The other party was speechless again, so Ling Cang asked further: "Speaking of attainments, I remember that this old writer also wrote a lot of obscene poems, including his representative work "Snow|Breasts": 'Your Breasts| "The room is like a tomb, burying me deeply." What else is there? "I compared your breasts to two tombs, and we slept in the tombs, and the blood turned into nectar."
Everyone burst into laughter when they heard these two poems.
Seeing that her opportunity to perform was disrupted by Ling Cang, Chen Meihua was furious: "Ling Cang, you are not allowed to talk nonsense in class. Sit down immediately."
"Teacher, you asked me to say it," Ling Cang said with an innocent look on his face, "Originally I was too lazy to mention this name, so as not to taint my reputation."
"You are quite crazy." Chen Meihua felt that instead of using the teacher's authority to force Ling Cang to shut up at this time, it would be better to refute it with reasonable evidence: "You also said that the scholar is romantic, why did he write these two poems? ,,Many famous writers in history have written similar works. Wei Zhuang has the phrase "horseback leaning on the bridge, full of red sleeves", which describes the scene of prostitutes soliciting customers, could it also become prostitution? |Poem Wave|Ci,”
"Evaluating a person cannot be separated from the background of the times and the humanistic environment. In Wei Zhuang's era, it was actually an elegant thing for literati to hang out in brothels. At that time, there were two types of places that specifically provided services to men. One was It is a high-end brothel, and the other is a low-level brothel. The girls in the brothel do not simply satisfy people's physiological needs. They must be proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, because when literati go to brothels, they usually sing about the wind and the moon. Prostitutes are purely places for sex. Speaking of which, the literati spent money to have fun, and the brothel girls made a living. Everyone just got what they needed. For example, after Liu Yong, the prime minister in white, a group of brothel girls raised money to bury him after his death. , it shows that he was affectionate and righteous to others during his lifetime." Seeing the chloasma on Chen Meihua's face jumping up and down, Ling Cang wanted to advise him to get an endocrine check: "And this old scholar made an everlasting promise to a woman. Cheating | Falling out of love after being cheated on. He only sees the new man smiling and doesn't listen to the old man crying. He has completely lost his conscience, so that everyone has criticized him a lot. In comparison, who is the real romantic and who is shameful? It’s clear at a glance,”
"Fuck...cannon..." Chen Meihua was so angry that she stuttered: "You...you...dare to say anything in class,"
"In general, whether in public, private, family, children, or comrades, the moral awareness of the old scholar is very weak. He has almost no dazzling personality highlights in his life. He lacks independent personality, thoughts and personality. He is even more unethical, and his principles of doing things are just for his own selfish interests. He is a typical example of the incompetence of literati. If you put the articles of this kind of people in textbooks, aren't you afraid of teaching the next generation badly?"
"Then what do you mean by being a scholar?"
"Well, we can find many examples. The poet Byron would rather lose his title of nobility and bravely defend unemployed workers; Bruno was already in his fifties when he was arrested by the Inquisition, but he still insisted on his beliefs and was finally arrested. When he was being burned at the stake, he proudly said, "You are more frightened when I read out the verdict than when I heard it." After Zola became famous, he risked losing everything to participate in the unjust case of Dreyfus and wrote a masterpiece for the ages. The famous poem "I Accused"...these are examples of literati, and Guo Wengun is not worthy of carrying shoes for any of them."
At first, the students were just amused when they saw Ling Cang dare to challenge the teacher. But after hearing this, they discovered that Ling Cang's knowledge had already surpassed that of the teacher.
Shen Fanlei looked at Ling Cang and nodded gently to show her approval.
Su Mengqing was disdainful at first, but her attitude changed a little when she discovered that Ling Cang could easily read many works and could recite them without looking up information.
This debate took a whole class, and the bell rang soon after class. Chen Meihua stood there wanting to cry without tears. She coerced and induced Linglan, and finally got Linglan to agree to give up the class to her, but she failed. Unexpectedly, a performance stage was created for Ling Cang.
