Wang Pu in the late Ming Dynasty

The old man and Wang Pu looked at each other in silence for a while, and the air was slightly awkward, because the topic they talked about was too broad. The so-called rise and fall of the country was a topic discussed by court officials and the emperor. The two of them, a low-ranking warrior and an old man in tattered clothes, were arguing here, which was simply sick.

"I haven't asked your name yet." Wang Pu felt that humble people didn't have so many things to do, and this person couldn't be a hermit, so he asked.

"I am Zhu Zhanyao."

"Huh? Zong, Zongshi." Wang Pu was surprised. It was the first time he saw a Zongshi who was not fat.

"It's just a concubine's son. Why, what's the surprise of seeing a Zongshi." The old man Zhu Zhanyao said indifferently.

"Yes, it's true." Wang Pu thought about it and it was right. In the Ming Dynasty, there were millions of Zongshi. He smiled and said, "But why are you in this situation?" The Zongshi in front of him didn't seem to be doing well. His clothes and residence were not particular.

"I bought stocks and lost everything. Wang Pu, that bastard, is so wicked that he harms innocent people. I don't know how many people in the city have lost their fortunes because of him."

"Ah, what are you talking about? Stock market transactions are fair, and some people have made money and become rich." Wang Pu looked strange, and was actually scolded in front of him.

"If you gamble for a long time, you will lose. How many people get rich, and how many people lose their families. Humph, for such a sinful person, even if you cast more than ten golden statues of Bodhisattva, you can't expect to redeem your sins."

"Oh, my God, stop scolding me, I am Wang Pu." Wang Pu finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Haha, I don't believe it."

"It's annoying to talk to you, an old man. I'm leaving." Wang Pu was very depressed and turned around to leave.

"Wait, you just said that the world will be in chaos, then, is there a solution?"

Wang Pu looked back at him, the old man now looked solemn, so he answered seriously, saying: "Maybe, I have a way."

"It's your colonization strategy, this method is feasible, but I just want to." The old man didn't say anything else. The colonization strategy will eventually evolve into a disaster for the feudal lords. After the generals open up the border, they will migrate the population on their own. In the future, they will have money, people, and territory. No matter how you look at it, it will be a disaster.

"Just what, my colonization strategy, I'm not bragging, it will benefit future generations and benefit the present. People in the future will definitely worship me." Wang Pu said proudly.

"Hehe." The old man sneered.

"It's useless for me to tell you this. The royal family is just a waste in the breeding farm." Wang Pu was not to be outdone and sneered back.

The old man's face really changed when he heard this. He thought for a moment and said, "Tomorrow, I will have a literary gathering. There will be many talented people. Do you dare to go? I guess you are just a warrior. If you go, you will just bark like a dog. It will be bad if you make some talented people laugh to death."

Wang Pu was furious and said, "I have nothing to do anyway. Why should I be afraid?" He asked about the time and place of the literary gathering.

The next day, on the Jade Lake, under the shade of the trees in the waterside pavilion, there were several prefectural school chiefs, several celebrities, and clan members.There were also many young men. When Wang Pu arrived, all the scholars looked at him with contempt on their faces. The latter did not care in their hearts. This was the norm in the Ming Dynasty. The status of the warriors was too low. In the eyes of the scholars, they were like pigs and dogs.

"Why didn't you wait for me?" Wang Pu muttered, and he sat down carelessly.

The two scholars on the left and right looked at each other, and stood up to find another seat. Wang Pu stood out suddenly, which attracted everyone's ridicule. Although Wang Pu was a little embarrassed, he had led the army to fight for two years, had seen the world, and was gradually confident. This was just a small setback, so he was thick-skinned and determined not to show his cowardice.

It turned out that they were taking turns to write poems on the theme of lake water. An old scholar had a bit of fairy spirit. He stroked his beard and shook his head and said: "Spring water soaks the white clouds for no reason, and there is no time for the beautiful scenery. Who can appreciate it."

Good, good, and there was a burst of applause from the lower part.

"Mr. Huang's half poem has a profound artistic conception, beautiful scenery, and a double meaning. Who can respond to it?"

"Ahem, there is a new young man today. This is Wang Pu, the commander of the Divine Armor Camp." The old man Zhu Zhanyao who was seen in the White Horse Temple yesterday finally spoke.

"No wonder I smelled blood."

Hahaha, everyone laughed.

Wang Pu stood up and bowed, sighing, "Today's battle reminds me of an anecdote. In the Eastern Jin Dynasty, Huan Wen led his troops and met several people on the road. Those people asked him, "Why do you do this, old thief?" Huan Wen replied, "If I didn't do this, you wouldn't have a chance to talk to me."

"Wang Pu, I heard that you are a playboy. You can lead an elite army just because of your father's influence. It's ridiculous that you really think you are a famous general." The person who said this was a young man. His face was a little pale, but he looked quite handsome, with some of the outstanding temperament of a good young man, but what he said at this time was very rude.

