At this moment, the happiest person is naturally Fan Rulong from Yun State. He said proudly: "Du Jun is also a scholar who came out of our Chinese Academy of Sciences Palace in Yun State, and he has the style of my semi-saint grandfather!"
The "Half-Saint Grandpa" Fan Rulong refers to is none other than Fan Qianfeng, the only Half-Saint in the Fan family.
It is an honor to be praised so highly by Fan Rulong, a scholar from a semi-saint family.
Later, Fan Rulong said to Du Ning: "Du Jun, I am nicknamed the 'Invincible Swordsman of the Imperial Academy' in Yun State. Today I will officially put this hat on your head. When will you be promoted to a bachelor?"
Then give it back to me."
The scholars around me laughed kindly.
Du Ning said with a smile: "Brother Fan, don't worry, after I lay the foundation, I will reach the realm of bachelor, and I will return this title to you as soon as possible. However... I think you should also try to reach the realm of bachelor. You can't
Have you always been in the Hanlin realm?"
Fan Rulong responded: "I'm a bit reluctant to bear the title of 'Invincible Swordsman of the Imperial Academy'."
"Haha..."
Everyone around was amused by Fan Rulong's humorous words.
The atmosphere among the Yun people was harmonious, while the Liao people were quiet.
Some people from the Liao Kingdom shook their heads and smiled bitterly, and then silently left the crowd. They could no longer endure the mood and continue to watch this civil struggle, because they seemed to have foreseen the outcome of the civil struggle, which would end with the defeat of the Liao Kingdom.
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Du Ning's cultivation and strength are there. Even three Hanlins working together are no match for Du Ning. So even if the tenth Hanlin appears, what ability can he beat Du Ning?
Even if you watch them continue to fight, it will only make the Liao Kingdom's audience even more angry when they see the Liao Kingdom continue to be embarrassed.
Instead of doing this, it is better to leave here as soon as possible and stay out of sight.
Du Ning said to Gu Xing: "Gu Xuezheng, I have surpassed you nine scholars at the Hanlin level. Now, can you please invite your tenth Hanlin scholar to appear?"
Gu Xing sighed helplessly. He didn't expect that the tenth Hanlin would have to appear now. This time, the fate of the Liao literary world was really related.
"Du Jun, you have now engaged in three consecutive literary fights, which have consumed a lot of talent and strength. For the sake of fairness, how about you rest where you are for a period of time before engaging in the last literary fight?" Gu Xing forced a smile.
Open your mouth.
Du Ning looked at Gu Xing's expression and felt that something was not right. After a slight hesitation, he said: "Okay, then I will take a short break and ask the tenth Hanlin to show up as soon as possible."
When Gu Xing saw that Du Ning actually agreed to take a break, not only was he not unhappy at all, but he even said happily: "Please rest assured, Du Jun, the tenth Hanlin will appear soon."
"Don't keep me waiting, and don't keep the scholars from other countries waiting too long."
"Definitely, definitely."
Gu Xing smiled broadly, and then stepped aside.
Du Ning sat on the floor and adjusted his condition.
After a while, a figure walked out of the crowd and stood opposite Du Ning.
Everyone thought that the Liao Kingdom had sent the tenth Hanlin, and everyone looked at it with expectation, but they did not expect that everyone would be disappointed.
The visitor is not the Tenth Hanlin, but Ke Changzheng, a bachelor of the Ke family of the Liao Kingdom.
"Du Jun, you're fine." Ke Changzheng raised his hand to Du Ning.
Du Ning glanced at the other person and quickly remembered that this person was the Ke family bachelor who went to Suzhou to fight last year and lost to Yue Tianyi.
So Du Ning slowly stood up from the ground and said, "It turns out to be Mr. Ke. What do you want from me?"
"I'm here specifically to persuade you to give up this literary fight."
Ke Changzheng's attitude was very arrogant, as if he was speaking condescendingly to Du Ning, even with a slightly commanding tone, which would inevitably make people feel disgusted, but Ke Changzheng was content with himself.
"What did you say?" Du Ning's face changed slightly.
Scholars from all over the world were also confused. What happened to this Chief Ke? He actually said such unrealistic words. Du Ning finally defeated nine Liao Hanlin officials, but he actually asked Du Ning to give up so easily?
This is too arrogant!
According to normal logic, Du Ning defeated nine Hanlin scholars in one go, so it is impossible for him to agree to such unreasonable conditions.
"Is this Chief Ke crazy? He actually wants Du Ning to give up this literary fight? It's really ridiculous!" Tian Feipeng said contemptuously.
Fan Rulong also said: "Does he still think that he is a bachelor from a semi-saint family? He actually spoke to Wenjun in that tone. How brave he is!"
Fu Yue frowned and said: "Ke Changzheng is also a Confucian and Taoist scholar after all. It is impossible for him to let it go. Maybe he said such words deliberately to test Du Ning."
