"I didn't expect, I didn't expect that Dingzhou Hall would play this trick!"
The next day, when several poems and essays that leaked out of Dingzhou Hall were treasured by the students of Weizhou Academy and spread to Lai Junchen, he realized that he was wrong.
He analyzed that the basis for Qingchang Hall to be established is that interests convince people.
Now Dingzhoutang is also following this route, but his advantage cannot be bought with money.
Scholars value literature. Who knows, a few random poems by this guy caused a stir in Weizhou Academy, and then his reputation spread.
If things go on like this, it is estimated that the entire Weizhou Academy will fall at his feet.
How to explain this is almost impossible to explain.
Because even though he read these poems with a hostile attitude, he still couldn't help but feel convinced, and even had a sense of understanding.
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"Where did it come from? Dingzhou Hall is really amazing!"
Sir Wei did not blame Lai Junchen for asking for help.
Because the song "Ding Feng Bo" alone made him deeply moved and couldn't put it down.
Although he knew that this was a way to extract salary, he had to admire that he really had something to offer.
"How about killing him directly?"
Lai Junchen said fiercely.
In this world of cultivation, all conspiracies are no match for tyranny, just like that man who is never unreasonable, but can make the world recognize him.
"If something like this can be born, aren't you afraid that his origin is from the Yin Sect?"
Wei Hou sneered.
But when he saw Lai Junchen's confused look later on, he was relieved. The so-called most cruel official in the Wei Dynasty was still just a half-step celestial being. How could he come into contact with the real world?
"If there is a virtual realm in this world, there will be a real realm. If there are sects in the bright world, there will be sects in the hidden world.
Maybe in your opinion, General Tiansheng is the most vicious person in the Wei Dynasty, but what if he is just a figure born in the Yin Sect? "
Wei Hou's words caused shocking waves in Lai Junchen's heart.
This world is so big.
"So, until we find out what we can do, continue to play with conventional methods.
I will issue a dean's order tomorrow, inviting him to serve as a worshiper in Weizhou Academy, and you will become a heavenly being as soon as possible.
If you are not a heavenly being, you will never be qualified to follow me! "
When a person stands high, he can see far.
Wei Hou's words resolved the crisis in Weizhou Academy.
Because he is Wei Hou, if you are disobedient, you don't know how to praise him.
If you don't know how to praise, you are your enemy, no matter how beautiful your poems are.
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"Sure enough, ginger is the hotter!"
Chen Anzhi knew that he had failed in this step when he learned that Wei Hou had personally invited him to become a consecrator of Weizhou Academy.
After all, he is the first scholar in the world, and he is the one who is granted the title of marquis based on his literature.
Regarding Yu Wen, he has absolute initiative.
"How to break the situation?"
Chen Qingzhi now finds that he is increasingly unable to keep up with Chen Anzhi, or has the imagination needed to change his situation.
"We should not ignore it, otherwise Dingzhou Hall will become an existence that can be suppressed with just one sentence."
After thinking for a long time, Chen Anzhi returned with narrowed eyes.
"Then you are not afraid that he will beat you to death smoothly?"
Chen Qingzhi also thought about it for a long time, and finally felt that this proverb was used very well.
"Then I will drown him with poetry!"
Chen Anzhi sneered.
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After the invitation from the dean of Weizhou Academy to confer articles and offerings came out, the most expensive thing in Weizhou City now was paper, ink, pen, and inkstone.
Because after the opening of Dingzhou Hall, thought-provoking or irresistible poems will be released every day.
After all, as a world-famous academy student, only Huizhou's ink, Tongzhou's paper, Bozhou's pen, and Taizhou's inkstone can carry such sacred poems and lyrics.
Therefore, the business of various restaurants on Academy Avenue has been booming, and some people are not stingy even if they get ten gold pens and inkstones, so they also have a good impression of Dingzhou Hall.
After all, businessmen pursue profit.
Whoever can make them make money is the boss.
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The sun rises in the east, and the sunshine seeks warmth.
In Weizhou in the south, the maple trees on Academy Avenue turned red.
"Shopkeeper, do you really want to give away the Zhai Zhai treasure?"
The waiter was very puzzled by what Hou Feng meant.
You know, these Dingfeng brushes and Shanhai inkstones have been the treasures of Liaobi Zhai for three generations.
It is said that this stroke of inkstone can attract people's anger and help them learn calligraphy. Even the wine master of Weizhou Academy asked to buy it several times, but the shopkeeper was unwilling to sell it.
Why are you so generous this time?
“Investment should be made as early as possible. It is better to provide help in times of need than icing on the cake.
So, just do as I say! "
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"Is someone giving you a gift?"
Chen Anzhi was also surprised after hearing the boy's report.
In this situation where it was not clear who was strong and who was weak, someone gave a gift, and this person was very courageous.
"Good pen and inkstone!"
He used Dingfeng pen and Shanhai inkstone to copy poems, but he couldn't write more than half of them.
Because he was writing and writing, he felt as if he was actually there, walking through the path of spiritual refinement. However, this spiritual refinement was not like drunken spring, which came violently, but slowly attracted people to empathize with him slowly. , practicing very comfortably.
The most frightening thing is that when you look at the poems on the paper, you will feel a sense of simplicity, which completely corresponds to Chen Anzhi's theory of ancient books and perfectly explains the origin of his poems.
"Which shopkeeper is it?"
I received the gift, but I didn't remember the person's name.
Chen Anzhi felt a little rude.
"Liao Bi Zhai!"
Barbarian Tiger said angrily.
I originally thought I was going to play with drugs, but it turned out that my senior brother was playing with poetry.
Barbarian Tiger, who couldn't play anymore, was very depressed, and he responded to Chen Anzhi in a bad mood.
"You, Dou Xing, and Kui Xue go to protect the pen studio. If anyone causes trouble, behead him immediately!"
Under Chen An's order.
The first partner who surrenders must be protected.
Only in this way can more people believe in the strength of Dingzhou Hall.
Even though Wei Hou was employed, Qingchangtang and others were still eyeing him.
If you can't get him to Dingzhoutang, you can get Dingzhoutang's younger brother.
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"Why are you shaking?"
In Liao Bi Studio, Hou Feng holds a knife and stands upright in the cold wind at night.
Although he comes from a scholarly background, he also has the strength of the third level of the Dark Realm.
He smiled at the boy who had been with him for half his life.
"Dingzhou Hall has not responded to the order to confer articles and offerings. We, Liao Bizhai, are the first to come forward. We will definitely be taught a lesson. Although we may not necessarily die, I am afraid of pain!"
The boy cried.
It's just that he held the knife a little harder.
"Fool, then you can't run?"
Hou Feng said with a smile.
He knew he was gambling, but he didn't know what to do.
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"Swish swish..."
The sound of breaking wind sounded.
"You Qilin?"
Hou Feng lamented that he had harmed the young man tonight.
"I'm sorry, shopkeeper Hou.
The top wants us to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys, but you can't blame me when you get down there! "
You Qilin said with a ferocious smile.
He is not afraid of being recognized, and it would be better to be recognized.
Because, only in this way will they know the horror of Qingchang Hall.
Moreover, apart from donations, Qingchang Hall and Weizhou Academy, on the surface, do not matter.
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