"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, Dingzhou Hall is playing this hand!"

The next day, when a few poems flowing out of Dingzhou Hall were treasured by the students of Weizhou Academy and passed on to Lai Junchen, he knew that he was wrong.

He analyzed that the foundation of Qingchangtang's ability is to convince people with interests.

Now Dingzhou Hall is also taking this route, but his profit cannot be bought with money.

Scholars value literature, and God knows that a few poems thrown out by this guy casually made Weizhou Academy sensational, and then its reputation spread.

In the long run, it is estimated that the entire Weizhou Academy will sink at his feet.

There is almost no explanation for this.

Because, even if he reads these poems with the smell of hostility, he still has to accept them, and even has a feeling of understanding his thoughts.

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"Where the hell is the way, Dingzhou Hall is really amazing!"

For Lai Junchen's request for help, Lord Wei didn't blame him.

Because of the song "Fixing the Storm" alone, he felt a lot of emotion and couldn't put it down.

Although I know that this is a way to draw salary, I just have to admire that he really has dry goods.

"Or, just cut it off?"

Lai Junchen said fiercely.

In this cultivated world, all conspiracies can't withstand hegemony, just like that man who is never reasonable, but he can make the world recognize him.

"If such a thing can be born, aren't you afraid that his way is the Hidden Sect?"

Wei Hou scoffed.

However, looking at Lai Junchen's blank face in the back, he was relieved, the so-called first cool official of Great Wei is still just a half-step heavenly existence, how can he get in touch with the real rivers and lakes?

"If there is an imaginary realm in this world, there will be a true realm, there will be a sect in the Ming world, and there will be a sect in the hidden world.

Maybe in your opinion, the Heavenly Sage General is the number one murderer of Great Wei, but what if he is just a figure born from the Hidden Sect? ”

Wei Hou's words caused a shocking wave in Lai Junchen's heart.

This world is so big.

"So, before you poke out your roots, continue to play with conventional means.

I will issue a dean's order tomorrow to invite him to worship Weizhou Academy, and you will also break into the heavens as soon as possible.

If you don't enter the heavens, you will never be qualified to follow me! ”

When a man stands tall, he sees far.

Wei Hou's words resolved the crisis of Weizhou Academy.

Because, he is Wei Hou, if you are disobedient, you just don't know how to lift.

If you don't know how to lift, you are the enemy, no matter how beautiful your poems are.

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"Sure enough, ginger is old and spicy!"

Knowing that Wei Hou personally invited him to become the enshrined scholar of Weizhou Academy, Chen Anzhi knew that he had failed this step.

After all, people are the heads of the people in the world, and the existence of the marquis is sealed by literature.

In Yu Wen, he has the absolute initiative.

"How do you break the game?"

Chen Qingzhi now finds that he is becoming more and more unable to keep up with Chen Anzhi, or the brain hole required by the actual situation.

"It should not be discerned, otherwise Dingzhou Hall will become an existence that can be suppressed with one sentence."

After thinking for a long time, Chen Anzhi squinted and returned.

"Then you're not afraid that he will beat you to death?"

Chen Qingzhi also thought about it for a long time, and finally felt that this proverb was used very well.

"Then I'll drown him with poetry!"

Chen Anzhi sneered.

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After the invitation of the dean of Weizhou Academy to confer the text and enshrine came out, the current Weizhou City, what is the most expensive, is the paper, ink, pen and inkstone.

Because after the opening of Dingzhou Hall, there will be thought-provoking or inextricable poems scattered every day.

After all, as a famous academy student in the world, only the ink of Huizhou, the paper of Tongzhou, the pen of Bozhou, and the inkstone of Taizhou can carry such holy poems and songs.

Therefore, the various fasts on the academy avenue, the business has improved a lot, and even the pen and inkstone ten gold, some people are not stingy, so they also have a good impression of Dingzhou Hall.

After all, businessmen are profit-seeking.

Whoever can make them money is the uncle.

......

The sun rises in the east, and the sun finds warmth.

In Weizhou in the south, the maple trees on the academy avenue are red.

"Shopkeeper, do you really want to send the treasure of Zhenzhai?"

Xiao Er is very puzzled by the meaning of waiting for the wind.

You must know that this Dingfeng pen and mountain and sea inkstone are the treasures of three generations.

It is said that after this inkstone is splashed with ink, it can attract qi and souls, so that the book and literature can be repaired, and even the master of Weizhou Academy asks for a few times, and the shopkeeper is unwilling to sell it.

This time, why is it so generous?

"Invest as early as possible, and it's better to give charcoal in the snow than icing on the cake.

So, just do what I say! ”

......

"Someone giving a gift?"

Listening to the little guy's return, Chen Anzhi was also surprised.

In this situation where it is not clear which is stronger and which is weak, someone gives gifts, and this person is very bold.

"Good pen, good inkstone!"

used a Dingfeng pen and a mountain and sea inkstone to copy poems, but only half of it, he couldn't write it anymore.

Because he put pen to paper, he walked the road of refining the gods as if he was there, and this refining of the gods was not at all like the drunken spring, which came violently, but slowly attracted the same feelings, and the refining was very pleasant.

The most terrifying thing is that when you look at the poems on the paper, there is a kind of quaint atmosphere, which completely corresponds to Chen Anzhi's ancient books and perfectly explains the origin of his poems.

"Which shopkeeper is it?"

I received the gift, but I didn't remember the person's name.

Chen Anzhi felt a little rude.

"Pen Zhai!"

The brute tiger urn said angrily.

originally thought that he was going to play with drugs, but it turned out that the senior brother was playing poetry.

The brute tiger who couldn't play was depressed, and he didn't respond to Chen Anzhi angrily.

"You, Dou Xing, and Kui Xue go to protect the pen Zhai, and if someone is a troublemaker, kill them directly!"

Under Chen An's order.

The first partner to vote must be guarded.

Only in this way can more people believe in the strength of Dingzhoutang.

Even if Wei Hou is hired, Qingchangtang and others are still eyeing each other.

If you can't get him Dingzhou Hall, you can get the little brother of Dingzhou Hall.

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"What are you shaking?"

In the pen, Hou Feng held a knife and stood tall in the cold wind at night.

Although he was born in a scholarly family, he also has the strength of the three products of the dark realm.

For the little guy who has been with him for half his life, he laughed.

"The order of the enshrinement, Dingzhou Hall has not responded, we are the first to come out, we will definitely be taught a lesson, although it may not necessarily die, but I am afraid of pain!"

The little girl cried.

It's just that he holds the knife harder.

"Fool, won't you run?"

Hou Feng said with a smile.

He knew that he was gambling, but he didn't know the bottom of his heart.

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"Whoosh..."

The wind broke sound.

"Right Qilin?"

Waiting for the wind to lament, tonight hurt the little guy.

"I'm sorry, waiting for the shopkeeper.

The top wants us to kill the chickens and make an example of the monkeys, and you can't blame me when you get down! ”

Right Qilin sneered.

He is not afraid of being recognized, and it is better to be recognized.

Because, only in this way, will they know the horror of Qingchangtang.

Moreover, Qingchang Hall and Weizhou Academy, in addition to donations, on the surface, do not matter.

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