What catches the eye is the neat and standard Taige style. Not to mention how well Zhan Feiyu's poems are written, this stroke of handwriting is really amazing. The font is beautiful, elegant and harmonious. It is hard to believe that this is what I learned after several months of schooling.

Written by Tong.

""Wouchen"?" The leader just said, and the people next to him burst into laughter.

This is clearly "I'm Stupid". Thinking of Zhang Tianhao's reciting it aloud just now, everyone couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Zhan Feiyu!" Finally realizing something was wrong, Zhang Tianhao roared angrily.

The fourteen-year-old or fifteen-year-old boy was so embarrassed in front of everyone. Zhang Tianhao was like an angry calf. His face flushed and he rushed towards Zhan Feiyu, raising his fists to hit him.

A figure jumped down from the second floor and grabbed Zhang Tianhao's wrist with precise movements. Chongguang said with a smile: "Young Master, can't you afford to lose?"

Master Lin reacted and quickly pulled Zhan Feiyu behind him. There were occasional conflicts between the scholars, but at most they were verbal and written criticisms, but no one really took action.

"Let me go!" Zhang Tianhao roared in anger, staring at Zhan Feiyu with his blood-red eyes, squeezing out words through his teeth, "I will beat you to death today, you bitch!"

Zhan Feiyu poked his head out from behind Mrs. Lin, with no trace of fear on his plump and smiling face, "A gentleman talks but doesn't fight. Although you lose in a literary fight, if you fight, you will be younger than me. Even if you win in a martial fight,

Victory cannot be achieved without force."

What a sharp mouth! Zhang Xiucai looked at Zhan Feiyu with cold eyes like a poisonous snake.

Stepping forward, Zhang Xiucai grabbed Zhang Tianhao's arm, feigned anger and scolded: "Tianhao, a gentleman knows his shame and then becomes brave. How can he lose his composure just because of a temporary victory or defeat, and copy "Book of Rites: Doctrine of the Mean" three times when he goes back!"

"Yes, father." Zhang Tianhao calmed down after being scolded, but his eyes of hatred were still fixed on Zhan Feiyu.

Zhang Xiucai nodded with satisfaction. It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. There is no need to worry about temporary gains and losses!

But when he thought of Zhan Feiyu stepping on Zhang Tianhao to become famous today, Zhang Xiucai's eyes darkened a bit, and he asked with evil intentions: "I heard that Zhan, a young prodigy, has a photographic memory and has read four books in just a few months. He is far better than all the scholars in the world.

What’s the meaning of the phrase “knowing shame is close to courage?”

Zhang Xiucai just wants to put Zhan Fei's fish on the fire to roast. Isn't she a prodigy? Let's see if she has real talent and learning.

Furthermore, a seven-year-old yellow-haired girl will trample all the scholars in the world under her feet. Those self-righteous scholars will be able to destroy her without having to take action herself!

Many people present saw Zhang Xiucai's sinister intentions, but it was a conspiracy and they couldn't answer: the so-called prodigy is a joke; if they could answer: a tree that is as good as the forest wind will destroy it.

A clear voice broke the silence of the lobby, "This sentence comes from "The Doctrine of the Mean", Confucius said: To learn is close to knowledge, to practice is close to benevolence, to know shame is close to courage. If you know these three, you will know how to cultivate yourself."

Zhan Feiyu's eyes are clear and bright, as if no dirt or darkness can enter her eyes. "Love of learning is close to wisdom, hard practice is close to benevolence, knowing shame is close to courage. Only by understanding knowledge, benevolence,

If you have these three virtues, you will know how to cultivate yourself."

After finishing speaking, Zhan Feiyu raised his hands and gave Zhang Xiucai a scholarly courtesy, showing that he was a true celebrity.

Being a woman, studying for the imperial examinations, not to mention being deviant, can be regarded as an independent act, so what if the fire is cooking the oil and the flowers are blooming? As long as you are strong enough, no matter how much gossip, jealousy and suppression, you will just fall behind.

landscape.

"Haha, that's a good answer!" Zhang Xiucai clapped his hands and laughed. He threw the words of praise as if they were free of charge. The higher he climbed, the harder he fell!

Chongguang looked at the pretentious Zhang Xiucai with disgust. Not only was he ugly, he also had a dark heart!

"Fat girl!" Chong Guang looked at Zhan Feiyu with a smile, handed over the letter in his left hand, and deliberately raised his voice to support her, "This is a letter of recommendation from my family. In the future, if Little Mengtong Zhan wants to go to the county school or

It can be anything from a government school to a university.”

