However, Shuixi has been praised in Jiangnan.
Faced with such answers from the two of them, they were obviously a little dissatisfied.
So he simply asked: "It is said that you worshiped that Huainan poet as your teacher?"
"Yes, it is a rare blessing in my life to meet my mentor." When Zhen Renyi said this, his words were sincere and his eyes were full of piety.
"The talent of my mentor is as bright as the bright moon. He asked me to wait for the fireflies. I feel ashamed." Chen Chuge also added.
Hearing this, Mr. Shuixi became even more upset. Frowning, he said: "In your opinion, which one is better, the old man, or the poet from Huainan?"
Zhen Renyi:? ? ?
Chen Chuge:? ? ?
How do you have the nerve to ask such a thing?
Zhen Renyi's forehead was beating wildly, and he clenched his palms so hard that his knuckles turned white.
How can such a person be compared with his mentor?
He was about to attack, but Chen Chuge held him down, looked at him deeply, and then said to Mr. Shuixi: "Sir, on the way back from Huainan with Brother Zhen, I occasionally felt cold. I feel a lot of discomfort in my body. Now I want to go back and rest early, but I’m afraid I won’t be able to reply to you sir.”
The crowd around him also saw some clues, and someone suddenly understood and said: "Easy to say, spring is coming next year, so naturally you are in need of health, so go back and rest as soon as possible."
"Brother Shuixi is magnanimous and will definitely not care."
"Hey, one sentence won't delay anything." But who knows, this sentence was interrupted by Shuixi Shengsheng.
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere instantly cooled down.
Although Chen Chuge's eyes almost wanted to spit out fire, he still held Zhen Renyi's hand tightly.
Now that spring is coming, if there is any trouble. Shuixi is just a teacher and has nothing to do with it.
They had to take the exam, and if they were delayed, there would really be no excuses.
Just asking him to admit that the talent in front of him is better than that of his mentor is simply more uncomfortable than killing him.
Then the scene completely froze, and no one on either side said a word.
After a long time, when Shuixi saw that Xia was not coming to the stage, he changed his mind and said, "Looking at your attitude, that Huainan Shijun must be somewhat talented. I just don't know, has he ever taught a disciple like Xingwen who is expected to win the Three Yuan in a row?"
Won three yuan in a row! Won three yuan in a row! Won three yuan in a row!
This sentence kept flashing in Zhen Renyi's mind, and his emotions turned into flames and surged to his head. He finally couldn't bear it anymore!
Chen Chuge opened his arms with a loud sound and roared: "Then I dare to ask Mr. Shuixi, your disciple Gu Xingwen has already won three yuan in a row?"
"It seems, not yet. Even Chunwei didn't participate. Why are you so proud here?"
"Renyi! You are so presumptuous! Mr. Shuixi is an elder, how can you speak like this?" Chen Chuge scolded.
Before they went to Huainan, they also studied at Songshan Academy for a period of time.
Although Shuixi had never taught them, he was taught by Songshan Academy after all. Logically speaking, they had to address him as sir.
And with this sir, he can be considered half a teacher.
In the literary world, disrespecting teachers is a huge sin!
And Zhen Renyi's spring is approaching, if he carries such a reputation...
Shuixi, who was still a little sulky at first, calmed down a little when he heard Chen Chuge's words. He pretended not to care and said, "After all, you also studied at Songshan Academy for a period of time, how could you be so ignorant of etiquette? It seems that I am afraid that the Huainan poet taught you bad things."
Hearing this, not to mention Zhen Renyi couldn't help it, Chen Chuge also had veins twitching on his forehead.
"Mr. Shuixi, you are an elder, and I should respect you. But it is inappropriate for you to slander my master like this."
"Improper? What's wrong?"
"In my opinion, Gu Beichuan just has some reputation and is relying on his talent to be arrogant."
"But whether this reputation is true or false is still unclear."
"How could a child with a yellow mouth who was no more than 10 years old be able to write so many poems?"
"If you say it wasn't done by someone else's hands, I won't believe it."
"Bastard! You can slander me, but you must not insult my master!" Zhen Renyi couldn't bear it anymore, and his whole body exploded like a volcano.
"As a teacher in the academy, you should teach and educate people, and you will have students all over the world."
"But he talks about fame and fame but keeps silent about wealth and wealth."
"If you lose this fame and fortune, will you stop teaching?"
"Besides, Gu Xingwen is very talented and intelligent, so who can teach him? I just let you get an advantage, and show off like this. How can you be a teacher?"
As soon as these words came out, the entire scene fell into a deathly silence.
After a long time, Shuixi, whose face was red, finally came to his senses, stretched out his index finger and pointed at Zhen Renyi: "You...are really a wise man!"
"The purpose of studying for my generation is to become an official in the court."
"If you don't seek fame and wealth, how can you find the money to study?"
"As scholars of our generation, we naturally want to strive for a reputation during and after our lifetime!"
"Young man with a yellow mouth, you don't know what to say, but you dare to speak arrogantly."
"Hahaha!" But who would have thought that after hearing Shuixi's words, Zhen Renyi not only showed no shame at all, but instead looked up to the sky and laughed, saying:
"We, the scholars, were born in the world, how can we be burdened by mere fame and fortune?"
"My mentor told me that reading is to establish a heart for the world, to establish a destiny for the people, to inherit the unique knowledge of the saints, and to create peace for all generations..."
"Isn't he a thousand times better than you, a person who talks about fame and fortune?"
boom!
As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell silent.
Shuixi staggered and backed away, his pupils shrank and his eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.
Such words, such words... How could a boy who was no more than ten years old say such words?
Even Mr. Wu Liu, who was sitting on the high platform, froze, opened and closed his lips, and kept repeating these four sentences.
"Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a destiny for the living and the people, carry forward the unique teachings of the past saints, and create peace for all generations!"
"What a great ambition and ambition!"
"Huainan Shijun can say such words at such a young age, he must be an outstanding figure in the world!"
"Don't say that Gu Xingwen hasn't been able to win three yuan in a row. Even if he really hits three yuan in a row, there is still a big difference. Shuixi, don't get carried away."
As the leader of the Jiangnan literary world, Mr. Wuliu had already spoken, and the others naturally did not dare to say more.
But Shuixi doesn't think so, he is Gu Xingwen's mentor!
After Gu Xingwen wins three yuan in a row, his status will naturally rise. By then, his prestige in the Jiangnan literary world will not necessarily be worse than that of Mr. Wu Liu.
Therefore, he still frowned and said angrily: "Hmph! In my opinion, that Huainan Shijun is so young, how can he be so talented and be able to say such things?"
"Could it be that some great scholar said it, and he picked it up to make himself look good?"
When Zhen Renyi heard this, he became even more indignant and said, "In that case, if I have a way to prove my mentor's talent, what should you do? Can you apologize?"
"Apologise, just apologize. I really don't believe you can tell someone is ugly."
Hearing this, Zhen Renyi's anger disappeared, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a smile.
