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Chapter 228 Poetry expresses will(2/2)

If his luck were even worse, there would be some gossip, and the scene where he and his classmates stopped Li Kui might be recorded. If that were the case, Zhang Songnian would be in disgrace for eternity. Anyway, he would be so embarrassed.

Zhu Dayang gave up for him. Zhang Songnian did not object, but was a little moved. This is a good brother. His reaction was too fast and exciting.

But will Zhu Dayang be a fuel-efficient lamp?

He wasn't. Instead, he said matter-of-factly: "Su Men wins this round. Better than the next round..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Songnian couldn't help it anymore. He covered Zhu Dayang's mouth and dragged him to the woods. When no one was around, he asked, "Why do you want to create trouble again?"

"Songnian, do you think you lost?"

Zhu Dayang was speaking in a eloquent manner. At least listening to him speak can increase a lot of confidence. But the problem is that Zhang Songnian doesn't think it is a good thing for him to continue the competition. On the contrary, he may be a whipping corpse who can't bear to bet. Not only did he lose

All the senior brothers are majestic and their confidence will be frustrated.

He felt that if there weren't classmates from the academy nearby, this scene would be a perfect place to clean up the family.

cliff.

Grove.

It is simply the standard equipment for killing people and stealing goods.

It's a pity that he is a scholar, and scholars don't like this.

Zhang Songnian was silent. He felt that in the next competition of articles, poems, and strategies, he would definitely be crushed by that charcoal boy. Instead of knowing the result, he jumped into the trap knowing that it was a trap. It was obviously because of his insufficient IQ. He was not stupid.

He immediately said: "It's okay to compete, but I can't do it anymore."

Zhu Dayang looked at Zhang Songnian hesitantly and said in a deep voice: "Okay."

You agreed, how could you agree?

Zhang Songnian simply couldn't believe that Zhu Dayang, who usually only took advantage of others and only took advantage of them, had a day to show his style. He felt that he had wronged this classmate.

I originally thought that I would be the one who ended up in disgrace, but I didn't expect that it was Zhu Dayang who did not care about personal gains and losses for the reputation of the academy. It seemed that in just a few words of dialogue, Zhu Dayang's image suddenly became taller.

Zhang Songnian asked: "Then what are you going to compete in? Poems? Or essays and strategies?"

"I was stupid enough to compete with students from the Su family on poetry and policy. Isn't this asking for trouble?" Zhu Dayang said with disdain on his face: "I suddenly remembered that I went to Daming Mansion with my elders a few years ago and participated in a

At the Wenhui, an elder told a joke, saying that Bachelor Su didn’t know music, was tone-deaf, and had a voice as broken as a basket, which was very magical.”

Having said this, Zhu Dayang suddenly said with confidence: "I want to compete with him in rhythm."

Zhang Songnian's whole face turned dark. At this moment, he realized that Zhu Dayang was really a thief! Let him compete first. If he won, he would naturally have a share of the credit. But if he failed, he would immediately find Su Zhun.

If Zhu Dayang were to win, wouldn't this guy's reputation in Shouyang Academy be overshadowed by his own?

I really want to clean up the door!

At the same time, he also figured out that Zhu Dayang wanted to step on him and get the upper hand. But was the first seat in Shouyang Academy really that good? He was just the chief. To take the imperial examination, he still had to go to his hometown to take the exam all the way.

Finally, take the provincial examination.

If you are lucky enough to pass the provincial examination, you will finally take part in the palace examination.

It can be said that with thousands of troops and horses, this is a single-plank bridge for thousands of students, a field of life and death where gunpowder smoke and blood cannot be seen.

But Zhu Dayang knew that he had to seize this opportunity because the academy had a quota for recommending students to study at the Imperial Academy this year. He only found out the result by eavesdropping on the mountain chief.

That's right, the chance to sacrifice one's life in Taixue.

As long as he can pass, he will be able to reach the sky in one step. Studying in Taixue is an opportunity to be directly promoted to an official, and he can also interview and participate in the provincial examination. This opportunity must be won by him. As for senior brother Zhang Songnian, after all, he will know the reason.

He would break up with him, but at that time, he was already a Tai student. Thinking of this, Zhu Dayang couldn't help but tremble with excitement.

Just when Li Kui was waiting impatiently, Zhu Dayang accompanied Zhang Songnian out of the woods. The latter had sinister eyes, as if he had been betrayed, and a look of resentment on his face.

He was betrayed, but the problem was that he still had to maintain his status as senior brother in front of everyone, and he couldn't lose face or cause trouble.

Speaking of which, he also began to regret that he had competed with Su Guo on articles a few days ago. It was the suggestion of the professors at the college, and he was not the only one to compete with Su Guo.

Instead, a lot of students from the academy were selected, and everyone worked together to formulate a topic and write an article.

The last article I brought up for comparison was between Zhang Songnian and Su Guo, and he obviously lost in the end.

In a literary competition, once the gap can be clearly seen, it means that the two sides are not only not in the same rank, but the gap is even more than two or three ranks.

This hit him hard.

But in general, Zhang Songnian just took a daily quiz at the request of the academy professor.

But it's different now. They stopped the disciples of the Su family halfway up the mountain, clearly intending to embarrass the other party. But if they were defeated again, the reputation of the senior brother would definitely be greatly affected.

Later, Zhang Songnian was teased behind his back by his classmate Zhu Dayang, which made Zhang Songnian feel uncomfortable as if a breath was stuck in his chest.

This was more difficult for him to accept than losing the test.

"Zhu Dayang!"

Zhang Songnian just shouted this in his heart. Obviously, he hated this classmate to his core.

But Zhu Dayang seemed to have no idea, or he didn't care about Zhang Songnian's reaction at all. He walked directly in front of Li Kui, raised his head and said: "You are taught by the great master Su Xueshi in poetry and prose, so naturally we can't compare. Now let's try another competition.

,Do you dare?"

Li Kui is so angry!

The person who can be so confident and shameless even after losing is the only person in front of him in his life.

If the other party said a few soft words, maybe Li Kui would accept it as soon as he got along, but the other party looked so arrogant that Li Kui felt itchy on the back of his hand. Staring at Zhu Dayang's luck, he thought to himself: "This guy deserves a beating even more than Li Yun. I really want to...

…”

Feeling unhappy in his heart, but unambiguous in his words, Li Kui said loudly: "Why don't you dare? What are you comparing to?"

"Yinlu, do you dare?"

Zhu Dayang looked like he was determined to win, no matter how he provoked the general or it was intentional, anyway, for him, everything was perfect and he became the protagonist.

Li Kui looked at Zhu Dayang with a sneer, and suddenly took a step forward. The two were less than two feet apart, staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes. Suddenly he smiled and said: "Wait."

He walked towards the pavilion and sat on Zhang Songnian's futon. In front of him was a bookcase and a burner of sandalwood, with green smoke drifting out from the incense burner.

And in the middle of the desk, there happened to be a guzheng.

Li Kui's five wooden fork-like fingers were gently placed on the strings, and suddenly he made a sound: "Dang——"
Chapter completed!
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