"Brother Liu, just now Mr. Li invited you to visit the capital, and he will definitely entrust you with an important task. Why did you refuse? Don't you see that Mr. Li is a nobleman of the capital?"
In the capital, anyone who is thrown a brick to death may be a seventh-grade official. No matter what his identity is, he is just a son of a wealthy family. If he goes to the capital according to his temperament, he will definitely offend a lot of people. Isn't that the old birthday star hangs himself and seeks death?
Liu Mingzhi looked at the curious Qi Yun with a smile and said: "Brother Qi Liang, don't you understand my brother's temperament? He won't let me go, he is holding back, and he is very lazy. Mr. Li invited me to visit Beijing. I definitely don’t have good intentions. I must be looking at my handsomeness and want to sell me to a brothel to serve those dissatisfied women. I was out of breath even when I climbed the mountain. Resentful woman, with my small body, I will definitely stay in the capital, so it’s best if I don’t go.”
Liu Mingzhi began to speak openly and unobstructed again, and Qi Yun's face became darker and darker, thinking that I would leave you such a thin face in front of Mr. Wen Renshan, and I will look good on you when I get back.
When Wen Renzheng heard that Liu Mingzhi started talking nonsense again, the old man couldn't bear it anymore and began to lecture him in the tone of an elder: "Young man from the Liu family, speaking as a scholar is beneath your status. Next time I will punish you by copying the Analects of Confucius fifty times. Serve as a warning to others.”
Wenren Yunshu's face turned red and he didn't dare to look at Liu Mingzhi who was full of dirty talk. He thought to himself who are these people? They were talking nonsense about a deep-seated woman with resentment and a body that couldn't bear it. She didn't even know if her daughter's family was there. ? No regard for the occasion.
When Liu Mingzhi heard that Wen Renzheng punished him to copy "The Analects" fifty times, he suddenly jumped up: "Why, Master, I am a student in Class C, not your student, old man, why do you want to punish Master to copy?" "The Analects of Confucius", still fifty times."
When Qi Yun saw Liu Mingzhi starting to call him old man again in front of Wen Renzheng, Qi Yun couldn't help but feel helpless. She thought to herself, doesn't his future husband know what it means to respect teachers and respect morality?
He was not angry when he heard about Renzheng. He stared at Liu Mingzhi narrowly: "Boy, Master Liu came to this old man's place as a guest an hour ago. He said that you are a unique genius. , I can’t tolerate a great god like you, and I plan to recommend you to another school.”
"I knew it. I said that Master Liu looked out of breath after listening to my remarks in the school that day. It turned out that he had discovered a rare and unique genius like me, and he was so excited that he said no. Say it, alas, gold will always shine, young master, I can’t hide my vast light wherever I go, I’m ashamed, I’m really ashamed, I will definitely pay attention to restraint in the future.”
Wen Renzheng frowned and looked at Liu Mingzhi, who was talking eloquently, and thought to himself: "How can this thing have such a good face? It can even resist a powerful enemy in Jinling City."
"Bah, you are so thick-skinned."
"Shameless thing."
Liu Mingzhi asked enthusiastically: "Old man, which school do you plan to transfer me to? If the young master is too bad, I will not go. Otherwise, I will be sorry for the young master's unique physique."
"After much thought, I feel that these masters are not capable enough to teach you, so..."
Before Wen Renzheng could finish speaking, Liu Mingzhi rushed to Wen Renzheng's side and looked pitifully at the astonished Wen Renzheng: "Chief, no, don't kick me out of Dangyang College, otherwise My old man will kill his relatives for the sake of justice, and kill his relatives for the sake of justice. Are you afraid? Even if you transfer me to the D-class class, I will admit it."
Qi Yun turned her head and felt that she couldn't bear to look at you, you bitch.
"Shameless."
"When did I say that I would kick you out of Dangyang Academy?"
"Then you just said that none of the teachers in the school have the ability to teach me?"
"That's why I plan to transfer you to the Wenrenshe, and let me personally teach you so that you won't live up to God's gift to you."
Liu Mingzhi couldn't help being startled: "Entering Wenrenshe means that you can punish me for copying "The Analects of Confucius" if you want, and you can force me to memorize "The Art of War" if you want to force me to memorize "The Art of War". It doesn't make any difference if you don't go to the fire pit. If the young master doesn't go, the young master will study in the C-character class until Qiu Wei."