Whoa! Everyone present was shocked and stunned. Only those who pass the county examination, government examination, and college examination and obtain the title of scholar are eligible to enter the county school or government school.

Zhan Feiyu is just a young boy, he doesn’t even have the qualifications to be a boy student, yet he can get a letter of recommendation and enter the county school!

With a flick of the brush, everyone looked at Chongguang excitedly and eagerly, especially Zhang Tianhao and several of his classmates. They wished they could find another recommendation letter from him. If he could be recommended to enter the county school, it wouldn't matter if he passed the college examination.

Down!

How many people have been taking exams all their lives, but they are still children. As the saying goes: if you take the exam, you will become old; if you take the exam, you will become a child; if you take the exam, you will become an old person.

After receiving this extremely hot recommendation letter, Zhan Feiyu glanced around, tsk, tsk, with such fiery eyes, Zhan Feiyu couldn't help but suspect that he would be robbed as soon as he left Leshan Residence today!

No matter what others thought, Zhan Feiyu thanked Chongguang, "The students will definitely live up to your expectations by burning ointment and following the sundial."

After finishing speaking, Zhan Feiyu smiled deliberately at Zhang Xiucai and his son. She liked the way they hated her but couldn't kill her.

County Magistrate Chen could recommend Zhan Feiyu to enter the county school, but if he wanted to enter the government school, Magistrate Chen's grade was not high enough. After being envious and jealous, the people present couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.

Who is the master he talks about? Could it be deception?

Hey, you still dare to doubt your seventh master? Chongguang raised his eyebrows, fearing to scare them to death if he said it!

"Okay, fat girl, please keep the letter of recommendation." Chongguang warned again. The moment he turned around and went upstairs, he deliberately exposed the saber on his waist. He only heard a shocked gasp from behind.

"Is that the Yan Ling Dao?" Ma quickly murmured.

The Yanling Sword is the standard sword for military commanders. Only those who are qualified to wear it must reach at least the sixth rank. For a sixth-rank subordinate, the gentleman upstairs is at least the prefect level.

Zhang Xiucai's expression suddenly changed. If Magistrate Chen only valued him, it would not be difficult for him to destroy Zhan Feiyu, as long as he did it well and left no traces.

But if Zhan Feiyu registered with an official of the fourth rank, Zhang Xiucai would dare to take action, and he would die without knowing how!

Master Lin looked at Zhan Feiyu questioningly. When she nodded, she knew that this was the Forbidden Dragon Guard she had mentioned before. With this layer of protection, Master Lin could not help but feel relieved.

Whether it was envy, jealousy, or slander, after receiving this letter of recommendation, no one dared to openly embarrass Zhan Feiyu.

"Wait a minute!" Suddenly, Zhan Feiyu called out to Chongguang and ran over with his short legs. "It would be rude if I didn't thank you personally."

"The villain who climbs the dragon and clings to the phoenix!" Zhang Tianhao cursed with a sullen face, hoping that Chongguang would kick Zhan Feiyu downstairs.

That gentleman was just deceived, and Zhan Feiyu used every opportunity to flatter him, without even looking at his identity!

Everyone else was also stunned, shocked by Zhan Feiyu's boldness.

Chongguang looked at Zhan Feiyu with a bright smile in confusion. If he hadn't met her before, Chongguang would have thought she was a flattering villain, "In that case, Zhan Xiaomeng Tong please."

Isn't it? You went upstairs so easily?

Everyone was dumbfounded again, and their eyes suddenly became fiery. Can they also follow suit? If they are appreciated by adults, they will have a bright future in the future...

Zhang Tianhao was disappointed and excited at the same time. He looked hesitantly at Chongguang and Zhan Feiyu who were going upstairs. He wanted to speak, but he was worried that he would be self-defeating.

The disdain on Zhang Xiucai's face was undisguised. He looked at Master Lin and said sarcastically: "Brother Lin went to the countryside that day and chanted in Zheliu Pavilion, 'The bamboo stick and mango shoes beat the horse lightly, and I can live my whole life in the misty rain.' After many years,

Brother Lin’s students have lost their integrity as scholars!”

"Although Zhan Xiao Shen Tong is young, he already knows how to curry favor with powerful people. We are ashamed of ourselves!" The man surnamed Liu then sneered, saying that it was ridicule, but it was not jealousy.

Discussions arose all of a sudden. Although he was worried about the adult upstairs and did not dare to criticize loudly, he whispered in small groups and glanced upstairs from time to time, his eyes full of contempt and disdain.

