Everyone looked at these two suave young men talking confidently and unrestrainedly, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion. These two people standing together can be called a pair of peerless prides. One is as majestic as a jade tree, and the other is as beautiful as a crown jade. The hearts of the men here are
It was so extreme that the waitress couldn't help but trembled at the sight, and they all thought to themselves: If I get one of the two, my life in this world will not be in vain.
It’s just a matter of being good-looking, and being rich and noble... It seems that you are from a wealthy family. God is really unfair to people. Throughout the ages, good-looking people have often been given more opportunities. Even in the Imperial Palace Examination, the emperor will personally select those with good looks.
Candidates hand-picked disciples.
Murong Shisan looked Zhang Xiaowu up and down with even more interest. He saw that Zhang Xiaowu was both disgusted and helpless. He was disgusted because he was neither a man nor a woman, and he was helpless because he had to ask for help from this person. He quickly turned around to face the crowd and gasped.
After a few breaths, he said calmly: "Master Liu's first couplet is: Paintings of lotus flowers and monk paintings, so the second couplet I wrote opposite is: Shu Lin Han Mo Han Lin Shu."
Everyone paused again, then tasted it carefully, and suddenly started cheering loudly. The Thirteenth Young Master Murong also splashed ink and left his handwriting in a dashing way. The turtle slave immediately came forward and hung it high.
The seven big characters of "Shu Lin Han Mo Han Lin Shu" are sonorous and powerful, breathtaking, and everyone applauded the Thirteenth Young Master's handwriting. This couplet and this calligraphy treasure are the best tonight.
"Is this calligraphy worthy of your calligraphy?" Murong Shisan asked.
Murong Shisan looked at the couplet, his eyes showing narcissism, and said: "I think we are a perfect match."
Zhang Xiaowu couldn't help but take a step back, thinking that I am worthy of your big chicken drumstick!
Mr. Liu also carefully read the second couplet and couldn't help but secretly complain. However, he did not come up with the first couplet by himself, but saw it in a remote ancient temple in Jingzhou. The monk in the temple said that this couplet has already been
No one has answered correctly for three hundred years, Mr. Liu kept it in mind, but he didn't expect that someone would actually answer him right at this moment, and the answer was so fair and rhyming, which really made him at a loss for a moment.
Zhang Xiaowu turned around and looked at Miss Yunyan, and then said: "Miss Yunyan, I also have a second line to answer you. Your first line is: East Pawn Shop, West Pawn Shop, East and West Pawn Shop Pawn Things. My second line is: Spring Reading, Autumn Reading
, "Read the Spring and Autumn Annals." Murong Shisan next to him wrote Zhang Xiaowu's second couplet as if he had a spirit in his writing, and the turtle slaves immediately hung it up, which again attracted everyone's applause.
Listening to the shouts of the crowd, I looked at the two pairs carefully. Mr. Liu clenched his fists and his face was red. He was not a person who couldn't afford to lose, but today he lost face in the way he was best at. How could this be possible?
Make him heartbroken? But if he doesn't admit defeat, Mr. Baihua will lose even more face. Finally, Mr. Liu sighs, stands up and hands over his hands to apologize, saying: "Liu admits defeat." Then he is about to turn around and leave in despair.
"Okay!" Everyone in Daizhou just felt that their great revenge had been avenged, and they drove away the Yizhou people who showed off their power in front of them. They were very proud.
However, at this moment, Zhang Xiaowu said coldly: "Master Liu, did I let you go?" Everyone looked curiously at the young man who claimed to be the worst scholar in Daizhou, not understanding what he meant by this.
What's the meaning.
Mr. Liu turned around and asked, "How are you doing?"
Zhang Xiaowu held up the inkstone with one hand and said with a sneer: "Mr. Liu, have you forgotten our bet?" Mr. Liu looked puzzled. Zhang Xiaowu sneered and said: "I asked you to get out, not
When you go out, you lie down on the ground, curl up into a ball, and roll out, rather than using your legs to stand upright.