The faces of the experts and scholars who came to listen to the lectures were all different. Those who were contradicted by Ling Cang felt resentful, but some showed a positive attitude and said to the principal: "The students of your school are indeed not vulgar."
"Thank you for the compliment," the principal just nodded slightly without showing anything.
Ling Lan felt that Ling Cang had breathed a sigh of relief for her, and smiled knowingly. Ling Cang felt much better when she saw this smile. This female teacher was too scary, and she did not dare to offend her.
After a day's work, Situ Dao felt very tired. Just as he was about to take a rest, a video phone call came in. When he saw the number, he rubbed his eyes first, and after confirming it, he hurriedly pressed the answer button: "Old Fourth ,is it you,"
"It's me." A man in his thirties appeared on the screen. He has a handsome face and fair skin that looks a bit like a girl, but his voice is full of male magnetism. He is the fourth child of God, Sikou. Chang, who has not had contact with the other three brothers for nearly ten years: "Third brother, I haven't seen you for many years, how are you?"
"Same as the same," Situ Dao smiled sadly and said with concern: "I just miss you very much. I feel relieved to see that everything is fine with you."
"I also miss my three brothers very much. It's just that Ling Yang ordered me so, so I have to do it."
"You are now..." After hesitating for a moment, Situ Dao asked tentatively: "Are you with Ling Yang?"
"Yes, but don't ask me where I am, I won't tell; don't ask me what happened, I won't tell either..." Sighing a long sigh, Si Kouchang continued: "As long as you understand, Ling Yang's arrangement is really a helpless move, so he naturally has a purpose in it."
"Speaking of which, Ling Yang still won't meet us,"
"If you want to meet, you can only wait until the time is right, that is, when Ling Cang can take on the heavy burden of the Ling family." After a moment of silence, Si Kouchang told Situ: "In fact, the call I gave you is Carrying the rising sun on his back,"
"Is there something wrong?"
"I can't say there must be anything specific, but there are some things that should be explained." Shaking his head helplessly, Sikouchang said slowly: "Lingyang doesn't want to get involved in outside matters for the time being. You and I both know that he has already done this before. All arrangements have been made, which can be said to be very thorough, but the problem is that there are many unexpected situations that he did not expect, so I think some adjustments should be made to the original plan."
"For example, Long Jianhai was killed,"
"Yes," Sikouchang nodded: "There are many other things, such as the Illuminati's ambitions are greater than we thought, and the Ju Shui Society that defeated Maicheng back then actually came out to cause trouble... However, Long Jianhai is the most important thing,"
"I believe Long Jianhai's death has nothing to do with Ling Yang,"
"It really has nothing to do with it. The whole thing was actually planned by the Illuminati. I can personally vouch for this," Sikouchang said with certainty, "It's a pity that we have no evidence."
"Then what should we do?" Situ Dao spread his hands and reminded with concern: "Long Jianyue is what you call a variable. She was looking for trouble for Ling Cang some time ago, and even sent a killer to kill Ling Cang. "It's finally quiet these days, but who knows what tricks she will do next,"
"Ling Yang will never train his son in this way," Sikouchang nodded thoughtfully: "If it continues like this, I'm afraid it will destroy all the previous plans, so we must get it done "Long Jian Yue,"
"Kill her,"
"No," Sikouchang shook his head slowly: "Before Long Jianhai's death, although Long Jianyue had been looking for trouble everywhere, Ling Yang never blamed him, otherwise he would have been killed long ago. We all know that, Ling Yang actually regards Long Jianyue as his little sister, so we'd better solve it in a better way,"
"In what way,"
"Sikong You has been investigating the cause of Long Jianhai's death over the years. If I'm right, there should have been progress." After thinking for a while, Sikou Chang added: "He has no chance to meet Long Jianyue, but you have , I think you can meet him, and if he has any evidence, you can hand it over to Long Jianyue,"
"No problem," Situ Dao had already met Sikong You before, and the latter didn't mention Long Jianhai at all, so Situ Dao doubted whether Sikong You could work. However, Situ Dao still supported S Kou Chang's proposal. : "I think it is necessary for us to change Ling Yang's original plan, contact each other when necessary, exchange our respective intelligence, and take unified actions,"
"I think so,"
Although the brothers strictly followed Ling Yang's plan, they were not so rigid and did many things in private. Situ Dao was one of them to kill Lin Xuening's brother, Sikong Youjian and Situ Dao were another one, Sikouchang and Situ Dao were This call is also one of them.
