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Chapter 70: Talk about poetry and compete for the limelight again. Go back to your hometown and say goodbye to your seniors.

 Jialan is popular again.

The bookseller who came to discuss with Li Xuanzhu about the publication of the academy's anthology was overjoyed when he saw Jia Lan's words and the comments written by Li Xuanzhu and Cheng Kewei themselves. He immediately arranged for an extra 20% of the anthology to be printed.

The profit share given to the academy is also increased by 10%.

Li Xuanzhu stroked his long beard and laughed.

As a veteran of the Ministry of War, he has never been a pedantic person who knows that a penny can stump a hero. In fact, even the Supreme Emperor once joked that Li Xuanzhu didn't look like a military official, but more like an old household official. Exactly.

Under his coordinated operation, the Great Xia Dynasty could barely maintain such a huge armament.

Li Xuan is very familiar with the method of making money.

Although Jia Lan's words are good, no matter how good they are, they still need packaging. In this era, the best packaging is the comments of celebrities. After Li Xuanzhu wrote his own comments in his own hand without saying a word, he ordered Cheng Kewei to be called.

, let Mr. Wu Ding also add a few words.

The bookseller was also good at this. He knew at a glance that this article was bound to be a hit, so he reciprocated the favor. In this way, both parties complemented each other and the business could last long.

As the first poetry column added by Diecui Academy in the anthology in many years, Jia Lan's song "Geng Luozi" became popular immediately.

"Your nickname has changed so quickly. Last month it was still 'Sunny must come, rain must come', now I have to call you 'The world's affairs, young people's heart'!"

In the academy, Feng Ziying patted Jia Lan on the shoulder and laughed. Qin Zhong and others also laughed.

Qian Xisheng agreed with his face and sighed: "Jia Xuedi, from now on, you have completely lost the label of being weak in poetry! Look at the words you wrote, and those who don't know would think they were written by someone.

No matter how modest you are, you are going too far!"

"This is also thanks to the teachings of all the teachers." Jia Lan is still modest.

"Huh? You just said that, and you are still humble!?" Qian Xisheng pretended to be dissatisfied: "As the saying goes, when a Taoist master comes in, cultivation depends on the individual. Even if there are famous teachers such as Shanzhang and Mr. Wuding, it also depends on the individual's understanding.

Even the mountain chief said he had never seen someone as fast-changing as you."

Jia Lan chuckled: "Senior, if we talk about poetry, you are also my teacher! I still remember the poem written by my senior, 'I pity him for wandering and blame him for flying, few people know his thoughts at the end of the world.' I wrote the lyrics, which are deep in my heart.

After all, I still follow my senior’s style.”

"That's not right!" Qian Xi smiled and shook his head, and said seriously: "I know what I wrote, but after all, it is still tainted with some beautiful atmosphere. Most of it contains sentimental content, unlike what you wrote.

There is this infinite sustenance in every poem. In terms of state of mind, I am not as good as you!"

These words were so powerful that not only did Jia Lan and others in front of them feel respected, but even the students from the surrounding colleges felt inexplicable admiration after hearing this.

There is no second in martial arts, no first in literature, and the literati despise each other. This has been the case since ancient times. After thousands of years, Confucian scholars and scribes have become a ruling class that can be arrogant. These people have been accustomed to living a life of superiority to others in their respective hometowns since childhood.
Even if such people fail in the imperial examinations many times, they are often unconvinced.

People like Qian Xisheng who can admit in public that they are inferior to others cannot be said to be rare, but they are extremely rare. This magnanimous temperament is greatly appreciated by not only Jia Lan, but also by military generals such as Feng Ziying.

"Alas! It was a waste of money for the senior student to come from a wealthy family and yet he is so willing to let himself fall!"

In the distance, Fang Tangjing was talking in a tone that said he hated iron, but suddenly a cold snort came from beside him.

