damn it!
On the other side, the two desks of scholars from Fengming Academy and Hanshan Academy burst out laughing when they saw this scene, and started making sarcastic comments about Li Mu and Zheng Cunjian.
Soon, someone walked up and wrote a poem—
This is the first poem selected tonight.
This kind of thing has happened before. Some poor people thought hard and prepared poems and essays, hoping to win the favor of flower lords so that they could become famous. Otherwise, literati and oirans were born to be entangled. Today's Western Qin The empire's Young Master Wen Zongbin was rumored to have been favored by Gongsun, the courtesan of Qincheng, and he started his legendary counterattack from a poor scholar. This way of becoming famous has also been imitated by many literati, with varying results.
Zheng Cunjian couldn't figure out what Li Mu meant by this. In his impression, this man had never been a good-tempered man who wouldn't fight back or scold him. He must have some agenda, so he suppressed his temper and stood aside. Sitting.
"Damn it, didn't the insider say that the title of tonight's poem is Yong Yue?"
This damn thing can absorb hatred and be ridiculed
Seeing that neither Li Mu nor Zheng Cunjian refuted, the five or six young people at the next table became even more unscrupulous.
The tables and chairs in the Wen Shengzhai Hall can usually seat about eight people. The table for Li Mu and Li Mu is slightly smaller in area, but it is one of the best-positioned tables. With these six people sitting on it, it suddenly seemed crowded and made people feel uncomfortable. There is no interest at all.
Li Mu was immediately confused.
The time for Hua Xiangrong Hua to open the windows has arrived.
The dark-faced scholar with a hooked nose also clapped his folding fan, stood up, and said in a cold voice: "Last time it was because you knew the title of the poem in advance and were well prepared. I accidentally missed it, and tonight I will spend all my time opening the window to do the poem." Yes, I will definitely trample you under my feet."
Li Mu almost felt like he was shot while lying down. It wasn't me who said I was talented, it was Zheng Cunjian who was the sycophant... Moreover, even if it was me who said that I was in the way of you guys, why should I just mock you?
Soon, someone walked up and wrote a poem—
The tables and chairs in the Wen Shengzhai Hall can usually seat about eight people. The table for Li Mu and Li Mu is slightly smaller in area, but it is one of the best-positioned tables. With these six people sitting on it, it suddenly seemed crowded and made people feel uncomfortable. There is no interest at all.
The person who wrote the poem was the shabby and shabby man Li Mu saw before. After finishing writing, he laughed loudly and threw the pen to the ground, with a free and easy attitude as if his fame was like a floating cloud.
Li Mu almost felt like he was shot while lying down. It wasn't me who said I was talented, it was Zheng Cunjian who was the sycophant... Moreover, even if it was me who said that I was in the way of you guys, why should I just mock you?
"Damn Mr. Zhang Gui, you cheated me of ten taels of silver. It's so hateful. There's no chance this time."
"Really? Liu, I'm afraid you don't have that ability." The short winter melon scholar from Hanshan Academy immediately helped.
For a moment, Li Mu wanted to pull back, but after thinking about it, he decided to let it go. Today he came to visit prostitutes... Oh, no, he came to see beautiful women. There was no need to make a fuss over such a trivial matter.
There was a man among them, not to mention wearing rags, but also a little unkempt. His eyes were shining, staring at a location on the third floor of the attic, like a jackal staring at its prey, looking impatient.
"It's really pitiful for someone like Lin Qiu Shui to scold him so hard that he doesn't dare to raise his head."
Zheng Cunjian on the side narrowed his eyes slightly.
Finally, the song and dance ended, and it was time for the much-anticipated moment tonight—
Liu Muyang from Fengming Academy saw Li Mu's smile and snorted coldly, saying: "You brat, why are you laughing? I was scolded just now and you didn't even dare to fart, so you still have the nerve to laugh here? You are really ignorant and ignorant. , shameless."
Zheng Cunjian on the side narrowed his eyes slightly.
In Chang'an City, there were many people who dared to mock him, but they definitely did not include the people at the next table.
"It is indeed a good poem. The names of places and people are consistent, and the idea is unique."
Zheng Cunjian couldn't figure out what Li Mu meant by this. In his impression, this man had never been a good-tempered man who wouldn't fight back or scold him. He must have some agenda, so he suppressed his temper and stood aside. Sitting.
This kind of thing has happened before. Some poor people thought hard and prepared poems and essays, hoping to win the favor of flower lords so that they could become famous. Otherwise, literati and oirans were born to be entangled. Today's Western Qin The empire's Young Master Wen Zongbin was rumored to have been favored by Gongsun, the courtesan of Qincheng, and he started his legendary counterattack from a poor scholar. This way of becoming famous has also been imitated by many literati, with varying results.
However, Li Mu did not retort, and he could not overstep his authority. However, Zheng Cunjian kept the faces of these people in his heart. After today's incident, he would slowly settle the accounts with these unscrupulous people. He just slapped a flattery on the horse's hoof, and he must not let it go. The name of "Black-hearted Scholar" is not for nothing.
The already bustling hall on the first floor of Wenshengzhai immediately became more and more noisy.
After a moment, I came to a conclusion, and news came from the third floor. This "Beauty Poetry" was actually selected. It caught the favor of everyone in Hua Xiang Rong Hua. The maid dried the ink on it, and then hung it high. On the second floor.
There was a man among them, not to mention wearing rags, but also a little unkempt. His eyes were shining, staring at a location on the third floor of the attic, like a jackal staring at its prey, looking impatient.
Soon, another sneer came from the side, from another direction, and someone said in a strange way: "Haha, is Hanshan Academy great? The last time the empire opened a subject, how many people were admitted to Hanshan Academy? Are there more people than I, Fengming Academy?"
Some of Hua Xiangrong's 'fans' were extremely indignant towards this crazy student who was insinuating that Hua Xiangrong was serving everyone with her beauty. Some of them were so impulsive that they wanted to have their fill of old fists. Only this crazy student, Laughing loudly, standing behind the desk with a look of disdain and ridicule.
Seeing that neither Li Mu nor Zheng Cunjian refuted, the five or six young people at the next table became even more unscrupulous.
These are the scholars of the Western Qin Empire who cursed loudly in brothels. In the future, the empire can still count on such people to be officials and patrol the common people
Seeing that neither Li Mu nor Zheng Cunjian refuted, the five or six young people at the next table became even more unscrupulous.
There was an immediate exclamation in the hall.
Zheng Cunjian on the side narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Really? Liu, I'm afraid you don't have that ability." The short winter melon scholar from Hanshan Academy immediately helped.
Some of Hua Xiangrong's 'fans' were extremely indignant towards this crazy student who was insinuating that Hua Xiangrong was serving everyone with her beauty. Some of them were so impulsive that they wanted to have their fill of old fists. Only this crazy student, Laughing loudly, standing behind the desk with a look of disdain and ridicule.
A group of people from Fengming Academy gave up and stood up and started talking.
"It's really pitiful for someone like Lin Qiu Shui to scold him so hard that he doesn't dare to raise his head."
"Haha, you are smart enough to humiliate yourself by not retorting. Do you know who is sitting next to me?" A short and fat scholar, as big as a short winter melon, sneered and said: "Beside me This person is the chief of Hanshan Academy in Chang'an City. He is truly unparalleled in talent. This year, when the Empire opens its subjects, he is destined to be a high school Jinshi. Hehe, on Liufang Street, you don't know the literature of Senior Brother Lin Qiushui. name?"
"Haha, you are smart enough to humiliate yourself by not retorting. Do you know who is sitting next to me?" A short and fat scholar, as big as a short winter melon, sneered and said: "Beside me This person is the chief of Hanshan Academy in Chang'an City. He is truly unparalleled in talent. This year, when the Empire opens its subjects, he is destined to be a high school Jinshi. Hehe, on Liufang Street, you don't know the literature of Senior Brother Lin Qiushui. name?"
