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A white-bearded scholar stood up, wearing a spotless robe and a black Confucian scarf on his head, and he looked like a paradise who was not as good as a worldly master.

His indifferent aura rose in vain after standing up and shouting the sound of the river willows falling. He then pointed at the young man who was still confused with a folding fan and said, "The son of the Jiang family in Qingzhou is better than the generation, and it is better for you to serve Jin Seshu."

With a broad mind on his face, he turned his eyes to look at the young man who was kneeling calmly on the soft couch, and said, "Lu Cao, your talent in poetry and prose, I didn't expect that the little book boy around you was also very upset. Although he lost a game, losing to Jiang Liuyu would not be considered ugly."

Wang Lucao chuckled, raised his eyes gently to look at Jiang Liuyan, who was furious and helpless, and said with a smile: "Tsk tsk, the Qingzhou Jiang family, which has been romantic in previous years, deserved the reputation?" He glanced at the old Confucian scholar who had just spoken, lowered his eyelids, and said as if he was gentle, "Better than a book boy, I really admire him, and admire him."

This statement is a resounding sound.

Shen Kang hummed and laughed out loud. It seemed that the truth was as Jiang Liuyu said. Today, in the Shilin people, we must judge the height of the family lintel.

The book boy is not as good as the young master, hehe, reasonable, reasonable.

Jiang Liuyan's face turned red, and finally believed what Wang Lucao said before. It was not because of his outstanding poems, but because those people gave in to him.

How could he compare to the elegant and elegant sentence of a scattered poem about a lotus serving Jin Seshu?

Wang Lucao suddenly stood up, no matter how Jiang Liuyu's personality collapsed, he turned around and looked at the man dressed in a middle-aged housekeeper behind him, opened the folding fan with a single "click", slapped it gently on his chest, and said confidently and calmly: "Tell the family truthfully what he saw and heard, please ask your father to reconsider Luming Academy and make a decision."

As soon as this said, there was an uproar at the Liushang banquet. It was said that Wang Lucao of the Taicang Wang family was young and talented, but why was this bad nature?

Until this moment, Bai Qichang's expression changed slightly and he cursed: "The sons of the Taicang Wang family are arrogant. They use Liu Jing's simple mind and slander Lu Ming Academy in front of all the scholars, and the villain of Yazi."

Shen Kang whispered: "It makes no sense that he is so popular. The gentleman from your academy is talking lies with his eyes open. A young master lost to someone else's book boy. If this is spread, it won't make people laugh. But the gap between the poems and essays is too big, which makes people criticize him. He was not careful and was pecked at the eyes. Why did he scold Diao? Did the Diao make mistakes? Where was the Diao make mistakes?"

Bai Qichang said: "The eagle was dissatisfied with Luming Academy. She hoped to go to the county school to let his talent spread his wings, deliberately setting up a trap to lead people to the trap."

"But, there is nothing wrong with the eagle." Shen Kang twisted his cuffs, smiling slightly but not smiling, and he was usually so mean. He didn't think there was anything wrong with Wang Lu's operation.

"Tsk!" Bai Qichang's position was different from him, and he was devoted to the reputation of the academy, so he had no intention of quarrel with Shen Kang. He immediately turned around and looked at him with a warning, turned his face, and habitually touched his nose and drooping his eyelids, not knowing what he was thinking.

The lively Liushang Banquet was once in an awkward situation.

Chen Kang thought about it secretly. There were basically big academies in the Ming Dynasty, Song Dynasty and Yuan Dynasty, and there was a rule that the imperial examinations must be subject to official studies. It is true that scholars usually choose to study in county schools.

But since Wang Yangming and his disciples brought the wind of learning to the heart, academies in various parts of the Ming Dynasty were like bamboo shoots blooming after a rain.

Now is the era when the academy culture is the most powerful in the Ming Dynasty. The sages and doctors set up colleges to teach students about their thoughts. In addition to giving lectures, they can also briefly discuss the affairs of the court and discretionary figures.

This is also the time when the thoughts of the mind are surging and fierce, and these academies are the cradles of the blooming thoughts.

If you can get more exposure to new ideas, why should you go to the old official school that reads the script?

In short, it’s not a fish that can’t tell the joy of fish. Chen Kang is not a central place, so he is naturally too lazy to ask about these things. He just stood there like a play.

The gentleman who had just spoken was already urinating, leaving Jiang Liuyi with a confused face, looked at the embarrassed and hypocritical smiles around him, and then looked at Wang Lucao with a steady swearing, "Shiko! You dare to lie to me!"

Wang Lucao gently slapped his chest with a folding fan and said slowly: "Be careful of your words, my child."

Chen Kang looked at Wang Lucao who was full of slut, and secretly admired in his heart. What a corrupt family that could raise such a noble person.

A young man born under the banner of socialism, Chen Kang was so envious of him, and then warned himself not to envy those he didn’t have. It would be better to practice a few more words than to be ambitious.

After all, it's his fucking envy.

I envy Wang Lu for having a high starting line and a big family. He has the final say where he wants to study. No matter how much his family makes arrangements, he can just use a small trick to make everyone stop.

I envy Jiang Liuyu and the stars are supporting the moon. Even if I become the devil king in the world, some people will provide him with the best, some will clear the way for him, and some will even rush to let him step on his own.

Who said there was no family after the Tang Dynasty?

It is just a matter of impact on the size of the world. Social class has existed since people were born. No world can be free from the world, whether modern or ancient.

Even in that sensitive and special era, I don’t know how many people look forward to the stars and the moon. I hope they can come from a red family and become a “right-rooted and red seedling” and are enviable?

My thoughts were too far away, and Chen Kang felt much pressure and was grateful for the imperial examination, which gave the poor children a channel to rise.

Thanks for the imperial examination!

Bai Qichang, who was still by his side just now, disappeared at some point, leaving Nongyu staring at Chen Kang.

Chen Kang was uncomfortable when he saw him. While lowering the bull's back, he asked, "Where is your young master?"

Nongyu took out his aloof energy again and said with a cold face: "I don't know."

Chen Kang nodded, ignored his cold eyes and led the cow forward. One step, one step seemed to be the same as the plowing cow around him.

He thought, no matter what, he had to tell this era that he was coming.

The little boy holding the plowing ox walked forward slowly. He patted the back of the cow beside him and carried a thin whip, looking very pleasant.

An old scholar smiled slightly and greeted, "Children, where are you calling?"

Chen Kang smiled calmly and replied: "The desolate family."

The old scholar asked with a smile: "What do you want to do?"

Chen Kang said: "Visit the Fairy."

“Who?”
Chapter completed!