Chapter 180: Not human

Ma Cheng pointed to an eight-part article and ridiculed: "After the people are richer than the lower ones, the king is richer than the higher ones. It is because the king is rich and hidden from the people. Since the people are rich, how can the king have the only reason to be poor?

It smells so smelly, so smelly, it can’t smell!”

Liu Zihua was shocked and whispered: "Chen Lang said calmly. This article is called the people's feet, which is not enough? It is a famous work of art. It is a must-read for scholars all over the world to read it. Mr. Zhenze has been in the eight-legged art in his life.

This is the best article.”

Ma Cheng became embarrassed. He saw that he accidentally picked the eight-part essay and cursed a few words, which made him very embarrassed.

Sure enough, a few scholars who were picking books ridiculed and said with great pleasure: "Where did the man from the mountain village bark? Mr. Zhenze's famous works are also criticized by you, a fool who is ignorant."

Ma Cheng coughed lightly, and wanted to ask who Mr. Zhenze was and whether he was still alive.

Liu Zihua suppressed his smile and mentioned, "Mr. Zhenze is Wang Ao, a Jinshi during the Chenghua period, and was appointed as the Minister of Revenue and the Grand Secretary of Wenyuan Pavilion during the Zhengde period."

Ma Cheng wiped his sweat. It turned out that he was a Grand Secretary of the Cabinet during his reign and was also the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue. He was really awesome.

Those scholars must be students of the Imperial College. They got the advantage and were even more sarcastic: "This young man is so arrogant, even the people are worthy of being a good scholar for such an eternal period. I guess he is very knowledgeable, so he dares to report his name.

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Ma Cheng was displeased, and Liu Zihua held back his laughter and rescued him: "My husband was frivolous and said the wrong thing. Please forgive me."

The scholars surrounded him and said angrily: "Mr. Zhenze was able to read classics and history at the age of eight, and could write poems at the age of twelve. At the age of sixteen, the Imperial College was circulated and Shizong gave him his writings when he left.

He stopped working for one day and was awarded the title of Grand Tutor, and was the highest-ranking minister. Mr. Yangming praised him for his perfection and was recognized as the best in the world. How could he be humiliated by a village man in the wild? It would not be successful!"

"What a beautiful beauty, why is she a blind man who has married such a stupid man?"

A burst of ridicule made Ma Cheng want to take a selfie twice. He just said it casually, but how could he provoke a big guy who is the best in articles and is so naughty.

Ding Wenchao, who was leading his personal soldiers, turned red and almost cut off people with a knife.

At the disadvantage, Liu Zihua's pretty face turned red. He pulled his sleeves and wanted to leave, but he accepted it even after being chased and scolded.

When he walked to the street, Liu Zihua complained: "Why are you talking nonsense? You have lost a lot of face. I will have no shame to go out to meet people in the future."

Ma Cheng was angry and embarrassed: "How could I know that a book I just took is a famous book for all time."

Liu Zihua was both angry and funny. He pulled his sleeve and ran away in panic. It was quite interesting, but the personal soldiers behind him were still driving the carriage and couldn't walk fast. The scholars chased him and ridiculed him, making him harsh and mean.

Ma Cheng sneered and took the beauty to declare sovereignty. Although Liu Zihua blushed, he obeyed, and buried his head in his eyes and dared not see anyone.

It was difficult to walk around her three-inch golden lotus, so Ma Cheng simply held her half and took her away.

Sure enough, the scholars were furious and scolded even louder: "What a rude beast!"

"Volume things, common things that are unfair to the customs, are unbearable!"

Ma Cheng sneered. If you see such people in the future, you should let go of the girl and let me come.

If the beauty in her arms looks extremely ugly, these people would not have such a sense of justice.

He grabbed the beauty's slender waist and pretended to be angry and said, "It's all your fault."

Liu Zihua said aggrievedly: "Okay, I will go out and sit in a sedan chair in the future."

Ma Cheng was satisfied only then. The two looked at each other and smiled and walked a few steps. They were quite childlike. They were about to get rid of the weak scholars, but someone stopped them in front of them.

A scholar in blue shirt shouted happily across the pedestrian: "Zihua, Liu, why are you here?"

This place was originally a prosperous place, so I couldn't walk after shouting. The scholar in the green shirt brought his friends to greet him. The steward who was panting behind also chased him, and the two sides were blocked.

Ma Cheng stopped helplessly, saw the scholar in blue clothes running fast, and said embarrassedly: "Who is this?"

Liu Zihua shouted in panic: "City Lang, please calm down. This person's surname is Ai, his name is Ai Nanying, his courtesy name is Qianzi, and he is a scholar and a talented man in Linchuan."

Ma Cheng saw that her face was frightened, but her charming eyes were full of spring. She was just doing something on purpose and was funny in her heart. This talented man in Linchuan thought he was her suitor. He was a little angry, but soon

Relieved, this beauty even gave her the most precious red pill, so she was naturally innocent with this talented man.

The talented man chased after him and said happily: "Zihua, let's go to Nanjing, it's okay."

Liu Zihua peeked at the lover and said embarrassedly: "Qianzi, why are you here?"

The talented man smiled freely and said calmly: "Of course I'm looking for you."

Liu Zihua became even more embarrassed, pretending to be deaf and dumb. Ma Cheng also opened his eyes wide and looked at this gentleman. He chased the beautiful woman from Nanjing to Beijing. This was so infatuated.

Ding Wenchao finally couldn't help but stepped forward and cursed, "Are you blind? Can't you see anyone beside Miss Liu?"

The talented man Ainanying said with a face that remained unchanged: "Since he has not tied his hair, he should be Yunying's unmarried body. He is infatuated with Zihua and will not care about these things."

Ding Wen smiled energeticly: "You birdman, do you have a pair of thief eyes. Do you usually stare at someone else's new wife?"

Ainanying's face remained unchanged: "I won't argue with you, a fool, and insult you."

Just after a few quarrels, a large group of people surrounded me and pointed at me.

Several good people who were chasing behind him took the opportunity to shout, "Don't let these common things go, this stupid guy just cursed Mr. Zhenze's famous article."

"Absist him!"

"It's unreasonable. I'll capture him to the Confucius Temple and kneel in front of the saint to apologize."

There was a loud noise, but the noise was high, and no one dared to really attack, provoking more than a dozen thick and strong soldiers. Ding Wenchao, among them, looked fierce, and you could tell at a glance that it was

It’s not easy to mess with, and scholars are not stupid enough to really get beaten up.

But he was coming in full force, and Ainanying said seriously: "Which article is you scolding?"

Several scholars occupied the truth and ridiculed: "What is scolding the people is, who is not enough for this article?"

As soon as the words were finished, there was an uproar around him, and laughter was everywhere. The scholars were scolding him sarcastically. There were also swearing words like your mother, and this was a hornet's nest.

Amid the laughter and scolding, Ainan Ying looked disgusted and frowned and said unhappy: "I am really a fool without learning and ignorance. Zihua, why are you so despicable? You are committed to such a fool? I misread you.

Now!"

Ding Wenchao was furious and clenched his huge fists: "Who are you scolding me for being despicable? Are you looking for death?"

Ma Cheng Wuming was angry and wanted to fight. Suddenly, the pain on his waist was pinched by the beauty beside him.

Liu Zihua looked frightened and begged: "Chenglang, let's go. This is the Imperial College, and I can't beat you."

Seeing her sad face, Ma Cheng felt soft and then he drank a group of personal soldiers. He could fight to make a happy fight, but it was a loss. After all, it was inappropriate to beat people on the street of Imperial College. On the opposite street was the Confucius Temple.
Chapter completed!