Chapter 112 112 Let's fight back, big guys, give me a chance

Xiao Wenjin and Wen Changyi looked at the candidates on the second floor who wanted to become their father's disciples and pave the way for future imperial examinations. They all wanted to show off but were hesitant, and felt depressed.

Wen Changyi fixed his eyes on Liu Mingjie, who had just revealed the past of An Xin's teachers and students and who knew An Xin and the others better. A look of disdain flashed in his eyes, but he smiled and said:

"You and they are from the same place, and you are very familiar with each other. Why don't you go and meet the following people, Brother Liu?"

Liu Mingjie was stunned. He didn't expect that no matter how hard he tried to please these children of officials, they still pushed him out in the end.

Everyone knew that what happened in Wangyue Tower today would reach the ears of officials of all ranks before tomorrow.

Once his talent is suppressed, I am afraid that no one will accept him even if he applies to become a disciple and pave the way for himself.

But now facing the prime minister and the vice minister's son, Liu Mingjie felt bitter in his mouth, he knew he could not refuse.

The woman below was the person he least wanted to confront, at least not before he became successful.

Perhaps because Liu Mingjie was walking too slowly, the scholar behind him pushed him.

Liu Mingjie staggered and fell on the railing on the second floor. He looked back with some annoyance. Everyone was looking at him. For a moment, Liu Mingjie couldn't tell who pushed him.

"What are you waiting for?" Tao Fei urged impatiently, "Don't you always want to show off your talents in front of us?"

"This will be a chance for you to show off what you've learned. Why are you acting like you're being forced into this? Who are you showing off to?"

Liu Mingjie, who couldn't afford to offend these children of officials, had a dark light flashing in his eyes.

At that time, I wanted to show off my talent and wanted to become your father's disciple and find a backer.

Can it be the same as it is now?

If he were to be defeated by the following people today, the news that he was not good at literature would probably spread everywhere.

Liu Mingjie took a deep breath and stood at the railing looking down.

All he saw was the woman that An Shanchang had promised to himself, who had intentionally canceled the marriage proposal from the Zhao family, sitting leisurely in the middle of the lobby on the first floor.

Not only were there six people including Li Ziyu who were wearing robes of the same color around her, but there were also four young men in gorgeous clothes. One of them even respectfully poured her tea and placed it in front of her.

An Xin took the teacup handed to her by Jiang Chenxi, took a sip, and put it on the table.

Leaning back in his chair, he caught a glimpse of Liu Mingjie at the railing on the second floor and smiled with a slightly cold look in his eyes.

How could Liu Mingjie not know the disdain for him hidden beneath An Xin's smile.

However, under the burning gazes of several officials' sons, he could only bite the bullet and say, "Junior Sister An, discussing literature and learning is our job as men. Why do you have to compete with us here to see who is more knowledgeable?"

"That's right, women should stay at home to take care of their husbands and children and do household chores. Reading and discussing academic matters are what we men should do. Why should a woman show off here?" someone echoed.

An Xin suppressed the actions of Li Ziyu and the other six people who wanted to stand up for her, and said to them earnestly: "Big brothers, please give this shameless, heartless, and ruthless person a chance.

"I have received so much instruction from my father, but I have never offered him a stick of incense. Can I just leave it to your little headmaster to take care of it?"

Li Ziyu, Leng Xiangbai, Zhu Shijing, Jiang Zhou, An Rui, and Liu Boxing also disliked Liu Mingjie, the ungrateful man.

However, seeing that An Xin wanted to avenge her father, the others nodded in agreement and let her do it herself.

An Xin glanced at the people who echoed Liu Mingjie's words, and said in a flat tone, as if stating a fact: "As for the others who look down on his mother, wife, and sisters.

He even looks down on the mother who gave birth to him and raised him; the wife who accompanied him throughout his life and gave birth to his children; and the sisters who were born to the same mother.

He is so heartless and ungrateful, so we should not bother with him."

There were people who originally supported Liu Mingjie's words, but when they thought about the women in their family knowing that he looked down on women so much, their hearts trembled.

Forget it, after all, a harmonious family is the best. They can't stand it when the women at home make trouble.

Seeing that the others had behaved themselves, An Xin started to attack Liu Mingjie: "I am the principal of Wanhua Academy, and you are a student of Cangyun Academy. I don't know why you call me Junior Sister."

Liu Mingjie choked. How dare he say that he was a disciple of An Xin's father? If people knew what he did, he would not only be criticized.

Who else dares to sincerely interact with him and help him?

Liu Mingjie knew clearly what he had done, so he stopped responding to An Xin's words.

His handsome face changed, a dark light flashed in his eyes, and he said profoundly: "The frog in the well cannot talk about the sea because it is bound by the void. The summer insect cannot talk about ice because it is bound by time."

It means that you cannot talk about the ocean with a frog in a well, because the frog in the well has a very narrow vision and his cognition is very limited.

Likewise, you can't talk to summer bugs about ice, simply because it's not the right season.

"Yohoo!" An Xin glanced at Liu Mingjie on the second floor and smiled coldly.

What he meant was that he didn't want to compete with her.

Another way to say it is, don't argue with fools.

And that fool was her.

Is An Xin the one who suffered the loss? Of course not, so everyone saw An Xin, the great devil, and whispered:

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"He is just a wolf from Zhongshan, he becomes arrogant when he is proud.

"The beauty of the golden boudoir is gone in a year."

An Chu looked towards the second floor, her eyes as clear as autumn water with a hint of frost, she slightly opened her red lips, her tone was calm, and her words were like a sharp sword piercing Liu Mingjie's chest.

I think everyone can hear that the "Wolf of Zhongshan" is referring to Liu Mingjie.

An Xin’s metaphor is just right.

Of course Liu Mingjie himself knows it even better.

He was afraid that An Xin would say more things that were unfavorable to him, so he quickly stepped back a few steps, away from the railing, and no longer cared about trying to please Xiao Wenjin and the other children of officials.

If his past were to be exposed, his stain of ingratitude would be criticized and would also hinder his career.

Xiao Wenjin watched another candidate fail and secretly cursed him as a waste.

With gloomy eyes, he stared at Li Ziyu, who he had learned from Liu Mingjie that he had come to Beijing to take the imperial examination after having ranked first in the county, prefectural, academy and provincial examinations like him.

He saw that his appearance and outstanding temperament were not inferior to himself, the son of the prime minister.

Xiao Wenjin could not deny that his originally confident top spot in the imperial examination and the palace examination was beginning to become less certain.

So he said casually, "It's all up to you. I'll listen to you and do whatever you want."

This sentence means that everyone must obey my orders.

After saying this, Xiao Wenjin realized the inappropriateness of this sentence. He frowned, but the words were out and he couldn't take them back.

Thinking that he was second only to the emperor and above everyone else, and the son of the prime minister, although this statement was a bit exaggerated, it was not impossible to say it.

This time, neither An Xin nor anyone else answered.

Xiao Wenjin stared at Li Ziyu, and it was obvious that his words were meant to challenge him in knowledge.

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(End of this chapter)