"Who is this?" Wang Pu frowned and asked when he saw that he looked like the beast in human clothing Chen Mingxia.

"I am Xu Yi from Luoyang, with the courtesy name Meicheng, and I am the top scorer in the imperial examination. I am just a commoner, but I have earned a bright future by studying hard for ten years. I am not like Wang Jiezhi, who is ignorant and unskilled, but can easily gain world-famous fame."

"Oh, then you should cherish it." Wang Pu heard that he was full of jealousy in his words, and immediately felt inexplicably confident and said with a sneer.

"You, what do you mean by that?" Children from poor families like Xu Yi are the most vulnerable and afraid of being looked down upon by others. Therefore, when Wang Pu heard about his background, he looked disdainful and broke down immediately.

"You and I are worlds apart. My starting point is your end point." Wang Pu said.

"You, huh, I am a scholar selected through literary studies, a disciple of a saint, you are just a warrior, how can you compare to me?"

"I have a hereditary title."

"I, I am a legitimate child."

"I have a hereditary title."

"I am well-read, I am proficient in music."

"I have a hereditary title."

"It's ridiculous, these are not your abilities. It's just your father's influence."

"I have a hereditary title." Wang Pu said meanly.He smiled and said that he had identified the pain point of scholars, that official positions cannot be inherited. As expected, the people on the scene were clearly divided into two groups. The clan members looked at him with a smirk on their faces, while the other group was scholars, who looked depressed and unconvinced.

"In fact, this Wang Jiezhi earned his title by his own ability. He was originally a concubine. Not long ago, he led his troops to defeat Lin Danhan on the grassland and made an unprecedented contribution. He was personally commended by the emperor and inherited the title." These words came from a fat man. Wang Pu estimated from his body shape that he was a member of the clan. For some reason, this clan member wanted to speak for him.

At this moment, except for Xu Yi and other poor students who were eager to try, thinking of taking the opportunity to scold Wang Pu to gain fame and become a famous scholar, the rest of the people were unwilling to offend Wang Pu, the big army leader, but they didn't want to get close to Wang Pu because they heard that the emperor didn't like him.

"All things are inferior except reading. Why is it better to take some soldiers to the grassland to kill people? It's nothing else, just practice. Everyone can do it, but reading and writing articles require concentration, high comprehension, and clean character. Only then can the articles be elegant." Xu Yi talked freely.

After hearing this high-sounding talk, Wang Pu was stunned. What kind of bullshit is this? He looked around and found that everyone present took this fallacy for granted, as if they had heard a truth that was deeply rooted in people's hearts and self-evident.

Wang Pu laughed angrily and said angrily: "Writing articles, poems and songs are just a game of word combination. You really want to be blown up to the sky. Don't you have no shame?"

"Why, you are not convinced?" At this time, Zhu Zhanyao asked with a gloating look.

"I can also write poems and songs, but I don't care about such petty skills."

Hahaha, everyone laughed wildly, and Zhu Zhanyao laughed and said, "Wang Jiezhi, this literary gathering is a vegetarian gathering, and we won't listen to obscene songs."

Wang Pu was helpless and angry. Last time, he made a fool of himself at Liu Zeqing's banquet and sang a popular song in public. He wanted to be a world-shaking master, but the popular song was regarded as an obscene song, which made him lose face. This incident brought shame to his life.

"If Wang Jiezhi has experience in poetry, why not have a competition." Xu Yi was very bad. He was ambitious and decided to step on Wang Pu and climb to the top of the list of celebrities. The so-called fame and fortune, fame and fortune, fame brings benefits. Everyone present was afraid of Wang Pu, but he was not afraid, because the hardship of studying for ten years made him deeply understand the truth that wealth and honor are sought in danger. Moreover, Wang Pu has many enemies. Today, he humiliated Wang Pu. There must be many nobles who will appreciate him. It is not difficult to ask for his protection. A mere warrior, no matter how strong his men are, can't cover the whole Ming Dynasty with one hand.

And it is said that the emperor also hates Wang Pu. Maybe from now on, Jian is in the emperor's heart, and that is really a promising future. Thinking of this, Xu Yi's heart is warm and hot. No matter what, this time it's time to fight.

When Xu Yi said this, everyone was stunned. They laughed at Wang Pu's past embarrassment. The law does not hold everyone responsible for this matter, and Wang Pu can't do anything about them. However, Xu Yi named and talked about him in public.The competition was different. This was to set up Wang Pu and not give him a way out. They deliberately set up a trap to humiliate him, and the hatred was huge. Everyone present had a bad face at the moment, and many of them regretted attending the meeting. Because the Shenjia Camp protected Shanxi, it was not ravaged by the bandit army, and their family's many farmlands could have some harvests. Therefore, Wang Pu could offend, but he didn't want to offend too much, after all, his family's industry still needed his soldiers to support it in the future.

