Chapter 254

When Gao Taotaota heard the words of Quan Zhi's Imperial College as a priest, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed. His talent was indeed one of the few talented men who were famous in Beijing after Su Dongpo.

If it was because of his reckless behavior when he was young, it would have been a bit of a past. Gao Taotao was a talent-loving person after all. Otherwise, after Su Dongpo was impeached and exiled, he would not have insisted on releasing him to the capital without regard to the dissuasion of many old party officials.

However, when it comes to the issue of what position Su Dongpo is awarded, the old party officials have never been willing to give in, which has caused Gao Taotao a headache. However, it also shows that Gao Taotao still likes these talented talents.

In Gao Taotao's opinion, Wang Yang was just a meteor who suddenly became famous. But now, even his nephew praised Wang Wushan's talent many times when he entered the palace to visit him.

After Su Dongpo returned to Beijing, although he kept his door to thank the guests, he also heard that Su Dongpo was quite fond of Wang Wushan's lyrics.

Therefore, even though Gao Taotao was not happy with him because of the Imperial College and the Imperial College, he did not think about killing him all out of his love for talent.

What is important is that this person seems to be quite eye-catching by the officials. Not only is his lyrics extraordinary, but his calligraphy seems to be quite innovative. Moreover, the dances he arranged were even more shocking, especially the dance called "Thousand-Handed Guanyin". It is said that at the time, it was in Jinmingchi, which was so empty that everyone praised it.

"Please ask the Holy Lord of the Empress Dowager." Zhu Guangting saw that the Empress Dowager Gao Taotao seemed to have a look of embarrassment and hesitation for a long time and could only urge in a low voice.

"When the Ai family thinks about it, you can retreat first. The Ai family is a little tired..." Gao Taotao waved his hand and said with some fatigue.

Zhu Guangting wanted to speak again, but when he saw Gao Taotao closing his eyes, he had to salute and retreat.

"Your surnamed Wang, you hurt me, you are despicable and shameless. I didn't expect you to be so despicable and shameless, and you will not stop hurting me. Even my father is tied to you. If I don't take this revenge, I, Zhao Mingcheng, swear not to be a human being." In the Zhao Mansion, Zhao Mingcheng's eyes were filled with tears, and he was so sad that he couldn't be himself.

"Enough!" Zhao Tingzhi looked at this son who was a little paranoid with a headache. "Although my father was demoted, he was still the master of the Imperial College. You are not allowed to do anything, do you know?"

"Now your uncle Zhu Quanzhi is the Imperial College Supervisor. After the stakes have passed in the past few days, your father will go to find your uncle Zhu. Then the bastard named Wang will naturally not be able to escape..."

"Child, I understand..." Zhao Mingcheng said so, but at this moment he could not hear the words. He was full of resentment in his heart. He had thought about finding an opportunity to deal with Wang Yang, but now this wish is even more urgent.

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Life is very beautiful, with food and drink every day, and when every student of the Imperial Academy saw Wang Yang, the admiring and awe-inspiring look made Wang Yang enjoy it very much. He felt that he really fell in love with the life back to school. But whenever he started class, he listened to the classical Chinese that was coming and going, and Wang Yang suddenly felt that life was not beautiful.

Wang Yang absolutely does not reject classical Chinese, and he can even say that he likes this simple and clear language art very much, but his ancient Chinese background is really bad. Compared with others, it is like a junior high school student coming to join the class.

Fortunately, Wang Dacaizi has never been a coward who turns his head and leaves when encountering difficulties. Whether in life or doing things, Wang Yang only knows how to face difficulties and advance bravely. Perhaps it is his personality that can create his brilliant achievements today.

Although it has been three days since the large-scale conflict between the Imperial College and the Imperial College, it has not yet recovered. Zhao Mingcheng's biological father Zhao Tingzhi was stripped of the Imperial College Office and Quan Zhi's position as the Imperial College Supervisor Jiujiu, which made Wang Yangxing feel a little unsatisfied while he was happy.

And just as Mr. Wang was distracted during the break, Wang Miangu walked over, and then quietly lowered his voice and said to Wang Yang. "Brother Wushan, Zhao Mingcheng wants to attack you."

Wang Yang's eyes lit up. "That guy wants to make trouble?" That's great. There's nothing wrong with the past two days. He's almost idly and he's so fucked. Finally, something is going to stimulate his soul, which is almost tortured by campus life.

"..." Looking at Wang Yang with his eyes shining in front of him, Wang Miangu was in a bad mood. Who is this? This is. After just a few days after coming to Taixue, he made a big fuss and even alarmed him to the court. A court official was still involved.

In addition, many school officials were fined for this, which was full of sorrow. But not only did this guy not restrain himself at all, he didn't know how to be low-key. He was not surprised but happy when he heard that others wanted to mess with him. What's this?

Wang Miangu, who had been stunned for a long time, couldn't help asking, "Well, Brother Wushan, didn't you say you wanted to meet him and laugh and eliminate your grudges? Why did you not only not annoyed when you heard that you wanted to take revenge on you, but you also seemed like this..."

Wang Yang couldn't help but be furious. Who would just meet that guy Zhao Mingcheng and smile to eliminate his grudges? What I want is to peel that despicable hypocrite into a pig and throw it into the Imperial College for people to appreciate it?

Holding his anger, Wang Yang sneered repeatedly. "I, Mr. Wang, said this to you?"

"You, didn't you let Mr. Gao say this to Wang?" Wang Miangu said nervously.

Did, student card... Cough cough, it was wrong, it should be: Did, memory awakening, Wang Yang patted his head suddenly, Damn, it seems that he is really a noble person who forgets things,

Wang Yang, who had a hot face, whispered, and then his expression became very amiable. "Look at you, wouldn't it be fine if you told me directly that you heard from Mr. Gao?"

Wang Miangu looked at Wang Yang, who had changed his face in front of him, and he really didn't know what language to use to describe his mood at this moment. Although he wanted to leave in anger, this idea was just thinking about it. This Mr. Wushan was not something he could afford to offend.

In the end, he had to squeeze out a smile and said with a favor. "What the gentleman said is that Wang was wrong at the moment."

"Okay, come on, sit down and tell me what's going on, what's going on with that guy?"

It turned out that Zhao Mingcheng summoned Wang Miangu last night and had several accomplices to discuss a way to deal with Wang Yang. Most of Zhao Mingcheng's accomplices also entered the Imperial College.

And it happened that someone was fortunate to participate in the large-scale group conflict that day, thinking that based on the combat effectiveness of these people, they were really no match for Wang Yang, the warlike madman.

So we discussed that everyone would pay together to find an underground gang, and the underground gang would take action, find an opportunity to beat Wang Yang half to death, then strip him naked and hang him on the flagpole of the Imperial Academy. Let his reputation be lost and his face be lost.
Chapter completed!