Chapter 43: Sneering and plagiarism

"Chen Shaolang is good-natured, many students have offended before, and I have no way to teach. Xie Xuezheng hurriedly remedied, bowed to a few people, and then laughed.

"It's just Chen Shaolang, the old man has a suggestion, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, you students have always adhered to the learning of sages, and there is actually no malice. Instructor Peng Qing twisted his beard and smiled, looking like a good old man.

Chen Jingzhi smiled and looked directly at the two people, "The words of the sage bathed the heavens and the earth, and the sage was surrounded by all things, although the younger generation is a Jianghu person who does not understand the rules, but he has also been taught by the sage." ”

"What teachings have you received from the saints?" a student still couldn't get angry, and asked in a weird way.

Chen Jingzhi's eyes sneered, and he said in a loud voice, "Repay grievances with virtue, how can you repay virtue? Repay grievances with straightforwardness, and repay virtue with virtue." ”

"Ridiculous. A student shouted, "Master loves people with benevolence, the world with virtue, and has a vast mind, like an abyss and a sea, how can you slander him." ”

"Since the master loves people with benevolence, how much have you learned?" Chen Jingzhi approached step by step, looked directly into his eyes and said, "It seems that you haven't learned half a point, don't you feel ashamed?"

"You... Clever sophistry. ”

"Don't say more, get into your seat. The county magistrate listened to it quite impatiently, and said with a smile to the old waiter and others, "Please take a seat and watch the singing and dancing, all of them are poems written by everyone in the Song Kingdom recently, you have to ask the old waiter banquet, all the talented women and fairies are willing to listen to the old waiter's teachings, don't make you wait for a long time." ”

"I didn't go with him, I was very tired. Zhao Xian waved his hand and led a few servants to the top floor of the cabin.

Old Squire Lin smiled, and when he saw that he had finally gone back, his hanging heart was finally put down, and he immediately ordered someone to open the banquet.

At this time, in the cabin, Lin Yuniang's personal maid came back with a look of annoyance, and said, "Girl, I really can't get through, and I was blocked by someone." ”

"I can't blame you for this, but nothing has gone wrong. Lin Yuniang smiled, but she was a little displeased with Chen Jingzhi, thinking that this person was too and didn't save face at all.

"Girl, I just took a closer look, that Yang Gongzi is really a talent, and he is very talented. ”

Lin Yuniang smiled lightly, and most of the loneliness in her heart was gone. She looked out the window at the rippling river and the green hills on both sides, so she wrote a poem.

Chen Jingzhi sat upright with Yang Tingqing and the others, Chen Jingzhi's eyes narrowed slightly, Zhao Xian's entourage was extremely high, at least equivalent to a Xiao Zhou Tianjing monk. This is the highest person he has ever seen since he came to this world. This person adheres to the method of Shinto, and his age is only forty, and it is really powerful that he can practice to such a level.

Practicing the Nine Realms of Tricks, Xiao Zhoutian, Zifu (also known as Yin God, Out of the Spirit), Human Immortals, Earth Immortals, Immortals, Heavenly Immortals, Taiyi, and Creation. In this world, it is rare to see even the secret realm, this realm refines the soul and condenses, the trick is opened, and the soul is gradually condensed, so that there is a possibility of spiritual survival.

His mind was full of thoughts, just seeing this person today's trip was a great gain. There is actually a great advantage for the immortal path to spread in this heaven and earth, and the current Shinto cultivation is only the cultivation of the divine soul, and does not pay attention to the cultivation of the physical body, and it seems that the method of cultivation has shortcomings, resulting in their longevity not increasing substantially.

Just look at Xu Duo's cultivation, he doesn't look much younger than Chen Chiying, and Chen Chiying is nearly eighty years old and looks like a person in his fifties.

Silk bamboo vocal music is sultry, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old beautiful girl in the sound of Zheng Zheng pipa out of the show, see her sleeve dance streamer, feet on the breeze, dancing, people difficult to look away. The students were originally angry about Chen Jingzhi and the others, but when they saw this girl, they all quieted down instantly.

Yang Tingqing couldn't help but lower his head after looking at it for a moment, and when he saw that Chen Jing's eyes did not squint, he felt ashamed in his heart, and immediately stabilized his body and mind. Old Squire Lin also couldn't help nodding, and Zhu Xianling next to him smiled, "Old Squire, this one is the Zhong family of Fucheng, nicknamed Wanqing, a famous Qing man." ”

As he spoke, his gaze stayed on the woman who was playing with the pipa, who had a plump body, delicate skin, and soft eyes, and said with a smile, "This is the Wei family, the famous Yin Ning, the pipa skills are perfect, and they are obtained from the court musicians." ”

"Wonderful. Old Squire Lin glanced at the girl a few more times, and couldn't help but look at the Wei family, at his age, such young and beautiful people didn't like him, and it seemed that such a thirty-year-old plump woman made him feel more pleasing to the eye.

After a dance, everyone still felt unfinished and couldn't help but applaud. A student stood up at the moment, recited a poem, and praised his demeanor.

Old Squire Lin laughed and said, "There are songs, dances, and beautiful women, you should drink this cup full." ”

"What the old waiter said is very true, a beautiful woman with a talented man, you should use a sword dance to help the fun. Sect Advisor Peng Qing smiled, and then turned his eyes to Chen Jingdao, "I heard that Chen Shaolang has learned martial arts for a few days, and today the old waiter has a banquet to entertain, just in time to invite Chen Shaolang to dance the sword." ”

"Yes, Miss Mi and everyone Wei have already put on a show, which is pleasing to the eye and breathtaking, so I will ask Chen Shaolang to dance the sword. ”

Even several old people said so, and many students echoed it for a while. Old Squire Lin couldn't help frowning, the matter of Fang Cai was to solve the problem of these people again, although he was a little dissatisfied with Chen Jingzhi, thinking that he was just a person from the rivers and lakes, but with Zhao Xian's approval, he should not continue to stir up trouble.

