The super god lottery system of the glory of the king

Chapter 780 You Have Selfish Hearts
Hearing Zhang Keda's words, the people present couldn't help laughing loudly.

In front of many writers, he boasted that he was talented and learned, and this was said from the mouth of a high school student who had nothing to show for it.

This is like Guan Gong playing a big knife in front of the gate. Anyone who sounds like it will laugh out loud.

"Chen Xiaoyou, tell me, what was Zhuge Liang's real original intention when he wrote the "Book of Commandments"?" Jin Zerui asked curiously.

Chen Hao stood with his hands behind his back, looking imposing.

His eyes are like torches, looking straight into the distance.

There is no wind around, but the sleeves of the clothes are automatic, and the handsome figure has the general fairy temperament.

Guo Jingfei, who was sitting next to him, couldn't help but let out a cold snort, thinking that the opportunity to see Chen Hao make a fool of himself finally came.

With his literary talents, when Chen Hao gets embarrassed, he just stands up and sprays him with hundreds of words, that's not a problem.

"The Book of Commandments, judging from the title, is indeed a letter written by Zhuge Liang to his son Zhuge Zhan before his death, but in fact, his real purpose in writing this article was not as passed down by later generations. In other words, it is actually a disguised rumor to judge articles written by others.”

As soon as Chen Hao said this, everyone present stared at him with surprised eyes.

This is the academic conclusion given by generations of scholars after generations of research. How can it be regarded as a rumor?
"People in the world believe that Zhuge Liang wrote the "Book of Commandments" to teach his son to live in peace and be indifferent to fame and wealth, but in fact the historical facts are just the opposite."

Chen Hao's words were like throwing a huge rock into the sea, causing an uproar.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and many shook their heads with disdainful expressions on their faces.

"False words! Young man, I advise you to admit your mistakes as soon as possible, otherwise, you will be convicted for slandering history!" A middle-aged man accused angrily.

Chen Hao curled his lips lightly, and continued: "Zhuge Kongming has achieved countless achievements in his life, and he has been famous for thousands of years, but there is a saying that is good, no one is perfect, and he has made many mistakes in his later years. I regret the mistake I made, that is, when he was the prime minister of Shu Han, he failed to get his son an official and semi-nobility in the court."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present fell silent.

Many people blinked their eyes, as if lost in thought.

But more people still held a disdainful attitude towards Chen Hao, thinking that he was just talking nonsense.

At this time, Chen Hao suddenly had a hint of sadness in his eyes.

It seems that Mr. Kong Ming possesses a body, and his body naturally reveals a Wei Ran posture overlooking the world.

The corners of his lips curled slightly, his eyes half-closed, and he continued: "So, when he wrote the "Book of Commandments", Mr. Kong Ming's original intention was not at all to hope that his beloved son would be indifferent to fame and wealth. In the 30 years after Mr. Kong Ming's death, Aizi died in battle, although Mr. Kong Ming could not witness it, but if he was still alive at that time, he would definitely feel even more heartbroken."

When Chen Hao said these words, there was an unconcealable sadness in Chen Hao's eyes.

His voice was deep and deep, as if Zhuge was alive, and his grief and remorse were naturally revealed.

Many literati present here are already very sensitive to language, and they couldn't help shaking their heads and sighing after hearing Chen Hao's words.

Especially Jin Zerui, when he looked at Chen Hao, the light in his eyes became more and more obvious.

Guo Jingfei, who was sitting next to Chen Hao, was stunned for a long time, but he didn't realize what Chen Hao had said just now.

He has studied the article "Book of Commandments" in Chinese textbooks. When the teacher was in class, he carefully took notes and consulted a lot of materials after class. He thought he was very familiar with this article. .

However, he couldn't understand a single word of what Chen Hao said just now.

What remorse, what heartache, these words, the Chinese teacher did not say it in class.

"Nonsense!" Zhang Keda shouted first.

He looked at Chen Hao coldly, and said with disdain: "What you said is completely nonsense. Who here doesn't know that Mr. Zhuge has been indifferent to fame and fortune all his life, otherwise he would not have written 'There is no way to go far without tranquility. "Indifference can't show ambition', and you actually said that he hoped to help his son to the top, when you said it, wouldn't you feel contradictory?"

Hearing Zhang Keda's rebuttal, everyone present nodded.

Although Zhuge Liang has left stains in his life, no one is perfect. Generally speaking, the image he left to future generations is still indifferent to fame and fortune.

Chen Hao's analysis just now is undoubtedly a deliberate attempt to slander his image.

"Contradictions?" Chen Hao let out a self-deprecating low laugh, nodded, and then asked Zhang Keda, "Mr. Zhang, let me ask you, do you also have selfish intentions?"

"I……"

Zhang Keda's face showed hesitation, he pondered for a few seconds, and he answered loudly decisively: "Everyone has selfishness, and so do I!"

"Since you have it too, why don't you dare to admit it? Mr. Kong Ming back then had the same selfishness. The so-called tranquility, indifference and ambition, to put it nicely, are just a protective cover that literati use to decorate themselves and cover themselves up. That's all." Chen Hao said with a wry smile.

"This……"

Zhang Keda's face suddenly became ugly: "But Mr. Kong Ming is a person with real ambitions, and he is definitely not comparable to narrow-minded people like me. If you slander him like this, you are slandering history!"

"Slandering history?"

Chen Hao smiled lowly, shook his head, and looked into the distance: "Speaking out what is in my heart is actually regarded as slandering history."

Of course, this sentence, to the ears of ordinary people, would only regard him as a lunatic talking to himself.

Chen Hao's assertion sounds like groundless nonsense to many writers.

Isn't it ridiculous that a high school student judges himself that a dog can't spit out ivory, but wants to show off his literary talent in front of a group of literati?
"Although this person looks like a student, he has learned all the books he usually goes to school from pigs, right?"

"What the hell did you say just now, I almost died laughing."

"No shit!"

"How can such a person be qualified to participate in the gathering activities of our Writers Association?"

"I think my dog's barking twice makes more sense than what this kid said just now."

All the people present pointed at Chen Hao and laughed disdainfully.

Chen Hao didn't care at all, smiled wryly, and sat down calmly.

A few seconds later, he blinked his eyes, and the sadness from before was lingering for an instant.

"Okay, okay, don't worry about it, everyone. I just said that everyone can speak freely when they sit down. We don't need to care too much about the accuracy of the speech. Besides, this is just what my nephew's classmate said. Everyone listen It’s good to have a good laugh, don’t spoil the elegant spirit of coming out to collect music today.” Guo Nan stood up to smooth things over.

Although it was a smooth talk, the words were still full of disdain.

"I think what Chen Xiaoyou said just now is quite reasonable." At this time, Jin Zerui who had been smiling and silent all the time suddenly spoke.

(End of this chapter)