"Boy, do you know that Lao Chan has only accepted two disciples in his life. How many people want to join Lao Chan's Wenrenshe but Lao Chan doesn't care. Now that you are given the opportunity, you actually shirk it and don't know how to cherish it."
"What? Old man, you are so old and you only teach two students. How bad are you teaching? No one is willing to be your teacher. If the young master really wants to be your teacher, he is going astray."
Qi Yun really couldn't bear it now, secretly thinking that Liu Mingzhi was ignorant of gold and jade, and slapped the table with his palm, causing the small table to fall apart immediately.
Qi Yun glared at Liu Mingzhi gloomily: "This is an opportunity that many people dream of, but you are so rude. You should pay homage to Grandpa Wenren immediately."
The three of them stared dumbly at the torn wooden table, speechless.
After a moment, Wenren Yun said with relief, "This is a table made of solid willow wood. It takes a lot of effort to cut it with an axe, and it's gone with just one slap."
Wen Renzheng also came to his senses and looked at Liu Mingzhi with pity. No wonder Yun girl was born elegant and beautiful, but she has not been betrothed to anyone at this age. Who dares to marry this guy? She will not be able to live on the bed in the next life. .
Subconsciously touching his intact nose, Liu Mingzhi breathed a sigh of relief and hugged Qi Yun: "Thank you, young hero, for not killing me."
Qi Yun also realized that she seemed to have gone a little too far. She glanced at Liu Mingzhi with some trepidation and whispered, "Why don't you hurry up and become your disciple, Grandpa Wenren."
Qi Yun has such a girly look. Wen Renzheng's grandson doesn't feel uncomfortable knowing Qi Yun's identity. However, Liu Mingzhi doesn't know. Liu Mingzhi saw a black-faced boy making such a girlish and coquettish gesture. I just felt a chill, fearing that Qi Yun was a rabbit.
"Brother Qi Liang, please think clearly. You call me grandpa now. Big brother, if I become a disciple, you will call me uncle when you see me. My dear nephew, if you call me uncle, I will become your disciple." Don't worry, uncle is not a good person...Uncle is a good person."
Thinking of the scene Liu Mingzhi mentioned, Qi Yun stiffened and thought of a certain relationship and hurriedly said: "No, I can't become a disciple."
Wen Renzheng was also stunned. This was indeed a big problem. Liu Mingzhi became his student, but wasn't he just a generation higher than Qi Yun out of thin air?
"Brother Qi Liang, do you want to become a disciple or not? You give me the right answer, and I will listen to you."
Qi Yun became entangled and ran out of ideas for a while.
"Old man, I'll go back and think about it for two days before I give you an answer. Brother Qiliang, are you leaving?"
Qi Yun was still thinking about whether Liu Mingzhi should become a disciple or not. When he heard that he was going back, he stood up in confusion.
"Brother Liu, do you know the identity of that gentleman?"
"I don't know, but he should be a famous and powerful figure in the capital. His family owns the largest house in the capital. How rich is he? Who is the son of the richest man in the south of the Yangtze River? Besides, if we meet by chance, it's better to be confused. Fate long."
"Are you thinking about dirty things like money?"
"Money is dirty? You really don't know the sufferings of the people. From the nobles to the common people, no one thinks that money is dirty. Money can be used for food, clothing, housing, transportation, marching and fighting, and settling down and buying a house."
"What kind of riddle are you and that gentleman playing? What does the extension of grace mean? Why does the gentleman say you are cruel?"
"Cruel? I don't think so. If you don't have any selfish desires, extending a favor is worse than bullshit. It's all human nature."
"That gentleman traveled thousands of miles to the south of the Yangtze River to seek advice. What does Brother Liu think?"
"If you live high in a temple, you worry about your people; if you live far away from the rivers and lakes, you worry about your king. I respect people who care about the people of the world."
"Brother Liu, what if...what if he is the world?"
"Hmm! I don't understand, what do you mean?"
"Nothing? Just say whatever you want."
"It takes ten years to grow trees and a hundred years to cultivate people. Spring silkworms will die when they die, and wax torches will dry up when they turn to ashes. When you live high in a temple, you worry about its people. When you are far away from the rivers and lakes, you worry about your king. Brother Liu, you can just say it casually. You can spread the famous lines of Qing Dynasty, but why are your poems so hated?"
"Did I say that?"
