Brother Xia was very angry, and the consequences were serious.
Although it does not conform to the commonly used expressions nowadays, it does not prevent everyone present from understanding the meaning of this sentence.
A chuckle came from a room on the second floor.
Qin Sichao looked at Qin Yuwen beside him, "This Xia Jingyun is really interesting. Brother Qin really should get to know him."
Qin Yuwen never made false remarks to outsiders. When he heard this, he said indifferently: "He is not qualified enough."
Qin Sichao didn't take it seriously and nodded with a smile.
This is one of his admirable qualities. He will not rely on his status to impose his ideas on others.
In the room next to them, the maid pursed her lips and said, "This Mr. Xia is indeed from a bad background. What is the difference between this opening and the ordinary people in the market!"
A young woman took off her curtain hat and held a ledger in her hand. She looked at it silently and said: "I don't care what he is like, but after watching the hypocrisy for a long time, you should know that there is still a sincerity and magnanimity in this world." No polish.”
Shi Zijun, the son of the Minister of Etiquette, stood beside the bed with a tea cup and sneered, "Be arrogant and proud. The more you act like this, the more miserable you will be!"
The powerful children and subordinates upstairs have different thoughts, but the people in the lobby on the first floor are much more pure and passionate.
Xia Jingyun's confident counterattack made the people in Guangling Prefecture, such as Yunmeng Prefecture and Sishui Prefecture, who were disgusted these days, cheered and started making noises;
The rest of the people who are watching the excitement and don't mind the matter also feel that this is what young people should be so arrogant and showy;
They wished that the two of them would be more tit-for-tat, or even have a direct fight, which would be an enduring topic of conversation.
However, what Shi Zixian wants is fame. He will be arrogant when he only has a son to be promoted, but in front of so many people, he has to pretend to be humble and polite, and said calmly: "Sir, I have something to say, I am a scholar. You should be a model for the world. If you want to imitate that shrew and curse in the street, you can do it yourself."
The old professor nodded when he heard the words, with admiration in his eyes, "That's a very good statement. If both parties have nothing else to do, let's get started."
Seeing that both sides had no objections, he said loudly: "The first item, both parties have agreed on who will decide the content of the competition. The defending party, Guanglingzhou, please."
In order to ensure his advantage in writing questions, Shi Zixian deliberately said generously: "I am a guest from afar. I can do anything. Let Sishui Prefecture decide."
Oops!
There was a burst of discussion in the field, and everyone was shocked by Shi Zixian's confidence and even arrogance.
In their inherent impression, this was an absolute advantage, but they didn't expect Shi Zixian to give it up so easily.
Beside the white clouds, he quietly clenched his fists. He was awakened by Xia Jingyun the night before. At this moment, the two facts confirmed that it was exactly what he said. Thinking that he had stumbled because of this and almost collapsed, he couldn't help but not complain about his stupidity. Instead, he hated the enemy's cunning, and his eyes lit up with anger.
Xia Jingyun seemed to have expected that the other party would have such a move, and he smiled when he heard this, "What a coincidence, I can compete with anything. So let's do it. Since I'm here to regain the situation, what was the competition between the two sides last time? , let’s just compare. The order can be the same, it doesn’t matter to me.”
Everyone in the field became more excited, each one was more arrogant than the other.
The tip of the needle is facing the wheat awn, it looks good!
The old professor had seen many young people who believed in their talents in his life. He looked calm when he heard this. Seeing that neither the teachings nor the others had objections, he continued: "Please arrange the personnel and order of the two sides."
As expected, Guangling Prefecture once again arranged for Shi Zixian to fight one against five, while Sishui Prefecture also "lived up to expectations" and chose Xia Jingyun to play alone.
A competition between two states turned into a competition between two people, and the spectators were immediately excited.
The old professor secretly shook his head in his heart. If he continued to play like this, it would go against the original intention of the imperial court to acquiesce in the chaos. He wanted to go back and give a good speech to the sacrificial wine and let him make a suggestion to the Ministry of Etiquette.
However, although he was worried about the distant future, he did not forget the present moment, and gently patted Xingmu, "In that case, let's compete on the first item! Guangling Prefecture will propose the question!"
The first competition that day was to write a poem.
Under everyone's gaze, Shi Zixian smiled slightly, "I've always heard that Brother Xia is good at poetry, and I'm quite confident in my own talent. Why don't we write something different?"
Xia Jingyun rolled his eyes at him, "You talk a lot of bullshit."
Everyone burst into laughter.
Although this kind of vulgar language is indecent, it sounds really relieving!
On the second floor, Qin Yuwen looked at Qin Sichao, "When did you become so discerning?"
Qin Sichao smiled and said, "Brother Qin, keep reading!"
"Miss! Listen to me! I think you really did something wrong by giving him a sign!"
The girl still held the account book, looked at it intently, and said softly: "Quiet."
Shi Zijun's face was gloomy, "Be arrogant, be more arrogant, you will cry later!"
His cousin Shi Zixian downstairs also had a sneer in his heart, but his face showed a calm and resigned attitude, "I didn't expect Brother Xia to be so impatient, so I won't say much, you and I will just do it." How about each writing a poem on the theme of friendship?"