Hearing this, Lin Qiu Shui slapped the table, stood up, and said, "Does Fengming Academy dare to compare with Hanshan Academy in the ranking of the imperial examinations? Liu Muyang, you were my defeated opponent in the last poetry meeting. How dare you compare with me?" Dare you say something rude?"
Zheng Cunjian couldn't figure out what Li Mu meant by this. In his impression, this man had never been a good-tempered man who wouldn't fight back or scold him. He must have some agenda, so he suppressed his temper and stood aside. Sitting.
The already bustling hall on the first floor of Wenshengzhai immediately became more and more noisy.
Li Mu was immediately confused.
The young man with a fair face and rich clothes who spoke first raised his head proudly when he heard the words, for fear that others would not know that he was the chief of Hanshan Academy.
"It's really pitiful for someone like Lin Qiu Shui to scold him so hard that he doesn't dare to raise his head."
Several other young people at the same table were dressed the same as the short, fat winter melon, and had the same clothes. They must all be scholars from the so-called Hanshan Academy.
Zheng Cunjian on the side narrowed his eyes slightly.
You can get scolded if you just smile casually. When I went out today, did I not count my almanac or wash my face? Unknowingly, I came out with a mocking face
A group of scholars looked at Li Mu with eyes filled with contempt.
Li Mu shook his head.
Several other young people at the same table were dressed the same as the short, fat winter melon, and had the same clothes. They must all be scholars from the so-called Hanshan Academy.
Crash.
If you look closely, you will see that this man's legs are actually shaking under his loose robe. It is obvious that he is acting. Although his acting skills are good, he is much less courageous.
The verbal exchanges between the two groups of scholars attracted the attention of many people, and two Mamasang, who were in charge of order, came over to comfort them.
Several other young people at the same table were dressed the same as the short, fat winter melon, and had the same clothes. They must all be scholars from the so-called Hanshan Academy.
When Zheng Cunjian heard this, his expression changed slightly but he didn't say anything.
Damn it, I was hit by an arrow while lying down again.
The dark-faced scholar with a hooked nose also clapped his folding fan, stood up, and said in a cold voice: "Last time it was because you knew the title of the poem in advance and were well prepared. I accidentally missed it, and tonight I will spend all my time opening the window to do the poem." Yes, I will definitely trample you under my feet."
After knowing the identity of the other party, Li Mu got angry and started to feel bad. He did not have an attack but continued to sit expressionlessly.
"Damn it, didn't the insider say that the title of tonight's poem is Yong Yue?"
Hanshan Academy is quite powerful in Chang'an Prefecture. It has produced some nobles, bureaucrats and local princes. Moreover, the academies in this world are not only about reading, but also about the six arts of a gentleman. Scholars also learn martial arts. Excellent disciples trained by Hanshan Academy , it can be said that all of them are both civil and military.
On the other side, the two desks of scholars from Fengming Academy and Hanshan Academy burst out laughing when they saw this scene, and started making sarcastic comments about Li Mu and Zheng Cunjian.
Zheng Cunjian on the side narrowed his eyes slightly.
A group of scholars looked at Li Mu with eyes filled with contempt.
For a moment, Li Mu wanted to pull back, but after thinking about it, he decided to let it go. Today he came to visit prostitutes... Oh, no, he came to see beautiful women. There was no need to make a fuss over such a trivial matter.
In Chang'an City, there were many people who dared to mock him, but they definitely did not include the people at the next table.
In the entire hall, and even in the private rooms on the second floor, people from all walks of life couldn't hold it any longer.
Some other guests in the hall also looked at Li Mu and Li Mu with pity, sympathy, disdain and contempt. They probably thought that these two people were poor scholars from where they came from or ordinary people with no power. People want to take advantage of the flower window to come and gain fame.
To Li Mu's left hand side, there were six or seven young scholars sitting. The one who spoke was a tall, thin scholar with a dark face, a hooked nose, sharp eyebrows, and habitually squinting his eyes, giving him a sinister air. , judging by his clothes, he should be from another academy, which is naturally the Fengming Academy he mentioned.
However, Zheng Cunjian didn't particularly take these things to heart.
When Li Mu saw and heard such scenes, he couldn't help but become curious about Hua Xiangrong from Wen Shengzhai.
The person who wrote the poem was the shabby and shabby man Li Mu saw before. After finishing writing, he laughed loudly and threw the pen to the ground, with a free and easy attitude as if his fame was like a floating cloud.
Someone cursed angrily.
Some people looked distressed and disappointed, because the finished poems they had prepared so hard and asked for from various places were completely different from the poem titles announced to everyone tonight. If you don't get it on the table, if you take it out and you'll be laughed at, that's it.
There was a man among them, not to mention wearing rags, but also a little unkempt. His eyes were shining, staring at a location on the third floor of the attic, like a jackal staring at its prey, looking impatient.
A beautiful mamasang stood at the staircase on the second floor with a genuine smile.
When Li Mu saw this, he couldn't help but laugh.
There was an immediate exclamation in the hall.
He wants to punish someone, and he has many means. When the time comes, these scholars will die in the smelly sewer, and no one knows how they died.
If you look closely, you will see that this man's legs are actually shaking under his loose robe. It is obvious that he is acting. Although his acting skills are good, he is much less courageous.
"There is a beautiful woman in the southern country, her face is as beautiful as a peach and plum. She looks into the bright mirror in the morning and leans against the rouge window at night. The customs of the times value beauty, who can tell the truth? Looking down at the end of the year, it is difficult to rely on glory for a long time."
"It's really pitiful for someone like Lin Qiu Shui to scold him so hard that he doesn't dare to raise his head."
This kind of thing has happened before. Some poor people thought hard and prepared poems and essays, hoping to win the favor of flower lords so that they could become famous. Otherwise, literati and oirans were born to be entangled. Today's Western Qin The empire's Young Master Wen Zongbin was rumored to have been favored by Gongsun, the courtesan of Qincheng, and he started his legendary counterattack from a poor scholar. This way of becoming famous has also been imitated by many literati, with varying results.
Five or six figures immediately crowded around Li Mu and Zheng Cunjian.
A beautiful mamasang stood at the staircase on the second floor with a genuine smile.
Hearing this, Lin Qiu Shui slapped the table, stood up, and said, "Does Fengming Academy dare to compare with Hanshan Academy in the ranking of the imperial examinations? Liu Muyang, you were my defeated opponent in the last poetry meeting. How dare you compare with me?" Dare you say something rude?"
Soon, another sneer came from the side, from another direction, and someone said in a strange way: "Haha, is Hanshan Academy great? The last time the empire opened a subject, how many people were admitted to Hanshan Academy? Are there more people than I, Fengming Academy?"
The dark-faced scholar with a hooked nose also clapped his folding fan, stood up, and said in a cold voice: "Last time it was because you knew the title of the poem in advance and were well prepared. I accidentally missed it, and tonight I will spend all my time opening the window to do the poem." Yes, I will definitely trample you under my feet."
"There is a beautiful woman in the southern country, her face is as beautiful as a peach and plum. She looks into the bright mirror in the morning and leans against the rouge window at night. The customs of the times value beauty, who can tell the truth? Looking down at the end of the year, it is difficult to rely on glory for a long time."
The dark-faced scholar with a hooked nose also clapped his folding fan, stood up, and said in a cold voice: "Last time it was because you knew the title of the poem in advance and were well prepared. I accidentally missed it, and tonight I will spend all my time opening the window to do the poem." Yes, I will definitely trample you under my feet."
damn it!
A group of people from Fengming Academy gave up and stood up and started talking.
There was an immediate exclamation in the hall.
To Li Mu's left hand side, there were six or seven young scholars sitting. The one who spoke was a tall, thin scholar with a dark face, a hooked nose, sharp eyebrows, and habitually squinting his eyes, giving him a sinister air. , judging by his clothes, he should be from another academy, which is naturally the Fengming Academy he mentioned.
