Ming Dynasty: The ghost betrays the Confucian sage, my son Zhu Yuanzhang

Chapter 102 Everyone sitting here is rubbish!

A crescent moon hangs high in the starry sky, and the cold moonlight shines on Feiyan Tower. The temperature has dropped a lot since autumn.

The room of Feiyan, the courtesan, was warm.

Feiyan lay lazily in Fourth Master Zhu's arms, with a charming jade back and messy hair scattered on her fair skin. There were many red marks on it, all of which were caused by Fourth Master Zhu.

At this time, Fourth Master Zhu had a clear idea and really wanted to smoke a cigarette.

He hugged Feiyan tightly and whispered a few words in her ear.

Feiyan in her arms raised her head slightly, and her black hair slid down smoothly like a waterfall, cleverly covering the heart-warming spring scenery in front of her.

A pair of beautiful eyes blinked, and her long and upturned eyelashes trembled slightly. Her lips, as thin as cicada wings, lightly opened: "Fourth Master, I beg for mercy."

"That won't work."

Fourth Master Zhu pressed her head into the bed, "It's a long night, take your time."

Soon, the quilt was heaving.

Fourth Master Zhu half-squinted his eyes and wanted to find a cigarette to smoke.

The next day.

Fourth Master Zhu came out of the room. The sun was already shining outside.

Zhao Xuanzhen, dressed in a red dress, stood in the corridor, with graceful curves and a moving figure.

"Fourth Master, I got up late today." Her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her red lips moved.

"Feiyan is so crazy, she tortured me all night." Fourth Master Zhu spread his hands, "But she will definitely not be able to get out of bed today."

Zhao Xuanzhen stared with beautiful eyes, and then her eyes dropped slightly, with a touch of complicated emotions flowing in her eyes.

Fourth Master Zhu stared straight at her and raised his eyebrows: "Another day, it will be you who will sleep with me."

Zhao Xuanzhen's slender eyelashes trembled slightly, touching her heart, and she pursed her red lips: "Fourth Master, you have a quite big appetite."

Fourth Master Zhu laughed it off.

His eyes fell on the garden downstairs, which was very lively.

"Hey, why are there so many people here today?" he asked curiously.

"The great Confucian scholars and talented people in the capital have gathered together." Zhao Xuanzhen smiled, "It is said that the emperor has decreed to open a subject to recruit scholars, and they are very happy."

It turned out to be the case.

Fourth Master Zhu glanced around and found an acquaintance, Luo Guanzhong.

……

He went downstairs and came to the garden.

A group of literati chanted in a low voice, debated loudly, and drank a glass of wine while talking and laughing.

The musicians dance gracefully with graceful postures. The moving dance postures and the melodious sound of the piano are intertwined, which is intoxicating.

Luo Guanzhong sat alone in the corner, drinking sullenly.

Fourth Master Zhu came to sit next to him, patted him on the shoulder and asked, "Why don't you go chat with those sarcastic scholars?"

"Fourth Master."

Luo Guanzhong's expression was obviously surprised, and then he smiled bitterly, "I came with my friends, but these celebrities and scholars heard that I was a composer of miscellaneous music, and they all despised me. That's right, I have no fame and I can't be on the stage."

"All of them combined can't compare to you." Fourth Master Zhu laughed loudly, "In this Hongwu era, in terms of reputation, only Zhu Yuanzhang can match you."

Luo Guanzhong was frightened by his words.

He had no chance to become an official. In the late Yuan Dynasty, he served as Zhang Shicheng's staff.

If this was investigated, he was afraid that Zhu Yuanzhang would arrest him.

"Who is so loud!" A cold snort came, "Dare you speak nonsense about Your Majesty?"

Fourth Master Zhu turned around and sneered sarcastically: "Hey, isn't this Mr. Lu who sold me the salt mountain for a hundred taels?"

