Wu Zheng smiled slightly and said, "I didn't expect your kid to change his mind so soon?"
Cheng Xiaojin patted his hand on the railing and sighed, "I am not there in my heart, so why should I use my hot face to stick to someone's cold ass?"
Wu Zheng said, "So, isn't that poem that blinded me?"
Cheng Xiaojin looked at the Wanhuatai in the distance, and the poems on the lamp had already begun, and countless maids carried a delicate flower basket among the crowds.
The poems are those of the audience. The protagonists of this Hundred Flowers Festival are not only the nine magnificent oirans on Dengshan, but also the scholars under Dengshan who consider themselves romantic or are anxious to be famous.
No one asked for ten years in Han Chuang, and once he became famous all over the world. This is the name the scholars gave.
The title of the gold list is also a highlight of life, but it belongs to the glory of the top three, and now Da Zhou emphasizes literature and despise martial arts. This national policy not only caused the warrior to lose his due position, but also created the scholar of Da Zhou. In the case of last year’s Enke blowout, there were tens of thousands of students referenced.
Even if one thousand Jinshi were taken, there would still be nine thousand people who failed the ranking. And among those thousand scholars, not all of them can enter the Hanlin Academy like Diao Sikun, and be a county magistrate outside the place? Then you have to fill the vacancy!
According to Wu Zheng's words, the current situation in Da Zhou is a surplus of scholars. In this case, high school may not be able to be an official, and it has now become a fact.
Isn't studying to be an official? Now that I can't be an official, what use is there to study
But now that's the case, you can't just go to death if you can't be an official! The so-called poor are thinking about change, in order to be an official, to be worthy of his ten-year hard study, so all the talents in the world have sharpened their heads and drilled.
The previous farce in Yuzhulou, which originated on Wu Zheng, was nothing more than a reflection of the status quo of Da Zhou scholars.
Nowadays, the poems of this Hundred Flowers Festival are getting more and more lively every year. Nowadays, it is more of fighting poems than poems.
The head of Tianyi on the Wanhuatai was finally able to go upstairs to the treasure to perform for His Majesty and his ministers, and the King Yibo laughed, and the titmouse became a phoenix ever since.
The poems in the process of drying the poems can also fly to the Baohualou, and the King of the Boss laughs, and then rises to the blue clouds.
How can the scholars who are now in the capital of God let go of this chance of gradual progress? Even if ten thousand people go to squeeze the single-plank bridge, it can be used!
"Don't read the poem you gave her. She threw it away when she got off the pergola, and she didn't bring Dengshan with me." Wu Zheng said, "Why don't you believe it? You look at the surface of the water, fortunately Xu Haven't drifted away yet!"
"If you don't hit me, I will die!" Cheng Xiaojin said in an angry voice.
Wu Zheng smiled and said: "You should be thankful that the kid Qin Xiang didn't come, otherwise the whole gods will know that you Cheng Xiaojin was dumped by a domestic slave. Then you will lose face, and that fairy jade may have to die."
"Who do you think of me, Cheng Xiaojin, am I such a person with a small belly?" Cheng Xiaojin said unconvinced.
Wu Zheng sighed: "If you are ashamed, it means that your old Cheng family is ashamed. You don't care about a slave girl with a big belly, but you can guarantee that everyone in your old Cheng family can be as big as you and don't care about her
To be honest, like this kind of woman with a pit in her head, I really don't know what you liked her in the first place? "
"Don't you think she is different?" Cheng Xiaojin said.
Wu Zheng was taken aback, then he smiled: "Being different, you wouldn't be referring to the pits in her mind! So she is really different? Qinggao is to talk about wisdom, I start from the first Seeing that woman, I knew she did not have such wisdom. Now that you can see it by yourself, I'm really happy to be honest."
"What are you talking about, what's the pit in your mind?" Wu Mingyue fainted and looked at Wu Zheng curiously.
Wu Zheng pointed to Cheng Xiaojin and said, "You ask him."
Cheng Xiaojin was taken aback, his expression looked like a dog. You Wu Zheng can pretend to be stupid. You don't know that she is your majesty's Mingyue Princess, but can I pretend to be stupid like that? Even if you hide from her, you are still in no hurry, but you guy throws her at me. Is there any brother you do like this? (End of this chapter)