Yang Tingqing's expression changed slightly, this is to treat Chen Jingzhi as a prostitute and the like. He was about to stand up at the moment, but Chen Jingzhi stretched out his hand to press him down, and said, "I have a narrow mind and can't get on the stage." ”

Then he got up and said in a loud voice, "If you can dance the sword to help the fun, the old man and the gentlemen will laugh, what does it matter if the sword dance." However, most of the talented people in Yanchuan are here today, if they have good poems to match, they can complement each other when they fly with swords. ”

After finishing speaking, he looked around and laughed, "What do you think?"

"Chen Shaolang is arrogant, why not?" Old Squire Lin didn't want to have any more twists and turns, and said, "Please ask all the students to chant poems, and Chen Shaolang will dance the sword." As he spoke, he asked Wei Yinning again, "Can you ask Wei Jiayu to pluck the strings again?"

"With honor, the slave family dares to disobey his fate?" Wei Yin condensed and saluted, his voice was like a soft glutinous, which made people's hearts itch to hear.

Many people were immediately displeased, but the words had come to this, and one of them got up and wrote a poem. When he was done, he bowed his hand to the crowd and said, "I'm making a fool of myself." After speaking, he was a little proud, this is a masterpiece that he has been brewing for a long time and has revised many times to think it is a masterpiece. At that moment, many students applauded and applauded.

It's just that Old Squire Lin smiled faintly, the poem made by this person just now was very simple, and it didn't reach his ears.

"Since I have composed a poem, why don't you still dance the sword?" After the man sat down, seeing that Chen Jingzhi did not move, he asked dissatisfiedly, "Everyone Wei is already preparing to sing and play the piano, and you are really not simple enough." ”

Chen Jingzhi sneered, "I only ask you if this poem can really reach your ears? Moaning without disease, forcibly carving, and piling up rhetoric, it is not worthy of my sword at all." ”

The scholar's face turned pale, and he said angrily, "In that case, I would like to ask you to compose a poem." This is what he has done with all his heart, and he has been devalued by others, and the impulse in his heart is difficult to suppress.

"So belittled Brother Li's masterpiece, then please make a song, I don't think it's comparable to Brother Li. ”

Chen Jingzhi's words caused many students to be dissatisfied and scolded one after another.

Old Squire Lin had a faint expression on his face, Fang Cai's poem was decent and unremarkable, with a person like him who was born as a jinshi, it was indeed ordinary, but if it was just a Xiucai, it would be reasonable.

Chen Jingzhi sneered, "I'll just ask you which is higher or lower compared to Brother Yang's "Bamboo and Stone"?"

Several students froze for a while, Yang Tingqing danced in the year of the elephant, the style is proud, the writing is simple, it is a rare masterpiece in recent decades.

Chen Jingzhi continued, "Besides, if I have a specialization in the art industry, if I compose poetry, no matter whether it is good or bad, do you still have the face? Don't perfunctory me anymore, I think it is better to find a student with real talent and learning to compose a poem, otherwise it will be a joke." ”

Lin Lao Lang was depressed in his chest, Chen Jingzhi didn't know what to do, it was really disgusting, but at this time, there was such a contradiction with the students, if it wasn't for Zhao Xian's valuing of him, he would definitely drive him down. While he was deliberating whether to write a poem, one of the servants came up and handed him a piece of paper.

He glanced at it and said with a smile, "I have a granddaughter, and I wrote a special poem, but I don't know if I can get into Chen Shaolang's eyes." Yan read this poem affectionately, and sure enough, it won the applause of the audience. Seeing this, the old squire Lin was quite proud, looked around at everyone and said, "Which other student is willing to compose poems and coincide? The old man is very much looking forward to Chen Shaolang dancing the sword in the river." ”

Chen Jingzhi also nodded slightly, but this poem is written in love and scenes, not so casually, he nodded at Wei Yining, and the other party straightened the pipa and played with the jade fingers.

"The old waiter, the younger generation also has a poem, although it may not be as good as Miss Lin's one, but you have to be cheeky to ask the old waiter for advice. Wu Qiyun walked out of the crowd and said with a smile.

"Hahaha, then read it quickly. Old Squire Lin smiled meaningfully, "There are many talents among the descendants of Wu Taishou, and the old man has heard a few of your poems early, and he is talented." ”

"The younger generation is ashamed. Wu Qiyun's face was full of joy, and then he saluted, and said loudly, "The gate of heaven is interrupted and the Chu River is opened, and the blue water flows eastward to this time. The green hills on both sides of the strait are opposite each other, and a lonely sail comes from the sun. ”

"Good poetry, good poetry. Lin Lao Lang couldn't help but stand up, stroked his palms and admired, the ancient name of the Chu River, "The water is boundless, the heaven and the earth are magnificent, the artistic conception is open, the spirit is heroic, and the poetry is good." Old Squire Lin was still reminiscing about this poem, and Zhu Xianling and others couldn't help but admire.

Deng Wen was surprised for a while, and then laughed, "Brother Wu, is it your talent to plagiarize the poems of your predecessors?"