"Forget it, let's not talk about him. He is just an insignificant person. Everyone, let's concentrate on thinking about what kind of work we should use to win the favor of everyone."
"Damn it, didn't the insider say that the title of tonight's poem is Yong Yue?"
There were all kinds of discussions around.
When Li Mu saw and heard such scenes, he couldn't help but become curious about Hua Xiangrong from Wen Shengzhai.
"Damn Mr. Zhang Gui, you cheated me of ten taels of silver. It's so hateful. There's no chance this time."
Hearing this, Lin Qiu Shui slapped the table, stood up, and said, "Does Fengming Academy dare to compare with Hanshan Academy in the ranking of the imperial examinations? Liu Muyang, you were my defeated opponent in the last poetry meeting. How dare you compare with me?" Dare you say something rude?"
"The title of Hua's poem today is two words - woman. Please take this as the title and express your thoughts."
"Damn it, didn't the insider say that the title of tonight's poem is Yong Yue?"
In Chang'an City, there were many people who dared to mock him, but they definitely did not include the people at the next table.
"It's really pitiful for someone like Lin Qiu Shui to scold him so hard that he doesn't dare to raise his head."
The dark-faced scholar with a hooked nose also clapped his folding fan, stood up, and said in a cold voice: "Last time it was because you knew the title of the poem in advance and were well prepared. I accidentally missed it, and tonight I will spend all my time opening the window to do the poem." Yes, I will definitely trample you under my feet."
The dark-faced scholar with a hooked nose also clapped his folding fan, stood up, and said in a cold voice: "Last time it was because you knew the title of the poem in advance and were well prepared. I accidentally missed it, and tonight I will spend all my time opening the window to do the poem." Yes, I will definitely trample you under my feet."
Some of Hua Xiangrong's 'fans' were extremely indignant towards this crazy student who was insinuating that Hua Xiangrong was serving everyone with her beauty. Some of them were so impulsive that they wanted to have their fill of old fists. Only this crazy student, Laughing loudly, standing behind the desk with a look of disdain and ridicule.
These are the scholars of the Western Qin Empire who cursed loudly in brothels. In the future, the empire can still count on such people to be officials and patrol the common people
After knowing the identity of the other party, Li Mu got angry and started to feel bad. He did not have an attack but continued to sit expressionlessly.
"It is indeed a good poem. The names of places and people are consistent, and the idea is unique."
"Damn it, didn't the insider say that the title of tonight's poem is Yong Yue?"
"Really? Liu, I'm afraid you don't have that ability." The short winter melon scholar from Hanshan Academy immediately helped.
"Really? Liu, I'm afraid you don't have that ability." The short winter melon scholar from Hanshan Academy immediately helped.
The verbal exchanges between the two groups of scholars attracted the attention of many people, and two Mamasang, who were in charge of order, came over to comfort them.
Finally, the song and dance ended, and it was time for the much-anticipated moment tonight—
"That is, in the future, as a human being, you must not be as hopeless as this coward. When someone scolds someone, he does not dare to retaliate."
When Li Mu saw and heard such scenes, he couldn't help but become curious about Hua Xiangrong from Wen Shengzhai.
Today, there are many scribes in ordinary clothes standing in the hall, eagerly awaiting the arrival of the window opening time.
Crash.
"I also heard that it's Zanmei..."
Li Mu was immediately confused.
A group of people from Fengming Academy gave up and stood up and started talking.
"It is indeed a good poem. The names of places and people are consistent, and the idea is unique."
The verbal exchanges between the two groups of scholars attracted the attention of many people, and two Mamasang, who were in charge of order, came over to comfort them.
"There is a beautiful woman in the southern country, her face is as beautiful as a peach and plum. She looks into the bright mirror in the morning and leans against the rouge window at night. The customs of the times value beauty, who can tell the truth? Looking down at the end of the year, it is difficult to rely on glory for a long time."
When Li Mu saw this, he couldn't help but laugh.
The already bustling hall on the first floor of Wenshengzhai immediately became more and more noisy.
After a moment, I came to a conclusion, and news came from the third floor. This "Beauty Poetry" was actually selected. It caught the favor of everyone in Hua Xiang Rong Hua. The maid dried the ink on it, and then hung it high. On the second floor.
Liu Muyang from Fengming Academy saw Li Mu's smile and snorted coldly, saying: "You brat, why are you laughing? I was scolded just now and you didn't even dare to fart, so you still have the nerve to laugh here? You are really ignorant and ignorant. , shameless."
Finally, the song and dance ended, and it was time for the much-anticipated moment tonight—
The verbal exchanges between the two groups of scholars attracted the attention of many people, and two Mamasang, who were in charge of order, came over to comfort them.
After a moment, I came to a conclusion, and news came from the third floor. This "Beauty Poetry" was actually selected. It caught the favor of everyone in Hua Xiang Rong Hua. The maid dried the ink on it, and then hung it high. On the second floor.
A beautiful mamasang stood at the staircase on the second floor with a genuine smile.
This woman has great influence, just like those super female stars on the earth. No, those female stars don't have such great charm. She opens the window three times a month. On the opening day, she can cause Chang'an to There is a commotion among celebrities and aristocrats in the city. These people can still be seen in the hall. Those high-status people in the private rooms on the second floor who have not shown up are probably preparing more and spending a lot of money.
Whether the poem is good or bad, I don’t care for the moment, but this dear friend is really a great writer.
After knowing the identity of the other party, Li Mu got angry and started to feel bad. He did not have an attack but continued to sit expressionlessly.
Li Mu almost felt like he was shot while lying down. It wasn't me who said I was talented, it was Zheng Cunjian who was the sycophant... Moreover, even if it was me who said that I was in the way of you guys, why should I just mock you?
When Li Mu saw this, he couldn't help but laugh.
There was an immediate exclamation in the hall.
Soon, another sneer came from the side, from another direction, and someone said in a strange way: "Haha, is Hanshan Academy great? The last time the empire opened a subject, how many people were admitted to Hanshan Academy? Are there more people than I, Fengming Academy?"
For a moment, Li Mu wanted to pull back, but after thinking about it, he decided to let it go. Today he came to visit prostitutes... Oh, no, he came to see beautiful women. There was no need to make a fuss over such a trivial matter.
The person who wrote the poem was the shabby and shabby man Li Mu saw before. After finishing writing, he laughed loudly and threw the pen to the ground, with a free and easy attitude as if his fame was like a floating cloud.
However, Zheng Cunjian didn't particularly take these things to heart.
Li Mu was originally furious, and his temper was almost uncontrollable, but looking at the clothes of these men, they were clearly disciples of the Tianjian Martial Arts School, and they seemed to be elite disciples among the elite. They were wearing red flame soft armor and were made of precious materials. Han, and each of the six people was of high strength, but judging from their appearance, they did not know Li Mu. It was obvious that these people were not present when Li Mu overturned the Tianjian Martial Arts Hall.
The already bustling hall on the first floor of Wenshengzhai immediately became more and more noisy.
When Li Mu saw and heard such scenes, he couldn't help but become curious about Hua Xiangrong from Wen Shengzhai.
These are the scholars of the Western Qin Empire who cursed loudly in brothels. In the future, the empire can still count on such people to be officials and patrol the common people
Hearing this, Lin Qiu Shui slapped the table, stood up, and said, "Does Fengming Academy dare to compare with Hanshan Academy in the ranking of the imperial examinations? Liu Muyang, you were my defeated opponent in the last poetry meeting. How dare you compare with me?" Dare you say something rude?"
Zheng Cunjian couldn't figure out what Li Mu meant by this. In his impression, this man had never been a good-tempered man who wouldn't fight back or scold him. He must have some agenda, so he suppressed his temper and stood aside. Sitting.
There were all kinds of discussions around.
When Li Mu saw and heard such scenes, he couldn't help but become curious about Hua Xiangrong from Wen Shengzhai.
When the others saw it, they immediately became jealous.
