first minister

Chapter 224 The Second Question
On the square, there was silence.

Although everyone had doubts in their hearts, no one expected that Lu Lifeng, the great scholar of Longshou Prefecture who was a former disciple of Mr. Wan Lin, would stand up at this moment and question Mr. Linxi's authority.

Lu Rusong's complexion changed suddenly, if he hadn't seen the crown prince sitting in front of everyone, he would have rushed up to stop Lu Daru.

What are you doing!This is the first level, and it's not that you have been brushed off, you are still the second, so why bother to offend the three old gentlemen!

But he didn't know that Lu Lifeng was not reckless.

As a senior student of Mr. Wan Lin, he clearly knows the conduct of the three gentlemen. Asking questions openly and honestly makes them appreciate them more than hiding them. That's why he behaved like this.

And just as he expected, Mr. Linxi was not angry, but nodded slowly, "If you have any doubts, ask, the old man will not blame you, and will answer for you."

As he spoke, he swept across the field, "I think there are many people here who have this question, right?"

Many people among the crowd nodded hesitantly, and Mr. Linxi looked at Lu Lifeng, "Your answer is not as good in two ways."

"Firstly, when you see a virtuous person, think of others, and when you see an unvirtuous person, reflect on yourself. This sentence is concise and to the point, just like the words of a sage. It is a golden and jade word that everyone in the world can take as a warning.

"Secondly. You did put your mind into your answer, but you answered it with you as the answerer. The Prince of Linjiang County can't do it at all. Then your answer should be deducted as appropriate. Are you convinced by this explanation?"

Lu Lifeng recalled his answer, "If you know its value, you should think about self-respect and self-reliance." Among the classmates at that time, will there be anyone more noble than the prince and county king?Does he still need to remind himself not to flatter, but to maintain self-respect and independence?

"If you want food and clothing, think of nothing to make yourself safe", can the dignified prince really be able to share the same clothes and food with his classmates without the slightest honor?
So he got up convinced, and apologized, "The student is reckless, I hope you will forgive me."

Mr. Linxi nodded slightly, "It's okay."

Lu Lifeng was convinced, but the British Duke was a little upset.

How could this be too many words and too many mistakes? I made a few mistakes on my side, but what about the others?Is it bad?
As far as the literary talent of Ten Thoughts is concerned, why is it worse than Xia Jingyun's words?

If you say small words and big righteousness, then small words are big righteousness, so if I break it down into ten small words, wouldn't that become great righteousness?

Not only him, even some people in the seats watching the ceremony felt a little unfair.

"Jiaodong County King's answer is indeed good, but speaking of it, I still prefer Linjiang County King's answer. It really expresses the aspirations of my generation of students. It's so thoughtful and judicious. It's so meticulous and so domineering!"

"That's right, what are the words of the sages and sages? The more you say that, the more I think the answer from Prince Linjiang is better!"

"Isn't this the kind of official saying, you ask a question, but I don't give you a specific and detailed strategy, just give you a general idea, anyway, you can figure it out yourself."

"That's what incompetent people do! If you're really capable, you should write it out exactly like Lu Daru did. Of course, I'm not saying that Mr. Xia is incapable, but he did take advantage of this test."

"Indeed, I also feel that Mr. Xia is indeed playing tricks."

"Why is it a trick? Let me ask you guys, can you speak with a little conscience, and save face by the way?"

A few people were talking, but Xu Dapeng couldn't listen any more, and directly counterattacked, "What's the matter, do you think you are more talented than the three old gentlemen? You have more knowledge? Does it show that you can do it? You are so powerful, you go and ask the three old gentlemen to get up, and you sit up and sit!"

Several people blushed from embarrassment, and some couldn't help but defend weakly: "I didn't say anything wrong with Mr. Xia, I just said that he was playing tricks."

"A trick? Do you think it's so easy to take that coincidence? Do you think it's so easy to put so many truths into a few words? If you are so dissatisfied, why don't you come up with one?"

Seeing the astonished faces of several people, Xu Dapeng snorted coldly, and said with a contemptuous expression, "It's a trick! Did you get it by tricking you?"

The people who had nothing to do with themselves looked at the few guys who couldn't control their mouths sympathetically, and said who was wrong in front of Xu Boyi, but they wanted to say Mr. Xia, now it's all right, being caught by Mr. Xia's number one supporter is an output.

However, the benevolent sees the benevolent and the wise sees wisdom. There are not a few people who have the same thoughts as those guys, but they don't say it stupidly like them.

In the square below, Dongfang Bai's talent was not enough to make him think like the rest of the people. He only knew that Uncle was really amazing, so he could win.

He turned his head and looked up at his little face, sneaking up a thumbs up.

Xia Jingyun smiled, "It doesn't matter whether you can get started in the end, but Uncle hopes that you can remember the sentence just now and follow it. That is the answer you wrote yourself."

