A bold son-in-law doting on his concubine and destroying his wife?The ashes are scattered!

Everyone was silent.

Everyone in the field was also silent.

Because they knew clearly that what the princess said was right.

Only a dedicated mountain leader can control the master below.

It's not that such mountain chiefs can't be found, but that ordinary mountain chiefs have no appeal and cannot attract famous, talented and learned men of letters.

If you just invite a few unknown masters to teach, without caring about the future and life and death of the students, then what is the meaning of the existence of this school?
At this moment, everyone felt the princess's ambition and courage.

If you want to do it, you must do your best.

Everyone couldn't help but focus on everyone at Xi.

They want to know, will everyone agree?

After a long time, everyone at Xi sighed: "I agree."

Leng Lanzhi's eyes lit up.

She originally thought that it would take a lot of trouble. After all, Xi didn't care about fame and wealth, nor did he like red tape. It was just to hide from the peace that he would live in seclusion.

I never expected that he would agree so quickly.

"Thank you everyone!" Leng Lanzhi bowed deeply.

Everyone at the table waved their hands: "Old man, I am not doing it for the princess. I also hope that the princess will do what she says. If I find out in the future that you just want to gain fame or have other intentions, don't blame me for turning against you."

Leng Lanzhi solemnly promised: "Don't worry, everyone, as long as I am here, Joseph Academy will always be a school that strives to be the best. Students will never be charged for daily expenses in the academy, nor will it be used as a tool to make money." .”

Everyone at Xi looked at her for a while and nodded: "Okay."

The poetry meeting in Xiulan Village ended successfully.

Except for Shen Lin'an and the two literati students who were kicked out, everyone else was very satisfied.

After all, Princess Jialuo was generous, and when each of them left, they had something extra in their hands.

Some are precious tea leaves, the kind that cost several taels of silver; some are expensive rice paper; some are exquisite pen holders...

You can make a lot of money just by flipping these things.

Of course, not many people are willing to change their hands.

Even tea leaves and rice paper, which are consumables, they don’t really drink or use.

Once you drink it or use it up, it’s gone.

But if friends come to visit, they will take out these things and talk casually about a few things that happened at the Xiulanzhuang Poetry Festival. With a good ranking, I can only get this consoling souvenir..."

A "mere" souvenir can be worth dozens or even hundreds of taels.

I don’t know how many people will be envious and jealous.

Thinking about that scene, they felt secretly happy.

Unlike these students who received souvenirs, the scholar surnamed Lu and the strong scholar who were kicked out did not receive anything but drank in the cold wind outside for several hours.

The two of them leaned side by side behind a big tree to avoid the cold wind, rubbing their arms from time to time and relying on the trembling of their bodies to ward off the cold.

The scholar surnamed Lu was so cold that his upper and lower teeth were chattering, and he had already begun to think about retreating: "Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng...Brother, how about we go back first?"

The scholar surnamed Lu is a student from a poor family. The cotton clothes he wears are old clothes that have been worn for several years. They are no longer very warm. Although the weather is getting warmer now, when the cold wind blows, he will still get cold.

His body wasn't very strong, so he couldn't bear the cold for a long time.

The scholar surnamed Zheng glanced at him with some disgust: "Brother Lu, if you keep patiently, they should come out soon." The scholar surnamed Lu saw the disgust in the other person's eyes, and he smiled bitterly in his heart.

If the other party didn't have a carriage and he wanted to ride the other party's carriage back, he would have given up his choice and left long ago.

However, when he thought that Xiulan Village was so far away from Shengjing, he lost his courage and could only continue to suffer from the cold. At the same time, he did not forget to persuade: "I think it is useless for us to wait here. Princess Jialuo is so powerful that even Everyone at Xi gave her face, and since those people inside were not kicked out by her, it means that they chose to succumb to the powerful."

"In this way, no matter how hard we try, they will not stand on the same front as us."

That's right, the reason why they haven't left yet is to win allies.

Both of them were very unconvinced!
Princess Nagara is clearly using her power to bully others, but people are praising how kind and virtuous she is, but it's all false!
They want to reveal her true face!

However, the character of the scholar surnamed Lu was quickly defeated by the cold wind.

If the scholar surnamed Zheng hadn't insisted, he would have left long ago.

The scholar surnamed Zheng gave him an angry look: "I really don't know how you got into the top ten of your state. You have no brains, perseverance and perseverance. Do you just rely on rote learning?"

"If they don't agree, you won't tell them the truth?"

"Isn't it true that Princess Jialuo persecutes innocent children?"

"Isn't it true that she couldn't listen to the truth and drove away two of us righteous people who had the courage to speak out?"

"I don't believe it. Among thousands of literati, I can't find even one with character!"

"Even if we can't find it, so what? Don't forget, we are literati! Our pens are the sharpest weapons in the world! If she dares to use her power to suppress us, we will poke her with the pen!"

"Even if you can't stab her to death, you will still stab her until she is covered in blood, so that she will know that we righteous people are not easy to mess with!"

At this time, the door of Xiulan Village opened.

Literary students came out in twos and threes.

The scholar surnamed Zheng's eyes lit up and he quickly walked towards several scholars he was familiar with.

Just as he was about to speak, those people grabbed his hands and said, "Brother Zheng, you have misunderstood the princess!"

"It turns out that the princess did not target Shen Lin'an intentionally, but because she knew early on that Shen Lin'an's talent and name were stolen!"

"The so-called eternal quatrains written by Shen Lin'an were not written by him at all, but were written by someone who was not known to be a ghostwriter, just to use them to build his reputation as a talented scholar!"

"You don't know, Princess Jialuo later asked two more questions, and the poems written by Shen Linan were simply worse than limericks!"

"He couldn't write a single word of a poem about his grandmother!"

Before the scholar surnamed Zheng could say a word, everyone was crackling with words about what happened next.

He didn't even have a chance to ask questions before he understood the whole story.

he:"……"

So, he felt unfair and lonely?

In the end, the clown is actually himself?
Before he could finish grieving over spring and autumn, his companions waved the gifts in their hands: "Princess Jialuo is so generous. The souvenir is actually the best West Lake Longjing. I asked a few knowledgeable people to inquire about it." , one tael of tea costs eight taels of silver! And Princess Jialuo actually gave us half a kilo!"

Scholar surnamed Zheng: "..."

Chest pain.

The scholar surnamed Lu walked a little slower, and only heard the last sentence when he came.

His breath hitched, and his eyes suddenly turned red. (End of chapter)