The dark-faced scholar with a hooked nose also clapped his folding fan, stood up, and said in a cold voice: "Last time it was because you knew the title of the poem in advance and were well prepared. I accidentally missed it, and tonight I will spend all my time opening the window to do the poem." Yes, I will definitely trample you under my feet."
Liu Muyang from Fengming Academy saw Li Mu's smile and snorted coldly, saying: "You brat, why are you laughing? I was scolded just now and you didn't even dare to fart, so you still have the nerve to laugh here? You are really ignorant and ignorant. , shameless."
A beautiful mamasang stood at the staircase on the second floor with a genuine smile.
"Humph, although the poem is good, it is too arrogant. It insinuates that people's beauty will not last long. How can it be selected?"
"That is, in the future, as a human being, you must not be as hopeless as this coward. When someone scolds someone, he does not dare to retaliate."
"What a poem." Someone in the crowd praised.
Several other young people at the same table were dressed the same as the short, fat winter melon, and had the same clothes. They must all be scholars from the so-called Hanshan Academy.
damn it!
"Exactly."
"It's really pitiful for someone like Lin Qiu Shui to scold him so hard that he doesn't dare to raise his head."
Ah
"Damn it, didn't the insider say that the title of tonight's poem is Yong Yue?"
When the others saw it, they immediately became jealous.
The dark-faced scholar with a hooked nose also clapped his folding fan, stood up, and said in a cold voice: "Last time it was because you knew the title of the poem in advance and were well prepared. I accidentally missed it, and tonight I will spend all my time opening the window to do the poem." Yes, I will definitely trample you under my feet."
This damn thing can absorb hatred and be ridiculed
"I also heard that it's Zanmei..."
A group of people from Fengming Academy gave up and stood up and started talking.
In Chang'an City, there were many people who dared to mock him, but they definitely did not include the people at the next table.
"Forget it, let's not talk about him. He is just an insignificant person. Everyone, let's concentrate on thinking about what kind of work we should use to win the favor of everyone."
There was a man among them, not to mention wearing rags, but also a little unkempt. His eyes were shining, staring at a location on the third floor of the attic, like a jackal staring at its prey, looking impatient.
"There is a beautiful woman in the southern country, her face is as beautiful as a peach and plum. She looks into the bright mirror in the morning and leans against the rouge window at night. The customs of the times value beauty, who can tell the truth? Looking down at the end of the year, it is difficult to rely on glory for a long time."
This woman has great influence, just like those super female stars on the earth. No, those female stars don't have such great charm. She opens the window three times a month. On the opening day, she can cause Chang'an to There is a commotion among celebrities and aristocrats in the city. These people can still be seen in the hall. Those high-status people in the private rooms on the second floor who have not shown up are probably preparing more and spending a lot of money.
"Exactly."
Some people looked distressed and disappointed, because the finished poems they had prepared so hard and asked for from various places were completely different from the poem titles announced to everyone tonight. If you don't get it on the table, if you take it out and you'll be laughed at, that's it.
Zheng Cunjian couldn't figure out what Li Mu meant by this. In his impression, this man had never been a good-tempered man who wouldn't fight back or scold him. He must have some agenda, so he suppressed his temper and stood aside. Sitting.
A beautiful mamasang stood at the staircase on the second floor with a genuine smile.
There was an immediate exclamation in the hall.
There were all kinds of discussions around.
A group of scholars looked at Li Mu with eyes filled with contempt.
"There is a beautiful woman in the southern country, her face is as beautiful as a peach and plum. She looks into the bright mirror in the morning and leans against the rouge window at night. The customs of the times value beauty, who can tell the truth? Looking down at the end of the year, it is difficult to rely on glory for a long time."
The slovenly man smiled even more wildly and was led to a round table that had been prepared nearby. He sat down temporarily and was served with good wine and food.
Liu Muyang from Fengming Academy saw Li Mu's smile and snorted coldly, saying: "You brat, why are you laughing? I was scolded just now and you didn't even dare to fart, so you still have the nerve to laugh here? You are really ignorant and ignorant. , shameless."
The person in charge of Wen Shengzhai, Bai Xuan's mother, came out and said a few words, and then directly announced the opening of the window. Ten maids dressed in light green scholar uniforms and disguised as men came down from the third floor and came to the lobby on the first floor. In the middle, lined up, in front of each maid, there is a table with the four treasures of the study, pens, ink, paper and inkstones.
Ah
Some other guests in the hall also looked at Li Mu and Li Mu with pity, sympathy, disdain and contempt. They probably thought that these two people were poor scholars from where they came from or ordinary people with no power. People want to take advantage of the flower window to come and gain fame.
The verbal exchanges between the two groups of scholars attracted the attention of many people, and two Mamasang, who were in charge of order, came over to comfort them.
Li Mu was immediately confused.
Some people looked distressed and disappointed, because the finished poems they had prepared so hard and asked for from various places were completely different from the poem titles announced to everyone tonight. If you don't get it on the table, if you take it out and you'll be laughed at, that's it.
"The title of Hua's poem today is two words - woman. Please take this as the title and express your thoughts."
There was a man among them, not to mention wearing rags, but also a little unkempt. His eyes were shining, staring at a location on the third floor of the attic, like a jackal staring at its prey, looking impatient.
In the entire hall, and even in the private rooms on the second floor, people from all walks of life couldn't hold it any longer.
After knowing the identity of the other party, Li Mu got angry and started to feel bad. He did not have an attack but continued to sit expressionlessly.
This kind of thing has happened before. Some poor people thought hard and prepared poems and essays, hoping to win the favor of flower lords so that they could become famous. Otherwise, literati and oirans were born to be entangled. Today's Western Qin The empire's Young Master Wen Zongbin was rumored to have been favored by Gongsun, the courtesan of Qincheng, and he started his legendary counterattack from a poor scholar. This way of becoming famous has also been imitated by many literati, with varying results.
Damn it, I was hit by an arrow while lying down again.
Some people looked distressed and disappointed, because the finished poems they had prepared so hard and asked for from various places were completely different from the poem titles announced to everyone tonight. If you don't get it on the table, if you take it out and you'll be laughed at, that's it.
When Li Mu saw this, he couldn't help but laugh.
This damn thing can absorb hatred and be ridiculed
Finally, the song and dance ended, and it was time for the much-anticipated moment tonight—
There were all kinds of discussions around.
You can get scolded if you just smile casually. When I went out today, did I not count my almanac or wash my face? Unknowingly, I came out with a mocking face
There were all kinds of discussions around.
A group of people from Fengming Academy gave up and stood up and started talking.
"Humph, although the poem is good, it is too arrogant. It insinuates that people's beauty will not last long. How can it be selected?"
He was about to have an attack when suddenly there was a bang and someone slammed the table where Li Mu and Li Mu were sitting and said, "Boy, is there no one sitting here?" After saying that, without waiting for Li Mu's reply, he sat down directly and said, He called his companions, "No one is sitting here. Come and sit here."
When the others saw it, they immediately became jealous.
This woman has great influence, just like those super female stars on the earth. No, those female stars don't have such great charm. She opens the window three times a month. On the opening day, she can cause Chang'an to There is a commotion among celebrities and aristocrats in the city. These people can still be seen in the hall. Those high-status people in the private rooms on the second floor who have not shown up are probably preparing more and spending a lot of money.
Li Mu was originally furious, and his temper was almost uncontrollable, but looking at the clothes of these men, they were clearly disciples of the Tianjian Martial Arts School, and they seemed to be elite disciples among the elite. They were wearing red flame soft armor and were made of precious materials. Han, and each of the six people was of high strength, but judging from their appearance, they did not know Li Mu. It was obvious that these people were not present when Li Mu overturned the Tianjian Martial Arts Hall.
Crash.
Zheng Cunjian couldn't figure out what Li Mu meant by this. In his impression, this man had never been a good-tempered man who wouldn't fight back or scold him. He must have some agenda, so he suppressed his temper and stood aside. Sitting.
