Three days later, Xue Zha appeared on the stage built for him by Chu Haihong.

He wore a suit of armor today, his whole body was covered with a black and golden luster, and the red helmet on his head was hunting, standing on a high platform five or six meters above the ground, he had a feeling of high spirits.

Glancing at the people in the audience, seeing them squatting in twos and threes, on the whole, these people are probably divided into eight or nine large groups, and they are the eight protectors of the Longzhou Chengwu Forest League.

Xue Zha looked around and found that Chu Haihong had prepared a school field for him, which was a circular yellow earth, and if there were people or horses moving at high speed, they would definitely kick up dust and smoke.

He nodded, thinking about what he was going to do today, and couldn't help but be excited.

He shouted loudly: "Hello everyone, do you know me?"

Xue Zha said, the crown of Yu appeared on his head, and the three rubies on it shone brightly, and the people who watched it were envious.

But these people all remembered the words of their boss when he came, and they couldn't help but react too much, they wanted to see how this language king Xue Zha, how he planned to unify his group of Jianghu people.

They belong to the eight Dharma protectors, and they are also interspersed with the people of the Longzhou Chengwu Lin League who heard the wind and moved, these people have the mind of watching jokes, and for Xue Zha, they know that they are not worried about their lives.

Xue Zha is also very aware of the fearlessness of these people, he knows that he can't kill people at will, the people of the rivers and lakes are not afraid of death, plus they have a natural strong side in their character, as long as they don't want to have a bad time, they can't kill people easily, and the means used for the superstructure and the substructure are completely different.

Xue Zha cleared his throat again, and he said in a loud voice: "I know that you are the same as those who read, you think I am funny, and it is simply wishful thinking to twist you into a rope. ”

No one paid any attention to him, and he continued to talk to himself.

"In the eyes of readers, we Jianghu people are a plate of scattered sand, even if we have a much stronger idiom power than them, but because everyone is united...... Because people know how to protect themselves, they look at the tone of the culture to death, and we can't touch it at all. ”

Some people raised some interest and set their eyes on the high platform, but that's it, when they saw Xue Zhe's face and the three idioms on the crown of the language crown on his head, they couldn't help but shake their heads and withdraw their gaze.

Xue Zha pursed his lips, and he continued: "Some big truths, I want to say before giving you benefits, but seeing that you don't want to, then I will give you benefits first......

His words made more people interested, and they looked at the high platform with a slight expectation in their eyes.

But I don't know who it is, I don't know which Dharma protector it belongs to, and some people start spreading the news around.

"Benefits, what benefits can he give us? If he wants such benefits, why don't he buy the really powerful gangsters, if he can invite one or twenty language kings and one or two hundred language honors, will he waste his time on us in this war?"

"A lot of the time...... Only people with weak hearts need to buy people's hearts with benefits, I think, if you don't want to sell your life cheaply, it's better not to expect too much from his benefits. ”

"What can such a hairy boy do? If he really has that ability, he will be kicked out of the capital, and what to say to fight is the price of failure in the political struggle... ”

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Xue Zhe noticed these people, but he couldn't do anything now, he couldn't take out the things that made these people tempted first, and everything was in vain.

He now has two choices: one is to take out the key to the Yuxia realm, and have the experience of helping Tang Dabao step into the Yuxia, he thinks that he can help more than 90% of the linguists break through to the Yuxia, and the benefits should be enough for them to work hard for themselves;

Xue Zha didn't hesitate too much, he chose the latter, at this time, he took out the key to the Yuxia Realm, and even took out countless versions of the True Dragon Realm, although it would envelop the Yushi, Yuxia and even Yuzun, but it couldn't really hit the seven inches of the entire Jianghu group, and if he came up with a divisible literary tone, although he would further offend the readers, but so what?

What Xue Zha needs to consider now is which poem to write!

Reading books will gather literary atmosphere, and he can also use the literary qi array that he has explored to arrange the entire school field into a place similar to the tribute academy during the imperial examination, but it takes a long time and the posture is not handsome enough.

The poem "Will Enter the Wine" is good, but after all, it is already bound to Wei Yun and Boss Wang in this world, and it is not a start-up.

