Xiao Feng couldn't help but look at him twice, this is a generation of great gods. Although Xiao Feng's history is not very good, he is still familiar with this name.

However, the great god is only twenty-four years old at the moment, and even his teacher Xu Jie has not survived, and he has not yet reached the time of his spirit. I heard that this year I wrote a book to Jiajing and wrote "On the Political Sparseness of the Times".

It's a pity that this thick letter had to go through Yan Song first, Yan Song read a few words, and scolded: "Huangkou Xiaoer, nonsense." "I threw it in the wastebasket. Zhang Juzheng never wrote a recital again, and honestly in front of his Jishi.

Xiao Feng thought that it would be a great thing if he could convince such a great god and let him help him do things, so he straightened his attitude and answered Zhang Juzheng's question.

"You also said that there is no escape from a single word of reason. In that case, I will reason with you. You say that I abandoned the text and followed the Tao because I was not talented enough. What is the rationale for this? Do talented people have to take the road of the imperial examination? If you don't take the road of the imperial examination, you are not talented? In this way, anyone who fails to be admitted to the imperial examination is not talented, do you underestimate the heroes of the world like this? ”

Zhang Juzheng's momentum is weak, although he is also a great talent in Jinbang High School, but after all, he has read poetry and books, and knows that there are countless folk talents, so he said with a clear conscience that if he does not take the imperial examination or fails to pass the imperial examination, he is not talented, and he really has no face to say this.

However, Zhang Juzheng is not an ordinary person after all, he immediately responded: "There is no absolute in everything, but in today's prosperous world, all the great talents in the world take scientific research as the right way, if Xiao Gongzi can say why he is unwilling to conduct scientific research, it is reasonable, then it is okay." If you can't say it, isn't that just a strong argument? ”

Xiao Feng secretly praised this person for his thoughtfulness and not easy to fool, but how could the research on debate in later generations be beyond the reach of the ancients? Not to mention that those famous sophistry cases have been turned over in the classroom, Xiao Feng himself was also a figure who participated in the debate competition when he was in college, can he be afraid of Zhang Juzheng hundreds of years ago?

"Excuse me...... Well, Zhang Juzheng's point of view is that if I am talented and refuse to participate in the imperial examination, then I should give the right reason, right? ”

Zhang Juzheng felt that Xiao Feng's words sounded weird, but he could still understand it, and nodded immediately: "Not bad." ”

"In other words, I can either give a reason or prove that I am talented, and the choice of the two is the same, right?"

This is a bit of a change of concept, but judging from everyone's requirements, it is not wrong, so Zhang Juzheng agreed again: "Not bad." ”

Xiao Feng smiled, he didn't want to be a copyist, but this task was too urgent, even if he wrote it with his own talent, he might not be able to surprise the four people, so he had to lose some discipline first.

He stood up from the bamboo chair, because he still had a knife in his hand, which frightened the group of scholars into taking a step back, and only Zhang Juzheng stood still. Xiao Feng thrust the knife into the ground and walked slowly, with the movement of his footsteps, step by step, slowly groaning.

"Everyone in the world knows that immortals are good, but they can't forget their fame! Where will the past and the present meet? The barren mound is gone,

Everyone in the world knows that the gods are good, only gold and silver can't forget! In the end, he only hated to gather much, and when he was long, his eyes were closed,

Everyone in the world knows that the gods are good, only the wife can't forget it! Jun's birthday said kindness, Jun died and went with others,

Everyone in the world knows that the gods are good, only the children and grandchildren can't forget! There are many infatuated parents in ancient times, who has seen filial piety to their children and grandchildren? ”

After reading, Xiao Feng returned to the bamboo chair, sat down, and closed his eyes, completely ignoring the expressions and gazes of others.

For a while, all the readers present had a feeling that life was like a dream. Yes, a hundred years of life, hard work, for what? It seems to be all for naught in the end. Could it be that people envy the gods because they don't have these troubles? In this way, it doesn't seem like a bad thing.

Everyone's momentum was suppressed to the extreme by this "Okay Song", and they even felt that they understood Jiajing a little. What about being the emperor, it will not be "a pile of grass in the barren mound" in the future. Jiajing refuses to see his wife and children now, but he doesn't know if it's not to hurt in the future?

Zhang Juzheng was also in a trance, feeling that life was nothing more than that, just today to bring people to besiege Xiao Feng with high spirits, what if he wins and what if he loses? But after all, he was a peerless genius with a heart as hard as iron, and as soon as Fang noticed it, he immediately woke up, and he couldn't follow Xiao Feng's Dao!