When Li Mu saw this, he couldn't help but laugh.
Some other guests in the hall also looked at Li Mu and Li Mu with pity, sympathy, disdain and contempt. They probably thought that these two people were poor scholars from where they came from or ordinary people with no power. People want to take advantage of the flower window to come and gain fame.
On the other side, the two desks of scholars from Fengming Academy and Hanshan Academy burst out laughing when they saw this scene, and started making sarcastic comments about Li Mu and Zheng Cunjian.
Someone cursed angrily.
When Li Mu saw and heard such scenes, he couldn't help but become curious about Hua Xiangrong from Wen Shengzhai.
Five or six figures immediately crowded around Li Mu and Zheng Cunjian.
"That is, in the future, as a human being, you must not be as hopeless as this coward. When someone scolds someone, he does not dare to retaliate."
"Haha, you are smart enough to humiliate yourself by not retorting. Do you know who is sitting next to me?" A short and fat scholar, as big as a short winter melon, sneered and said: "Beside me This person is the chief of Hanshan Academy in Chang'an City. He is truly unparalleled in talent. This year, when the Empire opens its subjects, he is destined to be a high school Jinshi. Hehe, on Liufang Street, you don't know the literature of Senior Brother Lin Qiushui. name?"
"That is, in the future, as a human being, you must not be as hopeless as this coward. When someone scolds someone, he does not dare to retaliate."
Li Mu was immediately confused.
Li Mu shook his head.
Ah
The tables and chairs in the Wen Shengzhai Hall can usually seat about eight people. The table for Li Mu and Li Mu is slightly smaller in area, but it is one of the best-positioned tables. With these six people sitting on it, it suddenly seemed crowded and made people feel uncomfortable. There is no interest at all.
The tables and chairs in the Wen Shengzhai Hall can usually seat about eight people. The table for Li Mu and Li Mu is slightly smaller in area, but it is one of the best-positioned tables. With these six people sitting on it, it suddenly seemed crowded and made people feel uncomfortable. There is no interest at all.
"Haha, you are smart enough to humiliate yourself by not retorting. Do you know who is sitting next to me?" A short and fat scholar, as big as a short winter melon, sneered and said: "Beside me This person is the chief of Hanshan Academy in Chang'an City. He is truly unparalleled in talent. This year, when the Empire opens its subjects, he is destined to be a high school Jinshi. Hehe, on Liufang Street, you don't know the literature of Senior Brother Lin Qiushui. name?"
Whether the poem is good or bad, I don’t care for the moment, but this dear friend is really a great writer.
"That is, in the future, as a human being, you must not be as hopeless as this coward. When someone scolds someone, he does not dare to retaliate."
After knowing the identity of the other party, Li Mu got angry and started to feel bad. He did not have an attack but continued to sit expressionlessly.
Whether the poem is good or bad, I don’t care for the moment, but this dear friend is really a great writer.
The verbal exchanges between the two groups of scholars attracted the attention of many people, and two Mamasang, who were in charge of order, came over to comfort them.
"What a poem." Someone in the crowd praised.
Li Mu was originally furious, and his temper was almost uncontrollable, but looking at the clothes of these men, they were clearly disciples of the Tianjian Martial Arts School, and they seemed to be elite disciples among the elite. They were wearing red flame soft armor and were made of precious materials. Han, and each of the six people was of high strength, but judging from their appearance, they did not know Li Mu. It was obvious that these people were not present when Li Mu overturned the Tianjian Martial Arts Hall.
Liu Muyang from Fengming Academy saw Li Mu's smile and snorted coldly, saying: "You brat, why are you laughing? I was scolded just now and you didn't even dare to fart, so you still have the nerve to laugh here? You are really ignorant and ignorant. , shameless."
When Li Mu saw this, he couldn't help but laugh.
After knowing the identity of the other party, Li Mu got angry and started to feel bad. He did not have an attack but continued to sit expressionlessly.
A group of scholars looked at Li Mu with eyes filled with contempt.
Finally, the song and dance ended, and it was time for the much-anticipated moment tonight—
"I also heard that it's Zanmei..."
On the other side, the two desks of scholars from Fengming Academy and Hanshan Academy burst out laughing when they saw this scene, and started making sarcastic comments about Li Mu and Zheng Cunjian.
This is the first poem selected tonight.
"Forget it, let's not talk about him. He is just an insignificant person. Everyone, let's concentrate on thinking about what kind of work we should use to win the favor of everyone."
Zheng Cunjian couldn't figure out what Li Mu meant by this. In his impression, this man had never been a good-tempered man who wouldn't fight back or scold him. He must have some agenda, so he suppressed his temper and stood aside. Sitting.
"Damn it, didn't the insider say that the title of tonight's poem is Yong Yue?"
This is the first poem selected tonight.
A group of people from Fengming Academy gave up and stood up and started talking.
A group of scholars looked at Li Mu with eyes filled with contempt.
"There is a beautiful woman in the southern country, her face is as beautiful as a peach and plum. She looks into the bright mirror in the morning and leans against the rouge window at night. The customs of the times value beauty, who can tell the truth? Looking down at the end of the year, it is difficult to rely on glory for a long time."
"That is, in the future, as a human being, you must not be as hopeless as this coward. When someone scolds someone, he does not dare to retaliate."
Soon, another sneer came from the side, from another direction, and someone said in a strange way: "Haha, is Hanshan Academy great? The last time the empire opened a subject, how many people were admitted to Hanshan Academy? Are there more people than I, Fengming Academy?"
"There is a beautiful woman in the southern country, her face is as beautiful as a peach and plum. She looks into the bright mirror in the morning and leans against the rouge window at night. The customs of the times value beauty, who can tell the truth? Looking down at the end of the year, it is difficult to rely on glory for a long time."
On the other side, the two desks of scholars from Fengming Academy and Hanshan Academy burst out laughing when they saw this scene, and started making sarcastic comments about Li Mu and Zheng Cunjian.
Some of Hua Xiangrong's 'fans' were extremely indignant towards this crazy student who was insinuating that Hua Xiangrong was serving everyone with her beauty. Some of them were so impulsive that they wanted to have their fill of old fists. Only this crazy student, Laughing loudly, standing behind the desk with a look of disdain and ridicule.
If you look closely, you will see that this man's legs are actually shaking under his loose robe. It is obvious that he is acting. Although his acting skills are good, he is much less courageous.
To Li Mu's left hand side, there were six or seven young scholars sitting. The one who spoke was a tall, thin scholar with a dark face, a hooked nose, sharp eyebrows, and habitually squinting his eyes, giving him a sinister air. , judging by his clothes, he should be from another academy, which is naturally the Fengming Academy he mentioned.
After knowing the identity of the other party, Li Mu got angry and started to feel bad. He did not have an attack but continued to sit expressionlessly.
Some other guests in the hall also looked at Li Mu and Li Mu with pity, sympathy, disdain and contempt. They probably thought that these two people were poor scholars from where they came from or ordinary people with no power. People want to take advantage of the flower window to come and gain fame.
He was about to have an attack when suddenly there was a bang and someone slammed the table where Li Mu and Li Mu were sitting and said, "Boy, is there no one sitting here?" After saying that, without waiting for Li Mu's reply, he sat down directly and said, He called his companions, "No one is sitting here. Come and sit here."
When Li Mu saw this, he couldn't help but laugh.
Li Mu was originally furious, and his temper was almost uncontrollable, but looking at the clothes of these men, they were clearly disciples of the Tianjian Martial Arts School, and they seemed to be elite disciples among the elite. They were wearing red flame soft armor and were made of precious materials. Han, and each of the six people was of high strength, but judging from their appearance, they did not know Li Mu. It was obvious that these people were not present when Li Mu overturned the Tianjian Martial Arts Hall.
After knowing the identity of the other party, Li Mu got angry and started to feel bad. He did not have an attack but continued to sit expressionlessly.
