Chapter 324 Longmen Yulang
Jiang Wentong was very irritable. Seeing that most of the incense was burning, he couldn't wait any longer, so he went to write the poem.
Then he snatched the poems in the hands of others, looked at them a few times, and obviously knew that he was invincible, so he threw it aside angrily, and as if venting his anger, he tore up his poems in twos and threes.
The room was silent.
Jiang Wentong gritted his teeth for a while, but was unwilling to reconcile, and said: "Everyone is chattering endlessly, how can someone write it!"
He was not very popular, and now everyone wants to praise Tang Shirong and Tang Shirong, and wants to step on him for nothing, not to mention his behavior, which is too much to lose.
Immediately, someone taunted: "It's just that I didn't wait. I must have harassed people for no reason in the county test field, which made Brother Jiang lose!"
"That's right, the birds chirping outside the window and the voices of people inside the window are noisy everywhere, there is always a reason for not being able to write."
Jiang Wentong said angrily: "That's enough, no matter how bad I am, I'm better than you duplicitous villains!"
He turned to Tang Shirong: "Today, my writing and thinking are not smooth, let's find another day to compare."
"That's not necessary," Tang Shirong said gently, "I said before that I want to study at home. If Brother Jiang insists on comparing, why not compete with talented people from all over in the government examination hall?"
Someone laughed: "That's right, what's the meaning of the competition at this time? Why don't you see the real chapter in the test field!"
"I don't!" Jiang Wentong said with staring eyes: "I'm going to compete now! I'll still be here tomorrow, if you don't come by then, I'll be looking for you!"
He said these words very skillfully, I don't know how many times he has forced others like this.
Tang Shirong slowly put away his smile, and was about to speak.
Yan Chenjue paused the teacup, and said coldly: "If you lose one more time, you will be enlightened? I am eleven, he is fifteen, you have learned five or ten years more than me, and you are still no match for me. I don’t want to forge ahead, but I’m playing tricks, so this is the demeanor of Longmen County students??”
Everyone: "..."
It's always been like this when a scholar meets a soldier.
Jiang Wentong had never seen such blunt and harsh words, such a merciless style.
He was stunned for a while, and said angrily: "You..."
He pointed his finger, and touched a cold sword point, and a drop of blood oozed out.
Even Tang Shirong was taken aback, and urged urgently: "Xiaojue, Xiaojue, don't be angry..." He took his hand and said, "Be good, put away your sword, literati, how can you draw your sword, be obedient , put it away quickly."
Yan Shenjue looked at Jiang Wentong coldly, full of evil spirit.
Jiang Wentong's angry expression froze on his face, his face turned pale with fright, and his whole body was sweating profusely.
The more arrogant people are, the more they are afraid of power, because they are used to using "strong" to bully the weak, so when they encounter stronger people, they will feel deeper and be persuaded faster.
Yan Shen Jue slowly withdrew his sword.
Although he doesn't talk much, he is not a bad-tempered person, and he is not angry.
But anyway, he didn't care about reputation, so he directly stepped forward to solve this problem, and by the way, asked Tang Shirong to help.
After all, how can a small literary competition win, how can it be compared, after winning, so-and-so can’t afford to lose, how to provoke, and finally forced the chief of another county to draw his sword to question... What about such a legendary story?
He has always been keen on this kind of thing.
Anyway, Tang Shirong rounded up a few words, and the two of them left without eating, and everyone dispersed.
A few days later, Tang Shirong gained the reputation of "Longmen Yulang". Everyone praised him for his good writing, good poetry, handsome appearance, modest and demeanor, and Jiang Wentong, needless to say, is a rumored buffoon.
At this moment, Tang Shirong seemed to have casually invited Qiu Haochen and a man named Mei Zhixu to a restaurant for dinner.
Mei Zhixu was the third one who wanted to write a poem but didn't write it in the end. He came in fifth in the county examination. Tang Shirong looked at him coldly and felt that he was smart and open-minded and could make friends.
Qiu Haochen was acquainted before, and Mei Zhixu was unfamiliar at first, but gradually let go after chatting for a while.
He has that feeling of being watched again.
People who practice martial arts are very sensitive to this kind of gaze, but they have watched it a few times, but they still don't see anything.
Of course, if someone hides in the room and looks through the hole, of course they won’t be able to find it.
But who would spy on him like this? ? A full-time lurker like a shadow guard will not reveal his aura and give people this feeling, and his perception will not be so clear, so this is not a shadow guard, so, who is it?
If it was normal, he would have asked the shadow guard to investigate.
But this time, he was inexplicably reluctant to investigate carefully.
Tang Shirong turned to look at him questioningly, but he just shook his head.
After the two of them had dinner, they went back to the village first. After all, today is a festival.
Before they arrived, Nineteen, who was driving the car, said with a smile, "Master, Xinbao is waiting!"
Yan Shenjue opened the car door and went out, followed by his second brother, and saw Xinbao wrapped in a cloak sitting on a small tree on a small **** at the entrance of the village, a small lump.
Second brother couldn't help laughing and said, "Xinbao is like a Wang... Wangge stone."
Yan Shenjue nodded, jumped off the carriage, Xinbao also saw them, lifted his cloak, and rushed over: "Brother! Brother Xiaoxian! I have been waiting for you for a long, long, long time!"
Yan Shen Jue laughed and said, "Why aren't you waiting at home? It's so cold!"
"It's not cold," Xinbao opened his small fist, and there were two small cauliflower flowers inside: "Today is the holiday, and you didn't wear flowers, Xinbao specially brought them for you to wear! Otherwise, you won't grow tall and sleep well!"
Her chubby fingers nimbly picked up one, pulled Yan Chenjue down, and stuck it into Yan Chenjue's bun.
The second elder brother also knelt down so that she could take it, but Yan Chenjue was wearing a scarf, and it was enough to stuff it into the gap, but the second elder brother was wearing a jade crown, which couldn't hang on at all, and Xiaohua was in her hands for an unknown how long , It's already softened, and it can't be stuffed in.
Xinbao was in a hurry, and muttered: "Brother, how did your head grow..."
What is the head and how long it is!
Second brother hehehe, pinched one of her braids: "Xin Baoer, do you still remember that back then you liked the second brother the most, and said that the second brother was the prettiest, and you wanted to marry the second brother?"
Xinbao's head was tilted by him, and he shook it several times, but he couldn't save the little braid, so he immediately changed his words: "Hey! How did your flowers grow, why didn't you want to stay on my second brother's head? My best looking brother!"
The second elder brother couldn't help laughing, let go of his hand, Tuanzi Fei ran two steps away, tilted his little head, his big eyes sparkled: "What, you said it's not good-looking enough, you want to stay on the head of the more beautiful Xiaoxian brother superior?"
Second brother: "..."
(end of this chapter)