Thousands of calculations, but they did not calculate that one day, he Yang Chuan would 'come out of his mouth'.

As far as the current Han Empire is concerned, after all, it is not the bullshit world of 'Qingfeng is illiterate, why do you flip through books', even if you are above the court, there is an occasional slip of the tongue, it is not a big deal, at most it will be laughed and scolded by the emperor and his colleagues.

However, just when he was about to knock on the bones of the world's readers, poking out such a big basket would more or less give others the truth, and once he was grabbed by the readers, it would be more troublesome.

It's like when he prepares all the ingredients, seasonings, sesame oil, dipping sauce, minced green onion and coriander, and is about to eat a meal of mutton shabu, but someone throws a handful of pepper noodles into the shabu-shabu, which tastes spicy and rushing.

Yang Chuan thought about it again and again, and finally decided: "Since you can't eat shabu mutton, let's eat a meal of spicy mutton trotters." ’

Cook, who hasn't made a few mistakes?

Obviously, I wanted to make a plate of stir-fried lamb, but before I got out of the pot, I found out that this time the mutton was a little firewood and a little old, and it was obviously lamb.

Stupid cooks often follow the menu and force them to stir-fry, and the result is naturally not very good, not to mention wasting ingredients in vain, and it will also make some hot-tempered diners scold a dog's blood.

In fact, when encountering this situation, good cooks will generally temporarily change the menu, using egg white, salt and pepper, pepper, soy sauce dark soy sauce, sesame oil, etc., to marinate the old and firewood mutton for a few minutes, stir-fry in the oil pan until it changes color, and drain the oil out of the pan for later use.

Next, whether it's cooking fried lamb with green onions or mixed noodles with oily meat, isn't it dry Dandan?

Yang Chuan's idea was to change the menu temporarily.

Since the 'joke and discourse' has happened, let Dong Zhongshu's old thief hold the handle, then let him hold on to it.

A little handle, pinched in the hand is a handle.

However, if that handle suddenly becomes long, big, and hard, that thing is not a handle, but a magic weapon to control people...... All right.

Yang Chuan rubbed his cheeks a few times, made himself a pot of wild chrysanthemum tea, closed his eyes and recuperated with a stick of incense, and sorted out the logical order of things before he started.

'Do the readers think that this kind of joke is wrong? ’

'Okay, let's make it more wrong.' ’

Readers will think that this is an act of humiliation to the saints, right? ’

'Okay, then keep humiliating!' ’

‘……’

Yang Chuan pinched a small pen, spread out a piece of high-grade rice paper, and began to write on the desk, unaware of it, it was raining outside the window.

Spring rain is as expensive as oil.

In the land of Jiangnan and Guanzhong, people's praise for the spring rain has never been broken, not to mention that in Shuofang County, which is relatively arid and rainless, a spring rain is a life.

Call!

Finally finished: "Half of the Words"

After more than 2,000 years of hard work, the Han Empire was finally ruled into a state of etiquette, and finally in a certain year, they were directly shot out of a foreign gun and cannon......

Ahem, overthinking, overthinking.

The identity and status of the scholar, as well as the merits and demerits of the Han Empire, how could he be a little cook? It's just that his thoughts are a little anchored, and he scolds his mother carelessly.

Yang Chuan drank a big bowl of cold tea, looked back at his half of the 'sluggers' again, and couldn't help laughing: "I just don't know, after two thousand years, Ben Hou's nonsense will be blocked or reported by the people of the old Kong family?" ”

A stinking scolding must be impossible to avoid.

If you can't dodge, you can't dodge, let's avoid this unwarranted disaster first.

He stretched his waist, moved his muscles, stretched out his hand to open the window, but was stunned by a drizzle: "What a spring rain......"

……

This rain rained for three days and three nights.

Fluttering and sprinkling, the slightest cool.

As if overnight, the entire Shuofang County was green.

Millions of acres of newly cultivated fertile land, moistened by this spring rain, a layer of crop seedlings emerge from the brush, and it is gratifying to look at.

However, in this spring rain, an attic in the Taishou Mansion looked a little depressed; Nearly two hundred scholars, sitting, standing, or spitting incense with their heads held high, were squirting wildly at the young man sitting in the center.

"Yang Chuan, as a Tai Academy sacrificial wine, you are talking nonsense and humiliating the ancestors?"