This kind of thing has happened before. Some poor people thought hard and prepared poems and essays, hoping to win the favor of flower lords so that they could become famous. Otherwise, literati and oirans were born to be entangled. Today's Western Qin The empire's Young Master Wen Zongbin was rumored to have been favored by Gongsun, the courtesan of Qincheng, and he started his legendary counterattack from a poor scholar. This way of becoming famous has also been imitated by many literati, with varying results.
There was an immediate exclamation in the hall.
Hanshan Academy is quite powerful in Chang'an Prefecture. It has produced some nobles, bureaucrats and local princes. Moreover, the academies in this world are not only about reading, but also about the six arts of a gentleman. Scholars also learn martial arts. Excellent disciples trained by Hanshan Academy , it can be said that all of them are both civil and military.
For a moment, Li Mu wanted to pull back, but after thinking about it, he decided to let it go. Today he came to visit prostitutes... Oh, no, he came to see beautiful women. There was no need to make a fuss over such a trivial matter.
Damn it, I was hit by an arrow while lying down again.
Today, there are many scribes in ordinary clothes standing in the hall, eagerly awaiting the arrival of the window opening time.
There were all kinds of discussions around.
The verbal exchanges between the two groups of scholars attracted the attention of many people, and two Mamasang, who were in charge of order, came over to comfort them.
Today, there are many scribes in ordinary clothes standing in the hall, eagerly awaiting the arrival of the window opening time.
Seeing that neither Li Mu nor Zheng Cunjian refuted, the five or six young people at the next table became even more unscrupulous.
Seeing that neither Li Mu nor Zheng Cunjian refuted, the five or six young people at the next table became even more unscrupulous.
"There is a beautiful woman in the southern country, her face is as beautiful as a peach and plum. She looks into the bright mirror in the morning and leans against the rouge window at night. The customs of the times value beauty, who can tell the truth? Looking down at the end of the year, it is difficult to rely on glory for a long time."
There was a man among them, not to mention wearing rags, but also a little unkempt. His eyes were shining, staring at a location on the third floor of the attic, like a jackal staring at its prey, looking impatient.
Liu Muyang from Fengming Academy saw Li Mu's smile and snorted coldly, saying: "You brat, why are you laughing? I was scolded just now and you didn't even dare to fart, so you still have the nerve to laugh here? You are really ignorant and ignorant. , shameless."
"Exactly."
"I also heard that it's Zanmei..."
Some other guests in the hall also looked at Li Mu and Li Mu with pity, sympathy, disdain and contempt. They probably thought that these two people were poor scholars from where they came from or ordinary people with no power. People want to take advantage of the flower window to come and gain fame.
Someone cursed angrily.
Some people looked distressed and disappointed, because the finished poems they had prepared so hard and asked for from various places were completely different from the poem titles announced to everyone tonight. If you don't get it on the table, if you take it out and you'll be laughed at, that's it.
Damn it, I was hit by an arrow while lying down again.
Finally, the song and dance ended, and it was time for the much-anticipated moment tonight—
A group of scholars looked at Li Mu with eyes filled with contempt.
To Li Mu's left hand side, there were six or seven young scholars sitting. The one who spoke was a tall, thin scholar with a dark face, a hooked nose, sharp eyebrows, and habitually squinting his eyes, giving him a sinister air. , judging by his clothes, he should be from another academy, which is naturally the Fengming Academy he mentioned.
There was a man among them, not to mention wearing rags, but also a little unkempt. His eyes were shining, staring at a location on the third floor of the attic, like a jackal staring at its prey, looking impatient.
"Exactly."
Zheng Cunjian couldn't figure out what Li Mu meant by this. In his impression, this man had never been a good-tempered man who wouldn't fight back or scold him. He must have some agenda, so he suppressed his temper and stood aside. Sitting.
There was an immediate exclamation in the hall.
The time for Hua Xiangrong Hua to open the windows has arrived.
The young man with a fair face and rich clothes who spoke first raised his head proudly when he heard the words, for fear that others would not know that he was the chief of Hanshan Academy.
You can get scolded if you just smile casually. When I went out today, did I not count my almanac or wash my face? Unknowingly, I came out with a mocking face
Li Mu was originally furious, and his temper was almost uncontrollable, but looking at the clothes of these men, they were clearly disciples of the Tianjian Martial Arts School, and they seemed to be elite disciples among the elite. They were wearing red flame soft armor and were made of precious materials. Han, and each of the six people was of high strength, but judging from their appearance, they did not know Li Mu. It was obvious that these people were not present when Li Mu overturned the Tianjian Martial Arts Hall.
This damn thing can absorb hatred and be ridiculed
A group of scholars looked at Li Mu with eyes filled with contempt.
"It is indeed a good poem. The names of places and people are consistent, and the idea is unique."
If you look closely, you will see that this man's legs are actually shaking under his loose robe. It is obvious that he is acting. Although his acting skills are good, he is much less courageous.
Finally, the song and dance ended, and it was time for the much-anticipated moment tonight—
In the entire hall, and even in the private rooms on the second floor, people from all walks of life couldn't hold it any longer.
"What a poem." Someone in the crowd praised.
The verbal exchanges between the two groups of scholars attracted the attention of many people, and two Mamasang, who were in charge of order, came over to comfort them.
There was a man among them, not to mention wearing rags, but also a little unkempt. His eyes were shining, staring at a location on the third floor of the attic, like a jackal staring at its prey, looking impatient.
Hearing this, Lin Qiu Shui slapped the table, stood up, and said, "Does Fengming Academy dare to compare with Hanshan Academy in the ranking of the imperial examinations? Liu Muyang, you were my defeated opponent in the last poetry meeting. How dare you compare with me?" Dare you say something rude?"
For a moment, Li Mu wanted to pull back, but after thinking about it, he decided to let it go. Today he came to visit prostitutes... Oh, no, he came to see beautiful women. There was no need to make a fuss over such a trivial matter.
The person in charge of Wen Shengzhai, Bai Xuan's mother, came out and said a few words, and then directly announced the opening of the window. Ten maids dressed in light green scholar uniforms and disguised as men came down from the third floor and came to the lobby on the first floor. In the middle, lined up, in front of each maid, there is a table with the four treasures of the study, pens, ink, paper and inkstones.
The already bustling hall on the first floor of Wenshengzhai immediately became more and more noisy.
damn it!
"The title of Hua's poem today is two words - woman. Please take this as the title and express your thoughts."
In the entire hall, and even in the private rooms on the second floor, people from all walks of life couldn't hold it any longer.
Five or six figures immediately crowded around Li Mu and Zheng Cunjian.
In the entire hall, and even in the private rooms on the second floor, people from all walks of life couldn't hold it any longer.
Crash.
"What a poem." Someone in the crowd praised.
A beautiful mamasang stood at the staircase on the second floor with a genuine smile.
There was an immediate exclamation in the hall.
When Li Mu saw and heard such scenes, he couldn't help but become curious about Hua Xiangrong from Wen Shengzhai.
"It's really pitiful for someone like Lin Qiu Shui to scold him so hard that he doesn't dare to raise his head."
There were all kinds of discussions around.
There was an immediate exclamation in the hall.
This is the first poem selected tonight.
Li Mu shook his head.
"There is a beautiful woman in the southern country, her face is as beautiful as a peach and plum. She looks into the bright mirror in the morning and leans against the rouge window at night. The customs of the times value beauty, who can tell the truth? Looking down at the end of the year, it is difficult to rely on glory for a long time."
A beautiful mamasang stood at the staircase on the second floor with a genuine smile.
There were all kinds of discussions around.
"Really? Liu, I'm afraid you don't have that ability." The short winter melon scholar from Hanshan Academy immediately helped.
Some people looked distressed and disappointed, because the finished poems they had prepared so hard and asked for from various places were completely different from the poem titles announced to everyone tonight. If you don't get it on the table, if you take it out and you'll be laughed at, that's it.