He raised his voice and said, "Xiao Gongzi, this is a poem? Is it a word? Or is it a song? Although the meaning is good, it seems a little arbitrary. If you talk about the heart, Xiao Gongzi has it, if you talk about talent, it doesn't seem to be enough to prove it. ”

Xiao Feng opened his eyes slightly, learned the appearance of "senior brother" Jiajing to the fullest, looked at Zhang Juzheng for a while, and said lightly: "This is a song, Taoists like to bard, so they use songs to talk about their aspirations." If you feel that the writing is not enough, you can also write a note for this song. ”

Zhang Juzheng said in his heart I believe you are a ghost, this song is natural, the meaning of which has been vividly realized, that is, at this moment, let yourself make a commentary, and it can only be said back and forth, the words are tasteless, you can make annotations in an instant, and you have to be brilliant, do you really think you are a fairy?

But he was looking forward to Xiao Feng's appearance at this time, so naturally he would not say anything to stop him, but smiled and said: "If Xiao Gongzi can annotate this song, it should prove that his literary talent is extraordinary, and naturally no one will question whether Gongzi is not talented enough to abandon the literary cultivation." ”

Xiao Feng's eyes closed again: "That's not easy to say, you people are too talkative, even if I do it, you insist on saying it badly, who in the world can argue with you Hanlin students, as well as these many students in the capital." ”

Zhang Juzheng looked around and said proudly: "How can my generation of scholars reverse black and white and speak with a clear conscience? Xiao Gongzi rest assured, everything has its own opinion! He said it categorically and awe-inspiringly, and the surrounding onlookers echoed in unison, and the momentum was amazing.

Xiao Feng smiled secretly in his heart, if the records of later generations are good, you and your teacher Xu Jie's virtue are both capable ministers, but their personal virtues are very ordinary, corrupt and corrupt. However, in this kind of dynastic society, we cannot be harsh on the concept of modern people, and we have to look at the problem from the perspective of the survival of the common people.

Xiao Feng stopped talking nonsense, didn't open his eyes, sat on the bamboo chair and said "Xiao Feng paralyzed", trying to recall the tone dubbed in the TV series, word by word, the tone was flat and ethereal.

"The house is empty, and the wat is full of beds; The withered grass and withered poplar used to be a singing and dancing field.

The spider silk is full of carved beams, and the green yarn is now pasted on the canopy window.

What do you say that the fat is thick, the powder is fragrant, and how do the temples become frost again?

Yesterday, the loess Longtou sent white bones, and tonight the mandarin ducks lie at the bottom of the red light tent.

Chests full of gold, chests full of silver, beggars with eyes are slandered. is sighing that his life is not long, that knows that he will return and mourn!

There is a good training, and it is uncertain that he will be a strong beam in the future. Choose the anointing, who hopes to live in the fireworks alley!

Because the yarn cap is small, the shackle is carried; Yesterday I was pitiful and cold, and now I am afraid of the purple python: I will appear on the stage when you sing and bake it, and I will think that another country is my hometown.

It's ridiculous, and in the end it's all a wedding dress for someone else!"

When the annotation was finished, everything was silent, and even the cicadas on the trees were startled by the silence and stopped the noise. Only the rustle of leaves in the wind makes it look particularly ethereal on this summer afternoon.

Miss Wang, who was standing behind the wall, unconsciously shed two lines of tears on her face. She doesn't know why she cries, because her father is up and down in the sea, and he solves cases diligently, but he can only be a small pusher at his age? Or was it for his maid, who was sold into slavery by his parents at a young age?

For a while, she didn't know what she was thinking, only one thought was extremely clear: Qiaoqiao master, what kind of person is Xiao Gongzi in this courtyard, at the age of seventeen or eighteen, what did he go through to write such a song and such a commentary?

Hearing that the Xiao family was besieged, Zhang Tianci, who rushed to help with people, but was squeezed outside the courtyard and couldn't rush in, thought of his ups and downs over the years, upside down, full of friends when he was developed, proud of the spring breeze, cold-eyed by everyone when he was bankrupt, bullied by the president, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

Regardless of his mother's obstruction, Zhang Yunqing, who ran out with Zhang Tianci, didn't care about taking care of his father, but stood on tiptoe with bright eyes, hoping to pass everyone and see the man in the courtyard.

After a long time, Zhang Juzheng bent down and gave a deep salute, and said: "After today, if someone says that Xiao Gongzi is not talented and does not dare to take scientific examinations, he will abandon the way of literature and cultivation, Zhang Juzheng will be the first to refuse!" ”