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Chapter 41 The poetic talent of a subordinate

The three great scholars in the academy got into a fight? Was it because the discussion of Taoism exceeded the limit, and the gentleman escalated from verbal to physical? The eldest princess was surprised. She had studied at Yunlu Academy for a period of time.

The four great scholars in the academy often sit and talk, smiling when they are happy, and swearing regardless of their image when they are anxious.

But I have never encountered a situation where there was a big fight.

After all, the Confucian scholar had a noble status and was a teacher, so how could he do it so easily?

Zhao Shou frowned slightly, put down the teacup, and asked, "Why do you do this?"

The old gentleman shook his head and said helplessly: "I don't know, Mr. Mu Bai was writing an inscription, but suddenly, two gentlemen appeared out of nowhere, and then they started fighting."

After a pause, the old gentleman added with a sad face: "When you say 'old man' and he says 'shameless old thief', he looks really angry."

At this time, the dean, who was as calm as a mountain, was startled and realized that something was wrong.

The eldest princess said: "The dean will take me with him."

Zhao Shou said in a deep voice: "Within one foot of me, I belong to the Saint's Academy."

The eldest princess was in a trance for a moment, and then she saw the sculpture of a saint holding a scroll, candles burning, and green smoke curling up in the hall.

There was an uproar outside the hall, and strong winds rushed into the hall and blew out the candles.

Dean Zhao Shou had disappeared across the desk, and the eldest princess faced the strong wind and walked towards the entrance of the palace.

The strong wind caused her dress to fly backwards and her skirt to cling to her chest. Even a thick winter coat could not hide her bulging figure.

Looking up into the distance, three great scholars stood in mid-air.

A majestic and unyielding aura surged out of the three people's bodies, colliding with each other and stirring up the air to create violent winds.

Zhang Shen snorted: "Li Mubai, you are a shameless person. You just stole students from me that day, but today you have done such a despicable thing, and you have read all the knowledge of the saint into the belly of a dog?"

The eldest princess was slightly moved. She didn't know what the great scholar Li Mubai had done to make the great scholar Zhang Shen so angry.

Fighting for students? Have the two ever fought for students?

Li Mubai retorted loudly: "As a teacher, what's wrong with helping my disciples polish their articles and poems? It's obvious that you, an old man, are jealous of my talent."

Chen Tai: "Shut up, I can't stand it anymore."

Li Mubai glanced at him sideways: "The man named Zhang and I are anxious for some reason. What's wrong with you and Chen Tai? Let's go and cool off."

At this time, Zhang Shen took out a volume of book from his arms and said leisurely: "It seems that it is difficult to distinguish between Haoran and Zhengqi."

He tore off one of the pages and let it burn.

The moment the paper burned out, a green cloud appeared out of thin air and buzzed towards Li Mubai.

They were green beetles with ferocious mouthparts, like a swarm of locusts, densely packed.

"I have traveled all over the world in the past few years, and it is not without gains." Li Mubai did not panic at all, he also took out a book, tore out two pages, and set fire to it at the same time.

One of the pages burned up and turned into a red lizard, somewhere between reality and fiction.

The red lizard's cheeks bulged, and it suddenly spurted out a stream of flames dozens of feet long, burning the green clouds in the sky into ashes.

At the same time, another page of paper was burned, and a young girl in scantily clad clothing appeared, with a figure as light as a fish, swimming towards Zhang Shen.

As he approached, Zhang Daru's eyelids became heavy and he felt an overwhelming sense of sleepiness.

The young girl approached Zhang Shen with a slightly raised corner of her mouth and a charming smile.

At this moment, Chen Tai also burned a page of paper in his hand, and a bright golden elixir appeared, blooming with golden light.

"Ouch"

Li Mubai was stabbed in the back in vain and staggered by the golden light. Zhang Shen was also burned by the golden elixir and broke free from his sleep. He quickly encouraged Haoran's righteousness and shocked the young girl in scantily clad clothes.

The eldest princess watched this scene in silence.