Ke Changzheng looked at Du Ning and said: "Du Jun, you have won three literary battles in a row and defeated nine Hanlin scholars. You have stolen the limelight and exhausted your power as a literary gentleman, but you must stop in moderation."
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"What? Are you afraid that I will penetrate your Liao literary world, so you want to persuade me to give up? Mr. Ke, do you think this is possible?"
Du Ning looked at Ke Changzheng, with a slightly sarcastic expression on his face.
Ke Changzheng looked calm on the surface, but in his heart he was even more disgusted with Du Ning. He said slowly: "Du Jun, you misunderstood. The reason why I advise you to stop is not because we, the Liao people, are afraid of losing to you.
But for the sake of your eternal reputation."
"How do you say this?"
Du Ning looked curious. He wanted to see what Ke Changzheng was up to.
Ke Changzheng said solemnly: "Although you have won three games in a row and defeated nine Hanlin scholars, there is no way you can defeat the tenth Hanlin scholar. If you stop here, this literary fight will end in a draw."
It is good for both of us to end it in this way, but if you insist on literary fighting, you will definitely lose to our tenth scholar in the Liao Kingdom. At that time, your great generation of literary monarchs will be ruined.
, isn’t it a pity? That’s why I specially advise you to give up the literary struggle.”
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After finishing speaking, he looked at Du Ning with great contempt and disdain, as if he was looking at a clown.
"It's a joke, the tenth fight hasn't started yet, how do you know I will definitely lose?"
Du Ning showed disapproval and sneered: "But having said that, so far I have not seen the tenth Hanlin of the Liao Kingdom. Could it be that you were afraid that the Liao Kingdom would lose to me, so you showed up specially to persuade me?
Right?"
"Haha..."
When Ke Changzheng heard this, he laughed as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world.
Afterwards, Ke Changzheng showed a look of compassion and said to Du Ning: "It's not that we are afraid of losing to you. After all, you are a noble gentleman of the human race. Even if we lose to you, it is still a defeat."
Rong, there is nothing to be ashamed of, but if you lose to us, then how can you have the dignity to call yourself Wenjun? So you have to think twice and don’t act out of emotion, so as not to cause something you will regret." p>
"Although I don't know what you want to say, the matter has come to this. If I give up this literary fight simply based on your few words, wouldn't it make the world's scholars laugh at me, Du Ning, for being afraid of you Liao people?
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Du Ning showed an impatient look on his face and said loudly: "Stop talking about those unnecessary nonsense, and quickly send the tenth Hanlin to the field. After the literary fight, I have to return to Kongcheng, and I don't want to waste too much time here."
Time."
"Hey..."
Ke Changzheng sighed softly and said: "Du Jun, let me advise you one last time. If you stop here, it will be a draw for both of us, both for you and for us, the Liao Kingdom.
It’s a happy ending for everyone, but if you continue to have your own way, you will bear consequences that you cannot bear, so you have to think clearly.”
"I have thought very clearly that in today's battle, I will end this civil war with ten consecutive victories!" Du Ning said proudly.
"Ridiculous!"
The contempt on Ke Changzheng's face became even more intense, and he continued to smile at Du Ning tirelessly: "Do you really think you have that ability? You are wrong, you are absolutely wrong, ever since you came to our Liao Kingdom
The moment the literary fight begins, God has already determined the outcome. In this literary fight, you will be defeated by the tenth Hanlin. In any case, your plan to suppress the Liao Kingdom in today's literary fight will never succeed.
, you will be a loser!"
"Is Mr. Ke trying to buy some time for your Liao literary world to survive? I don't think what you said is funny at all."
Du Ning picked out his ears as if nothing had happened, not taking Ke Changzheng's words seriously at all.
"It seems that Mr. Du will not look back until he hits the south wall, and he will not give up until he reaches the Yellow River."
Ke Changzheng sighed softly again, feeling quite a bit sorry for Du Ning.
"What exactly do you want to say?" Du Ning looked serious.
Ke Changzheng did not respond to Du Ning, but cupped his hands to everyone and said loudly: "Fellow literary friends, you have also seen that Ke gave good advice to Du Jun, hoping that he could rein in the situation in time, but he just couldn't get enough food, rice, oil and salt.
Since he insists on having his own way, no wonder I, Ke Changzheng, didn’t remind him in advance and ask all literary friends to bear witness.”
Afterwards, Ke Changzheng looked at Du Ning and said, "Du Jun, I will be your opponent from now on."
"What? Are you coming?" Du Ning's eyes narrowed.
Many scholars present also changed their expressions. Chang Ke is a Confucian and Taoist scholar, so he does not have the conditions to engage in a literary battle with Du Ning.
Unexpectedly, Ke Changzheng smiled mysteriously and said loudly: "Dun Ning of the Yun Kingdom bullied our literary world of the Liao Kingdom. Ke Changzheng is not talented. I am willing to retire from my position as a scholar of Confucianism and Taoism to fight with Du Ning and contribute to the literary world of our Liao Kingdom."
A small effort!"
After the words fell, scholars from all over the world looked shocked, even in disbelief.