Go out in a dignified manner - Could it be that Mr. Liu doesn't understand what is to leave and what is to leave?" Mr. Liu's eyes widened and he almost jumped up. No matter how jealous the scholars were, it wouldn't be too embarrassing. Let's talk about it.
It was just a matter of clicks, but I didn't expect that this young man would press forward so hard.
It is extremely rare for such a ruthless and ruthless scholar to retaliate. Scholars rarely get angry, nor do they intend to insult others, but this student is so careless, and his heart is so vicious. But everyone admires him, at least he can do what everyone wants.
To accomplish something that you dare not do for the sake of face.
Mr. Liu was so angry that he gritted his teeth and said: "Liu is a great scholar, and I am a Jinshi. How dare you - our law of the Holy Han Dynasty says that the punishment cannot be better than that of a Jinshi. You dare to insult a Jinshi. Aren't you afraid of breaking the king's law?"
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"Crack!"
Mr. Liu was hit by the inkstone, and his face and clothes were covered with black ink. Zhang Xiaowu withdrew his hand and said grimly: "I have a bad temper but a good memory. Since you made a bet with me,
, you must keep your word. In fact, I despise hypocrites like you the most. Others tell you the king's law.
, you act like a rogue with others, others act like a rogue with you, you act like a rogue with others, others act like a rogue with you, and you tell others the rules. You are obviously as thin-skinned as a woman’s tube top, but you still have to go on stage to show your shame, and let others praise you.
Bufan, I think you are like a well, do you know why you are like a well?"
Murong Thirteenth Young Master asked in a flattering tone, "How do you say that?"
Zhang Xiaowu said: "Either way or another, it's all two."
At first, everyone had no time to react, after all, they had never heard such a cold joke before, but soon realized the reason for the irony, and burst into laughter. Some people even fell to the ground with laughter, and some people knocked on the table and cheered wildly.
Someone laughed so hard that he coughed. The person sitting there
These military and literary generals were even more fond of Da Sheng, who claimed to be the worst student in Daizhou. They all discussed in a low voice that they might as well recruit him into the army. If they quarreled with anyone in the future, they would just send this student out, and they would definitely scold him like shit.
, and even get angry to death if you encounter someone with a small amount of energy.
A Wolf Guard soldier sitting in the front row of seats said directly: "That guy is talented, he can directly come to Wolf Guard as a secretary." Another White Tiger Army soldier said hurriedly: "Wolf Guard doesn't need a mouthpiece, so come here
I, the White Tiger Army, are the best." The two of them argued.
Noisy pushed Zhang Xiaowu's image to the extreme, and many students were envious of him. The golden hairpins in Cuiyan Pavilion also looked at him with admiration. The girl Yunyan looked at him with even more affectionate eyes, as if
The legendary love at first sight.
At this time, Mr. Liu was so humiliated and scolded that his vision went dark. He fell to the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood. The servants quickly stepped forward.
Zhang Xiaowu waved his hands and said: "Forget it, you don't really need to get out. It's just that poetry and prose are just a part of knowledge. If you are really talented, you can either serve as an official and benefit the people, or educate people and benefit future generations. Only in this way can you live up to the education of a saint.
."
"Okay!" Everyone in Cuiyan Pavilion cheered and clapped loudly.
Mr. Liu didn't know whether he understood or not, so he stumbled out of Cuiyan Pavilion with the help of his servants.
Murong Shisan laughed and walked forward and pulled Zhang Xiaowu to his table, asked the maids on the left and right to pour wine, raised his glass and said, "I haven't asked you about your name yet."
"Zhang Xiaowu, from Mucheng."
"You are not from Yongzhou, how come you are from Mucheng?" Murong Shisan was even more stunned.
"To be precise, I am from Tucheng. I was born in Yongzhou and raised a family in Tucheng." Zhang Xiaowu said. He traveled to Tucheng and became his son-in-law. In other words, he is from Tucheng. And what he said
Yongzhou seems to be just a distant and unimpressive place.
