Five hundred and ninetieth chapters grandmaster style
Chapter 591: The Style of a Grandmaster
"Okay, let him go!"
At this moment, Lu Heng, who had been sitting there, coughed and made a sound.《》
After two years in this world, my character has become much more mature than before.
If it were in the past, Lu Heng would definitely keep quiet and let Li Dehui deal with this person. However, after experiencing so much, especially those hundreds of thousands of lives in the north, Lu Heng cherishes the preciousness of life even more.
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Therefore, when he saw that the student named Hua was almost thrown into the Yangtze River to feed the fish, Lu Heng couldn't bear it and frowned and stopped Scarface.
"You are lucky!" Scarface pushed the picked up student named Hua to the ground with both hands, snorted coldly, and mocked: "Why don't you get out of here?"
The pale-faced student surnamed Hua had no strength left in his body. He slumped on the ground, gasping for air. He had a dull look in his eyes, as if he hadn't recovered from the life-threatening situation just now.
"You guys, put it on and get out!" Li Dehui raised his head and hands, pointed at several students standing behind the student surnamed Hua, who had their heads bowed and remained silent, and said coldly.
"Yes! Thank you for not killing me." The students who were named quickly nodded and accepted the order. If so, they were a little disapproving before. But now, they are really afraid. Seeing Master Li Dehui's words
If they don't agree, they will kill people. These weak scholars, who usually don't even dare to kill a chicken, are scared to death.
After hearing Li Dehui's words and asking them to leave, the students quickly stepped forward, supported the dementia-looking student surnamed Hua, and left without stopping for a moment.
"Moth!" After the students left, Li Dehui took a sip from the cup and snorted coldly. After taking a sip, he realized that the cup was not wine. Li Dehui immediately pushed the cup away angrily: "Come here, serve the wine.
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As soon as he finished speaking, there were soldiers and guards who brought the wine.
The other students who were watching were horrified when they saw that Mr. Li Dehui, who was usually jovial and joking, actually did not hesitate to tear his face and offend the young master of a prominent figure in Wuchang City. Next in the temple, a group of people
The way people looked at the scholar was completely different from before. There was suspicion in the eyes, and more importantly, shock.
Who is this person?
This is the question in the minds of everyone present.
Li Dehui did not care about the thoughts of those who were watching. Instead, he apologized, picked up the wine pot himself, and helped Lu Heng fill a glass. Then he put down the wine pot, picked up the wine bottle, and respectfully presented it to Lu Heng. He said with an apologetic smile: "
I hope you will forgive me for being arrogant!"
In the final analysis, Li Dehui is still the parent official of Hubei, and he pursues his political affairs in his position. Although he looks down on those weak scholars who have high ambitions and low abilities, after all, they are also the people under his rule. He still has to safeguard the interests of the people.
Hearing that Mr. Zhang had a close relationship with Lu Heng, Li Dehui was afraid that Lv Heng would be angry, so he talked to Mr. Zhang and put some shoes on the young man from Hubei.
Therefore, after the student with the surname Hua was kicked out, Li Dehui quickly replaced the students present and interceded with Lu Heng: "After I go back, I will definitely urge the local people to learn uprightly, run the official school well, and teach these guys the way to be a sensible person.
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Seeing Li Dehui, he was smiling, his eyes full of apologies. Lu Heng wanted to say something, but he didn't take it to heart at all.
But after seeing the other party's uneasy look, Lu Heng shook his head and smiled. He also knew that it would be difficult to reassure Li Dehui by talking without practice. After thinking about it, he took the wine cup from Li Dehui's hand, picked it up and raised it slightly.
He raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp.
Seeing that Lu Heng ignored the past grudges, Li Dehui felt happy.
Grinning, the hideous scar left by the Turks on his neck looked particularly eye-catching.
"Let's go over and read Zhuangyuanlang's poems!" Lu Heng put the wine cup on the table, stood up on the chair, and said to Li Dehui with a smile.
"That's right!" Li Dehui nodded quickly and then remembered the business. He quickly stood up, pulled Lu Heng and walked towards the desk.
Miss Li also knew Lu Heng's identity at this time. She remembered how she was sarcastic to others on the road. Although she had a fierce personality, she was still a little nervous after all. (Temple)
Seeing Lu Heng walking over accompanied by Mr. Li, Li Meng quickly saluted.
Lu Heng nodded slightly, raised his hand and waved, then turned his head and looked behind the desk. Miss Li, who looked slightly panicked and at a loss, smiled slightly, turned her head and looked at Li Dehui and said, "This is you
My daughter, the talented girl Li Shuangshuang from Wuchang is here!"
Li Dehui nodded proudly, turned his head, deliberately kept a straight face, and scolded: "Why don't you meet Mr. Lu soon!"
Miss Li glared at her father, then blushed, bent her knees and saluted Lu Heng, lowered her head and did not dare to raise it and whispered: "Li Shuangshuang has met your Excellency!"
Lu Heng smiled, raised his hands and returned the greeting: "I've heard for a long time that Miss Li is unparalleled in talent. When I saw her today, she really didn't live up to her reputation!"
When Li Shuangshuang heard this, she thought Lu Heng was pointing out what happened on the road. Feeling guilty, she blushed and did not dare to raise her head.