Sixth-grade Confucian students can learn the secrets of other systems and put them into writing and record them in books.

What Zhang Shen used just now was a Gu Master's method, and the young girl on Li Mubai's paper should be from the wizard system, but she was not sure which level she was.

As for what Chen Tai used, if she read it correctly, it was the Taoist Golden Pill.

The three great scholars were fighting fiercely in mid-air, and the students below were watching with great interest. Although they were a little confused and worried about the sudden fight between the three elders, it was a once-in-a-lifetime and rare event to see the great scholars fighting.

Seeing that he could not take down Li Mubai for a long time, Zhang Shen had an idea: "Li Mubai, your pants have fallen off."

Li Mubai felt a chill on his crotch, and was shocked to find that his pants had slipped down to his ankles.

"Damn it!" Li Mubai's mentality exploded and he shouted: "Everyone's pants will fall off."

Below, countless people bent down to lift their pants in fear.

A milky-white jade pendant on the eldest princess's waist shone brightly.

A majestic voice sounded, clearly reaching everyone's ears: "It is forbidden to kill each other here."

"Floating is prohibited here, get down here!"

As soon as the words fell, the awe-inspiring righteousness of the three great scholars dissipated automatically. Newton regained his dignity and pulled them down from mid-air.

Zhao Shou, who was wearing linen clothes and with disheveled gray hair, walked up to the three of them with a sullen face and looked sharply at them: "What's going on?"

Zhang Shen and Li Mubai exchanged silent glances and reached a tacit understanding in an instant. The former snorted coldly: "It's nothing, it's just that there are differences of opinion on scholarship. No one can convince the other."

The latter then said: "So I changed the way."

Convincing people with reason is in line with the Confucian style of doing things.

"Dean, I reported them, they are all lying to you." Suddenly, the scholar Chen Tai stabbed two people in the back, completing a double kill.

Zhang Shen and Li Mubai both turned their heads and glared at each other.

Chen Tai looked towards the low wall in the distance: "The dean must know the poem "Send Yang Qian's Qingzhou at the Sheep Pavilion"."

Zhao Shou then looked at the low wall and stared at it for a moment. When he saw the small line of characters, he suddenly understood.

He knew that Zhang Jinyan and Li Chunjing were envious of Master Ziyang during this period.

The poem on the low wall is indeed a good poem. Not to mention that it will become famous after it is spread, and it will also have a great chance to be passed down to future generations in the future. It is understandable that they are arguing over reputation. Wait, they just said to me

What does concealing mean? Dean Zhao's face twitched.

He was about to speak when, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the eldest princess in a long dress trailing to the floor, with a cool and elegant temperament.

He immediately swallowed what he wanted to say.

The eldest princess's clear eyes flashed, and she smiled reservedly: "What poem caused the conflict between the two great scholars?"

Zhang Shen and Li Mubai quickly bowed and saluted, "It's just a poem to encourage students to learn."

The eldest princess's gaze immediately turned to the low wall, her beautiful eyes shining brightly: "What a poem."

After a pause, his lips slightly opened: "Who composed this poem?"

Zhang Shen bit the bullet and said, "He is my student. Well, "The Sheep Pavilion Sends Yang Qian to Qingzhou" was also written by him."

"That fast guy from Changle County Government?" A strange color flashed in the eldest princess's eyes.

"His name is Xu Qian." Li Mubai replied, adding: "He is also my disciple."

The eldest princess felt that this name was somewhat familiar. It seemed that she had heard someone mention this name before, but she didn't remember it in her heart, so she couldn't recall it.

With such a great talent, being a fast-hand in the Changle County government office is too much. Even if he can only write poems, he is enough to support me in the house and be a chief of staff, the princess thought.

The students of the academy stood in the distance, admiring the beautiful face of the eldest princess. She was as beautiful as a snow lotus that was left alone in the world. Her aura of luxury made people forget the world.

"Where are they?" The eldest princess's clear eyes swept over the crowd and stared at them.

"Went on a mountain tour," Chen Tai said.
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