Wang Hua was angry at Mr. Lu Ming, but he had a good temper and wanted to say something, but he saw that Mr. Lu Ming had a way to deal with Wang Hua. He glanced at Ye Chunqiu from the corner of his eyes, but smiled and said, "Oh, it turns out that Ye Jieyuan is here. Could Ye Jieyuan be here on behalf of his father to invite the master? If so, that would be great. The prince's reputation is shocking in the world. He is here to be the master and decide the winner. This is the best. I am also a coincidence with you."

Ye Chunqiu just looked at him coldly and turned a deaf ear to his words.

Speaking of this, it is difficult for Wang Hua to persuade him. Mr. Lu Ming was pretending to be stupid from the beginning. It was obviously a must-win for the betting and fighting three days later, and it also implies that Wang Hua and Ye Chunqiu will never change their minds.

Although Wang Hua was annoyed by him, this person was a famous scholar after all, and it was difficult to speak any bad words.

Seeing Ye Chunqiu's indifference to him, a hint of anger flashed through his eyes, and then he laughed and said, "Three days later, I will wait for the grand ceremony. This is a grand event. At that time, many people will go to help. I have a few old friends and some disciples will go with me. Chunqiu, you and your father, but you are coming earlier, don't let someone wait for a long time."

Wang Hua narrowed his eyes and became even more disgusted with Mr. Lu Ming. He was originally a fellow villager, without any grievances, but you were just troublesome. Although his expression was still calm, he lowered his head to drink tea, which meant to send guests off.

Seeing this, Mr. Lu Ming probably knew that Wang Hua was a little disgusted with him, but he was not worried. Wang Hua was the Minister of Personnel in Nanjing and he did not serve as an official. What can even be done by the Minister of Personnel? Famous scholars rose up through repeated controversies. To put it bluntly, how can everyone's attention be placed on him without stepping on others?

He just smiled faintly and stood up to say goodbye.

Wang Hua said, "It's easy to leave, but I won't send you off."

Mr. Lu Ming could hear Wang Hua's tone with complaints, and he didn't care. He just turned around and took a few steps. Suddenly, Ye Chunqiu said: "Sir, wait!"

As soon as he heard the word "Slow" and looked back at Ye Chunqiu, he saw that Ye Chunqiu's face was no longer as heavy as before. How could he say that, it seemed that there was a little more childishness of a young man, especially the slightly curled smile and the clearness in his eyes, which made Mr. Lu Ming a little doubt whether he was a ghost. Why did this young man suddenly become different?

Mr. Lu Ming smiled and stroked his long beard: "Oh, is there anything else Ye Jieyuan has to do?"

Ye Chunqiu went forward and said, "Sir, I have a few questions about learning."

Haha... Mr. Lu Ming was proud, what can this kid ask? Do you want to have a good relationship with me? Unfortunately, you father and son have become too popular recently, they are both miracle doctors and two juren. In addition, Taibai Ji's publicity is not an exaggeration to say this reputation. The more famous you are, the more I look forward to this competition, haha...... Your father has already tried it out. After three days, you will be able to see my power. You must step on your father and son to add color to me.

Mr. Lu Ming looked at Ye Chunqiu, but he had a good attitude: "I wonder what Ye Jieyuan is going to ask?"

Ye Chunqiu frowned: "Is my father's bet with you three days later?"

Mr. Lu Ming squinted his eyes and said slowly: "Not bad."

Ye Chunqiu pursed his lips: "As for this reason, I have to live to the death?"

Looking at this surprisingly calm guy, Mr. Lu Ming was also slightly stunned, and he sneered: "It's just a fight between literature, how can you talk about life and death?"

Ye Chunqiu sneered in his heart, "Aren't you going to the death?" What literati value most is fame. Once they lose, they will be ridiculed and become a mark on their body for a lifetime. Mr. Lu Ming said it very lightly. It seems that he is Zhizhu holding it.

After all, he was a Jinshi from the Third Class, and he devoted himself to studying for decades. His abilities are not comparable to his father.

My dad was just coming to the door to beat him up.

However, Ye Chunqiu smiled, smiling happily. He said to Mr. Lu Ming again: "Does Mr. Lu Ming really like literary fights?"

Mr. Lu Ming was kind: "Just ask for help from each other."

"Then..." Ye Chunqiu calmed down and said, "You might as well ask the students to ask for advice from the teacher. The next day, the Qinhuai River will be in the Xiantai, and I beg you to give me some advice."

The day after tomorrow...

Mr. Lu Ming was stunned for a moment.

Even Wang Hua was shocked. He never expected that Ye Chunqiu would provoke Mr. Lu Ming, and it was the day before Ye Jing and Mr. Lu Ming.

Mr. Lu Ming's eyes became deeper. He glanced at Ye Chunqiu in a faint way, wondering where this kid got his self-confidence.

However, Ye Chunqiu still smiled and said modestly: "If the teacher refuses to give advice, then the student has to find another way. Isn't he afraid? If he is afraid, it doesn't matter. Just admit defeat. The student will naturally mention this matter in Taibai. If the teacher is willing to ask for advice, it would be great. Don't forget it at the next day, sir."

Threat, naked threat.

If you don’t dare to face the challenge, then you just wait to become famous. Aren’t you a famous scholar? Don’t you want to mess with the car? Don’t you want to make a name for yourself?

If you have the will, don’t hit my dad, come on to me.

If you dare not, Taibaiji will definitely make you notorious and discredited.

Ye Chunqiu smiled with a pursed lips: "And... the future students and their husbands will record the literary battles they have with each other and enter the Taibai concentration, so please give your husband all your efforts and don't be humble."

When Ye Chunqiu said this, he had an unpredictable smile on his face. When Mr. Minglu saw him, he couldn't control it. This little guy was too confident. Yes, his poems were very good, and his articles were very experienced. It was completely different from those of his father's dull people. Now that he has such an opponent, Mr. Minglu is a little inaccurate.

However…Mr. Minglu thought of something, but stroked her beard and smiled, “Oh? Since Ye Jieyuan insisted on asking for help, how dare I disrespect me? But… Since it is a literary fight, I have to give this question a question.”

Shameless This is.

Wang Hua has a very bad impression of Mr. Minglu. You are a famous scholar of the generation. You first deceived your father, but his son came to ask for a literary fight, but he was still arrogant and asked to make questions by himself.

Before Wang Hua could speak, Ye Chunqiu responded with a smile: "That's good, since it's a student's request, it's up to the teacher to give a question."

Mr. Minglu couldn't see through this at this time. Is this guy so confident? Is he already had a trick, or just wanted to intimidate me? He carefully observed Ye Chunqiu's face, but saw that he just smiled slightly. The little boy always had an incomprehensible smell.
Chapter completed!