"Then you need a hand of poetry that has not appeared in this world, such as ......"

Countless poems flashed in Xue Zha's eyes, and in the end, he chose Wen Tianxiang's "Song of Righteousness".

"Yu prisoner in the north courtyard, sit in a dirt room. The room is eight feet wide and can be four fathoms deep. The single door is low, the white room is short and narrow, and the dirt is dark and dark. In this summer, all kinds of qi are concentrated: the rain is four sets, the floating beds are sometimes watery; the mud is half-smeared, and the steaming is full of history, sometimes it is earthy; at first glance it is sunny and hot, and the wind ducts are blocked, sometimes it is the sun's air; the eaves are yin and the wages are planing, which promotes the heat and abuse, and sometimes it is the fire; the warehouse is rotten, and the Chen Chen is pressing, and sometimes it is the rice gas; the shoulders are miscellaneous, and the bloody sweat and dirt are sometimes the popularity; or the corpses are destroyed, or the rotten rats are mixed with evil gas, and sometimes they are filthy. Stacking is a number of gases, and those who deserve it are rarely powerful. And to be weak, in the meantime, in the second year, fortunately unharmed, is the cause of the nourishment. Mencius said, "I am good at nurturing my heroic spirit. He has seven, I have one, and I have seven, so why should I be in trouble! ”

Xue Zha took off the armor on his body, put down the baffle on his chest, took out his pen and ink, and with a wave, he first wrote down this discussion before Wen Tianxiang wrote the poem.

Only this paragraph of the dialectical writing of heroic righteousness and wordless obscurity, countless people in the entire school field felt strange.

"How...... Why do I feel like the scar on my left arm is getting thinner?"

"You ...... Do you feel it, as if ...... It seems that the weather is much cooler and more comfortable, and I feel like there is a gang in my heart, not dry or strong, and that fire makes me feel that I dare to go up and fight even if I see a tyrant!"

"It seems that my eyes are brighter and my ears seem to be hearing better...... Whoever has a gurgling stomach, and he's hungry at this hour!"

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Xue Zha glanced at them, heard their buzzing discussions, smiled slightly, and continued to write.

"Heaven and earth have righteousness, and miscellaneous manifolds. The lower part is the river mountain, and the upper part is the sun star. ”

"Yu people say that Haoran, full of gloom. The royal road is clear, containing and Tuming Court. ”

"When the poor festival is seen, one by one. In Qi Tai Shi Jian, in Jin Dong Fox Pen. ”

"In Qin Zhang Liangzhi, in the Han Su Wu Festival. For General Yan's head, for Ji's blood. ”

"For Zhang Suiyang's teeth, for Yan Changshan's tongue. Or for the Liaodong hat, clear the ice and snow. ”

"Or for the sake of the teacher's table, the ghosts and gods cry strongly. Or to cross the river, generously swallow the hu. ”

"Or to strike the thief's wat and crack the reverse vertical head. It is majestic and majestic. ”

"When it runs through the sun and the moon, life and death are sufficient. The earth is based on it, and the heavenly pillar is respected. ”

"The three outlines are really fate, and morality is the root. It is not effective to give Yang Jiu, and it is really ineffective. ”

"Chu was imprisoned and sent to the poor north. The woks are as sweet as gluttony, and they can't get it. ”

"The ghost fire in the yin room, and the dark sky in the spring courtyard. Cow Ji has the same soap, and chickens perch on phoenix food. ”

"Once it was covered with fog and dew, it was divided into a barren ditch. No matter how cold and hot it is, Bai Wei is easy to find itself. ”

"Wow the frustration field, for my peace and happiness. How can he be skillful, yin and yang cannot be thieves. ”

Looking at this, looking up at the floating clouds. I am sad, and the sky is very strong. ”

"The philosopher's day is far away, and the punishment is in the past. The wind eaves show books and read, and the ancient road shines in color. ”

Shicheng, a muffled thunder sounded suddenly over the school field.

When Carrara's thunder roared, most of the people in the entire school field were frightened, but then, the people in the rivers and lakes who were not afraid of the earth and the earth these days glared angrily at the sky, and the next moment, they saw a strange scene.