Chapter 103 I also fought in the Purple Palace

Chapter 103 I also fought in the Purple Palace

Gu Changqing smiled and said, "It is an honor for our humble home that Lord Yin is willing to honor us. But I wonder what Lord Yin thinks of what the young master said in front of so many people?"

Ask him what he thinks?

Yin Qing's smile faded a little.

"Master Gu, how is the Fourth Young Lady? I'm sure you, as a father, know better than I do. I thought the matter was over, but Master Gu would not let go. But it's also true that young ladies always care more about their reputation than young men. If the Marquis's Mansion feels offended, I will let my son come to apologize. I won't accompany you any more!"

After saying that, Yin Qing bowed, turned around and left.

Gu Changqing heard the tone of the words clearly.

People are not happy about this!

What else is there to say? What about the fourth girl? I believe that you, as a father, know her better than I do.

Isn't it obvious that he dislikes Sui Yu's bad reputation?

Alas, it’s all the fault of that beast Lin Yousheng!

Gu Changqing had an ugly look on his face. Not only did he not accomplish anything, but he was also annoying. He really should have listened to the lady. It would have been best if she didn't even ask any questions.

Gu Changqing could only turn around and leave in frustration.

At this time, Taixue Academy.

A group of students sat in the room, with pens and ink spread out on the table. Today was the day for a small poetry gathering. Ma Guang and a few others surrounded Gu Ziyun, talking in low voices about how to write poetry.

"Ziyun, keep going! I came to the poetry gathering today just to see you!"

"Yes, you are a famous talent in our academy. You even took second place in the poetry competition at Baihua Tower!"

"By the way, where is Xie Huaiguang?"

At the Baihua Tower Poetry Contest, the winner was Xie Huaiguang, but this man was from a poor family, and was cold and low-key. He had few friends. But in the final analysis, it was because of his poor family background. The students who studied in the Imperial Academy were all descendants of court officials or simply descendants of aristocrats. They were not from the same class, so naturally they didn't have much interaction.

However, in such a prestigious institution of higher learning, there is an out-of-place person named Xie Huaiguang. As for the original intention, it seems that the dean of the college appreciated his talent?

Anyway, it is impossible to verify it. Although some people have questioned it, they were all suppressed by the Master, and no one cares anymore.

Gu Ziyun's face looked a little ugly.

He looked back at Gu Zilu's seat, and sure enough, it was still empty. Gu Zilu hadn't come back yet. Did he stay away on purpose? Was he deliberately embarrassing himself in front of everyone?

Humph, I’ll deal with you when I come back!

"He said he would be here soon."

Gu Ziyun spoke calmly.

In terms of talent and learning, Xie Huaiguang is naturally the best, but Gu Ziyun has always been not bad, following closely behind, and they are known as the two pillars of the academy. However, now, it seems that the two pillars can no longer hold on.

Because of Gu Ziyun, I can’t write anything.

"Brother Huiguang!!"

Yin Zhengnan stood up and waved desperately towards Xie Huaiguang.

Their small group is separate from Gu Ziyun's small group. Gu Ziyun's group is made up of children of court officials, while Yin Zhengnan's group is naturally made up of children of aristocrats who are looked down upon by these children of court officials.

However, with the exception of some capable noble children, people like Ma Guang looked down upon only incompetent noble children.

Xie Huaiguang nodded, walked over, lifted his robe and sat down.

"Hurry, write!"

Yin Zhengnan stuffed the pen into Xie Huaiguang's hand and said, "These people look down on us because they have Gu Ziyun. But, we have Brother Huaiguang now. He was the first in the Baihualou Poetry Contest last time, and he will definitely be the first today!"

Yin Zhengnan looked very proud, but Xie Huaiguang showed no expression. He glanced at the topic and started writing.

Seeing this, Ma Guang and his men also became anxious and urged Gu Ziyun: "Brother Ziyun, let's hurry up too, don't let them be outdone!"

Gu Ziyun is so anxious.

Didn't he want to write? He also wanted to be like Xie Huaiguang, confident and able to write with inspiration, instead of sitting there until now without being able to write a single word.

Writing poetry also requires finishing it in one go. If you only write one sentence, you will lose your appetite and ponder the next sentence. This feeling is too uncomfortable. It is better to finish it in one go.

And now Xie Huaiguang was obviously finishing it in one go. Gu Ziyun was getting anxious. He had to write something, otherwise, would he really be handing in a blank sheet of paper?

He pondered over it, and finally decided to piece together his previous poems to make up the number, and then he just picked up his pen and started writing.

Seeing that he had finished writing, Ma Guang and others cheered, but at this time, Xie Huaiguang had already stopped writing.

The soap business brought Xie Huaiguang a lot of profits, and he also changed into a new robe, with three or two bamboo leaves on his shoulders and neck, and slender bamboo poles immersed in his waist, which made him look tall and handsome.

Gu Zixuan leaned over to read Xie Huaiguang's poem, and his eyes became brighter the more he read.

"Good poem, good poem!"

The voice of praise attracted Ma Guang and others to look over. Gu Ziyun happened to have finished writing, so Ma Guang and others immediately clapped their hands and shouted, "Good poem, good poem!"

Yin Zhengnan sneered: "Good poem, then bring it over and have a look!"

Anyway, Gu Ziyun is not as good as Brother Huai Guang, and he doesn’t think Gu Ziyun can write anything good!

So the two people's poems were put together. After reading them, everyone on Ma Guang's side was silent. Yin Zhengnan clapped his hands and laughed: "Oh my god, what a good poem? Isn't this just a patchwork of poems written by Brother Ziyun before? Look at this sentence, this sentence, even an uneducated person like me has seen it. What's the matter, Gu Ziyun, have you run out of ideas today, or have you been cheating in the past?"

"Who are you saying is cheating?!" Ma Guang said angrily, "Everyone has their bad days!"

"Oh, so how many days have passed since you started to perform poorly every day, huh?"

"Just say that again!" Ma Guangdu began to roll up his sleeves.

All I can say is that he lost the fight last time, and he didn't use his brain this time, always thinking about having another fight to save his face. But Yin Zhengnan was so aggressive, isn't this asking for a beating?

"What's wrong with what I said? Gu Ziyun, you are incompetent!"

"Beat him!"

Someone shouted and the two sides immediately started fighting.

Even though they are a group of pen-wielders, not all of them have good tempers. They have fought many battles. Anyway, their father has fought in the Purple Palace before. The emperor didn’t say anything, so they can’t be cowardly now!

beat!

The scene was in chaos.

Gu Zixuan did not participate, and Xie Huaiguang was even less likely to do it himself. The two of them sat aside, and Xie Huaiguang asked, "Why don't you go, Brother Zixuan?"

Gu Zixuan smiled and said, "Zhengnan and the others are enough to deal with these weaklings. If I go, it will seem like I am bullying them."

The two smiled at each other, both of them were smart people.

All I can say is that Gu Zixuan was right, this battle was almost one-sided, and Ma Guang only won because he had more people, otherwise this battle would have been a foregone conclusion.

In the chaos, someone shouted, "The Master is here!!"

The people who were struggling with each other like twisted dough sticks just now were now separated very smoothly as if they were greased. They even had time to clean up the mess on the floor, prop up the table, and straighten their clothes.

Everyone sat down in unison, picked up a book at random, and read aloud.

The belated master: ...

Why do I always feel that today's students are weird?