"Ahem...... Ahem......"

When Lin Miao heard what the maid said, she coughed violently twice, and quickly shook her head, "Hey, no, no...... No, I can do it myself. ”

Then he took the meal down like a storm.

After eating, Lin Miao helped the maid clean up the dishes and chopsticks, which made the maid a little flattered.

At this time, a family member walked in at the door and bowed to Lin Miao, "Young master, the ninth master has invited a few teaching gentlemen for you in the city, and the people have already arrived in the living room, the ninth master invites you to come over." ”

Lin Miao was taken aback, and let out an 'ah' sound, "Mr. Teacher, who invited me?" ”

In the past, there was also a teacher in the village, but the tuition and miscellaneous fees were too expensive, and Lin Miao's family had no money and could not afford to go to a private school.

What does this mean to nurture me?

Lin Miao felt strange in his heart, and with a reply, he let the family go down first, and he continued to help the maid put away the bowl.

Anyway, I have already read the planning brochure, and I know the route of the Nanjia house very well, and I don't need someone to lead the way.

The maid was still very eye-catching, and before Lin Miao could get started, she received the dishes and chopsticks into the tray in three or two clicks, and saluted Lin Miao, "Thank you, young master, just come to this little miscellaneous slave and maid, now the ninth master is looking for you, young master, you better go quickly." ”

After speaking, the maid went out with a tray of vegetables.

Looking at the figure of the maid leaving, for some reason, Lin Miao always felt a little frustrated in her heart.

……

In the living room.

Nan Shengwu sat on the main seat, and the seats on both sides were full of people, and on closer inspection, there were all older people on one side, and on the other side were middle-aged and young people, several of whom looked to be in their early twenties.

Most of these people are celebrities near Tianshui City, and several of them have taught Nan Shengwu and his brothers, and there are also people who are born in person, but they are all middle-aged and young people.

Right now, these people are gathered in the Nanjia meeting room, obviously not only for Nanfu Xu's money.

The proclamation of Nanfu was like an invitation, giving these literati who had read poetry and books a ring.

Among them, they are divided into the old school and the green school.

The old-school literary ideas are relatively conservative, and they are not afraid of running out of firewood.

The literary concept of the Qing School is more radical, and it is better to be broken than broken.

Although Nan Sheng did not accept the old-school literary ideas, he did not oppose the literary ideas of the Qing school.

There was silence in the living room, just waiting for the main lord of this battle to come.

In a family with a big door like Nanfu, the ideology of any one of them will affect a group of people or even a generation, how can they not fight for it.

Everyone sat in silence for a while, and Lin Miao also pushed the door in at this time.

Looking at the room of people, Lin Miao was stunned at first, where are the few? There were apparently twenty or thirty people.

After a glance, he saw that Nan Sheng was waving at him, so he walked over, although Lin Miao was reluctant, he still called his uncle.

Nan Shengwu also saw that Lin Miao was still emotional, smiled at him, got up and pressed his shoulder, and turned him around to face everyone, "Gentlemen, when people arrive, you can start." ”

Everyone looked at the gorgeously dressed but thin, dark-skinned young man standing in front of the hall, and they had the impression that there was no young master in Nanfu who looked like this?

But these people are well-bred people, and they returned to normal with just one more look.

Then Nan Shengwu hooked the chair forward, and sat on it with Lin Miao, and he stood behind the seat, "Although this time I am asking you to teach Mr., but it is completely up to you to decide which of the gentlemen present." ”

This action and words made Lin Miao a little embarrassed, and wondered, did he think too badly of the Nan family?

Although Lin Miao is a country boy, he also understands etiquette, and wants to get up and give up his seat, but he was pressed down by Nan Shengwu, Nan Shengwu was close to Lin Miao's ear, and whispered, "You sit at ease, don't move, you are now the young master of Nanfu, every move represents Nanfu, of course, you can say whatever you want, don't be afraid, there is an uncle to support you." ”

Hearing this, Lin Miao turned her head slightly to look at Nan Sheng, and nodded with a flash in her eyes.

At the same time of answering, he recognized this uncle in his heart.

Someone else has backed him up...... The last time, five years ago, he was bullied by a child from the same village, and he retaliated by burning the haystack used to feed the livestock in front of the child's house, but the other party came to the door, and his father not only did not beat him at that time, but also supported him.

At this time, a gentleman in the old school stood up, and "Old Rotten Tian Wenhan ......" then began to speak at length.

As soon as the old-fashioned people finished speaking, some people in the green faction got up to echo, and after "Don't you have Dong Bihui...... " also began to talk at length.

Next, the two sides said a word from each other, and almost quarreled.

Lin Miao didn't say anything, he really couldn't understand what these people said, he could still understand a thing or two about what the gentleman in his village said, but the words of these people in front of him were like a book from heaven, and his mind was spinning when he heard it.

This is not to blame Lin Miao, the gentleman in his village just learned shallow knowledge for two or three years, so he made a living from it and opened a private school in the village, but most of what he taught on weekdays was in white literature, and occasionally there were one or two more esoteric poems.

But most of these old-fashioned and young celebrities who came to Nanfu were rich and wealthy, and they all came with the idea of fighting in the ring, so they naturally took out all the knowledge at the bottom of the box.

Not to mention Lin Miao, Nan Sheng couldn't grasp the meaning for a while.

In this way, a group of literati in the hall were fighting their rings, and Nan Shengwu quietly explained the ideological concepts and contradictions of these two factions to Lin Miao.

After Lin Miao understood the situation, he looked at the arguing scene in the hall, and muttered to Nan Shengwu, "Uncle, looking at this meeting, it seems that whoever I choose will offend the gentlemen on the other side." ”

Nan Sheng didn't have a 'forehead', patted him on the shoulder, a little helpless, "Hey, although my uncle is not afraid of offending people, but some of these literati and ink writers are not small, and some of them have a lot to do with the old man. ”

Lin Miao thought for a moment after hearing this, and quickly thought of an idea, and then said, "Uncle, I have an idea, I don't know if it's feasible or not. ”

Nan Sheng raised his eyebrows and leaned over to Lin Miao, "What is the idea, let's hear it." ”

Lin Miao straightened up, made up Nan Sheng's ears, and told him his thoughts.

Nan Sheng's eyes lit up when he heard it, and he immediately clapped his hands, "This is a good idea." ”

Then he slapped the table and stopped the celebrities, "Gentlemen, please listen to me, I really can't choose which one to teach from your arguments." You might as well do this, gentlemen discuss it on their own, and divide it into single and double days in the future, with a single day coached by the old school, and a double day coached by the green school, with a period of half a month, and the last day to see the effect and then make a choice, okay? ”

For a while, the meeting room was silent again, and the people of the two factions looked at each other.

After a while, the old-fashioned Nakata Fumihan stood up, "The old man agrees. ”

Dong Bihui in the youth faction also stood up to respond.

After discussing the matter, the two politely sent a group of celebrities out of the house, only to see that the gate of the mansion was crowded with people, carriages, sedan chairs and other things.

Nan Sheng didn't give up his hand, "I've delayed your gentlemen's time, and the reward will be sent to your mansion later." ”

Some of these celebrities also returned the salute, and some just nodded indifferently.

And Lin Miao also saw at this time that many of these celebrities were not short of money at all, and they came to the Nanjia just to fight for a breath.

Looking at the celebrities in the distance, Nan Sheng turned around and gave Lin Miao a thumbs up with a smile on his face.

A battle in the ring turned into a protracted battle.