The already bustling hall on the first floor of Wenshengzhai immediately became more and more noisy.
When Li Mu saw and heard such scenes, he couldn't help but become curious about Hua Xiangrong from Wen Shengzhai.
If you look closely, you will see that this man's legs are actually shaking under his loose robe. It is obvious that he is acting. Although his acting skills are good, he is much less courageous.
When Li Mu saw this, he couldn't help but laugh.
For a moment, Li Mu wanted to pull back, but after thinking about it, he decided to let it go. Today he came to visit prostitutes... Oh, no, he came to see beautiful women. There was no need to make a fuss over such a trivial matter.
"That is, in the future, as a human being, you must not be as hopeless as this coward. When someone scolds someone, he does not dare to retaliate."
Some of Hua Xiangrong's 'fans' were extremely indignant towards this crazy student who was insinuating that Hua Xiangrong was serving everyone with her beauty. Some of them were so impulsive that they wanted to have their fill of old fists. Only this crazy student, Laughing loudly, standing behind the desk with a look of disdain and ridicule.
"That is, in the future, as a human being, you must not be as hopeless as this coward. When someone scolds someone, he does not dare to retaliate."
"Damn it, didn't the insider say that the title of tonight's poem is Yong Yue?"
The time for Hua Xiangrong Hua to open the windows has arrived.
The verbal exchanges between the two groups of scholars attracted the attention of many people, and two Mamasang, who were in charge of order, came over to comfort them.
The young man with a fair face and rich clothes who spoke first raised his head proudly when he heard the words, for fear that others would not know that he was the chief of Hanshan Academy.
The already bustling hall on the first floor of Wenshengzhai immediately became more and more noisy.
After knowing the identity of the other party, Li Mu got angry and started to feel bad. He did not have an attack but continued to sit expressionlessly.
After knowing the identity of the other party, Li Mu got angry and started to feel bad. He did not have an attack but continued to sit expressionlessly.
Crash.
"I also heard that it's Zanmei..."
Soon, another sneer came from the side, from another direction, and someone said in a strange way: "Haha, is Hanshan Academy great? The last time the empire opened a subject, how many people were admitted to Hanshan Academy? Are there more people than I, Fengming Academy?"
"Haha, you are smart enough to humiliate yourself by not retorting. Do you know who is sitting next to me?" A short and fat scholar, as big as a short winter melon, sneered and said: "Beside me This person is the chief of Hanshan Academy in Chang'an City. He is truly unparalleled in talent. This year, when the Empire opens its subjects, he is destined to be a high school Jinshi. Hehe, on Liufang Street, you don't know the literature of Senior Brother Lin Qiushui. name?"
Li Mu almost felt like he was shot while lying down. It wasn't me who said I was talented, it was Zheng Cunjian who was the sycophant... Moreover, even if it was me who said that I was in the way of you guys, why should I just mock you?
You can get scolded if you just smile casually. When I went out today, did I not count my almanac or wash my face? Unknowingly, I came out with a mocking face
Zheng Cunjian on the side narrowed his eyes slightly.
The slovenly man smiled even more wildly and was led to a round table that had been prepared nearby. He sat down temporarily and was served with good wine and food.
Damn it, I was hit by an arrow while lying down again.
The time for Hua Xiangrong Hua to open the windows has arrived.
"Damn Mr. Zhang Gui, you cheated me of ten taels of silver. It's so hateful. There's no chance this time."
This damn thing can absorb hatred and be ridiculed
"That is, in the future, as a human being, you must not be as hopeless as this coward. When someone scolds someone, he does not dare to retaliate."
Li Mu shook his head.
He wants to punish someone, and he has many means. When the time comes, these scholars will die in the smelly sewer, and no one knows how they died.
When the others saw it, they immediately became jealous.
"There is a beautiful woman in the southern country, her face is as beautiful as a peach and plum. She looks into the bright mirror in the morning and leans against the rouge window at night. The customs of the times value beauty, who can tell the truth? Looking down at the end of the year, it is difficult to rely on glory for a long time."
"I also heard that it's Zanmei..."
When Li Mu saw this, he couldn't help but laugh.
Someone cursed angrily.
In Chang'an City, there were many people who dared to mock him, but they definitely did not include the people at the next table.
Several other young people at the same table were dressed the same as the short, fat winter melon, and had the same clothes. They must all be scholars from the so-called Hanshan Academy.
When Li Mu saw and heard such scenes, he couldn't help but become curious about Hua Xiangrong from Wen Shengzhai.
However, Li Mu did not retort, and he could not overstep his authority. However, Zheng Cunjian kept the faces of these people in his heart. After today's incident, he would slowly settle the accounts with these unscrupulous people. He just slapped a flattery on the horse's hoof, and he must not let it go. The name of "Black-hearted Scholar" is not for nothing.
You can get scolded if you just smile casually. When I went out today, did I not count my almanac or wash my face? Unknowingly, I came out with a mocking face
The young man with a fair face and rich clothes who spoke first raised his head proudly when he heard the words, for fear that others would not know that he was the chief of Hanshan Academy.
"Damn Mr. Zhang Gui, you cheated me of ten taels of silver. It's so hateful. There's no chance this time."
However, Zheng Cunjian didn't particularly take these things to heart.
This woman has great influence, just like those super female stars on the earth. No, those female stars don't have such great charm. She opens the window three times a month. On the opening day, she can cause Chang'an to There is a commotion among celebrities and aristocrats in the city. These people can still be seen in the hall. Those high-status people in the private rooms on the second floor who have not shown up are probably preparing more and spending a lot of money.
Zheng Cunjian on the side narrowed his eyes slightly.
In the entire hall, and even in the private rooms on the second floor, people from all walks of life couldn't hold it any longer.
These are the scholars of the Western Qin Empire who cursed loudly in brothels. In the future, the empire can still count on such people to be officials and patrol the common people
"Haha, you are smart enough to humiliate yourself by not retorting. Do you know who is sitting next to me?" A short and fat scholar, as big as a short winter melon, sneered and said: "Beside me This person is the chief of Hanshan Academy in Chang'an City. He is truly unparalleled in talent. This year, when the Empire opens its subjects, he is destined to be a high school Jinshi. Hehe, on Liufang Street, you don't know the literature of Senior Brother Lin Qiushui. name?"
Zheng Cunjian on the side narrowed his eyes slightly.
Soon, someone walked up and wrote a poem—
"Damn it, didn't the insider say that the title of tonight's poem is Yong Yue?"
He was about to have an attack when suddenly there was a bang and someone slammed the table where Li Mu and Li Mu were sitting and said, "Boy, is there no one sitting here?" After saying that, without waiting for Li Mu's reply, he sat down directly and said, He called his companions, "No one is sitting here. Come and sit here."
Li Mu shook his head.
"That is, in the future, as a human being, you must not be as hopeless as this coward. When someone scolds someone, he does not dare to retaliate."
However, Zheng Cunjian didn't particularly take these things to heart.
"What a poem." Someone in the crowd praised.
"There is a beautiful woman in the southern country, her face is as beautiful as a peach and plum. She looks into the bright mirror in the morning and leans against the rouge window at night. The customs of the times value beauty, who can tell the truth? Looking down at the end of the year, it is difficult to rely on glory for a long time."
"Haha, you are smart enough to humiliate yourself by not retorting. Do you know who is sitting next to me?" A short and fat scholar, as big as a short winter melon, sneered and said: "Beside me This person is the chief of Hanshan Academy in Chang'an City. He is truly unparalleled in talent. This year, when the Empire opens its subjects, he is destined to be a high school Jinshi. Hehe, on Liufang Street, you don't know the literature of Senior Brother Lin Qiushui. name?"
Zheng Cunjian on the side narrowed his eyes slightly.
The person who wrote the poem was the shabby and shabby man Li Mu saw before. After finishing writing, he laughed loudly and threw the pen to the ground, with a free and easy attitude as if his fame was like a floating cloud.
