Jia Yujing of Red Mansion

Chapter 50 New and Old Friends
This was not the first time Jia Qiong had this kind of experience. Just after the Lan Yueting Poetry Contest, there were enthusiastic fans squatting in front of his house every day, and there were even many female fans who lost their feet.

However, being so sought after by so many social elites was a novel experience for him. After all, most scholars tend to respect their status.

Since ancient times, literati have always ranked first in literature and second in martial arts. There is also a saying that scholars look down upon each other.

But it doesn't matter who the score is compared with. The name Jia Qiong is like an idol in the hearts of these teenage students.

Each of them has read Jia Qiong's poems, read his martial arts novels, and listened to his legendary stories.

The gap is so big that it is impossible to compare, so it is naturally difficult to feel jealous.

And Jia Qiong is now recognized as the number one poet of the day, don’t you agree?Then you can write a poem about Magpie Bridge Fairy and have a look!

Do you have a poem that can be compared to "When you are drunk, you don't know the sky is on the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams that overwhelm the stars"?

Moreover, Jia Qiong is not only transcendent in literary talent, but also amazing in martial arts.

The story of the Battle of Hetao has long been known to people all over the world.

Jia Qiong's image of superior resourcefulness has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and he has even unlocked the new title of "Little Zhuge".

These young people are still students studying in ivory towers, and they are not contaminated with too much worldliness.

Their admiration for Jia Qiong is pure and unadulterated.

It's normal to behave like this when you suddenly see your idol.

Those who are older and have entered the vanity fair will definitely not behave like this when they meet Jia Qiong.

Like-minded and united.

If you think about it deeply, Jia Qiong is still so young, and his thoughts will subtly affect this generation, or even several generations.

A large number of these students will become his fans, and if this continues, it will take less than 20 years.

What will it be like when these students who read Jia Qiong's books, read Jia Qiong's poems, listen to Jia Qiong's legendary stories, and regard him as their idol grow up and become the mainstream of scholars in the court? .

When Jia Qiong raises his arms and raises his arms, it will cause such a big storm that the emperor will probably not dare to touch him easily.

Now no one, except Jia Qiong himself, realizes this.

After all, in the eyes of others, no matter how talented he is, he is still just a 13-year-old boy.

After everyone had greeted Jia Qiong, Tao Dachun and others who had been standing outside came forward.

Tao Dachun smiled and said, "Junior brother, it's too late."

Jia Qiong cupped his hands and said, "I haven't seen you for two years, and all of you are more handsome than before."

Wu Chengxuan kindly stepped forward and patted Jia Qiong on the shoulder, and said enviously: "Junior brother has made great contributions to Wei Huo without saying a word. I really envy him!"

Jia Qiong waved his hands repeatedly and said: "How can my meager achievements be compared with the Han Dynasty's double jade.

Is Senior Brother Wu trying to flatter me and kill me? "

Pan Daohong smiled and said, "Junior brother, I don't know.

Cheng Xuan was so excited after hearing about your experience with Xu Shan that he didn't sleep for three whole days. "

Guan Xiaoda also joked: "Yes, if Chengxuan hadn't been so weak in martial arts, he would probably have decided to join the army and take the martial arts exam."

The old students laughed loudly after hearing this, and the freshmen couldn't help but laugh.

Wu Chengxuan shouted in displeasure: "Who do you think is weak in martial arts?

You people who have no power to tie a chicken dare to laugh at me.

Whoever dares to fight me will give him a hand! "

These old students turned their heads with disdain, but no one responded.

Wu Chengxuan is tall and tall, and his dream when he was a child was to be a general, so he often exercised by himself.

Although he practiced blindly by himself, he was still good enough to dominate the academy, so the old students ignored him at all.

Guan Xiaoda had the best relationship with Wu Chengxuan, and he was also a bad friend. He smiled and said: "It doesn't matter if you can defeat people like us who have no strength at all. At most, you have the strength to restrain the chicken." You have to show your skills with your junior brother."

Wu Chengxuan was stunned when he heard this. He had seen Jia Qiong doing morning exercises when he was in Chang'an.

That was serious practice, much better than his showy style.

Two years ago, he would have been able to compete with Jia Qiong based on his height and strength.

But after two years of not seeing each other, Jia Qiong suddenly grew taller and was not much shorter than him.

And looking at his figure, he felt very strong, maybe even stronger than him, and he didn't want to bring trouble on himself.

Wu Chengxuan rubbed his nose in embarrassment and said: "How can I bully my junior brother? How can Professor Shen spare me if I hurt him?

Guan Xiaoda, what are your intentions?

Ahem, by the way, little junior brother, you are growing too fast. What do you usually eat? "

The old students all saw that Wu Chengxuan was scared and laughed again.

Jia Qiong was puzzled when she saw that the old students present seemed to have a harmonious relationship.

According to his thinking, since the academy is divided into outer wing, inner wing and upper wing.

There must be a strong competitive atmosphere among the students. It is impossible for everyone to get along so harmoniously.

The feeling Wansong Academy gave Jia Qiong was completely different from his inherent impression.

But now was not the time to ask this. He temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart and said with a smile: "If Senior Brother Wu is interested, I will be happy to accompany you."

Everyone laughed again, Wu Chengxuan ignored everyone, changed the subject and said: "Junior brother, don't pay attention to them.

We have a holiday today, so don't be in a hurry to go down the mountain.

Come sit down with us at Qingyunyuan and tell us about your travels to Jiubian. "

Just as Jia Qiong was about to agree, he caught a glimpse of Song Mian, Lu Yu and others, as well as the new and old students around them.

They were all watching eagerly, obviously wanting to hear it.

He suddenly asked, "Senior Brother Wu, can you go down the mountain during your vacation?"

Wu Chengxuan smiled and said: "Of course you can, why do you want to treat me to a drink? This is exactly what I want!"

Jia Qiong said: "That's what I mean, if you students are interested, you can come together.

No matter how much you have, I’ll invite you all to drink together! "

Tao Dachun held his arm and said, "Junior brother, we must have 200 people here.

If they all go, won't you be destitute? "

Jia Qiong said proudly: "It doesn't matter, you don't have to worry that I have no money.

Lu Yu is still here, he is the God of Wealth.

Isn’t that right, Brother Nanting? "

Lu Yu was stunned and everyone burst into laughter.

Jia Qiong raised his hands and asked the prison: "Sir, I would like to invite everyone down the mountain for a small gathering. Is this against the rules of the academy?"

The prison guard was silent for a moment, then waved his hands helplessly and said, "Go ahead, don't get drunk. You must be back at midnight at the latest."

"Students remember!"

Everyone agreed with a roar, Jia Qiong waved his hand, and more than 200 people followed him and poured out of the mountain gate.

Phoenix Mountain was suddenly filled with laughter and vitality.

(End of this chapter)