Looking at these scholars with frozen smiles, Li Xiuyuan sighed in his heart.
To be honest, he didn't want to. His literary talent was indeed limited, and his ability to recite poems and compose poems was weak, and he was not as good as those truly talented scholars.
However, these people pressed me so hard. One of them thought that he was mediocre in appearance, another told him that he would live in Hedong for thirty years and he would live in Hexi for thirty years, and one seemed to have something to do with Qingmei.
The three of them seemed eager to trample under their feet and humiliate them.
I had no choice but to come up with a trick.
By the way, I traveled through time with my own skills, so what’s wrong with plagiarism?
Thinking of this, Li Xiuyuan felt confident again.
Seeing that everyone's faces were stiff and silent, he couldn't help but ask: "Is this first couplet too difficult? Do you want to change it to a simpler one? I also have a simple one here, how about the king of heaven covers the tiger of the earth?"
"..." Everyone's lips twitched but they remained silent.
"How about another one? Do you know how many ways to write the word "hui"?"
"..." Everyone was still silent.
"Hey, since you don't say anything, I'll take my leave."
In the end, it was really boring. Li Xiuyuan also knew that these people were afraid of offending, so he would not sit here to attend any gatherings, so as not to make himself uncomfortable, so he found a reason to leave with Xiaodie and Du Chunhua.
As soon as he walked away, a voice came: "I hate this kind of duplicitous people the most in my life. They are obviously ordinary in appearance, but they are weird. Where did he find such an absolute person to entertain us and return the favor to the King of Heaven?"
Covering the ground tiger is vulgar."
"By the way, there are several ways to write the word Hui. Is he scolding me for not even knowing the word? There is only one way to write the word Hui."
"No, there are two kinds."
"Why do I remember there are three types?"
At this moment, Li Xiuyuan, who had not yet left Jibaozhai, shook his head slightly and felt that it would be better for him to stay away from the scholars in the future, so as not to be contaminated by their weird tempers.
"Thank you for taking care of the store. Xiaosheng will come here tomorrow to copy books." At this time, Ning Caichen was sent out by the store. It seemed that they had already negotiated and decided to copy books here.
"Guorong? No, Ning Caichen, have you done everything?" Li Xiuyuan said.
Ning Caichen gave a salute and said, "Yes, Xiaosheng, thanks to the care of the store, is copying books here. I met Mr. Li again. I have something to do in my late life, so I won't stay here for a long time. Take my leave."
After saying that, he left in a hurry.
Li Xiuyuan smiled and said nothing more.
Now is not the time to meet Ning Caichen.
After buying some paper and books, he also left with Xiaodie and Du Chunhua.
When he was preparing to return home, he saw three or five scholars returning home late together on the road. These scholars were disheveled, had a carefree appearance, and had light steps. Their faces were filled with joy and satisfaction.
"It's Zhu Yu and the others." Li Xiuyuan paused.
From the looks of it, Zhu Yu and his party have just returned from outside the city.
Moreover, his steps were weak and his clothes were disheveled. It was probably that he encountered some sexy ghost in the ghost market yesterday and was entangled all night long to replenish his yang energy.
"Which ghost is right? Although these scholars are not in danger of life, it is inevitable to lose some yang energy." Li Xiuyuan thought to himself.
However, each of these scholars looked so happy that they were willing to be sucked by the naughty ghost, and they were very happy to do so.
"Yesterday was really a blessing. That girl Qian admired my poems and had a romantic relationship with me. It was truly unforgettable. Before she left, she even gave me an embroidered shoe as a souvenir. This girl Qian's
I can't live up to your kindness."
"Yes, my Miss Zhao is not the same."
"In that case, why don't we go to the market tonight? This will save a few girls from guarding an empty room alone."
"Well said."
Zhu Yu and other scholars walked and talked, with a bit of aftertaste in their expressions, as if they were obsessed with the figure of the beautiful woman last night.
I was so fascinated by the thought that even when I passed by Li Xiuyuan, I didn't realize it.
"I'm just fascinated by the female ghost." Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but frowned when he heard their conversation.
He wanted to stop them and tell them not to go to that ghost market, but when he saw these people showing off their pride, he couldn't help but stop talking.
"Let's see if they can wake up on their own first, so that I don't have to be a bad person again. It would be best if they can wake up. With this lesson, they can abide by it in the future, and if I try to dissuade them at this time, they will probably ask for it.
This is boring." Li Xiuyuan thought in his mind.
Although the dangers of pornographic ghosts are there, they are not serious. They just squeeze your Yang Qi.
This is a kind of enjoyment for those who are addicted to it. Only in the end when your yang energy is insufficient, you are bedridden, and you are unable to have fun, you can taste the consequences, and this takes a while.
So Li Xiuyuan didn't rush to remind him.
But he felt that since these people were all scholars, they should understand how there could be a market in the mountains and how there could be young and beautiful women throwing themselves into their arms.
If they can't even wake up to this, they should suffer this disaster.
After returning to the house.
Li Xiuyuan reviewed some books that he was not familiar with before. After practicing calligraphy for a while, he saw that it was getting late and he stopped writing the ink pen in his hand.
"Chunhua, Xiaodie, you two have a rest today. You don't have to wait for me. I'm going out later and I won't be back until very late."
"Where are you going, young master? I haven't had dinner yet." Du Chunhua came up and said.
Li Xiuyuan said: "I have some personal matters to go to the Chenghuang Temple. Let's have dinner when I get back."
"Xiaodie, go buy some incense for me."
Xiaodie responded and quickly went out.
After some preparations, Li Xiuyuan went out at night and walked to the City God Temple.
According to the normal time, the Chenghuang Temple was closed at this time.
When Li Xiuyuan arrived, he saw that the consecrator of the Chenghuang Temple was already waiting here. He was an elderly man.
"Excuse me, is this Li Xiuyuan, Mr. Li?" Lao Miaozhu asked.
"Exactly." Li Xiuyuan nodded: "Does the old man know me?"
The old man Zhu smiled and said: "The Lord City God just asked someone to tell me that a distinguished guest named Li Xiuyuan will come today and asked me not to close the temple door. Now I saw the young master walking to the Temple of the City God alone. He must be the Lord City God."
I’m talking about Li Xiuyuan, Mr. Li.”
"That's it." Li Xiuyuan nodded.
It is true that there is a god standing three feet above the head.
Even before he came to Chenghuang, he already knew it.
It seems that the City God is very concerned about every move he makes. After all, the City God cannot calculate his whereabouts.
"Master Li, please come this way. Lord Cheng Huang has been waiting in the temple for a long time." said the old Miao Zhu.
"Thank you." Li Xiuyuan nodded.
As soon as he entered the Chenghuang Temple, he smelled a strong smell of incense that spread everywhere. The smell was extremely pure, without any smell of paper ash.
Such a strong incense can indeed only be possessed by serious gods.
Facing the smell of incense, Li Xiuyuan walked all the way and soon saw a middle-aged man in red official uniform in front of the main hall of the City God's Temple, standing with his hands behind his back, looking at him with a smile.
It’s the City God~!
Li Xiuyuan felt a chill in his heart when he saw that the City God's body was solid, like a living person, without the slightest feeling of insubstantiality. If this person hadn't been the same as the statue in the City God's Temple, he would have really thought it was an official standing here.
.
However, the City God is still different from ordinary people. When the nearby candlelight shines on the City God, no human figure can be seen.