"Okay." Wang Pu was overjoyed when he heard it. It was finally coming. The biggest bonus for time travelers was to show off with the works of famous people in history. However, Wang Pu still had self-knowledge. He then added: "However, I only know how to make a visit, and I know very little about those ci cards. I am a warrior and I don't spend my mind on this. Don't blame me."

"It doesn't matter. Ci cards and songs are originally miscellaneous studies. Today we are only competing in poetry and prose, not miscellaneous studies." Xu Yi was afraid that Wang Pu would retreat and miss an opportunity to become famous in the world.

"These two guys are getting anxious. Hahaha, I'll ask the questions. Please be a witness here." Zhu Zhanyao said with a smile.

"Wait, how can there be no prize for the competition?" Wang Pu also wanted to become famous, so he said.

"Then, I'll take out this Hetian seed material gold-rolled white jade ring. The winner of the competition will be given it." Zhu Zhanyao thought about it, then pulled out a yellow belt wrapped in snow from his hand, raised it above his head, stretched out his arm and placed it on the coffee table beside him. It can be seen that this is his favorite thing he wears with him.

"I don't need this thing." Wang Pu shook his head and laughed, and patted the short gun on his waist. Although the jade is beautiful, he can't shoot arrows, so the jade ring is useless. Moreover, if he needs to take out the fire gun for self-defense on the battlefield, this huge ring will be a burden and it is easy to lose the handle of the fire gun.

"What do you want?" Zhu Zhanyao was a little dissatisfied. This was his favorite thing, but this boy didn't even look down on it. It was really outrageous.

"Do you have any better ginseng in your house? Uh, ginseng." Wang Pu thought that he was going to Liaodong recently. It was bitter and cold there. He would bring an old mountain ginseng with him. He could keep warm and prevent illness by holding it in his mouth at night. It was more effective than putting a stone lump on his finger.

"Okay, my house is poor and can't afford good ginseng. But I'll ask someone I know for one. That family must always have three or two." Zhu Zhanyao ordered the servants to go outside.

Wang Pu said: "Please give me a question."

"Someone just gave me a question, which is about the lake, and each person has half a poem."

"Not good, so we who came earlier will have an advantage over those who came later." Xu Yi is determined to become famous, and he doesn't want to leave a handle for others, so he cares most about fairness and doesn't want to take advantage of small advantages, which is also because he is confident in the way of poetry.

"Then I will add the theme of the fisherman by the lake, and make a poem with two themes. It's too difficult for a warrior." Zhu Zhanyao was indignant at Wang Pu's rebellious words. What "the royal family is the waste in the breeding farm" was too annoying. He couldn't sleep all night. Today, he went around with dark circles under his eyes and vowed to give Wang Pu a bigIt was embarrassing, so he always wanted to favor the scholar named Xu.

But Wang Pu had the best cheating method. He didn't care at all. He just smiled. In Zhu Zhanyao's eyes, it was the smile of a scumbag. It was a scumbag smile, which made Zhu Zhanyao hate it.

"The young man will come first. Wang Jiezhi will wait until this incense burns out before answering the questions." Xu Yi seemed to be very upright. He leaned over and lit a new incense stick and inserted it on the incense table. He was unwilling to take advantage of this little advantage. This character immediately attracted praise from everyone.

Wang Pu saw the temperament of this handsome young man floating in the wind. His flawless white teeth reflected light while talking and laughing. He couldn't help but feel jealous and secretly cursed that he was so pretentious. He must be a hypocrite.

Xu Yi walked slowly in a circle, and finally turned around to pick up the pen on the table. Everyone quickly surrounded him. Everyone knew that this fight was very serious. A famous scholar was going to compete with a warrior in literary talent. If he lost, it would be difficult for him to turn over. Moreover, since ancient times, literary talent was more valuable than martial arts. Today's competition was not only about his reputation, but also about the dignity of the saint's disciples suppressing the warriors. The inexplicable secret competition was extremely important.

Even Zhu Zhanyao's palms were sweating. He also knew that if he lost this competition, he, as the initiator, would have to bear a lot of responsibility, and even be made a laughing stock. He was a person who cherished his feathers, so how could he not be moved? But then he thought again that this warrior was a playboy in the past and could not have the talent for poetry and literature, so he felt a little relieved.

Xu Yi in the field was calm, writing like a dragon, leaving a brilliant piece on the paper.

Everyone took turns to read it, and all gave thumbs up, praising: "This five-character quatrain is wonderful, and it is the best verse today."

Wang Pu was curious and came over to take a look.

The sky and the river are clearing away the mist, the lake is stirring with spring fish, the green hat is tightly wrapped around the green raincoat, and the geese are leaving without notice. Wang Pu couldn't tell whether the poem was good or bad, but the words were indeed a bit beautiful, so it should be considered excellent. But he was not afraid at all, because the poems he could copy were all tempered by time, and they were selected from ten thousand, no, millions of fine works.

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