"Ignorant businessmen, if they lose, they lose. Those who dare to admit it are the real men. If you are such a talkative and coward, you are worse than carrying someone's shoes!"

"You!" Fang Tangjing was furious when he heard this. When he turned around, his face suddenly froze and he struggled to put on a smile: "Hello, Mr. Qiu!"

The visitor is no one else, but Qiu Er from the Duwei Mansion.

He was embarrassed in front of Jia Lan before. He went back to think about it and asked his servants to inquire. He still didn't know that he had fallen into Fang Tangjing's trap and stood up for him in vain, causing him to hit a wall.
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Jia Lan and Feng Ziying were unable to retaliate for a while, so Fang Tangjing became Qiu Er's punching bag. In order to prevent Qiu Er from publicizing his embarrassing incident in Chongwen Academy, he had no choice but to spend money to avoid disaster.

Seeing Fang Tangjing's cowardly appearance, Qiu Er curled his lips and left without even bothering to say anything.

He still knows a little bit about it, and he knows that if they break up, Fang Tangjing will unfortunately leave, but he will also lose a share of his progress.

In fact, if Qiu Er hadn't been really bored these days, he wouldn't have ridiculed Fang Tang Jing just now.

Feng Ziying seems to have suddenly changed her temper. She ignores him when he meets her. Several times, he deliberately provokes the other person and walks past her without changing his expression, as if he thinks he is transparent.

This feeling made him feel so painful, as if a fist he had thrown out with all his strength fell on cotton, and his whole body felt uncomfortable.

"Second Master, if you are still angry, why don't we wait for Xiu Mu tomorrow and ask someone to make an order on the way, and beat up Feng Ziying to relieve my anger?" A helper suggested with a smile.

"You're fucked by a puppy!" Qiu Er slapped him and cursed: "I'm not a loser! If you can't beat me, you can't beat me. Ask yourself which military general in Shenjing City can beat that guy?

Where do you think you should go with these people? Use your brain, okay?

After I am an upright Cavalry Commander, does the Wuxun family have to do such shameless things?!"

The person who was slapped covered his face repeatedly.

Qiu Er walked far away, but his voice was still loud at the end. Fang Tangjing, who heard it not far away, was moved in his heart.

"Randy, look at those singers, their eyes light up when they see you!"

In the private room of Yunlai Inn, Feng Ziying was teasing Jia Lan: "Your reputation as 'Master Tianya' is much greater than my reputation as 'Master Ziying'."

"No, Master Ziying is the best!" Jia Lan said with a smile.

[If you were not Ziying but Ziyin, people who came to hug me would probably line up at the city gate, sincerely.]

Qian Xisheng was from Yuhang, and it was time to return south to his hometown to prepare for the provincial examination in August, so Jialan specially bought a banquet for him to practice.

"Senior." Jia Lan, Qin Zhong and Feng Ziying raised their glasses together, "I hope you will have wings and become a fish in the sea. Jia Lan wishes senior that you will be successful!"

Qian Xisheng smiled and replied: "Okay! Let me lend you a word and send me to Qingyun!" Then he drank the wine in one gulp.

Feng Ziying left in advance, and when leaving, he smiled mysteriously: "Brother Lan, I will bring a wonderful person over to meet you next time." He left without waiting for Jia Lan's reaction.

After the banquet, Qian Xisheng chatted with Jia Lan alone for a while: "Brother, I was a little confused when I first came to Diecui Academy... Fortunately, I got the guidance of Shan Changdundun, and then I met you... In short, it was you who woke me up..."

Me!" He patted Jia Lan's shoulder heavily, feeling very emotional.

Qian Xi's speech is intermittent, and he seems to be a person with a story.

Jia Lan said: "The senior has a noble character, and Jia Lan sincerely hopes to have a fellow student like the senior on his way to seek the Tao."

"Okay!" Qian Xisheng shouted, "Let you and I encourage each other and work together!"


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