Wei Zaode's white skin turned purple, and he was about to boil the pot.

Since becoming the champion, not only has he been personally received by the current emperor, but there is also a lot of praise all around, and even many princes and nobles are vying to marry their daughters to him, and they are in the limelight for a while.

Unexpectedly, today in this small Ministry of Works, he was slapped in the face one after another, or in front of Fan Fucui, the first assistant of the cabinet, which made him want to kill.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense, and it was like a powder keg, which exploded at one point.

Jia Zheng said to Shen Liang worriedly: "Baoyu, are you sure?" Forget it, you can win Wei Zaode in terms of memory, it's already shocking, it's better to accept it when you see it. ”

Jia Zheng's ideas are in line with reality and his consistent and upright character.

When Shen Liang heard this, he froze slightly, sighed and said, "Father, can't you see it until now?" We have fallen into the trap of Wei Zaode, and for the sake of today's plan, only by unswervingly standing with the master and them can we have a glimmer of life. ”

Jia Zheng was taken aback, "Is it so serious?" ”

Shen Liang shook his head, Jia Zheng's political sense was too poor, and in the original world line, Jia Fu was defeated in his hands.

In later generations, many red scholars analyzed that even if Jia Yu, Jia Zhen, Jia Lian and many maids and servants sucked the blood of Rongning Erfu together, they would not fall to the point of raiding their homes.

The Jia family is a prince of two kingdoms, and if it weren't for some taboos, the emperor wouldn't have touched them.

The only explanation is that Jia Zheng, the only political representative in Jiafu, went wrong.

provoked political opponents without knowing it, which led to the defeat of Jiafu.

Just like today, anyone who is a little smarter can see that Wei Zaode has already premeditated, and Fan Fucui and Bi Ziyan are not groundless, they are here to stand for the champion Gong.

These people have only one purpose - Liu Zongzhou, who served as the waiter of the Ministry of Works.

As for Jia Zheng, it is definitely not their main target, after all, a down-and-out nobleman, there is not even a person to talk to at home, and for people of their level, they are just eating waste waiting for death.

When you think about it, everything makes sense.

Shen Liang coincided with the meeting and became a breakthrough for Wei Zaode and others.

It seems that this master must be doing things without leakage, otherwise they would not have come over when the master accepted the apprentices.

Shen Liang shook his head and smiled bitterly, he had actually become a tool and pawn for others to attack Liu Zongzhou.

"It's so unpleasant!"

Shen Liang was a little angry and a little helpless.

"Since you want to use yourself as a chess piece, then don't blame yourself, even if you have hard teeth, Lao Tzu will let you break a few big teeth!"

Shen Liang comforted his father a few words, came to the desk, and signed his name on the prepared contract.

"Jia Baoyu."

Shen Liang's handwriting was crooked, not as good as Meng Tong, who had just entered school, which made Wei Zaode and several people show strange looks.

Bi Ziyan endured it for a long time, but he still couldn't help but say: "They all say that words are like their people, and it turns out that there are discrepancies in these words." ”

Wei Zaode laughed even more: "Brother Zhong'an, if I didn't know that you wrote this word, I thought it was written by a beggar with his feet, really, poofhaha-"

Laugh, laugh, how happy you are laughing now, you will cry later.

"Lord Shangshu, please ask the question." Shen Liang said to Bi Ziyan.

Bi Ziyan walked to the bookshelf and pulled out a book casually, which turned out to be "Three Kingdoms".

"Fang Cai Zhong'an has the ability to never forget, this move is no different from Zhang Song in the Three Kingdoms, today I invite the two of you to take the "Three Kingdoms" as the theme, a poem, poems and songs can be endowed. ”

"The game time is still a stick of incense, please make poems within the time of a stick of incense, and if you overtime, you will lose."

Bi Ziyan's question is not difficult, but since the Three Kingdoms, the most famous poem is the Song Dynasty great poet Su Shi's Nian Nujiao Chibi nostalgia.

It is impossible for future generations to surpass it.

So Bi Ziyan's voice fell, and everyone present stared and pondered, wanting to come up with a good poem in a short time.

Wei Zaode thought for a while, picked up the pen and wrote, as if he was already confident.

He wrote one in a row, blew dry the ink, and handed the rice paper to Bi Ziyan.

After reading it strictly, Bi Ziyan nodded with satisfaction.

This operation made Zhang Luxiang, Huang Zongxi and others, who had been paying attention here, frown.

Looking at Shen Liang again, he sat crooked in the chair, supporting his chin with one hand, and actually snoring!

Zhang Luxiang stomped his feet in a hurry; "What is the little junior brother doing, is it possible that there are still immortals teaching poetry in dreams?"

Chen Hongshou rubbed a small note, threw it over, and hit Shen Liang in the head.

Shen Liang scratched his head, changed his position and continued to sleep.

Bi Ziyan also saw Shen Liang's posture, and snorted coldly: "Rotten wood can't be carved, and the wall of dung can't be encircled." ”

Shen Liang's move was tantamount to disarming and surrendering.

Bi Ziyan glanced at the incense burner and found that the incense had burned two-thirds of the way, so he said impatiently: "Master's order, let's start first." ”

Wei Zaode said respectfully: "It's all up to Lord Shangshu to decide. ”

Bi Ziyan asked Fan Fucui's opinion again, and Fan Fucui said lightly: "Since it has been done, there is no need to waste time, and the time is not early." ”

With Fan Fucui's approval, Bi Ziyan took Wei Zaode's poem and said aloud: "

The heavy snow closes the rivers and mountains, and stops blocking the swallow boundary. See Hiraoka at sunrise, and the temple system is quite grand.

Zhaolie south respect, next to the two marquis. The wood in front of the gloomy palace is not a dish.

The remains are entangled in dust, and the desolate monument is hazelnut. At the beginning of the pain, the Central Plains had collapsed.

Jumping to Jing Yi, the adventure is sincere and unrepentant. The final heir of the Han industry, God dwells in the class.

This secluded area is frequent. It is not comparable to Nanyang, why should it be abundant.

I still want to go to the old house, and the child-like car cover. The yellow house is both fluttering, and the neon is also misty.

Only the ministers of different generations, often bow again. Not as good as the second general, Tigo was the first team. ”

This is a long poem written about an ancient building - Lousang Temple.

When Chen Hongshou and the others heard this, the boss with his mouth open looked at Wei Zaode with ghost-like eyes.

Let's not talk about the quality of the poem, just to say that in the time of a stick of incense, to write such a long poem, this can already explain the problem.

Huang Zongxi exclaimed: "I deserve to be the champion, I might as well be the champion." ”

Huang Zongxi, who is the most talented, said so, not to mention others, and died down.

Zhang Luxiang muttered in a low voice: "In such a short time, writing such a poem is not prepared in advance, and the ghost believes it." ”

His voice was very low, but there was no sound in the study except for Shen Liang's snoring, so Wei Zaode and the others also heard Zhang Luxiang's words.

Wei Zaode's hand shook, and the teacup in his hand almost fell.

This poem is indeed a poem that he has written a long time ago.

Last year, he and a few classmates went to Zhuozhou, Hebei Province, and visited this historic Lousang Temple.

And the poem took him three days to complete, and when it was written, it was put away and not published immediately.

I didn't expect it to come in handy on this occasion today.