"I think at the beginning, you Yang Chuan made up four sentences of teaching, and it looks quite bluffing, clinker, you are a human-faced beast, and your words and deeds are inconsistent, which is too disappointing for people in the world!"

"Yang Chuan, if I don't make this matter clear today, we will unite with the world's scholars to go to Weiyang Palace to find the emperor, and let the emperor give the world an explanation."

"Also, as soon as you arrived in Shuofang County, you went on a killing spree, killing ninety percent of the officials in the ten counties of Shuofang, causing more than 700 people to die unjustly outside Shuofang City, and you are really a Han butcher!"

"Yang Chuan, when you were in Shuofang County with a large area of tuntian, you resold the iron tools allocated by the imperial court in exchange for useless silk and linen and other things, which were used to make money for your own paper, which is extremely hateful!"

"Little thief Yang Chuan, are you dumb? Why don't you tell the difference? ”

“……”

A group of scholars squirted wildly at Yang Chuan, and everyone took the lead, as if Yang Chuan had dug their ancestral graves, slept with their women, and beaten and scolded their own children.

Yang Chuan took a bowl of wild chrysanthemum tea, drank it tastelessly, and glanced at the spring rain outside the window from time to time, looking a little absent-minded.

Finally, Dong Zhongshu, who had been silent, stood up and arched his hand: "Changning Hou, why do you look a little sullen?" ”

Dong Zhongshu was the 'scholar' of the Han Empire, and as soon as he opened his mouth, all the other scholars naturally shut up.

and retreated a few big steps back, leaving a large open space in the middle of the hall so that Dong Zhongshu could play normally.

Yang Chuan glanced at Dong Zhongshu and said with an inexplicable smile: "Dong Gong, this spring rain is excellent, and the crops of 1.2 million acres of fertile land should be able to have a good growth." ”

Dong Zhongshu was slightly stunned, and said: "If the Marquis of Changning is anxious about Tuntian's affairs, why don't you go out and get busy?" Those of us who read are nothing more than addicted to it, but in fact, we have no power to restrain the chicken, we have no ability, and we can't help you Changninghou. ”

Yang Chuan chuckled: "I can't help, even if I help the most." ”

Dong Zhongshu's face sank, and he said, "Changning Hou, do you really not understand, or do you pretend not to understand?" You slaughtered more than ninety percent of the corrupt officials in Shuofang County, and arbitrarily transferred the tuntian materials allocated by the imperial court, these are all trivial matters, and the Marquis of Changning is a person who does big things, and it is inevitable that there will be some omissions, even if the imperial court investigates it, it is nothing more than a crime of dereliction of duty.

But.

Marquis Changning, if you interpret the subtle righteousness of the saint indiscriminately, and it is widely spread among the three thousand children in Shuofang County, I am afraid that this matter will be difficult to explain. ”

As he spoke, the old thief slowly reached into his arms, took out a roll of silk silk, which was densely covered with words, and said with a smile: "Marquis Changning, these words that misinterpret the words of the sage are all done by Dongfang Shuo?" ”

Yang Chuan finally retracted his gaze, stared at Dong Zhongshu very seriously, and said with a smile: "Can Dongfang Shuo have such a great talent?" ”

"Let me tell you the truth, these words are Benhou's comprehension of the words and deeds of the sage, originally, I don't want to take it out for the time being, for fear of scaring you useless scholars......

Buzz.

Nearly 200 scholars were on board.

"Yang Chuan thief, you have to be presumptuous!"

"Huangkou child, misinterpret and misread the words of the first saint, it's damned!"

"Yang Chuan, you just wait to be scolded to death by the world!"

“……”

The readers scolded and cursed for a long time before they stopped.

It seems that there is still something unfinished.

Yang Chuan's face remained unchanged, and he waited until everyone shut up, and looked at Dong Zhongshu who was standing in the middle of the hall, waiting for this 'scholar' of the Han Empire to make a final blow and suppress Yang Chuan on the spot.

Dong Zhongshu shook his clothes, took a step forward, and was just about to speak.

"Dong Gong, do you really want to force me to make a move?"

Yang Chuan's face gradually became expressionless, and he looked at Dong Zhongshu indifferently: "Ben Hou will give you another chance, take back the bullshit you said before, take these useless wastes and get out of here; If Ben Hou makes a move, I'm afraid everyone's face will not look good. ”

"I'll count three times, and you, Dong Zhongshu, will weigh it yourself."

Dong Zhongshu was slightly stunned and opened his mouth to speak.