The person coming was none other than Lu Ben. When he saw it was Fourth Master Zhu, fear flashed in his eyes. His front teeth were knocked out by Fourth Master Zhu. However, he held on to his identity as a great scholar and snorted coldly: "This is a gathering of literati and refined scholars. What are you, a worldly person, doing here?"

"Pooh!"

Fourth Master Zhu opened his mouth and scolded, his eyes full of disdain, "Are you worthy of being called a scholar? I also have a famous poem in the capital. Do you have any hair? Do you have any hair? Not one."

Lu Ben was so angry that his mouth was full of smoke, he blew his beard and stared, but there was nothing he could do.

When the literati present saw this, they all stood up to defend Lu Ben and shouted loudly.

"You are just a fool, how dare you compare with Mr. Lu? Mr. Lu is the master of the East Palace and the Minister of Rites!"

"That's right! Mr. Lu is a great scholar in this world. You, Fourth Master Zhu, are just a rough man who wields swords and swords. How dare you speak nonsense here?"

"In terms of family background and reputation, in what way is your Fourth Master Zhu comparable to Mr. Lu?"

Facing the crowd's siege, Mr. Zhu's face remained calm and his heart did not beat. He looked around at the people present, and then spread his hands: "I have a song called "Linjiang Immortal: The Rolling Waters of the Yangtze River Passing East." If you have the ability to compose one, There's no better word than that."

Everyone looked at each other in confusion after hearing this, all blushing and having thick necks but speechless. They looked at me and I looked at you, and they couldn't come up with any better words.

In the end, I could only turn my attention to Lu Ben, hoping that he could save some face.

"Master Lu, are you coming?" The fourth master had a sarcastic smile on his lips, "Hey, I've never heard of you, Master Lu, having poems handed down to the world."

"You, how dare you be so rude!" Lu Ben was so angry that he shook his sleeves angrily, "I am the master of the East Palace, the prince's teacher! How dare you insult me ​​like this?"

"Uh, don't get me wrong."

Fourth Master Zhu waved his hand and glanced at everyone again, "I am saying that everyone sitting here is rubbish!"

Everyone's eyes were about to burst, but they didn't dare to take action.

……

Qi De, as Lu Ben's favorite disciple, stepped forward, with a hint of provocation in his voice: "If you are capable, compare it with my husband. Your Majesty is about to open a subject to obtain a scholarship. Then we will see whose disciple is in high school." A lot."

As soon as these words came out, everyone nodded in praise, secretly saying that Qi De was very witty.

In their opinion, Lu Ben would definitely win this competition. After all, had Fourth Master Zhu ever had a disciple? How can he teach and educate people?

"Yes!" Fourth Master Zhu actually agreed, "Then let's compare."

He originally wanted to establish an academy, but he could use the opportunity of competing with Lu Benn to make the academy quickly famous.

Because Lu Ben had a high prestige among scholars.

When Lu Ben heard this, he was secretly proud of himself, but on the surface he pretended not to care and snorted: "In that case, I'll wait and see."

After saying that, he waved his sleeves and turned around to leave: "I have no interest in gathering again today, so please leave."

The crowd dispersed quickly.

Fourth Master Zhu and Luo Guanzhong walked out of Feiyan Tower slowly.

Luo Guanzhong asked tentatively: "Fourth Master, do you really want to establish an academy?"

"Then there is still a holiday?"

Fourth Master Zhu smiled and was very confident, "Our academy will definitely become the strongest academy."

"Who gave you confidence?" Luo Guanzhong couldn't help complaining.

"Because I'm rich!" Fourth Master Zhu shrugged, "If you have money, you can make a fool of yourself, but why can't you manage the academy?"

Luo Guanzhong: "!!!"

He was also speechless.

However, he decided to stay. Since Fourth Master Zhu had money, he would start with him.

"Next, we have to choose an address for the academy." Fourth Master Zhu said, "It has to be big enough and impressive enough."

Luo Guanzhong felt something bad.

Are you building an academy? It’s not like we want the entire Feiyan Tower.

(End of this chapter)