The meaning is very simple, you think I stink of copper, and I also think that you are like rotten wood that is difficult to carve.

The boy in the green shirt didn't understand the meaning, but he could hear the first threatening words.

"Vulgar!" the boy in the green shirt was furious, "savage!"

He Bu smiled and said calmly: "Ignorance, ignorance. ”

Anyway, no one can afford to look down on anyone.

In fact, the IQ of the young man in the green shirt is not low, and the reason why he shows such a sense of superiority is very simple.

This era was a feudal society.

In feudal society, reading and literacy was considered a privilege, and only some people could receive education.

In addition, it is the norm for scholars to look down on vendors.

Shinong Industry and Commerce.

The rulers of the Great Song Dynasty needed scholars and merchants to deal with.

In the eyes of the young man in the green shirt, why not follow the literati humane, this kind of behavior is an insult to the scholar class, this kind of thinking is disrespectful.

The general environment makes the young man in green shirts despise why it is inappropriate, and it is understandable that it is inappropriate, but it is unacceptable.

As a scholar who read poetry and books, he was ridiculed and ignorant by a businessman, and the boy in the green shirt blushed angrily, pointed at He Bu and scolded: "You! unreasonable! You ...... vexatious!"

I forgot all the words of this guy's anger.

"Poof!" Why don't you look at his blushing face and thick neck, and finally be able to hold back a vexatious and straight fun, "I'll teach you two words, you... Stubborn and brazen!How?"

Looking at the smugness on He Bu's face, the boy in the green shirt almost fainted in anger, this person was not ashamed to say anything, and dared to quibble.

"Shameless!" "The boy in the green shirt is now learning and selling, "I, ashamed to be together!"

In the end, he is a scholar, even if he is angry to this extent, he is just scolding a cheeky person, he is still a little cultivated, at least he has not lost his temper to the point of shrews scolding the street.

At this point, why don't you plan to meet him in general.

Accumulate Yin Virtue.

He Bu looked at the guard and said: "I'm a businessman, that's right, I'm a martial artist, it's not wrong, but I'm also a scholar." I've read books, although I don't have any fame. There should be a lot of people like me, how can a scholar without merit participate in the Sankui Conference. ”

The guards were already a little incomprehensible.

In his eyes, why not be a businessman, but he himself showed his identity as a martial artist, and the aura of a martial artist on his body could not be faked.

Now why not say that you are a scholar again, it seems that there is some basic truth.

If He is not a simple businessman, he will basically avoid it when he encounters a literati. If he is not a simple martial artist, maybe this son has already been hammered. From beginning to end, why don't you say a word explicitly, it's like a scholar again.

"Then what does this boy mean by what he said just now, you should know if you are a scholar. "The guards are starting to be a little cunning about the test, why not.

He is not afraid that he should not lie, and if he lies, he will definitely be recognized by the boy in brocade.

Why don't you feel a little speechless, this guard is really... Interesting.

"Shame and companionship. "Why don't you say word by word, "The overall meaning is that you don't bother to talk to me, you are annoyed when you see me, and in other words, you feel ashamed when you stand with me, understand?"

The guard shrewdly observed the expression of the boy in brocade, and found that there was nothing but anger, and he had a plan in his heart.

"You want to enter the Wenkui ......"

Before the guards finished speaking, the boy in brocade said angrily: "Fool! Hurry up and blast him out, let this kind of copper-smelling person participate in the Wenkui Conference, do you want to embarrass the world's scholars? Do you want the Wenkui Conference to be disgraced? Ruining the reputation of the scholars! I don't think you want to be a guard!"

Why don't you frown and say, "Aren't all scholars reasonable? Don't you feel ashamed to threaten a guard?"

This sentence is a bit distracted, why not just say a fact like this, and the boy in brocade feels even more ashamed.

He also knew that it was a bit ungraceful to do so, but it was only ungraceful.

"Do you still know how to be reasonable, and to be reasonable, you are a shameless person?

He Bu's face instantly dropped to the freezing point.

"Swearing, isn't it?"

"What about scolding you?"

Why don't you say calmly: "If you scold me, I won't scold you, because I am a scholar." Swearing, ashamed to speak, but I will hack you to death, because I am a warrior. ”

"You dare to kill a scholar?!" the boy in brocade had a disdainful face.

His self-confidence actually comes mostly from the middle-aged man next to him, a superb master.

He didn't raise his arm.

"Isn't this the prince of King Liang? Why are you here, Liu Jingxian is playing and singing Linjiang Immortal, let's go and taste it." ”

A white-clothed scholar said in a loud voice not far away.

Why don't you ignore it and slap it down.

The middle-aged man felt a little wrong when he didn't raise his arm, and he understood what kind of master was standing opposite.

However, he was not timid in his heart, and he fought with the masters, and he couldn't ask for it.

The middle-aged man slapped his hands to the sky, trying to take the palm.

I didn't think about it.

"Bang!"

He didn't make the next move.

When he came back to his senses, he was already in the cold Qinhuai River.

Why don't you raise your arms again.

"Wait!"

"Wait!"

The first sound was naturally shouted by the middle-aged man.

The prince of Liang is really going to be shot to death here, and he can't escape the blame.

The second voice was a thin old man.

As for the scholar in white, he was already stupid at this time.

Why don't you be expressionless, and slap the prince of Liang again.

"Bang!" The middle-aged man jumped up from the Qinhuai River and resisted this palm.

"Bang!" he was slapped into the Qinhuai River again, but this time he fainted.

After this toss, the sound of the Wenkui Conference stopped, and many people rushed over.

"This is the Wenkui Conference, no use of force!" The thin old man was not afraid that He Bu was a martial arts master, he quickly ran to He Bu's body, "I am Yang Wenzhong, the lifting officer of Jinling City!"

Why don't you frown, the people of the Great Song Dynasty Mention the Academic Affairs Division?

It's not impossible to kill people, but now that they are killing people, who else dares to play with him at the Wenkui Conference, why not be measured.

"What do you have to say?"

"Why did you use force? Don't you know that this is the Wenkui Conference? Don't you know that he is the prince of King Liang?"

Yang Wenzhong's opening was a triple question.

"If you are poor, you will definitely be beaten, does it have anything to do with what kind of place this is and what kind of identity he is?"

The scene became quieter.

He Yi's sentence probably made everyone realize two problems.

He is a reasonable person, and he is a person who is not afraid of Liang Wangfu.

Yang Wenzhong frowned, turned around and said, "Little Marquis, what the hell is going on?"

Liang Wang Shizi didn't know if he was too nervous or really not afraid of death, his own guards were stunned and he was not afraid at all, he pointed at why not and said angrily: "Insulting Sven!"

That's it over and over again.

It's really the prince of Liang who is used to being arrogant, and today he met this bastard who doesn't give him face, and the little head who is not very good at making a short circuit is angry.

Why don't you smile and say: "Forget it, let me say, it's probably that this little marquis doesn't look like a scholar when he sees me in a foreign clothes......"

Before he could finish speaking, Yang Wenzhong interrupted him.

"You're a reader?"

"Why, the current scholars are judging people by their appearance?" why not ask rhetorically.

"Zi said: Judge people by words, lose them, and judge people by appearance, lose Ziyu. Naturally, we remember to follow the words of the saints, but the saints talk about appearance, and your problem is in clothing. After all, Yang Wenzhong is a scholar and must have read poetry and books.

His remarks seem to point out the ambiguity in some inappropriate statement.

It's a pity he got the point wrong.

Because there is no concept of stealing in the first place.