Lu Heng turned his head and glanced at Li Dehui. Lu Heng joked: "I heard that bad bamboo produces good bamboo shoots before, but I didn't know what it meant. Today I finally understand what's going on!"
Not only did Li Dehui not mind being teased by Lu Heng, but he laughed happily.
Every time this guy gets drunk, he will show off to others, saying that his greatest honor in this life is not his great achievements, let alone his position as governor. It is having two women in his life.
One is his beloved wife, the other is the apple of his eye.
At first, the King of Shu passed through Hubei and fell in love with his daughter. However, he was ridiculed by Li Dehui with a gun and a stick, and the King of Shu was so angry that he threw away his sleeves.
This shows Li Dehui’s love for his family.
Now, hearing Lu Heng praise his daughter for her good looks, Li Dehui chuckled and nodded triumphantly.
Miss Li, who was standing there and bowing, heard Lu Heng's joking as if it was the first time they met, and felt a little grateful to Lu Heng for ignoring past grudges.
Lu Heng smiled, turned around, looked at Li Meng who was standing aside with a stern expression, blinked his eyes, and said with a smile: "Boy, you have good taste!"
Li Meng's handsome face suddenly turned red into a tomato. Miss Li, who was standing behind the desk, blushed even more with embarrassment. The two of them raised their heads in unison and exchanged glances, which made Li Dehui, who was standing next to Lu Heng, blush.
My cheeks were throbbing with pain.
Seeing that the daughter he had worked so hard to raise was about to leave with someone else, Li Dehui's heart was so cold.
The students beside them were all sensible people. After hearing these words, they also knew that Li Meng and Miss Li had been in love for a long time. After everyone sighed, their eyes showed envy and unwillingness.
Lu Heng smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, and patted Li Meng on the shoulder. Then he turned around, slowly stretched out his hand, and picked up the poem Li Meng had just written on the table.
The guests who were originally sighing in the venue, after seeing the scholar's indifferent expression and calm eyes, seemed to have an invisible and huge force that suppressed the restlessness in the entire venue.
These scholars, with awe in their hearts, involuntarily stopped shouting and held their breath. They secretly guessed in their hearts who this scholar with handsome appearance, extraordinary temperament and extraordinary aura was.
Just one action and one look can achieve such an effect. This group of literati and scholars, who are high-minded but low-handed, feel respectful and shut up.
On the side, Li Dehui felt the sudden change in the atmosphere, glanced at the respected literati, and couldn't help but admire in his heart.
This is the style of a great master!
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the scholar in green shirt with a calm expression. Even the author of the poem, Li Meng, looked at Lu Heng nervously.
At this moment, people seem to have an illusion.
The scholar standing there seemed to be a god. His nod or shake of the head could directly determine a person's success or failure, or even life or death.
Lu Heng, who admired the poem, naturally didn't know what the people watching were thinking.
He was just reading this poem: "The high threshold and dangerous eaves are as powerful as flying, and the lonely clouds and wild waters are leaning on each other. The green mountains will remain as they were forever, when will the yellow crane go and not return? The bank reflects half of the city of Xizhou, and the smoke of Nanpu trees will fade.
.I know that Yu Ke has no reason to see, and the messenger in the sky is affectionate towards Luo Hui!"
This poem describes the beautiful scenery of the Yellow Crane Tower, but the Yellow Crane and the immortal cannot be seen, which makes me feel quite regretful and melancholy. In the poem, Yu Ke originally refers to the Yellow Crane Immortal. But at this time, the scene has a different look.
the taste of.
"What a poem!" Lu Heng shook the poem in his hand, with a smile of approval in his eyes, and nodded lightly in praise.
On the side, Li Meng finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the sound. He raised his sleeves and wiped the sweat on his forehead. He looked at Lu Heng with eyes filled with gratitude.
The surrounding students who were watching, after hearing this good poem by Lu Heng, were not entangled in their hearts. After looking at each other, they all nodded and praised this poem as indeed a good poem.
Lu Heng held the poem in his hand and smiled slightly. He raised his head and glanced at Li Shuangshuang behind the desk, handed the poem to Miss Li, and said with a smile: "Li Zhuangyuan's true love, Miss Li must not let down
That’s it!”
Li Shuangshuang blushed when he heard the words, hummed slightly, and shyly took the poem. Then, he raised his head and secretly glanced at Li Meng beside him, his eyes full of joy.
At this moment, a former scribe from Taiyuan among the onlookers recognized Lu Heng.
He stared at Lu Heng excitedly for a long time until he was sure in his heart. Excited, the scribe pointed at Lu Heng excitedly and shouted loudly: "Ah, I remember, you, you are Mr. Lu,
The current emperor's division, the conscripted marshal, Mr. Lu!"
"What?"
"What did he just say, Imperial Master? Marshal?"
"This person is actually the Emperor's Master?"
One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and after the scribe shouted out, the students around him immediately went into a panic.
A group of people turned their heads in horror, looking at the scholar standing in front of the desk with a smile like a boy next door, their eyes full of disbelief.
After a while, another person's eyes lit up and he pointed at Lu Heng. He was so excited that he didn't even dare to say anything: "Yes, he is Lu Heng. Lu Yongzheng was the emperor's master. I was lucky enough to be in Jiangning."
I will definitely not admit my mistake once I have met the Imperial Master!