All the scribes had questions on their faces. Xu Que had already received the holy gift of Wen Ji Dao Pillar. What else did he want to say?
Xu Que raised his head and saw that the sky was silent, but the mystery of the glow had not dissipated. He hurriedly said: "What the student wants to say is related to the rise and fall of contemporary literature. The art of literature is about the path. If the path is opened, the path will be prosperous. If the path is closed, the path will be prosperous. The way must fail.”
As soon as Xu Que said these words, the scholars present were shocked. They all immediately looked at Qu Xian at the same time...
"Shut up, you loser!" Qu Xian shouted angrily.
"Sage, how could you do anything wrong? It's you who should shut up!" Xu Que shouted angrily.
Qu Xian's whole body was shocked!
He felt a huge sense of crisis at this moment... If he dared to interrupt Xu Que's words again, I'm afraid the saint would get rid of him.
Xu Que bowed again and said: "How many literati have upheld the will of the saints and pioneered all the way to achieve the light of today's literature. However, there are always some sinister villains who come out of nothing and set up literary prisons to hate their hearts and want to break them. On the road to literature, if this trend is not eliminated, there will be endless troubles!"
"That makes sense!" Two words came out from the sky, and a ray of holy light fell instantly, pointing directly at Qu Xian.
Qu Xian screamed in agony, bleeding from all seven holes, and fainted in an instant, but the crimson on his brow represented everything!
The clouds in the sky gradually dissipated, and the burning gold paper had turned into ashes.
"It's not good, Mr. Qu's literary foundation is broken, and the literary path is broken!" A scribe shouted in shock.
As soon as these words came out, everyone in Piaoxiang Tower looked at the place where Qu Xian fell.
Before, they just thought that the saint's action was mostly to teach Qu Xian a lesson, but they never expected that the saint would directly defeat Qu Xian's Wen Ji!
The eight heroes in the capital looked pale, and Ou Daojiang was even more confused, because they couldn't afford to take the blame!
You know, they have received instructions from the Prime Minister to fully cooperate with Qu Xian's actions...
An oiran's banquet turned into such a disaster!
"Xu Que, you loser! You did it all! It was you who caused Qu Xianwen's road to be cut off!" Mr. Lu Sheng was the first to jump out and yell.
"Yes, you damn good-for-nothing, just go and die!" Mr. Nan also jumped out at this time.
Hearing the two useless dogs running out, Xu Que was ecstatic. He put his left hand into his arms and pretended to scratch it: "You mean I shouldn't attract the Holy Word, right?"
"Yes, if you hadn't introduced the Holy Word, how could Qu Xian have lost his literary career?"
Xu Que smiled and nodded: "Well... what you said seems to make sense, but I would like to ask, does anyone else think that what I did is wrong?"
The scribes were stunned and had no idea what Xu Que meant. How could he still laugh when he was almost being outnumbered by the Eight Heroes?
Xu Que glanced around, put his hands in his arms and shrugged, "Except for the eight of you... there seems to be no one. Do you think the Saint is not worthy of giving me Wen Ji? Or do you think the Saint cannot deal with evil villains? "
"Xu Que, you deserve it! How can you, a dandy and good-for-nothing, win the title of literary scholar? You deceived saints but you cannot deceive us. Your poems were obviously given by your elder brother. How can you, a thief who deceives the world and steal fame, be the same scholar as us!"
"Yes, you are a thief. The saint is unfair and deceived by you. You should cut off your literary career and hang yourself to apologize!"
Xu Que just smiled at the eight people's insults, and then asked: "Okay, it's okay for me to deprive myself of the Wenji. You tell me first, is it wrong for the saint to give me the Wenji? Or do you mean that I collaborated with the saint and harmed Qu Xian?" ?”
"Bang!" Mr. Chen clenched his folding fan and knocked on the table: "The saint was deceived by you indiscriminately, and it was wrong to give you literature. In addition, your words caused the saint to punish Qu Xian. Are you right? "
"Trash, if you don't cut off your literary career, your Xu family will perish!"
"That's right, the loser should hang himself immediately!"
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"Haha..." Xu Que laughed and released his hands from his arms, and there was a half-burned gold paper on his right hand!
Everyone was dumbfounded because they had no idea what Xu Que was doing?
"Student Xu Que has invited the Holy Judge!" Xu Que threw the gold paper into the air, cupped his fists and said: "Understanding the Holy Will and knowing the Holy Principles, these eight people have insulted all the saints and betrayed the benevolence of the student Xu Que. I hope the Holy Master will be clear. !”