Situ Dao and Si Kouchang have always been a little confused about Ling Yang not allowing everyone to contact each other. Sikong You was the smartest. He realized back then that this was to prevent someone from secretly sabotaging. If everyone was always together, they might be killed. But if everyone acts separately and lurks to do their own thing, it will be difficult for the enemy lurking in the dark to attack.
It's just that plans don't change as quickly as they do. Even though Ling Yang has no foresight, he can't predict that so many things will happen after Ling Cang comes out of the mountain.
"Also, I feel that we cannot continue to be passive and should take the initiative to take some actions to help Ling Cang." Seeing that his proposal was adopted, Situ Dao immediately further proposed: "Ling Cang certainly needs to be tempered, but it is too dangerous to leave it alone. "
"This is possible, but we still have to maintain a certain limit. If we take care of everything, then Ling Cang will eventually become a useless young master, which is what Ling Yang least wants to see."
"I see,"
"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore..." Sikouchang sighed and warned: "Now that all the affairs of Chenyang International are handed over to you, you must be very tired. Please take care of yourself."
"I wanted to say the same thing to you,"
"No," Sikouchang shook his head: "Among our brothers, I am actually the easiest and don't have to bear anything. You and the eldest brother both work hard. One is responsible for the pockets and the other is responsible for the head, which is the most tiring."
"This is our responsibility,"
"When you see eldest brother, convey my words to him and tell him to take care of himself. After all, he is not young," Sikouchang said here, and suddenly remembered something: "By the way, you know where he is.
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"He is in Minghai. Although I don't know where he lives, I believe I can find him," Situ Dao smiled and told Si Kou Changdao calmly: "Actually, we have met once before. I think he is much older."
"Time is not forgiving..." Sikouchang nodded heavily: "I just hope that before we grow old, we can support Ling Cang to rise to power."
"I think that when Ling Cang can become what Ling Yang wants, when father and son can meet is equally important,"
Ling Yang is a great benefactor to Ling Yang, and these four brothers are willing to sacrifice their lives to repay Ling Yang. Since Ling Yang no longer cares about worldly affairs, Ling Cang has become the top priority in their lives, but Ling Cang has grown up.
This road seems to be very long.
Sometimes, Situ Dao felt that with only the strength of a few brothers, but without Ling Yang's guidance, the future was a bit bleak. He could only pray silently in his heart that Ling Cang could gain a reputation.
"Okay, that's all. I have other things to be busy with," Sikouchang took a deep look at Situ Dao over the phone and finally said: "Take care," and hung up the phone.
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The screen turned pitch black. Situ Dao stared blankly for a long time, and then his face suddenly changed: "Second brother, since you are here, why don't you come out and talk about old times?"
"Third brother, how do you know I'm here?" Sima Tian came out from behind a bookcase, looked at Situ Dao with a smile and said, "After so many years, you are still the same, you haven't changed at all,"
"Among us brothers, you are the only one who likes to wear Gough No. 2. You can smell it from a distance. You are so rich. I really don't know why you don't change to a better perfume. You insist on making this your trademark.
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"The answer is very simple, that is, I like it," Sima Tian sat down opposite Situ Dao and said calmly: "Just because I am rich enough, I can choose what I like at will, and no matter what I use, people will think
Being tasteful and blindly pursuing those high-end famous brands is what only the nouveau riche like to do..."
"Okay, stop talking nonsense," Situ Dao interrupted Sima Tian: "You are not here to explain your outlook on life."