Ministry of Rites and other departments.

But today is different, the Ministry of Industry Shangshu has fallen, and one of his long-term meal tickets is gone.

The officials and households on the side were already red-eyed.

Now I see the Ministry of Rites and the help of the Shangshu again, and I don't care about anything.

Rushed away from the person who was pulling them, and rushed towards Zheng Xiu with a wave of his fist.

Zheng Xiu looked at this scene, and secretly said in his heart, it's good to come, let you and me not suffer in vain yesterday.

The four of them fought together, and Zheng Xiu still did not fall behind even if he was one against three.

And the picture of these four fighting together, the Wu Xun on the side frowned, will there be a fight.

I can't even plug my eyes and lock my throat and kick my crotch, and I deserve the three of you to be beaten by someone else.

Just when the civil officials look in the mirror, the military generals look at the fun, and the nobles stumble.

The system in Zheng Xiu's brain made a prompt sound again.

"Buzz, congratulations to the host for teaching three corrupt officials who committed the most heinous crimes, and rewarding top martial arts students for their introduction to Wuliuhe marksmanship."

Zheng Xiu mentioned the prompts of the system, and immediately came to the spirit, top martial arts, he comprehended it at once?

Although it is only an entry-level level, Zheng Xiu is still keenly aware of the changes that have taken place in his body.

Whether it is some power skills or action habits, they have all changed because of the comprehension of this set of meridian hexagram guns.

And Zheng Xiu, who experienced this change, naturally became itchy.

Zheng Xiu looked around and found that there was a seventy-year-old man with inconvenient legs and feet who happened to have a cane next to him, so he asked, "Lend me one?"

The old man saw that no one had beaten Zheng Xiu in three dozen or one, and he nodded very cheerfully.

After all, he is seventy years old, and he doesn't agree even if he wants to do it.

If this person punches himself, he will have to die here without waiting for the East Window incident.

Then Zheng Xiu carried a crutch and killed the three again.