After Xu Que finished speaking, the colorful clouds that had just disappeared from the sky reappeared. This time, although there was no holy light, there was a deafening sound of the word "Zhu" that resounded through the sky!
As soon as the word "诛" was dropped, eight rays of golden light fell from the sky, directly hitting Mr. Lu, Mr. Chen, Mr. Nan and others!
The screams suddenly sounded, and everyone was broken into a cold sweat and stood frozen on the spot...
At this moment, the eight heroes of the capital were all huddled together, and spider web-like blood marks appeared on their eyebrows. As for the Wen Ji in their belly, they had already turned into powder... Don't even think about cultivating Wen Dao in this life!
Seeing the golden paper burning again, Xu Que smacked his lips and glanced at the crowd with a smirk on his face.
He also didn't expect that the saints would be so ruthless, destroying his literary foundation at the slightest disagreement...
Today's oiran's banquet was completely ruined by the Xu brothers. First, Xu Fan's wonderful poem made it beyond recognition.
Later, at a poetry meeting, Xu Que's eternal poetry suddenly emerged, and the saint even directly gave the other party Wenji. And he also casually cut off Qu Xian’s literary career...
In order to avenge Qu Xian, the Eight Heroes wanted to use words to destroy Xu Que's literary career... but Xu Que directly asked for the Holy Will and killed the Eight Heroes... What is this thing?
Defeat... a complete defeat, a complete defeat.
Qu Xian's literary foundation was shattered. Although his literary skills were blocked, at least he was still much better than ordinary people. But these eight heroes have all given up to the fact that their descendants can only be regarded as "waste people" in this life...
This is the greatest punishment for a literati, truly life is worse than death!
If it is not the saint who destroys the Wen Ji, there are still some ways. After all, the Dao Sect and the Demon Clan still have some miraculous medicines that can repair it, and then the Wen Ji will be rebuilt.
All the scribes caught by Xu Que's gaze were a little frightened. They found that this was the first time they had been so afraid of someone!
"Who else!" Xu Que asked arrogantly.
As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell silent. Even Ou Daojiang and others did not dare to speak. It was not that they could not defeat Xu Que, but they did not dare at all. Who knows if this kid has any back-ups?
Seeing that the literati in the audience were silent, Xu Que said "cut" disdainfully, turned around and walked towards Xin'er.
"Brother, you are so awesome!" Xiner chewed on the chicken leg and gave a thumbs up.
"It's all oil. Just wipe it and go home." Xu Que said with a smile.
As Xu Que walked down the second floor, the young man reading the manuscript next to Ou Daojiang asked in a low voice: "What should I do?"
"Help him away and report back to the Prime Minister!" Ou Daojiang's face turned blue, he flicked his sleeves and left Piaoxiang Building.
When these big shots left, the entire Piaoxiang Building was in chaos. Who would have thought that such a tortuous thing would happen tonight!
When Xu Que came, all the scribes in Piaoxiang Tower had a premonition that the Xu family would be doomed!
But I never expected that Xu Que, a playboy, would turn against the wind, cut off Qu Xianwen's path, and destroy the Eight Heroes Wenji... This incident was like a volcanic eruption!
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On the street at night, Xu Que and Xiner walked home carrying a bunch of things.
The little girl's eyes turned into crescent moons when she smiled: "Brother, these things are enough for me to eat for half a month."
"Haha... these things are not for you to eat alone. Besides, these things will go bad before you eat them for four or five days." Xu Que said with a helpless smile.
"Then Xin'er eat more to prevent them from getting bad..."
Xu Que was speechless. He thought it was time to change the little girl's values. After all, if such a neat little girl turns into a foodie... then she will really be a fat girl in the future!
Just when Xu Que and the two walked to the river bridge, a pretty figure appeared on the opposite side of the stone bridge.
The pretty figure looked back at Xu Que. Although she was wearing a veil, Xu Que recognized her smart and beautiful eyes!
The two looked at each other, and in an instant all the surrounding scenery disappeared, leaving only him and her standing on the stone bridge.
The beautiful woman gently took off her veil. For a moment, Xu Que couldn't describe her beauty in any words.
Damn it!
"Ah?" The beauty was in a daze, unable to understand the young man opposite her at all.
"Ah~ I said the grass grows really well tonight." Xu Que was a little embarrassed. He was really embarrassed. Who would have thought that his first sentence was "F*ck!"