"When you see a virtuous person, think about it, and when you see an unvirtuous person, you should introspect yourself!" Xia Jingyun's words made Dongfang Bai feel different thoughts in an instant. He recited it softly and nodded heavily, "Don't worry, uncle! I will remember."

Xia Jingyun smiled, and at this moment Mr. Kongbi's rough voice rang out on the stage.

"Next, the second question."

The people who were discussing sat up straight immediately, and the solemn and quiet atmosphere spread again.

Before Mr. Kongbi spoke, Lu Lifeng, who had never regarded Xia Jingyun as an opponent before, couldn't help but turned his head and glanced to the side, only to find that Xia Jingyun was calmly looking at the stage, not him.

There was a sudden movement in his heart, and he laughed at himself a little bit, what happened to him, he lost his mood after being tricked by someone else.

Thinking of this, he also sat upright again, waiting for the next question with a calm heart and strong confidence.

"Since you want to worship under our school, take us as your teacher, and seek to learn, the question for the old man is, how do you treat the teacher and the way of the teacher."

When the question was raised this time, no one felt any surprise. It seems that the three old gentlemen all followed this path.

But with their knowledge, they can naturally see what they want from the answers to ordinary questions.

Mr. Kongbi glanced at the audience, "As precedent, a quarter of an hour, everyone please answer!"

clang!
A crisp bell rang.

Everyone in the field hurriedly picked up their pens. Dongfang Bai was not in a hurry, thinking that his uncle would still sit still as before, but Xia Jingyun picked up his pens immediately.

He hurriedly sat up, wanting to pick up a pen, but Xia Jingyun said, "You son, just watch from the side, this time, Uncle will write the answer himself."

Dongfang Bai had nothing to do, seeing Xia Jingyun pick up the pen, he wrote the first sentence on the paper:

[Ancient scholars must have teachers. 】

On the stand where the dignitaries were, Lu Rusong took a leisurely sip of a cup of tea, looked at Xia Jingyun who was writing in a hurry, and said with a light smile, "I thought he was going to be opportunistic again!"

The entourage at the side laughed, "Looking at his hurried appearance, I guess I know that I just won disgrace, so I want to save face on this issue!"

Lu Rusong smiled faintly, "In terms of poetry, he is indeed quite capable, but when it comes to the true literary avenue, he is definitely not as good as Mr. Lu. Some things, without accumulation and experience, are like water without roots, castles in the air, and no good articles can be produced."

The prince was also sitting upright, his eyes naturally swept across the field, and finally stopped on Xia Jingyun who was writing vigorously.

He also felt that this person was interesting. When he asked the question earlier, others were writing long and eloquent speeches, and he insisted on waiting until the end to write. When it came to this question, he was eager to write, as if he was afraid that it would be too late.

Looks like it's going to be a big article.
Thinking so, the prince shook his head lightly. Writing an article is no better than poetry. It is not so easy to write well. What's more, there is a Wenkui scholar from Longshou Prefecture competing with him.

But it's okay, if one person wins a game, it will be beneficial to him if both of them become the disciples of the three masters of Tushan in the end, or if they fail to become the disciples of the three masters of Tushan.

Thinking of this, he picked up his cup and took a sip leisurely.

Xu Dapeng was also looking at Xia Jingyun's earnest writing, lightly bumped Xu Jiaoyu's arm beside him, and said in a low voice, "Jiaoyu, what do you think of Gao Yang's actions this time?"

Xu Jiaoyu frowned, the corners of his mouth were pressed down, and his face was gloomy, but before he could speak, the person who had been stunned just now spoke up, "Aren't some people still swearing and confident just now? Why are you afraid of yourself now?"

The number one troll, Xu Dapeng, was not afraid, and immediately turned his head and glared, "Who said he was afraid? I mean, if Gao Yang wins again this time, will he be able to convince you stubborn people like you!"

"whispering sound!"

A disdainful sneer sounded, and someone immediately said: "Brother, first of all, we don't have any objections to Mr. Xia. We are all grateful to him for the chaos in the states before. But scholars of my generation don't waste things just because of people. You really think he can beat Mr. Lu by not taking chances?"

"In Xialongshou Prefecture, I raised my son, Ji Boting, with strong and straight characters. Mr. Lu is the literary chief of Longshou Prefecture, and his poems and songs are all the same. He has studied classics and classics deeply. Mr. Xia is indeed good, but compared to Mr. Lu, he is still like a cloud."

"Your Excellency, as a native of Sishui Prefecture, there is nothing wrong with supporting Mr. Xia, but it is better not to have delusional thoughts and follow the reality, otherwise it will be ridiculous and generous."

At this moment, a voice rang out, "Frogs in wells don't know how far the sky is, and fish in ponds don't know how wide the sea is."

A few days ago, Bai Yunbian, who had installed a big beep on the street, had already disdained to show his holiness in front of these students, but now he couldn't bear to listen anymore, shook his folding fan, and said lightly: "You wait to say a few words, so as not to hurt your face later."

clang!
With a clear sound, all the answerers in the field stopped writing.

(End of this chapter)