"Boy, being born into the world is not as simple as you think. Besides, with the little ink in your belly, are you worthy of being an official in the court? Your temperament is uncertain and your writing is insufficient. If you really become a dignitary of the court, wouldn't it be called Are the people in the world ridiculing you wantonly?"
"In my opinion, it's better to just go home, show off the little knowledge you have in a bigger place, and spend the rest of your life, that's not a bad thing." After saying that, the man walked over to Mr. Zhou In front of him, he squatted down and took a closer look.
Xun Yuantuo took the last step away from the top of the mountain. He was unable to take another step because this young man with a feminine appearance blocked him, making it difficult for him to move. During this trip up the mountain, what I saw were all pictures, both real and fake, including joy, anger, sorrow, and even lingering hatred. It was like a strong tide beating down on the snow, almost destroying the young master's mind.
The feeling of being trapped in the scroll and unable to move is really unbearable. Not to mention anything else, when he made mistakes several times, Mr. Xun wanted to slap himself in the picture scroll, so as to wake up the young master, but every time he did it, the picture scroll was still a picture scroll, and it could not change half of it. So all the hardships from childhood to adulthood flashed before my eyes.
But what frustrated Mr. Xun the most was this scholar who couldn't see his features clearly.
Different from the previous ones, since this person appeared on the scroll, he tore the scroll that had always been imprinted in the void into pieces impatiently. In the eyes of the stunned Mr. Xun, he escaped from the scroll and became solid. Really stretched out, as if waking up from a big dream. Although his face and eyebrows were blurry, Xun Yuantuo could still hear the man's joy from his yawn.
Ever since Clinker stepped out of the picture, he has not given him any face at all: from astronomy and geography to court politics, as well as poetry, calligraphy, painting, chess and tea, as long as they are learned by literati, they have all been tested. Xun Yuantuo had always had a photographic memory, but that mysterious scholar had a vast knowledge and found all the errors and omissions in Xun Yuantuo's words. At his fingertips were large sections of original textual annotations and even deleted original unofficial histories. His knowledge is complex and exquisite, and his insights are sophisticated and unique.
The theory of debate has been spread throughout the world since the early years. Tracing its origins, it still cannot be circumvented from the leaders of the five religions in the Qi Dynasty. These few people have nothing to do all day long, and of course they want to visit the beautiful mountains and rivers inside and outside the capital. If they just enjoy tea and look at the scenery, it is really boring, so they came up with this idea.
Several leaders of the church belong to different sects, and of course they know very little about the teachings of other sects. If they want to argue, they can use their profound knowledge to use the sect's rules and instructions for their own use, then describe them in ordinary people's words, and talk and argue with the others. Make up for the shortcomings in your own classics. Green mountains and flowing water, tea smoke curling up, a few people making peace with each other, naturally there are countless thoughts in mind, this is the debate sitting.
After passing it down for several generations, this debate has changed a bit. If the warriors in the arena have a disagreement, most of them will settle the dispute through civil and military fighting. Once the dispute arises, even if the losing side is justified in the matter, the losing side must act according to the winner. At least for ten and a half days, the losing side must make concessions everywhere. It is a rule of the world; this method is simple, but literati cannot use an inkstone as a mallet and a brush as a sword. If the two of them disagree, then they will fight with thousands of pear blossoms. Of course, it is against elegance, so those who are willing will pass it down. The debate was changed to debate, and the loser should be less talented and thinking than the winner, so as to resolve the dispute between literati.
Although this method has always been criticized by people, it is true that no suitable method can be found.
Scholars are three points more stubborn than cows. This is not just a joke in the market.
Unknowingly, the two debated for dozens of rounds, but Xun Yuantuo lost every time. He could not maintain more than five sentences in each case. Mr. Xun was defeated and was refuted speechless. The literati's words are full of awkward allusions, but they are all well-founded, and their knowledge is all-encompassing and can be used for everything. There is really no way to argue with Mr. Xun until his blood is boiling all over his body.
So much so that Xun Yuantuo had a vague feeling that just because of his breadth of knowledge and his sharp debating skills, even if he were to sit down and debate with this person, he might be inferior to him.
"With your little ability, you are trying to make a living. The students in the world are really inferior to each other." The man was not interested, so he squatted next to Mr. Zhou and joked, "Your master will carry five mountains for you." Sir, I think it is really unnecessary. Such a stupid person with little ability but extremely high ambition, apart from a piece of face that is worth some money thrown into the Goulanhualou, he really doesn’t know what to do with it."
"Friends are bullying others too much." Xun Yuantuo also had veins popping up on his forehead and his lips turning red.
Ever since the scroll was torn apart by this man, he could clearly see what the surrounding scenery was like, and he could clearly see Mr. Wufeng's actions just now. The weight of those five consecutive mountains shocked him. Although he didn't know what methods his master used to resist, Xun Yuantuo was still anxious.
Therefore, the man took advantage of him many times and used some heart-wrenching words to hurt Xun Yuantuo. This made the latter, who had some ability to resist words, no longer have the slightest intention to argue.
"No way, if you can't defeat me, you won't be able to take the last step of Guangyue Ridge even if you have the strength to do so." The man looked at Zhou Kefa's slightly trembling shoulders, and seemed to be sure that Mr. Zhou would not be able to hold up the mountain. After a while, his tone slowed down a bit, "Rather than wasting your master's essence here, it would be better to go back as soon as possible so that you won't regret it in the future."
Xun Yuantuo gritted his teeth, but it was true as the man said. Even if he exerted all his strength and poured countless beads of sweat from the countless pores around his body, he could not lift even half a step. He was so anxious at the moment.
Seeing the young master's appearance, the man smiled and said, "My stubborn temper is quite similar to mine, that's all, I won't embarrass you. If you can tell me where you are better than me, I will let you go up the mountain, how about that?" "
"Age." Xun Yuantuo said quickly.
"Age is nothing. Is it possible that because you are still young, you can get stabbed less than others?"
Xun Yuantuo said many things in an instant, but they were all rejected by the man.
"Think again."
Mr. Xun really couldn't think of anything else, so he had no choice but to look in the direction of Mr. Xun. If sir can make a few remarks, it won't be difficult to break through this person's obstruction.
But the husband just sat cross-legged on the ground, with five peaks on his shoulders.
Xun Yuantuo's eyes narrowed slightly.
He said, I have a husband, but you don't.
The man smiled, patted Xun Yuantuo on the shoulder, and said that since he has a husband, he should protect his husband and not lose him.
Xun Yuantuo took a step forward.
So the five peaks slowly descended and reached the top of the mountain.
The man at the foot of the mountain was stunned.
Mr. Zhou on the mountain has a warm smile.
The withered and incomplete grass seed in the husband's arms sprouted new sprouts in an instant.
Great sound and sound.