Even Master Lin has become the target of ridicule and crusade. Who knows Zhan Feiyu is his student? If the student behaves like a villain, the teacher must not be a good person!

"It's not about scarcity but about inequality." The old shopkeeper of Leshan Ju shook his head and smiled, saying that he was a scholar and refined scholar, but deep down he only had bitterness and jealousy.

Captain Ma nodded in agreement. He was lucky enough to meet a noble person, so naturally he couldn't miss the opportunity. These people were just jealous that Zhan Feiyu, the little girl, had seized the opportunity, but they "didn't appreciate her talent."

In the private room upstairs, when I opened the door, I smelled the light fragrance of tea, and then I saw untouched pastries and fruits on the table.

Zhan Feiyu put his hands behind his back, shaking his head step by step and sighing: "Quietness is used to cultivate one's character, and frugality is used to cultivate virtue. A porridge and a meal are hard-earned. Big brother, it's a shame to waste it."

Yin Wuyan drank tea and looked at the old-fashioned Zhan Feiyu with cold eyes. Her dark eyes were glowing green, and she was clearly greedy.

"The wine and meat of the rich family are stinky, and there are frozen bones on the road." Chongguang smiled jokingly, pointing at the pastry, "You have the reputation of climbing the dragon and the phoenix just for the sake of eating one bite. Fat girl, you are in big trouble!"

As if he had been greatly slandered, Zhan Fei puffed up his cheeks and defended himself with a glare: "Although food is the most important thing for the people, how can I covet my appetite!"

Yin Wuyan put down the teacup and asked, "Then what are you doing here?"

Walking in front of Yin Wuyan in a few steps, Zhan Feiyu stood still solemnly, clasped his hands, leaned over and saluted, "Brother, in four days I will go to Zeng's house in Baofeng Buzhuang. Please invite me."

Keep me company."

Uh... Chongguang was dumbfounded. Looking at Zhan Feiyu who was serious, he couldn't help but said: "Fat girl, you might as well come upstairs to eat cakes."

What is the temperament of his seventh master? Today he wrote a letter of recommendation to the fat girl. It was already the sun rising in the west. Chongguang didn't expect that Zhan Feiyu wanted Yin Wuyan to accompany him to Zeng's house?

The Zeng family is just a businessman, and they are the kind of people who are unkind because of their wealth. How can they let the seventh master put his noble feet on the humble!

The uprightness and seriousness were just an illusion. Zhan Feiyu shamelessly climbed onto the chair and sat down. Facing Yin Wuyan's face, his heart trembled. Although he was handsome, his aura was too cold.

"Big brother." Zhan Feiyu said with a stern face and an attitude of negotiating. As soon as he started, he saw Yin Wuyan pushing the cake over.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhan Feiyu grinned and nibbled on a piece of pastry. Then he was flattered and took the tea cup handed over by Yin Wuyan. He took a sip of tea to dilute the glutinous and sweet taste of the pastry.

Chongguang looked dumbfounded at the two people sitting opposite each other, and for a moment he asked questions from his soul: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?

It was just a cake, but my seventh master actually poured tea for the fat girl!

Chongguang pinched his arm hard, it hurt! It was not a dream! So far, the only one who has drank the tea poured by Master Qi so far is the one from Jinluan Palace!

After the little girl opposite had eaten and drank enough, Yin Wuyan said slowly: "Tell me, what conditions do you have for me to accompany you?"

He took out the handkerchief and wiped his mouth, then put the plain white handkerchief back in a natural movement. Zhan Feiyu straightened his body and once again showed the momentum of negotiating.

Chongguang's eyes were about to fall off as he stood aside. If he wasn't blind, would that be the veil that Master Qi used to wear?

The nobles in the palace were reluctant to use the Yun brocade, which cost a hundred taels of silver, to make clothes, but Master Qi asked the embroiderer to cut it and make it into a handkerchief.

But at this moment, seeing Zhan Feiyu wearing the same Yunjin handkerchief, Chongguang didn't know what to say.

"Three words!" Zhan Feiyu stretched out three fat fingers and shook them, smiling slyly and mischievously, "Brother, can you guess which three words it is?"

Yin Wuyan's gaze shifted from the three stubby fingers to Zhan Feiyu's equally chubby round face, but he could no longer see how cowardly she was rolling and crawling that day.

Chongguang looked at the mysterious Zhan Feiyu with great admiration, and added quietly, "Fat girl, if I remember correctly, the last person who wagged his finger at my seventh master can only eat and write with his left hand now."
To be continued...