It's time for a showdown, all the powerful officials in Beijing are my students!

Chapter 112 112 恶人，Big Brothers Give A Chance
Xiao Wenjin and Wen Changyi looked at the candidates on the second floor who wanted to join their father's family and pave the way for their fame. They all wanted to show off, but hesitated, feeling depressed for a while.

Wen Changyi's eyes fell on Liu Mingjie, who had revealed An Xin's teachers and students just now, and who knew An Xin and the others better. A flash of disdain flashed in his eyes, but he said with a smile on his face:

"You and them come from the same place, and you know each other very well, why don't Brother Liu meet the few people below."

Liu Mingjie was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect that he would flatter these officials' children so much, and these people finally pushed him out.

Everyone knew in their hearts that what happened in Wangyue Tower today would reach the ears of officials big and small before tomorrow.

Once his talent and learning are suppressed, I am afraid that no one will accept him when he posts a post asking for a teacher to pave the way for himself.

But now facing the prime minister and the son of the minister, Liu Mingjie was bitter, and he knew he couldn't refuse.

And the woman below is the last person he wants to face, at least not before he becomes famous.

Maybe he thought Liu Mingjie was walking too slowly, and he didn't know the lifter behind him, so he gave him a push.

Liu Mingjie staggered, lying on the railing on the second floor, looking back angrily, everyone was looking at him, for a moment Liu Mingjie couldn't tell who pushed him.

"What are you dawdling about?" Tao Fei urged impatiently, "Don't you always think about showing off your talents in front of us?"

"This will give you an opportunity to show what you have learned. No matter how you put on a forced and helpless look, show it to someone."

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

At that time, I wanted to show my talent and learning, and I wanted to find a backer under your father's door.

Can it be the same as now?

If he was defeated by the following people today, the story of his lack of knowledge in literature would probably spread everywhere.

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

All I saw was that An Shanchang had deliberately withdrawn from the Zhao family's marriage and promised him a woman, sitting leisurely in the middle of the lobby on the first floor.

Surrounding her were not only six Li Ziyu and the others in robes of the same color, but also four teenagers in fine clothes, one of whom even respectfully poured tea for her and handed it in front of her.

An Xin took the teacup Jiang Chenxi handed over, took a sip, and placed it on the table.

Leaning on the chair, he glanced at Liu Mingjie at the railing on the second floor, and smiled coldly.

How could Liu Mingjie not know An Xin's disdain for him under the smile at this time.

However, under the scorching eyes of several officials' children, he could only bite the bullet and say: "Junior Sister An, talking about literary theory is our man's business, so why do you have to compare your knowledge here?"

"That's right, women should stay at home, take care of their husbands and children, take care of housework, study and study are what we men should do, what can a woman do here." Someone agreed.

An Xin pressed Li Ziyu's six people's move to stand up for her, and said earnestly to them: "Give me a chance, this shameless, heartless, heartless bastard.

I have received many teachings from my father, but I didn't even give him a stick of incense. Is it okay to leave it to your hill chief to clean up. "

Li Ziyu, Leng Xiangbai, Zhu Shijing, Jiang Zhou, An Rui, and Liu Boxing also hated Liu Mingjie, an ungrateful person.

But seeing that An Xin wanted to express her father's sympathy, they nodded in agreement and let her do it herself.

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

He even looked down on the mother who gave birth to him and raised him; the wife who accompanied him all his life and bore children for him;

He is so ruthless and ungrateful, we don't want to have the same knowledge as him. "

Originally, there were still people who supported Liu Mingjie's words, but thinking that the female relatives at home knew that he looked down on women so much, they couldn't help but tremble.

Let's forget it, after all, it's better for family and everything to be happy.They couldn't bear it when the women at home started making trouble.

An Xin saw that the others were being honest, so she fired at Liu Mingjie: "I am the head of Wanhua Academy, and you are a student of Cangyun Academy. I don't know where this call from junior sister comes from."

Liu Mingjie choked, how dare he say that he is An Xin's father's disciple.If people know what he has done, he will not only be criticized.

And who dares to associate with him sincerely and help him.

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

The delicate face changed, a dark light flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Well frogs cannot speak to the sea, they are confined to emptiness; summer insects cannot speak to ice, they are obsessed with time."

It means that you can't talk about the sea with a frog in a well. A frog in a well has a very narrow vision and a very limited cognition.

In the same way, you can't talk about ice with summer bugs, because the seasons don't match.

"Yo hoo!" An Xin looked sideways at Liu Mingjie on the second floor and smiled coldly.

What he said was that he didn't bother to compete with her.

Another way of saying it is not to argue with fools.

And that fool was her.

Is An Xin the one who suffers?
Of course not, so everyone saw An Xin, the great demon king, and said softly:

"As long as you are a Zhongshan wolf, you will be rampant if you are proud.

The quality of golden boudoir flowers and willows will go to Huangliang for a while. "

An Chu looked towards the second floor, his eyes were as clear as autumn water with ice and frost, his red lips were lightly parted, his tone was flat, and his words pierced Liu Mingjie's chest like a sharp sword.

I am afraid that everyone can hear this sentence. The Zhongshan wolf is referring to Liu Mingjie.

An Xin's metaphor is just right.

Of course, Liu Mingjie himself knew better.

He was afraid that An Xin would say more unfavorable words to him, so he hastily stepped back a few steps, away from the railing, he could no longer please Xiao Wenjin and the other officials' children.

If his old background is exposed, the taint of ingratitude will be criticized by others, and his career will also be hindered.

Xiao Wenjin saw that another move was defeated, and secretly cursed a trash.

He stared gloomyly at Li Ziyu, who had learned from Liu Mingjie that he was the No. 1 in county, government, hospital, and township exams in his provincial capital, and went to Beijing to catch up for the national exam.

Seeing that he is not inferior to himself, the son of the prime minister, in terms of appearance and outstanding temperament.

Xiao Wenjin couldn't deny that the confident leader of the test and the first place in the palace test began to become less sure.

So he said casually: "Everyone follows you, I listen to you, let the king do what he wants, and only the public wants."

The meaning of this sentence includes that everyone must obey my orders.

After finishing speaking, Xiao Wenjin felt that this sentence was inappropriate, and frowned, the words could no longer be taken back.

Thinking that I am under one person, above ten thousand people, and the son of a prime minister, although this sentence is a bit big, it is not impossible to say.

Neither An Xin nor the others answered this time.

Xiao Wenjin stared at Li Ziyu, her words were obviously to compare knowledge with him.

　Thank you 2023...7220 Baozi for your reward.

　　And the votes of the little ones.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)