Immortal of Book and Sword

Chapter 69: farce

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"About how many people are there?" Wang Song asked nervously with trembling legs and feet.

"There are probably five or six hundred people." The yamen servant thought for a while and said. But he comforted Wang Song, Chen Guhong said: "Two gentlemen, don't worry, there are sixty yamen servants in the yamen, who are strong enough to protect the two well-rounded men."

"That can't be done." Wang Song shook his head like a rattle, and said, "I'll call a hundred slaves before I go."

"There's no need for such a big fight, right? It's not for arguing." Chen Guhong smiled wryly. According to his current skill, even thousands of people are fearless.

"If you don't make enough preparations, who will you turn to if you lose money?" Wang Song rolled his eyes, ignored Chen Guhong's dissuasion from the yamen servant, and called a servant beside him to go home.

There is a part of the house in the slave city of the Wang family, and most of them are farming outside the city. It took half an hour to shout and drink, and half an hour later, Chen Guhong, Wang Song, and the yamen servants rushed to the yamen surrounded by a hundred slaves.

After arriving at the scene, Wang Song was dumbfounded. There is a sea of people outside this yamen, not only five hundred, but a thousand people, right? Could it be that everyone in Chengyang County is on holiday today? These people don't have to work

Wang Song complained in his heart, looked at the yamen servant with crying eyes and said, "Didn't you say there are only five or six hundred people?"

"Wang Xianggong was delayed for half an hour, of course more and more people gathered." The yamen servant smiled wryly.

"Then let's go." Wang Song flinched and retreated.

"We are not afraid of the slanting shadow, why should we be afraid of this and that?" Chen Guhong said indifferently, and then walked with his head held high, his whole body full of heroic spirit, forcing a way out of the way.

Wang Song could only bite the bullet and led a hundred slaves to follow.

"Ah, who is it, with such great strength."

"Is it Chen Guhong? And Wang Song?" A group of people turned their backs on their backs, everyone recognized Chen Guhong and Wang Song, and their eyes burst into flames.

"Who wants to do it?"

Fortunately, the hundred house slaves brought by Wang Song were also strong and strong. They rolled up their sleeves and blocked the crowd with a burst of fierceness. Chen Guhong, Wang Song, and the yamen servants arrived in front of the county yamen smoothly.

I saw the yamen servants lined up in three rows in front of the county government office, blocking the crowd nervously, while Ma Zhong, the county magistrate, watched with a livid face. Many children stood opposite Ma Zhong, and the crowd was excited.

"Calm down first, and call your family members to go home and wait for the news. I will naturally come up with real evidence later, which will justify Chen Guhong's status as a scholar."

Ma Zhong wished he could slap him and make these troublesome children turn their backs on their backs, but he had to swallow his anger in the face of this situation.

"Hmph? Believe me correctly, what's the point of being correct? I admit that Chen Guhong is very good at composing poems, but he is like rubbish when writing essays. After taking the exam for seven or eight years, he is still a child. Why did he pass this year?"

"That's right, it's weird. We saw it with our own eyes that day. He entered the examination room and searched him a hundred times lighter than us. He drank tea when he wrote the essay, and he finished the essay with a cup of tea. This is not you dog Official care, how to explain it?"

"Dog officer, dog officer!"

In the Tianyun Dynasty, the imperial examinations were used to select scholars, and the children could see the officials without worshiping, so they were very confident. What's more, the 170 or 80 children gathered at the scene are naturally full of momentum.

Some of the bloody ones even scolded.

Ma Zhong's face turned green, and he wrote down those few, thinking, "When I settle the score after the autumn, you will lose your family and property by playing, and let you know what a county magistrate who ruins his home is."

At this time, Ma Zhong also regretted a little. He had done a little too much in the examination room. But he still has confidence, because there is really no problem with Chen Guhong's article, and he did not disclose the exam questions.

At this time, Chen Guhong squeezed in. All the students thought that Chen Guhong and Wang Song cheated and robbed them of their fame as scholars. It is needless to mention that scholars can achieve fame and fame.

The enemy was extremely jealous when they met, and immediately turned his fiery eyes from the county magistrate to Chen Guhong and the two, and the vicious scolding was even more endless.

"What a Chen Guhong, you still dare to come to see us?"

"You gentle scum, you shit among scholars."

"Chen Guhong, you bastard, see if I'm not skinning you today."

All the students cursed loudly, and even some of them rushed forward, intending to strip off the clothes of Chen Guhong and Wang Song. In their eyes, the clothes of the students were extremely eye-catching.

"Shit!"

Wang Song was timid outside, but he was courageous when he came here. Hearing the filthy language, he suddenly became angry and cursed: "You bastards, what are you talking about scholars, what are you talking about? Gentle scum. Back then In terms of the power of the Wu family, if you don't even tie up with Gu Hong, you guys are just crooked onions, why are you talking about walking upright and sitting upright?"

Wang Song's voice was loud, and he scolded fiercely, which immediately frightened the group of children. After scolding, Wang Song still couldn't let go of his hatred, found a few familiar faces in his childhood, and scolded: "And you, we grew up together and worshiped under the same teacher's classmate, you didn't know each other back then That's all, now that Gu Hong is selected as a scholar, he is jealous and comes to tear down the stage. You are not only disloyal, but also shameless."

Qian Fei, Fei Yuan, Jin Feihong, Wu Yan and other students were there.

Looking at them, such a good-tempered person like Chen Guhong was a little bit aggrieved, "I think back then when I was looking for people to make friends with each other, even when I was desperate, I never lured little ghosts into your purple mansion. I am worthy of you, but I called you The current demolition is over."

Hearing Wang Song's scolding, Qian Fei, Fei Yuan, Jin Feihong, Wu Yan and others were ashamed for a while, and planned to hide in the crowd, but I thought I was right today.

Fei Yuan took a step forward, straightened his back, and said shamelessly: "Chen Guhong, don't get involved with the Wu family. We don't associate with you, it's because of your character. Otherwise, all the children in the city In the end, you found two eight or nine-year-old children to marry you? The eyes of the masses are discerning, and scholars are even more discerning."

"That's right, your character is worthy of walking through the county magistrate's back door. Only by kneeling down and licking the dog official's toes can you pass the exam for that talented gentleman."

In front of the interests, even the brothers would roll up their sleeves to scold each other, or even scuffle, not to mention the classmates who have already torn their faces. Qian Fei chimed in.

"That's right, Chen Guhong, you have a bad character, a gentle scum."

"Chen Guhong, get out of Chengyang County."

"Chen Guhong, scholars all over the city condemn you, you are a scum, a scum, a scum."

"Chen Guhong, you might as well just bump your head to death, so as not to be ashamed of living in this world."

The scolding was loudly sung, and the scholars scolded even more fiercely.

"Damn it, damn it!" Wang Song hopped his feet, trembling all over, and cursed loudly, but his fists were hard to beat with four hands, and his cursing skills were considered good, but this time he was unable to support himself, and his momentum gradually weakened.