Song Menghua: At the beginning, ask to marry Sheng Minglan

Zhang Haohao stepped forward, hugged Qi Heng's arm very familiarly and sat beside him, pretending to be aggrieved and a little funny.

"Young master."

"Either you should go and see for yourself."

"The slave can't stand it anymore."

Gu Tingye asked strangely: "What's going on?"

The girl stroked her long hair around her ears, and said with a wry smile: "Yesterday I heard that the young master is here, and today many students from the Imperial College, as well as literati from Bianjing City, all come here admiringly."

"They were just holding a literary meeting."

"Now there is a quarrel, and I insist on going out to see the young man."

Gu Tingye was very interested.

"What do you want him to do?"

"Will no one still want to compete with him?"

Zhang Hao shook his head.

This is indeed unlikely.

Even Zeng Zigu defeated Qi Heng completely, how many other people dare to say that they beat Zeng Zigu?

She explained: "It's not a contest, it's justice."

"They quarrel among themselves."

"No one is willing to admit defeat."

"No matter how much the girls on the slave side can persuade you, you can't persuade them."

"Later, someone said that Young Master Qi is here. Of course, Young Master Qi has the final say on matters concerning articles."

"Whoever he says is right is right."

This word——

Gu Tingye looked at Qi Heng in a daze.

Qi Heng also looked at him in great confusion.

Not so much, right?

Just because of his scene with Zeng Gong Fanlou, his reputation in Bianjing literary world is so high?

Scholars and literati quarreled, and he was asked to uphold justice?

He thought for a while, then smiled and said, "Don't listen to their nonsense."

"What justice."

"It's just trying to pull me over and use it as a bargaining chip. If I stand on which side, that side will have more chips."

to be honest.

It's not flattery, it's similar to flattery.

Gu Tingye said with emotion: "Even so, it can be seen that you already have some reputation among these people."

"At least, they are willing to let you come forward."

"It also recognizes your ability."

When Qi Heng thought about it, it was true.

This is really a windfall, and it is very rare to have a certain reputation in the circle of potential scholar-bureaucrats.

He may not care, but it's not a bad thing.

Zhang Hao shook his arm.

"go Go."

"If you don't go, they're going to quarrel."

Qi Heng groaned slightly, then smiled.

"Go, go and see.".

Chapter 75 The literati fight, the second son of the Su family

"Choice of fate."

"Choose one, you don't care about the matter, you don't need to pay attention to it, your focus is on running the elite circle, and you don't want to get involved in the scholarly literary world."

"This will have a certain impact on your life, and your mentality will become more persistent."

"Reward: Quick wit."

"Option [-], you decide to go out and have a look. The influence of scholars in the Song Dynasty should not be underestimated. You think it is important to be a powerful person, but the influence of scholars is indispensable."

"This will affect your life to a certain extent, and your mentality will become more open-minded."

"Reward: Bo Wen Guang Ji."

Fame matters little.

This is the only reason why Qi Heng chose to go out and have a look.

Like last time, the impact this time is still exactly the same, but last time it was all major, and this time it's all to a certain degree.

In other words.

It doesn't matter whether he goes or not, it mainly depends on the choice of these two talents.

Vince's agility is easy to understand.

The focus of Bowen Guangji is not on remembering, it does not conflict with photographic memory, the key is on Bowen.

With this talent, all the historical anecdotes, knowledge, etc. he has come into contact with in his previous life will be deeply impressed.

Qi Heng simply weighed and made a choice.

……

In the front yard.

In the hall adjacent to the small garden, the two groups were clearly separated.

Most of them are wearing blue gowns on one side. They are typical Taiyuan students.

On the other side are white shirts and blue shirts, everything you need, obviously students and literati from all over the world going to Beijing.

These people are actually very interesting.

When unanimously external, they are collectively referred to as Shilin students.

But internally, they are full of mountains.

There are those who form groups based on their hometowns, others based on their literary schools, and others based on their backgrounds, mentors, and so on.

Among them, the students of the Imperial College are the most proud.

the reason is simple.

There is a separate exam for the Imperial College in the Song Dynasty, and the admission rate is as high as one out of five, or even one out of four.

So compared with thousands of troops and horses squeezing the wooden bridge.

It is conceivable that they themselves have a higher starting point.

Like Liu Ji and Liu Fengshan in Fan Loushi, they are all outstanding students among Tai Tai students.

That is Ouyang Xiu's disciple Zeng Gong.

It would be difficult for them to convince them to join forces with other people.

at this time--

The ten or so Tai students blushed and yelled at the opposite side with thick necks.

"Your poems are also called articles?"

"Mr. said that you are extremely poor and beautiful, embellishing love and moonlight, arranging flowers and plants, obscene and extravagant speech, flashy and usurping ancestors."

"This is not an exaggeration at all!"

The opposite side is also not to be outdone, regardless of the number of people and momentum, they will not lose the wind in the slightest.

"In my eyes—"

"The so-called Tai Xuewen of Ertai students is grotesque, slandering immortals, wandering and vulgar, playing tricks on mysteries!"

"That's what I don't know, it's inexplicable!"

The two parties kicked their feet and kicked their legs, refusing to give in to each other.

If it weren't for the girls in Caiwei Xiaozhu who were pulling one after another, they would have been huddled together, and there would be dog brains all over the place.

Such a scene is magnificent.

No wonder Zhang Haohao was powerless to dissuade him and could only ask for help.

When Gu Tingye saw it, he was dumbfounded on the spot.

"Good guy!"

"Such a group of people are actually scholars?"

"Compared to soldiers in the army, they are three points better!"

Qi Heng was also amazed.

He knew that the literati and scholars of this era admired the legacy of the Wei and Jin Dynasties, and they always advertised themselves as being free and easy, but they are so bold - really heroic!

Zhang Hao had a headache.

Outside, this girl is quite reserved, and she doesn't know how to move Qi Heng.

She twisted her handkerchief.

"Don't read the joke."

"Or we'll start fighting!"