There were all kinds of discussions around.
Five or six figures immediately crowded around Li Mu and Zheng Cunjian.
"What a poem." Someone in the crowd praised.
He wants to punish someone, and he has many means. When the time comes, these scholars will die in the smelly sewer, and no one knows how they died.
A group of scholars looked at Li Mu with eyes filled with contempt.
However, Zheng Cunjian didn't particularly take these things to heart.
Some people looked distressed and disappointed, because the finished poems they had prepared so hard and asked for from various places were completely different from the poem titles announced to everyone tonight. If you don't get it on the table, if you take it out and you'll be laughed at, that's it.
"The title of Hua's poem today is two words - woman. Please take this as the title and express your thoughts."
"It is indeed a good poem. The names of places and people are consistent, and the idea is unique."
Whether the poem is good or bad, I don’t care for the moment, but this dear friend is really a great writer.
There was a man among them, not to mention wearing rags, but also a little unkempt. His eyes were shining, staring at a location on the third floor of the attic, like a jackal staring at its prey, looking impatient.
"Humph, although the poem is good, it is too arrogant. It insinuates that people's beauty will not last long. How can it be selected?"
This woman has great influence, just like those super female stars on the earth. No, those female stars don't have such great charm. She opens the window three times a month. On the opening day, she can cause Chang'an to There is a commotion among celebrities and aristocrats in the city. These people can still be seen in the hall. Those high-status people in the private rooms on the second floor who have not shown up are probably preparing more and spending a lot of money.
These are the scholars of the Western Qin Empire who cursed loudly in brothels. In the future, the empire can still count on such people to be officials and patrol the common people
"That is, in the future, as a human being, you must not be as hopeless as this coward. When someone scolds someone, he does not dare to retaliate."
There was a man among them, not to mention wearing rags, but also a little unkempt. His eyes were shining, staring at a location on the third floor of the attic, like a jackal staring at its prey, looking impatient.
Damn it, I was hit by an arrow while lying down again.
Today, there are many scribes in ordinary clothes standing in the hall, eagerly awaiting the arrival of the window opening time.
"Kuansheng, do you want to attract everyone's attention with this hard-to-get trick?"
There was a man among them, not to mention wearing rags, but also a little unkempt. His eyes were shining, staring at a location on the third floor of the attic, like a jackal staring at its prey, looking impatient.
Soon, someone walked up and wrote a poem—
A group of scholars looked at Li Mu with eyes filled with contempt.
If you look closely, you will see that this man's legs are actually shaking under his loose robe. It is obvious that he is acting. Although his acting skills are good, he is much less courageous.
When Li Mu saw this, he couldn't help but laugh.
However, Li Mu did not retort, and he could not overstep his authority. However, Zheng Cunjian kept the faces of these people in his heart. After today's incident, he would slowly settle the accounts with these unscrupulous people. He just slapped a flattery on the horse's hoof, and he must not let it go. The name of "Black-hearted Scholar" is not for nothing.
However, Zheng Cunjian didn't particularly take these things to heart.
A group of people from Fengming Academy gave up and stood up and started talking.
There were all kinds of discussions around.
Soon, another sneer came from the side, from another direction, and someone said in a strange way: "Haha, is Hanshan Academy great? The last time the empire opened a subject, how many people were admitted to Hanshan Academy? Are there more people than I, Fengming Academy?"
Hearing this, Lin Qiu Shui slapped the table, stood up, and said, "Does Fengming Academy dare to compare with Hanshan Academy in the ranking of the imperial examinations? Liu Muyang, you were my defeated opponent in the last poetry meeting. How dare you compare with me?" Dare you say something rude?"
This woman has great influence, just like those super female stars on the earth. No, those female stars don't have such great charm. She opens the window three times a month. On the opening day, she can cause Chang'an to There is a commotion among celebrities and aristocrats in the city. These people can still be seen in the hall. Those high-status people in the private rooms on the second floor who have not shown up are probably preparing more and spending a lot of money.
The verbal exchanges between the two groups of scholars attracted the attention of many people, and two Mamasang, who were in charge of order, came over to comfort them.
Some of Hua Xiangrong's 'fans' were extremely indignant towards this crazy student who was insinuating that Hua Xiangrong was serving everyone with her beauty. Some of them were so impulsive that they wanted to have their fill of old fists. Only this crazy student, Laughing loudly, standing behind the desk with a look of disdain and ridicule.
The verbal exchanges between the two groups of scholars attracted the attention of many people, and two Mamasang, who were in charge of order, came over to comfort them.
A beautiful mamasang stood at the staircase on the second floor with a genuine smile.
Li Mu shook his head.
Damn it, I was hit by an arrow while lying down again.
Li Mu shook his head.
Several other young people at the same table were dressed the same as the short, fat winter melon, and had the same clothes. They must all be scholars from the so-called Hanshan Academy.
When Zheng Cunjian heard this, his expression changed slightly but he didn't say anything.
Whether the poem is good or bad, I don’t care for the moment, but this dear friend is really a great writer.
Damn it, I was hit by an arrow while lying down again.
You can get scolded if you just smile casually. When I went out today, did I not count my almanac or wash my face? Unknowingly, I came out with a mocking face
However, Zheng Cunjian didn't particularly take these things to heart.
If you look closely, you will see that this man's legs are actually shaking under his loose robe. It is obvious that he is acting. Although his acting skills are good, he is much less courageous.
A group of scholars looked at Li Mu with eyes filled with contempt.
The already bustling hall on the first floor of Wenshengzhai immediately became more and more noisy.
After a moment, I came to a conclusion, and news came from the third floor. This "Beauty Poetry" was actually selected. It caught the favor of everyone in Hua Xiang Rong Hua. The maid dried the ink on it, and then hung it high. On the second floor.
After a moment, I came to a conclusion, and news came from the third floor. This "Beauty Poetry" was actually selected. It caught the favor of everyone in Hua Xiang Rong Hua. The maid dried the ink on it, and then hung it high. On the second floor.
Finally, the song and dance ended, and it was time for the much-anticipated moment tonight—
Ah
Crash.
Li Mu was immediately confused.
There were all kinds of discussions around.
Crash.
Ah
"There is a beautiful woman in the southern country, her face is as beautiful as a peach and plum. She looks into the bright mirror in the morning and leans against the rouge window at night. The customs of the times value beauty, who can tell the truth? Looking down at the end of the year, it is difficult to rely on glory for a long time."
This is the first poem selected tonight.
He wants to punish someone, and he has many means. When the time comes, these scholars will die in the smelly sewer, and no one knows how they died.
The time for Hua Xiangrong Hua to open the windows has arrived.
"Really? Liu, I'm afraid you don't have that ability." The short winter melon scholar from Hanshan Academy immediately helped.
"Damn it, didn't the insider say that the title of tonight's poem is Yong Yue?"
The slovenly man smiled even more wildly and was led to a round table that had been prepared nearby. He sat down temporarily and was served with good wine and food.
Someone cursed angrily.
A group of scholars looked at Li Mu with eyes filled with contempt.
This kind of thing has happened before. Some poor people thought hard and prepared poems and essays, hoping to win the favor of flower lords so that they could become famous. Otherwise, literati and oirans were born to be entangled. Today's Western Qin The empire's Young Master Wen Zongbin was rumored to have been favored by Gongsun, the courtesan of Qincheng, and he started his legendary counterattack from a poor scholar. This way of becoming famous has also been imitated by many literati, with varying results.
"What a poem." Someone in the crowd praised.
You can get scolded if you just smile casually. When I went out today, did I not count my almanac or wash my face? Unknowingly, I came out with a mocking face
When the others saw it, they immediately became jealous.
Li Mu almost felt like he was shot while lying down. It wasn't me who said I was talented, it was Zheng Cunjian who was the sycophant... Moreover, even if it was me who said that I was in the way of you guys, why should I just mock you?
"I also heard that it's Zanmei..."
Li Mu shook his head.