When Murong Shisan heard that Tucheng's expression changed, he looked him up and down again and asked: "Did you fight out of Tucheng?"
Zhang Xiaowu smiled slightly and said, "I am Zhang Xiaowu."
"Ghost General?!" Murong Shisan said in surprise, "Are you a Ghost General?"
Zhang Xiaowu said: "Do you know me?"
Murong Thirteen praised: "The only general in the Sixth Regiment who can fight, killed the Nineteen Wolves, and wiped out the Tartar bandits, if it wasn't you, then who would have the credit? I really thought you were an ordinary student, but I never expected that
The ghost general is both civil and military, and I am truly blessed to have met my brother today."
Zhang Xiaowu returned the courtesy and said: "Don't dare, I have admired the name of the Thirteenth Young Master for a long time, and when I saw him today, he turned out to be a very popular man."
Murong Shisan came forward and asked: "That earth city..."
Zhang Xiaowu sighed: "One day, I will lead the army to fight back!"
Murong Shisan extended his thumb and praised: "Brother, you are so righteous. If I can help, I will definitely help you."
Zhang Xiaowu said in his heart that you should stay away from me first. The smell of makeup and powder all over my body made me breathless.
In the distance, the eyes of Wang Yijin, Chen Guanxi and Guan Cheng all dropped quickly. What does it mean to be capable? Our school principal is capable. He is good at fighting, leading troops, and even being a rival. He is also good with two people.
The young masters of the Murong family in Langguan were sitting together drinking, and then looked at the beautiful girl named Yun Yan on the stage. Her beautiful eyes were staring at the adults all the time, and her adoring cheeks were almost dripping with water.
The three of them looked at each other, and couldn't help but sigh. It's really irritating that people are more powerful than others. You are an adult, even if you are much stronger than us grassroots soldiers, it's no wonder that he became a colonel and commanded nearly a thousand dead soldiers.
Although Zhang Xiaowu held back his nausea, he still exchanged business blows with Murong Shisan. Before time travel, Zhang Xiaowu, as a civil servant, naturally received training from the work organization and was systematically educated on how to praise leaders and superiors, especially when watching models and typical
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Afterthoughts are a task that every unit worker must complete. Although he doesn't like to flatter others, he can still say a lot of flattery under the influence. Zhang Xiaowu picked up some words to praise Murong Thirteen, which made Thirteen amused.
The young master covered his mouth and giggled happily.
Murong Shisan was used to being proud, but he could bear the flattery.
Sister Dongxiang, who was on the stage, said: "Young gentleman, please go to Room B of Tianzi later. Miss Yunyan is waiting for you here." Miss Yunyan bowed her head and left gracefully.
Murong Shisan smiled and said: "Mr. Zhang, it's rare for Miss Yunyan to see anyone, brother, please treat her well."
Zhang Xiaowu asked, "Can I refuse?"
"Ahem, cough, cough..." Murong Shisan took a sip of wine, coughed violently, and said with wide eyes, "What do you mean? Refuse?"
Zhang Xiaowu said: "Refuse, can't you refuse?"
Murong Shisan hated the iron and said: "It's OK, but you have worked so hard to defeat the spirit of Yizhou Baihua Gongzi and brought glory to the faces of our Huidai Erzhou people, but now... you have given up the beauty of Yizhou.
Opportunity. You...you...you really gave up?"
Zhang Xiaowu said calmly: "I just don't like people being more arrogant than me."
Murong Shisan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and he took a few long breaths and said: "What a waste of natural resources! Buy a coffin for a pearl! And... what else?"
Zhang Xiaowu responded: "It's a shameful waste!"
"Yes, it's a shameful waste!" After Murong Shisan said this, he felt angry and happy.
Zhang Xiaowu also laughed, and the two toasted and drank together, as if they were old friends for many years.