Chapter 111 111 It's Healthier to Be Arguing

"Before asking others, if you are a person who knows etiquette, shouldn't you introduce yourself first?" Zhu Shijing smoothed the non-existent folds on his sleeves and said calmly.

Young Master Xiao, who was implicitly ridiculed for not knowing the rules of etiquette, turned pale for a moment, then returned to his elegant, gentle and modest gentlemanly demeanor.

"Yes, I am a bit abrupt."

Zhu Shijing raised the corner of his mouth and said nothing more. If he continued to hold on to the issue, it would seem that he was being unreasonable.

"No problem."

In the first contest, it was obvious that Young Master Xiao was at a disadvantage.

Xiao Wenjin narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the six people wearing robes of the same color standing around the woman. He took a deep breath and let out the anger in his heart.

Then he turned around and glanced at Wen Changyi beside him.

Wen Changyi got the hint and said with a smile on his face: "It seems that you are all talented and learned people. It just so happens that Master Xiao has invited many candidates from all over the country to exchange knowledge today.

Why don't you come up and discuss this together?"

When they heard that An Xin and the others were being invited to go upstairs, the people on the first floor were unwilling to go.

There was a person who was obviously fond of gossip. He moved a chair over attentively and placed it next to An Xin. "Please sit down, girl. The air on the first floor is good. We have already ordered a pot of good tea for you.

Discussing knowledge is not a discussion. You can see that everyone can hear the conversations upstairs and downstairs. It is tiring to walk up such high stairs. "

An Xin glanced at the gossipy man, staring at him intently.

“……”This is also a funny talent.

Looking at the person who brought a chair for him and another who served him a cup of fragrant tea, An Xin glanced around with a strange look, and saw the expectant eyes of everyone in the lobby on the first floor.

An Xin sighed that the charm of gossip is indeed endless.

It is better to share happiness with others than to enjoy it alone.

So An Xin sat on the chair under everyone's expectant eyes, picked up the teacup, gently blew away the non-existent foam on it, and took a sip.

“It’s really good tea.”

Xiao Wenjin's face froze. An Xin had indicated that if they wanted to compete in literary talent, they could just play chess upstairs and downstairs.

Just when An Xin and the others were confronting Xiao Wenjin.

A handsome scholar on the second floor walked up to Wen Changyi and whispered something to him.

Someone on the first floor noticed that Wen Changyi frowned after hearing this, and came to Xiao Wenjin and whispered something.

Xiao Wenjin's expression also changed.

Then his eyes fell on Li Ziyu and the other six. When he looked at An Xin, he restrained his deep contempt for women and turned dark and unclear.

An Xin glanced at Liu Mingjie standing on the second floor and understood why Xiao Wenjin and the others looked at her and Li Ziyu and the other six people like that.

Xiao Wenjin then cupped his hands and said, "I didn't expect that you are the six students who shined brightly and outshone the crowd at the Baichuan Academy Literary Conference last year."

An Xin raised his eyebrows, it was indeed so.

The whispers that the few people had just said should be about Liu Mingjie, who was using their past to curry favor with these children of officials.

After hearing this, most of the candidates on the second floor expressed their dissatisfaction with the reputation of Li Ziyu and others.

At this time, a scholar wearing a dark blue robe on the second floor walked to the railing and looked down, saying contemptuously: "I have never heard of such a talented person in a small place like Lin'an County. Did he get the first place by some inferior means?!"

An Xin's indifferent eyes turned cold at this moment, and the corners of her lips, which always seemed to have a smile, were slightly pursed.

An Xin, who was protecting her student, said that it was okay and that her student was just asking for trouble.

Li Ziyu and the other six had long known that An Xin was protecting them, so when that person spoke, they all looked at her.

Sure enough, the head of the family, who had originally not taken it seriously and had a smile on his face, now pursed his lips and looked unhappy.

The six of them curled their lips and smiled.

An Xin leaned back in his chair, raised his eyes and looked towards the second floor, and said in a light tone: "Yes! A few of my worthless students were able to take all the first places in the literary conference held by Baichuan Academy in full view of the public with inferior means.

I wonder how many times this scholar won first place in the literary conference held by the four major academies with his real talent and knowledge?"

“This…this, this…” The man had average education and passed the imperial examination by luck, coming in at the bottom of the list. He had never made it past the first round in any of the literary gatherings held by the four major academies.

Everyone in the lobby on the first floor looked towards the second floor with disdain: "With this kind of fighting ability that is so unfounded, and he is still a scholar, I really can't praise him."

The scholar who had been so arrogant and slanderous just now, originally wanted to please the prime minister and several children of officials, but now he was confronted by An Xin and his face turned red, and he retreated behind the crowd.

An Rui: "Smiling but hiding a dagger, being an accomplice to the tiger, being a slave and a servile servant."

Liu Boxing continued: "Why bother with such a pretentious and fawning person?"

When intellectuals quarrel, they fight without shedding blood.

The man hiding in the crowd saw the way the candidates around him looked at him, and he was so ashamed and angry that he really wanted to slap himself in the face.

How could he ridicule someone who could win first place in a literary gathering as big as Baichuan Academy?

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It's really a case of stealing a chicken but losing the rice.

In the end, he was the one who became a joke.

"Master An Xiaoshan, please forgive others when you can." Gao Zhihui walked out and said slowly, "We are all here to exchange and learn about literary knowledge and experience. Why do we have to make things so tense?"

An Xin smiled and looked at Gao Zhihui and Ge Guangyuan from Huating Academy who were standing next to him. They were all people who had competed with Li Ziyu and others for the first place in the Baichuan Academy Literary Conference.

"How come Gao Juzi wants to show off his extraordinary knowledge?" An Xin pinched him.

Then he began to recite a passage from the Book of Songs, Xiaoya, which was a subtle satire on Gao Zhihui's clever and hypocritical words. It sounded beautiful and appealing, but he was really shameless.

The snake-like words come from the sigh.

He is a man of eloquence and has a thick face.

Who is that person? He is the deer living by the river.

Without strength and courage, one will only cause chaos.

You are so small and weak, how can you be so brave?

There will be many disturbances, how many people will be left here?

Gao Zhihui heard that An Xin was sarcastically criticizing him for being ignorant and flattering.

Ge Guangyun obviously had a good relationship with Gao Zhihui. He pulled his sleeve, implying that even if Gao Zhihui wanted to show off in front of the housekeepers' children, he would have to see who his opponent was.

Don't let your literary talent fail to show and be crushed by these cruel teachers and students. That would be a waste of time.

Gao Zhihui clenched his back teeth tightly and didn't make any sound.

He was able to quietly gain the appreciation of Mr. Gongsun and become a judge of the Baichuan Academy Literary Festival, and the six students he brought out are so outstanding.

Gao Zhihui knew to some extent how powerful An Xin was.

He glanced at the failed candidate who was now cowering with his head down. He knew that if today's incident got out, it would be difficult for this person to be appreciated by other officials.

Gao Zhihui followed Ge Guangyun's force and retreated to the side.

The candidates on the second floor saw how ferocious An Xin was, yet he was neither arrogant nor impatient, and his calm tone was enough to make his opponents feel ashamed and return home in defeat.

They all subconsciously took a step back and gave the railing to more courageous people.

(End of this chapter)