Fisherman's Song Dynasty

The woman in front of her was only about twenty years old, with a slim and graceful figure, and an oval face without makeup. Although she was plain, she could be called stunning, and especially she had a naturally bookish air, standing there gracefully Time is like a painting and a poem.

Xu Zizhen is not a master who can't walk when he sees a beautiful woman, but now he can see it straight.

Beside this woman was a woman in a yellow shirt who was about the same age, holding several volumes of books in her hands, with a delicate and pretty face, seeing Xu Zizhen's wide-eyed, drooling brother Xiang, couldn't help but glared at him.

Xu Zizhen finally came back to his senses, and waved to the beauty with a smile: "Hi girl, my name is..."

"Xiu'er, let's go." He had just finished speaking, but the beauty didn't even look at him again, turned around and walked away with the woman in yellow.

Qian Tongzhi had already laughed so hard: "Xiao Xu, are you overwhelmed? Do you think any girl will fall in love with you?"

Xu Zizhen looked at the graceful figure going away, and said in a loud voice: "It's a sin for a girl to pass by the door, not to have sex with her, I've decided, I must have sex with her!"

Qian Tongzhi laughed and said, "You want to date her? That's not easy."

Xu Zizhen was amazed: "Oh? You know what you mean? What's the origin of this girl, tell me?"

Qian Tongzhi said: "You will know what it is in the future, but I can tell you that there used to be a man who was known as the number one talent in Shanxi and a number one talent in West Beijing who pursued her at the same time."

"The results of it?"

"It turned out that the two became a couple."

Xu Zizhen said: "Bah! I'm not that frustrated. I'm just a girl. I can take her down with a little trick, don't you believe?"

Yan Zhao couldn't help but said: "You talk and dress like this, you scare people away, so why are you pursuing?"

Xu Zizhen chuckled: "You don't understand this. Men are not bad and women don't love them. Are there still few decent men in this academy? I'm the only one who is called Xihan."

Yan Zhao gasped and said: "Then if I'm bad, can I also..."

Xu Zizhen glanced at him: "Women love bad men, not bad-looking men." Speaking of this, he suddenly thought, "Lao Yan, don't you have a fancy? Tell me, do we know each other? "

Yan Zhao's face turned red, and he said coyly: "Just... the girl in the yellow shirt just now, I think it's pretty good."

Suddenly, Xu Zizhen smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll teach you a few tricks later, and keeping them will let you taste what you want."

Yan Zhao's eyes lit up: "Really?"

Xu Zizhen rolled his eyes: "I don't believe it."

"I believe I believe!"

"Then I'll give you a few tricks first, listen..."

The three of them walked in while talking and laughing. Across the courtyard was a small river with a stone arch bridge over the river. After crossing the bridge was an open flat land, and further ahead was a majestic house with a gold letter on a black background hanging on the door. A plaque with three characters written on it - Minglun Hall.

Qian Tongzhi introduced: "The basic courses of Yingtian Academy are roughly Confucianism, Taoism, Mohism and other classics. Why don't you go in and have a look?"

Of course Xu Zizhen was going, he was still very interested in the so-called elites of the Tian Academy.

Sure enough, as soon as he arrived outside the door, he heard someone discussing something in the hall.

"The bravery of the Jin soldiers is nothing but rumors. If it wasn't for my soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty to destroy the Liao Dynasty with all their strength, how could they have taken advantage of the opportunity?"

"Brother Zhang is right. Now that the Liao Dynasty has been destroyed, and the Xixia has also died down, our Great Song Dynasty naturally has enough energy to deal with the Jin people. If it weren't for this, why did the Jin soldiers and the left and right armies stop moving forward? It is obvious that they are obedient. gone."

"My dear brother, I heard that His Royal Highness King Su has gone to the Zhendingjin camp in person. What do you two think of the result?"

"Huh! The golden man is a barbarian who drinks blood like a hair. Thinking of my vast Chinese kingdom, there are countless capable ministers and famous generals. What else can the golden man do besides bowing his head and proclaiming himself a minister?"

Xu Zizhen couldn't laugh or cry when he heard it outside the door. He knew very well how the Jinren's combat effectiveness was. Not to mention anything else, just the Jurchens in the Zhending barracks could be called elites. The role of stealing chickens and dogs to take advantage of.

But the following discussion left him speechless. One side talked about what to do under the counterattack, and the other side said that we should follow the example of the ancient so-and-so, and fight with whatever strategy. Nonsense words are purely for scholars to talk about on paper, and none of them are reliable.

Xu Zizhen and Yan Zhao looked at each other and smiled. After all, literati don't know how to fight, and it's normal to have a dry mouth. But what happened next in the room made him startled.

"From the point of view, at the beginning of the Jin people's invasion of the south, the imperial court should send people to go to peace talks. Disputes in the world are nothing more than a word of profit. The Jin people originally came here for these. If they give enough, there will be no war."

This person is clearly the main peace faction, if he is placed in the court, he will be another Wang Fu and Qin Hui, Xu Zizhen will be angry when he hears it, but this person seems to have some background, a word actually aroused many responses.

"Brother Zhu's words coincide with my younger brother's, it's really a good opinion!"

"Exactly, if you do this, you can avoid the disaster of dying."

"Brother Zhu really deserves to be a talented scholar in Bianjing!"

The words of flattery became more and more unbearable. Xu Zizhen was so angry that he couldn't help but stepped into the room and laughed: "I don't see a talented man in my life, but when I see a talented man, he is ten feet tall. If a talent is not ten feet tall, how can it be?" Fart on the wall!"

"Who is presumptuous?"

"Bold, who?"

"Where did this country man come from, to speak foul language?"

After Xu Zizhen entered the door, he glanced around. The room was full of well-dressed scholars. At first glance, there were always four or fifty people. Xu Zizhen stepped forward to grab the brat who said he was presumptuous without saying a word, and with a slight push, he fell to the ground, and then one foot stepped on the man's face.

Here are all scholars, who can compare to Xu Zizhen's power to kill embryos, this "Brother Zhu" is the same, he was trampled to the ground without the slightest resistance, but he is quite upright at this time, and he is vague Shouted: "Who are you? Let... let me out!"

Xu Zizhen sneered: "I've become poor and crazy recently, come in and have a good time, and if you don't want to be beaten, give me 100 taels of silver!" After speaking, he stepped a little harder.

The scholar surnamed Zhu only felt that his cheekbones were about to be crushed. When had he suffered this kind of suffering? He couldn't care about anything else under the severe pain. His hands and feet were stabbed desperately, and he managed to find a few ingots of silver from his bosom. .

Xu Zizhen took it and weighed it, then said with a sneer: "Oh, it's really easy to take out the silver, it seems that you are quite rich, yes, give me another 1000 taels of silver, and I will let you go!"

The scholar surnamed Zhu yelled vaguely: "Don't push yourself too hard, I..."

Xu Zizhen slapped him on the face: "I just want to make a profit. If you give me enough money, I will let you go."

The whole room suddenly became quiet. There are smart people here. At this time, who can't guess that this rude person who suddenly appeared is because of the conversation with Zhu just now?