The uproar started almost as soon as the word "girlfriend" was uttered. What kind of topic is this!
These are just young poets who usually compose poems, either chanting about things or expressing their feelings, or expressing their ambitions to serve the country. Many people have never even been exposed to such a tricky topic as family grudges.
Many of the teachers present also frowned slightly. They searched their minds and couldn't even think of any famous works under this topic.
Even Sishui Prefecture Jiaoyu, who originally had full confidence in Xia Jingyun, couldn't help but feel worried.
This is of course Shi Zixian's wishful thinking. He knows that Xia Jingyun's poetic talent is extraordinary, but no one can write poetry out of thin air. There must be some emotional foundation.
Although he, Shi Zixian, does not have this kind of thing, he does have many great scholars who help him write poems behind his back!
After a discussion between the two great scholars, they had already polished up a very good poem about friendship. This is where Shi Zixian's confidence lies!
He looked at Xia Jingyun with a smile, "Brother Xia, I wonder if you have any objections?"
Xia Jingyun rolled his eyes, "Why are you still dawdling? Hurry up and write, and then wait for me to kill you with one strike. Hurry up! My sword is already thirsty!"
Everyone laughed, no matter what his true ability was, with his style, Mr. Xia was really a wonderful person.
mad! Make you crazy! Let’s see if you can get mad after a while!
Shi Zixian sneered in his heart, picked up a pen and paper, and instantly wrote a few lines of poetry that he had memorized by heart.
Then, he walked to the field and chanted slowly.
“There are strange trees in the courtyard with lush green leaves.
Climb the bar and break the glory, leaving behind what you thought.
The fragrance fills the sleeves, but the road is far away.
Why is this so valuable? But the feeling lasts forever. "
The whole place fell silent except for his voice.
When the last word was said, the crowd in Guanglingzhou burst into cheers, and then many neutral spectators couldn't help but applaud.
This poem vividly expresses the woman's longing for her husband who has traveled far away, as well as her longing for her long-awaited but hopeless sorrow on the page. It captures the theme of boudoir's resentment. It's amazing!
This Shi Zixian really has the ability to lead Guanglingzhou to win several games in a row a few days ago.
When Shi Zixian handed his paper into the hands of the old professor, the old professor read it carefully and nodded in approval, "This poem is full of sincere emotions, well-layered, and completed in one go. It is indeed a rare masterpiece of friendship."
He put down the paper and looked at Xia Jingyun, "Mr. Xia, it's your turn."
Following these words, eyes fell on Xia Jingyun. They were confident of winning, gloating about waiting for a good show, and also worried about the enemy.
The lady on the second floor put down her account book, Qin Sichao stood in front of the window, the British Duke's housekeeper held the pen, and everyone was waiting for Xia Jingyun's response.
Bai Yunbian shook his head. What's there to worry about? You guys know nothing about that bitch's abilities!
Sure enough, Xia Jingyun said without hesitation: "The young woman in the boudoir has no worries."
The whole place was silent, but soon many people frowned.
This title is about the relationship between friends, but the beginning of the chapter says that I don’t know how to worry. Is this going off topic?
Regardless of what everyone was thinking, Xia Jingyun continued, "On a spring day, I go to Cuilou with my makeup on."
Everyone frowned even more. These two sentences were good, but they seemed to deviate from the theme! And it's getting more and more remote.
A young woman in her boudoir who knows no worries dressed up and walked up to the small building to enjoy the scenery. What is this complaint?
Xia Jingyun looked around, looked at everyone's eyes, and understood what was in their minds, then smiled slightly and said the next two sentences in one breath.
"Suddenly I saw the willows on the road, and I regretted teaching my husband to look for a title."
Quiet, long quiet.
It seemed that only Xia Jingyun's voice still echoed between the beams and pillars.
These last two sentences were like an indiscriminate blow to the head, knocking everyone in the audience into a daze.
After a long while, a burst of crazy applause suddenly broke out that was far greater than before! ——
(The following words were added later and are free of charge.)
The first chapter was written in the early hours of the morning, but in order to make the two chapters more coherent and publish them together, I just rushed out the second chapter and published them.
I read the comments on yesterday's chapter, and I understand the mood of readers. It is true that the plot in the past three or four days has been a bit depressing and not exciting. Well, I even asked for a day off.
Also yesterday, because I was pressed for time and wanted to update more, I inevitably got a little watery.
However, some plots do need to be foreshadowed. Otherwise, if you are happy, you will be happy, and you will be criticized for being brainless. We still have some pursuits. You can call me astringent, but you can't call me brainless, right? (dog head)
Zhongjing City is different from other small places. It is too big and has many powerful people. It is impossible to catch a glimpse of one family and know everything like a small place. Therefore, it is inevitable to feel that it is rambling here and there, but don't worry, the whole The framework has been prepared in advance, but there is actually a thread in it.
Slowly reveal the secret, everyone will surely suddenly realize it, and then say it is not bad or really awesome. (Of course this is just my vision.)
Okay, enough nonsense, let’s continue writing the next chapter.
Still available today.
(End of chapter)
