He had originally consoled himself by thinking that the capital was teeming with talent, and perhaps others were simply better than him. However, he had always been arrogant and felt a sense of disbelief. He wanted to see how well the person who had bested him wrote, so he took advantage of the moment when no one was paying attention and read the poems of the ten selected candidates.
Who would have thought it was such nonsense? It nearly made him want to poke his eyes out. But when he thought about it, what else could he not understand? He felt so deceived and betrayed that he could only be used as a foil for these idiots, thinking that he was full of talent. He could not help but feel furious, and then he roared in anger.
Hearing Lin Qinnian's question, he immediately felt aggrieved. "Of course I'm dissatisfied. If such rotten writing and rotten sentences can praise idiots as talented people, where does that put the real talents? When I think about being associated with such idiots, I feel deeply ashamed!"
A glimmer of fire flashed across Lin Qinnian's dark eyes. He then said to Zhou Shancai, "Since some have objections to the selection, we should publicly evaluate the selected poems and essays to demonstrate fairness and impartiality. What do you think?"
Zhou Shancai smiled apologetically and said, "The competition is over, and the results have been announced. How can there be regrets?" He then said to Zeng Zhui, "If you are not satisfied with the results, you can compete again next year."
Zeng Zhui cursed rudely, "Bah! I'm nothing! You're just selling dog meat under the guise of selling mutton. I find it filthy just to look at you!"
Xu Jiang stared at Zeng Zhui with admiration. "What a brave warrior! What a brave warrior! He scolded me so well!"
Du Hui, Lou Jing and others could not help but admire him, saying that this boy had the same demeanor as Lin Qinnian who debated with scholars in his time.
When the ten selected scholars heard his arrogant words, they could not help but curse him and throw dirty water on him, saying that he was jealous of their selection and that was why he went crazy and slandered them.
Who knew that Zeng Zhui was actually a genius with a photographic memory. He pointed at the noses of the ten people and threw their poems back in their faces word by word, making them dizzy and ashamed to death.
The onlookers were stunned.
Xu Jiang couldn't help but be shocked after hearing this. No wonder he was so angry. For articles like this, calling them nonsense was a compliment.
The distinguished guest who had been clapping his hands in praise before now turned pale and blue in the face, which was quite a spectacle. Finally, he ran away in disgrace when no one was paying attention.
Zhou Shancai's face turned black, and he wanted to ask someone to throw him out, but was stopped by Du Hui and others.
Du Hui said loudly, "Boss Zhou, since someone has raised an objection, it's best to resolve the objection rather than the person who raised it."
Lou Jing agreed: "Brother Du is right. It is not advisable to try to cover one's ears and steal the bell."
Li Tongxue snorted, "Is it because you're guilty?"
Several people stepped forward, drawing a chorus of support.
Zhou Shancai was forced to bite the bullet and publicly select and evaluate the poems of the thirty scholars. No matter how thick-skinned the ten who had been selected were, they were shattered into pieces by a single poke, and they left the room in shame and anger.
I guess I won’t be ashamed to go out for a while.
However, Zeng Zhui's article was very well written, with every word being a gem and pointing directly to the current problems, which attracted a lot of praise.
No wonder he is so confident.
Xu Jiang smiled and thought to herself: The Zeng family of Shuzhou has written such an article again. It must be the Zeng family she knows.
Seeing Du Hui's eagerness towards Zeng Zhui, Xu Jiang knew that fate was about to fall on him.
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