"Three!"

Yang Chuan skipped one or two, and directly shouted 'three', and then slowly sat up straight, and sneered: "Dong Zhongshu, and all bullshit readers, this is what you forced Ben Hou to do, don't blame others indiscriminately." ”

The corners of Dong Zhongshu's eyes twitched slightly, why did he feel that something was wrong?

Could it be that the thief Yang Chuan has any back...... Is it?

Before he could react, Yang Chuan had already stood up, clapped his palms, and ordered: "Come on, bring in half of Benhou's words and open the eyes of these wastes." ”

With a muffled sound, the door of the hall was knocked open, Huo Quzhi and Cao Xiang were all in distinct armor, and they strode into the hall, coming to the left and right sides of Yang Chuan, pressing the sword in their hands, and staring coldly at the scholars present.

"Bring it in!"

"No!"

Huo Qu shouted violently, and there was a chorus of shouts from outside the door, but it was hundreds of Yulin orphans who shouted angrily in unison, and eight Yulin orphans walked in striding in with four large boxes.

Tons tons of tons!

The four large boxes looked extremely heavy, and when they were placed on the ground, they shook the attic floor.

"Open." Yang Chuan commanded indifferently.

The eight Yulin orphans opened the wooden box, but it was full of exquisite and exquisite books, neatly stacked, exuding a faint fragrance of ink.

Dong Zhongshu and the nearly two hundred scholars were stunned.

What's going on?

"Dong Gong, all the waste, don't you all want to catch me Yang Chuan's handle? Come on, come on, Lao Tzu took off his crotch pants, let you grab it, touch it, and shiver. ”

Yang Chuan sneered again and again, and waved his hand: "Distribute this half of our slurs and let these bullshit readers read it." ”

Half of the Analects?

The readers were dazed and confused for a while, so they reached out and grabbed the beautifully printed 'Half Words' and flipped through it.

And then.

Well, after only two or three glances and four or five pages, including Dong Zhongshu's old thief, the breathing of the nearly two hundred scholars began to increase and thicken, and the green tendons on each person's forehead began to jump suddenly.

"Yang Chuan, dog thief!"

An old scholar with gray temples and a clear face took a step forward and smashed the book in his hand with his head and face on Yang Chuan's face.

Yang Chuan took the book lightly and handed it to Huo Quai: "Captain Huo, this is the secret weapon of our Yulin Army during training, but it must be put away, don't be soiled by these useless wastes." ”

Huo Quzhi snorted coldly and put the book away.

'If you have come, you will be at peace: since you have come, let us be buried here; ’

'I have not seen the strong: we have not seen an enemy who is too strong to be defeated; ’

'Zi said, if a gentleman is not heavy, he is not authoritative: a gentleman needs to be heavy-handed, otherwise he will not be able to establish prestige; ’

'If you are a three-person, you must have my division: if three people go together, as long as there is one of them, my combat power is equivalent to an elite division; ’

'Thirty and stand, forty and not confused, fifty and know the destiny of heaven, sixty and obedient, seventy and do what I want, do not exceed the rules: thirty people are worthy of me to stand up and fight, if it is forty people, I will rush up and fight without hesitation, if it is fifty people, I will be beaten so that they have met their enemies of destiny, sixty people will speak good things in my ear to make me angry, if seventy people besiege me, I can kill as I want......

‘……’

Dong Zhongshu quickly flipped through the 'half of the words' in his hand, and the whole person was not good, and he felt a little messy in the wind.

Other readers, it's about the same.

Angry, blood pressure increased, eyes were bloodshot, the whole body was shaking and cold, everyone's eyeballs began to be bloodshot, and deep in their throats, there were bursts of irrepressible roars.

Almost one sentence: Yang Chuan dog thief!

Too much deception.

It is extremely hateful to dare to so blatantly tamper with the words and righteousness of the saint!

Such a person, if you don't kill and bury it quickly, do you still have to wait for the world to laugh at it, and the Han scholars have no temper......

All the Confucian scholars turned their attention to Dong Zhongshu.

The meaning is obvious, Dong Gong, go on, get him, we will cheer you on!

Dong Zhongshu took a deep breath, took a step forward, looked directly at Yang Chuan, who was expressionless, and suddenly bowed his hand, and said: "The Marquis of Changning is really talented, such an earth-shattering whimsical idea of ghosts and gods is simply incredible, incredible."

Old man, take it! ”

(End of chapter)