"Boy, being born into the world is not as simple as you think. Besides, with the little ink in your belly, are you worthy of being an official in the court? Your temperament is unstable and your writing is not enough. If you really become a dignitary of the court, wouldn't it be called

The world is ridiculing you?"

"In my opinion, it's better to just go home, show off the little knowledge you have in a bigger place, and spend the rest of your life, that's not a bad thing." After saying that, the man walked over to Mr. Zhou.

In front of me, I squatted down and took a closer look.

Xun Yuantuo took the last step away from the top of the mountain. He was unable to take a step because this young man with a feminine appearance blocked him, so he could not move. As he went up the mountain, what he saw were all paintings, both real and fake.

It included joy, anger, sorrow, and even lingering hatred, which was like a strong tide crashing on the snow, almost destroying the young master's mind.

The feeling of being trapped in the scroll and unable to move was really unbearable. Not to mention other things, when he made mistakes several times, Mr. Xun wanted to slap himself in the scroll, so as to wake up the young master.

, but every time I start, the picture scroll is still a picture scroll, and it cannot be changed even half a point. So the many hardships from childhood to adulthood are all flashing past in front of my eyes.

But what frustrated Mr. Xun the most was this scholar who could not see his features clearly.

Different from the previous ones, since this person appeared on the scroll, he tore the scroll that had always been imprinted in the void into pieces impatiently. In the eyes of the stunned Mr. Xun, he escaped from the scroll and stood firm.

He stretched out his body, as if waking up from a big dream. Although his face and eyebrows were blurred, Xun Yuantuo could still hear the man's joy from his yawn.

Since the clinker broke through the picture scroll, he has not given him any face at all: from astronomy and geography to court politics, poetry, calligraphy, painting, chess and tea, as long as they are learned by literati, they have all been tested. Xun

Yuan Tuo had always had a photographic memory, but that mysterious scholar had a vast knowledge. He found all the errors and omissions in Xun Yuan Tuo's words, and at his fingertips he found large sections of original textual annotations, and even deleted isolated unofficial histories and knowledge.

Complex yet sophisticated, and insightful and unique.

The theory of debate has been spread throughout the world since the early years. Tracing its origins, it still cannot be circumvented from the leaders of the five religions in Daqi. These few people have nothing to do all day long, and of course they have to be in and outside the capital.

Touring among beautiful mountains and rivers, just drinking tea and looking at the scenery is really boring, so I came up with this idea.

Several religious leaders belong to different sects, and of course they know very little about the teachings of other sects. If they want to argue, they can turn their profound knowledge into their own use of the sect's rules and regulations, then describe them in ordinary people's words, and talk and argue with the others.

To make up for the shortcomings in one's own classics. With green mountains and flowing water, tea smoke curling up, and a few people making peace with each other, naturally there are countless thoughts in mind and they are clearly understood. This is the debate sitting.

After passing on for several generations, this debate has changed a bit. If the warriors in the arena disagree, most of them prefer to resolve the dispute through civil and military fighting. Once the dispute arises, even if the losing side is justified in the matter, the losing side has to act according to the winner.

, at least for ten days and a half, you have to give in everywhere, this is the rule of the world; this method is simple, but a scholar cannot use an inkstone as a mallet and a brush as a sword. If the two of them disagree, they will fight with thousands of pear blossoms. Of course,

This was contrary to politeness, so those who were willing to change the handed down debate to debate, in which the loser was supposed to be less talented and intelligent than the winner, in order to resolve the dispute between literati.

Although this method has always been criticized, it is true that no suitable method can be found.

It is not just a joke in the market that a scholar is three points more stubborn than an ox.

Unconsciously, the two debated for dozens of rounds, but Xun Yuantuo lost every time. He could not maintain more than five sentences in one of them. Mr. Xun was defeated and was refuted speechless. The literati's words were all balanced.

These are unfamiliar allusions, but they are all well-founded, and the knowledge is all-encompassing and can be used for everything. There is really no way to argue with Mr. Xun until his blood is boiling all over his body.

So much so that Xun Yuantuo had a vague feeling that just because of his breadth of knowledge and his sharp debating skills, even if he were to sit down and debate with this person, he might be inferior to him.

"With your little ability, you are trying to make a living. The students in the world are really inferior to each other." The man was not interested, so he squatted next to Mr. Zhou and joked, "Your master will carry five mountains for you."

Sir, I think it is really unnecessary. Such a foolish person with little ability but extremely high ambition, apart from a piece of face that is worth some money when thrown into the Goulanhualou, he really doesn’t know what to do with it."

"Friends are bullying others too much." Xun Yuantuo also had veins popping up on his forehead and his lips turning red.

Ever since the scroll was torn apart by this man, he could clearly see what the surrounding scenery looked like. Mr. Cai's action of resisting the five peaks just now was even more clear. The weight of the five consecutive mountains shocked him.

Although he didn't know what methods his master used to resist, Xun Yuantuo was still anxious.

Therefore, that person took advantage of him many times and used some heart-wrenching words to hurt Xun Yuantuo. This made the latter, who had some ability to resist words, no longer have the slightest intention to argue.

"No way, if you can't defeat me, you won't be able to step out of the last step of Guangyue Ridge even if you have the strength to do so." The man looked at Zhou Kefa's slightly trembling shoulders, and seemed to be sure that Mr. Zhou would not be able to hold up the mountain.

After a while, his tone slowed down a bit, "Rather than wasting your master's essence here, it would be better to go back as soon as possible so that you won't regret it in the future."

Xun Yuantuo gritted his teeth, but it was true as the man said. Even if he exerted all his strength and poured countless beads of sweat from countless pores around his body, he could not lift even half a step, and he was extremely anxious at the moment.

Seeing the young master's appearance, the man smiled and said, "My stubborn temper is quite similar to mine, that's all, I won't embarrass you. If you can tell me where you are better than me, I will let you go up the mountain, how about that?"

"

"Age." Xun Yuantuo said quickly.

"Age is nothing. Is it possible that because you are still young, you can get stabbed less than others?"

Xun Yuantuo said many things in an instant, but they were all rejected by the man.

"Think again."

Mr. Xun really couldn't think of anything else, so he had to look in the direction of Mr. Xun. If Mr. Xun could make a few remarks, it wouldn't be difficult to break through this man's obstruction.

But the husband just sat cross-legged on the ground with five peaks on his shoulders.

Xun Yuantuo's eyes narrowed slightly.

He said, I have a husband, but you don't.

The man smiled, patted Xun Yuantuo on the shoulder, and said that since he has a husband, he should protect his husband and not lose him.

Xun Yuantuo took a step forward.

So the five peaks slowly descended and reached the top of the mountain.

The man at the foot of the mountain was stunned.

Mr. Zhou on the mountain has a warm smile.

The withered grass seed in the husband's arms sprouted new sprouts in an instant.
Chapter completed!