The rebirth of the poisonous concubine is charming and sweet

Chapter 1691 Is there anyone still unconvinced?

"If I want to have a grandfather like that, I also want to be a champion, hahaha..."

It was raining heavily outside, his laughter was extraordinarily sarcastic and sharp.

It cut Jiang Yingying's eardrum like a blunt knife.

The waiter wiped the sweat from his brow, and bowed to explain: "That table was all failed, and they were all from out of town. They stayed here waiting for news. I thought I could bring good news back home, but I didn't expect..."

"Master Ouyang, the county lord, you two, don't listen to their nonsense!"

Now, the eyes of all the people in the hall are attracted to the past.

Everyone was whispering.

Ouyang Chengze's status really made him a bit hesitant to come as the No. [-] pick.

The people at that table were still yelling.

"Why are you all looking at us? Don't you think so?"

"Don't blame any of us, if you want to blame it, blame it on not having a good ancestor!"

"The reincarnation technique is not good! Hahaha..."

"If I vote for the Prime Minister's Mansion, I can also become the champion!"

The voices of these people are getting higher and higher, and the expressions on their faces are almost crazy.

Ouyang Chengze narrowed his eyes, his displeasure flashed past.

Jiang Yingying directly raised her voice and retorted: "If you voted in the Prime Minister's Mansion, you will still be trash like you are now!"

Her voice was clear, calm, and loud, and immediately suppressed the discussion in the hall.

All eyes fell on her.

"The county lord...is the county lord Jiang..."

Someone recognized her.

"Isn't the person next to her the champion of Jinke, Mr. Ouyang?"

The complexion of the people at the table who scolded Fang Qiu suddenly changed, and they looked at Jiang Yingying in surprise.

Jiang Yingying walked slowly, walked down the stairs, and walked to them.

Her stature is not very tall, but when she looks coldly, she has an aura of her own.

"Life is like a gamble! It is a basic gamble to bet and admit defeat. This scientific examination is like crossing a single-plank bridge. Thousands of troops are marching together, and one defeat is nothing!"

"In history, how many people who go down in history were able to go to high school in one go?"

Jiang Yingying's eyes were sharp, and she glanced at these flushed alcoholics one by one, and said emphatically: "Failure is nothing, how to face after failure can reflect a person's character!"

"With a mind like yours, if you fail the exam, you will suspect that others are the number one scholar because of your connections. If you pass the exam, then you are truly blind!"

"After reading books for so many years, I don't understand the reason why I should not be arrogant in victory and not discouraged in defeat. I still want to be nominated for the gold list. You can nominate it in your dreams!"

"People like you, even if you are in high school and enter the officialdom, you will definitely be narrow-minded in the future. When you encounter problems and don't want to face them, you will know how to blame others. It is a joke to rely on people like you to benefit the people!"

"If I were Confucius, I would be ashamed to have scholars like you!"

"If I were your ancestor, I would wish to expel such rags like you from the genealogy!"

"If you voted for Prime Minister Ouyang's family, when the prime minister's family declined a few years ago, it would have been turned into a puddle of mud. How can you withstand such pressure and grow up?"

……

Jiang Yingying questioned loudly, scolding these people so that her face turned pale and she was completely drunk.

They pursed their lips and stared at Ouyang Chengze and Jiang Yingying, as if they wanted to say something, but they dared not say it because of their identities.

Jiang Yingying sneered: "Look at you cowards, where did you just use cat urine to slap Fang Qiu, now that you know who I am and who is next to me, you don't dare to say it, you scholars have the backbone Woolen cloth!"

One person couldn't help being angry, and said angrily: "Although you are the county lord, don't talk too much, we are all scholars after all."

Jiang Yingying grabbed him by the collar of his back coat, pulled him back a few steps, and said with a sneer, "Scholars are amazing, there are so many of them in Da Viet! A mind like yours is smaller than a pinhole, and you don't even know how to do it." What an insult to the word scholar!"

"You are aggrieved and think you can go to high school, that's fine, I will give you a chance today..."

She said, throwing the scholar aside in disgust, took out a handkerchief to wipe her hands, and smiled at Ouyang Chengze behind her: "Little brother Ouyang, do you still remember the essay you wrote in the exam that day? "

Ouyang Chengze nodded with warmth in his eyes.

Jiang Yingying pointed at the messy table: "Then do you remember?"

Several people nodded sporadically, roughly remembering it.

"That's fine, you all write it down silently. Today, in front of so many people, let everyone comment on whether Mr. Ouyang can be the champion, or you few good talents can be the champion!"

The fat shopkeeper is also a good-natured one, and he quickly asked for the Four Treasures of the Study.

The guests at the next tables also vacated their seats, and Xiao Er put several tables together to form a simple desk.

Ouyang Chengze had a deep heart and a good memory, so he wrote silently without any hesitation.

The handwriting is vigorous and full of beauty. On the other hand, those few scholars stumbled, scratched their ears and scratched their cheeks, and used pens to scribble and correct them from time to time. From this point of view, it is already a judgment.

The confrontation between the two sides attracted the attention of many customers in the store. The food in their hands was not delicious, and they all ran to the front row to eat melons.

In fact, it's normal for everyone to have some thoughts about Ouyang Chengze's position as the No. [-] scholar.

Jiang Yingying can understand.

Today, she wants to take the opportunity to show her power in order to suppress these thoughts.

She knew that he had this strength.

He shouldn't be suspected of nepotism.

This time, it is an opportunity.

Soon, Ouyang Chengze silently wrote out the article he made at that time. He smiled slightly, with a bit of shyness: "There may be a few words in it that are different from those at the time, and I can't remember them all!"

Gee!
You remember it so clearly, and you still say you can't remember it all.

Everyone doesn't care about what those few people wrote about.

This word is so ugly, and there are so many ink balls, no wonder it didn't hit. If it hit, it would be weird.

Everyone leaned over, someone had already read Ouyang Chengze's article, the more they read it, the more ugly the faces of those who rushed to the street became.

gap!

They see a gap like a chasm.

Not only the words, but also the literary talent, the mind, and the vision.

Ouyang Chengze's article is rich in rhetoric but not repetitive, high-sighted but down-to-earth, broad-minded is the mind of a superior.

It doesn't look like it was written by a teenage boy, but more like a person in his thirties who has experienced many vicissitudes.

Everyone was amazed.

Jiang Yingying scanned it quickly, then looked at Ouyang Chengze with raised eyebrows.

Yes, this answer is better than she expected.

She cleared her throat, swept through everyone one by one, and asked unhurriedly: "Now, are there any of you who are not convinced?"

(End of this chapter)