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Chapter Thirty-Two: The Leaping Clown

"Brother, isn't that a little too rude?"

"Why do you dare to speak but dare not show your face to others?"

When Feng Kai and Li Zhi heard the man say this, they immediately questioned him.

Qin Yu was a little surprised by the two people's reactions, but he was a scholar after all!

Even if he wants to scold, he still looks so capable!

Turning to look at the person who spoke just now, he saw a jade hairpin holding a green silk hair, a robe made of Wanfu brocade, a silk robe as white as clouds, and a jade belt that looked valuable, looming.

Judging from his clothes alone, this person is either rich or noble!

When Qin Yu was observing the man, the man turned his head and when he saw the man's face, Qin Yu lowered his head silently.

I thought he was a handsome young man, but he turned out to be a broad-faced young man with two slender beards around his mouth!

Fortunately, Qin Yu is not a Huaichun woman, otherwise when this guy turns his face away, he might suffer from androphobia!

This person is truly a catfish-turned-spirit!

What a waste of his outfit!

"Why doesn't Xu dare to show his face to others? That's exactly what Xu said just now!"

The gentle voice came from the mouth of the catfish spirit. If you don't see the face, just the clothes, back and voice are enough to make people daydream about it.

But now, all the good things are shattered to pieces!

Feng Kai looked a little strange and said: "Brother, I have never seen a scholar from other places in Lin'an City?"

"People from Jiangnan Road! Xu Gujing!" Catfish Spirit said proudly, with a light in his eyes.

I heard that Catfish Spirit, oh, no! It's Xu Gujing, from Jiangnan Road, and everyone will understand the reason why he is well-dressed!

Jiangnan Road, Daojiangnan, Daodui Jiangnan Road!

Scholars who come from such a prosperous place do not need to dress shabbily!

After understanding where this person was born, Feng Kai couldn't help but soften his tone and said: "Brother Xu, since you are a scholar from a big house in Jiangnan Dao, don't you know the etiquette? Why should we say sarcastic words when we talk to each other?

?Such rudeness probably goes against the family tradition of inheriting poetry and calligraphy, right?"

Jiangnan Road is not only rich, but also has veterans who have retired and returned to their hometowns. The veterans have also cultivated the seeds of reading in the family. After a cycle, who dares to underestimate it?

Feng Kai couldn't afford to offend him, but he was able to take advantage of it. As long as he was able to take advantage of it, he wasn't too afraid!

"Tch! Talking about etiquette with Xu? Then Xu wants to ask you about your integrity?" Xu Gujing spat disdainfully, and then continued: "In the public, when you praise someone, you can talk about how talented you are, and you can say it well.

, isn’t this boring and disgusting to listen to?”

"The phrase that you are touting, 'It is also romantic to die under the peonies and be a ghost' is extremely vulgar! In Xu's hometown, you can only hear such vulgar words in Goulan brothel!"

When Feng Kai and others heard Xu Gujing's words with the weird name frequently slandering Qin Yu, they all glared angrily, eager to rush up and teach this ignorant foreigner a lesson.

"Shu Bao, can you bear this?" Liu Sanlang saw Qin Yu sitting peacefully on the stool and glared at him, somewhat angry and without any backbone.

"Writing is not the first, military is not the second! Thousands of people have thousands of thoughts. Naturally, some people like my humble work, and some despise it! It's a normal thing!"

Although the first sentence of Qin Yu's words was very subtle, in the end, they only boosted other people's ambitions and destroyed his own prestige. It didn't sound interesting at all!

"The premise is that you can also write poems that make me feel that you are on the same level as me. Otherwise, you are not worthy of talking to me!"

"Okay!" As soon as Qin Yu finished speaking, Liu Sanlang cheered loudly and clapped his hands together vigorously.

Shu Bao’s words make you feel angry!

Those who cannot compose poems of the same level are people who do not need to be ignored!

They are all clowns!

Li Zhi and others also looked quietly relaxed and very comfortable!

Xu Gujing's face darkened and turned livid again!

Qin Yu, who was sitting on the stool, only thought he was barking and no one said anything!

I am so angry!

Xu Gujing exhaled a heavy breath from his nose, and the two strands of beard around his mouth were just like the whiskers of a catfish, and they looked very coke-like!

The people eating at Qingfeng Tower had long noticed Qin Yu's side. Scholars from Lin'an City who knew Qin Yu laughed and said, "When did Master Qin curse people so harshly?"

"Scholars from out of town don't even look where this is! I don't have much fondness for Qin Yu, but this time I heard him curse and it felt good!" Someone immediately agreed.

How can there be any reason for foreigners to bully locals?

After all, Xu Gujing was a disciple who came out of the gate. After suppressing his anger, he asked Qin Yu: "I wonder what your great work is?"

OK!

Since you think your poems are great, then show them your works!

Who is strong and who is weak, justice is in the hearts of the people!

"I'm afraid you've heard of the poem Master Qin wrote at the Poetry Club recently! If you're really good, you can also come up with a quatrain that's comparable to 'There is no way ahead without friends, and no one in the world doesn't know you.' Let me wait.

Gain knowledge!" Li Zhi didn't seem to like the other party at all, and directly read out the poems Qin Yu wrote at the poetry meeting that day.

Qin Yu had a slight smile on his face. He didn't want to pretend, but his friends didn't want him to bury it!

When Xu Gujing heard this, he immediately closed his mouth and even swallowed with some difficulty.

How come he hadn't heard of the song "Untitled" that came out of the poetry meeting?

He even dared to bet that all scholars in the world would recite this poem!

When he looked at Qin Yu again, Xu Gujing already knew Qin Yu's identity.

"How a young man from a general could compose such poems is doubtful to me! Didn't Mr. Liu from Lin'an City also compose two amazingly talented poems? Do you think those two poems were all written by him?

Made by?"

When Xu Gujing was a little embarrassed, the fellow villagers at the table with him immediately stepped forward to rescue him.

Hit the nail on the head!

Feng Kai and others also felt a little weak after being pressed seven inches and hit!

They knew what level Qin Yu was before!

What was going on with that poem at the poetry meeting? To say that they believed it 100% in their hearts would be a bit deceptive!

But everyone has a flash of inspiration, and it can't be said that Qin Yu doesn't have this opportunity. Besides, people who can leave ink in history books may not be able to amaze the world with every poem. A good poem can be passed down through the ages.

People are everywhere!

No one exposed this matter, they were all willing to believe in Qin Yu's level. Once someone exposed this layer of paper, who wouldn't be able to feel a thorn in their heart?

To put it shamefully, the reason why they gathered together was to apologize to Qin Yu, but it was another thing to want to take advantage of him.

When his companion said this, Xu Gujing seemed to regain his vitality. He glanced at everyone with contempt and said: "Ha! You scholars, do you deserve to be called scholars? You are all mixed up with this kind of general disciple who deceives the world and steals his reputation! It's simply

Shame on you!"
Chapter completed!
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