This scholar is a bit cruel

Chapter 57 The Straight Man
In full view.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him with strange eyes, Luo Zijun had no choice but to let go.

"Luo Zijun, what does it have to do with you when someone recites a poem?"

Upstairs, Huang Zhaodi suddenly poked her head out and asked.

Mei Yanqiu saw someone else come forward first, so she immediately stuck her head out and said, "Luo Zijun, what's wrong? Are you jealous of others for being able to do it? If you have the ability, you can also write one!"

I haven't settled the score with this guy for what happened before.

Now in front of so many people, she naturally wouldn't be afraid of this boy anymore.

Luo Zijun raised her head and said, "Do you really think that the poems you women write are good? In my opinion, they are all bullshit! The reason why they let you go up is because you are women, right?"

He added: "Brother Huang, Brother Zhang, Brother Wang, their poems are better than yours, but they didn't go up because they are men. Don't you women have any self-awareness?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

The women who had just gone upstairs were immediately furious.

However, the men downstairs secretly agreed and praised in their hearts.

They naturally thought so too.

But at this time, they certainly didn't dare to say it out loud.

Wang Dafu couldn't help but whispered in the back: "Brother Su, Brother Luo is really amazing. He dares to say anything. I really admire him."

Su Bieshen believed it: "I dare not say such words that will offend the girls in the academy and the nobles upstairs at once. Brother Luo is really bold."

"Luo Zijun! What do you mean by this?"

"Besides beating women and verbally abusing them, what else can you do? If you have the ability, come up with a poem that will be praised by everyone!"

"This bastard is too much! He just humiliated Yan'er and now he comes to humiliate us!"

The girls in the academy upstairs were all so angry that their faces turned red, and they clenched their fists, wishing they could rush down and beat this guy up.

"What can I mean? I'm just telling the truth."

Luo Zijun fought against ten people alone and was not afraid at all.

"you……"

The women upstairs were still talking when the maid named Cui Mo suddenly smiled and said, "Master Luo, what you just meant is that we are favoring these girls, right?"

Luo Zijun looked at her without fear: "Anyone who is not blind can see it."

Xu Xian's face changed, and he quickly pulled him aside and whispered, "Brother Luo, don't talk like that. Be careful not to offend the noble..."

He was in the midst of the storm at this time and was so frightened that he didn't dare to recite poetry.

Luo Zijun didn't care: "Since we are here and want to make friends through poetry, there shouldn't be any distinction between the noble and the humble."

There was silence upstairs.

The little maid smiled and said, "My young lady said that Master Luo is right. There is indeed no distinction between high and low among scholars. Master Luo said that we are biased, and we admit it. We do have higher requirements for you men. However, if there are men among you who can really write good poems, my young lady will naturally not refuse you to go upstairs."

The meaning is obvious.

That is to say, the poems written by you men just now are really bad.

"Thank you young lady, but there's enough room downstairs for us to sit, so there's no need for us to go up."

Luo Zijun said one more sentence, then pulled Xu Xian and said, "Brother Xu, let's go to the first floor to eat."

When Xu Xian was hesitating, the voice of the little maid suddenly came from upstairs: "Master Xu, my lady said that you don't need to write poems, you can come up and drink directly."

Xu Xian was stunned when he heard this, and looked up with a look of disbelief.

The little maid smiled and said, "Master Xu, come up."

As he said this, he deliberately glanced at someone next to Xu Xian.

Xu Xian was overjoyed and flattered. He immediately struggled to break free from Luo Zijun with all his strength and happily walked into the restaurant.

Luo Zijun looked up at the little maid named Cui Mo, and saw that she was smiling like a flower. She said in a crisp voice: "If Mr. Luo wants to come up, he has to write a poem."

This was obviously a deliberate attack against him, a small "revenge" on him.

You don't want Mr. Xu to come up, but we insist on letting him come up, and we don't even need him to compose a poem. You want you to accuse us of being partial!
Don't you want to come up?

In Luo Zijun's eyes, this kind of behavior is even more worthy of his suspicion and vigilance.

Seeing that Xu Xian had already gone upstairs, he did not dare to delay and hurriedly said, "Miss Cui Mo, if I can write a good poem, can I..."

"Of course you can. Mr. Luo can go upstairs directly."

"No."

Luo Zijun immediately said: "What I mean is, if I can write a good poem, can you come down immediately and give us the second floor?"

When these words were spoken, everyone was stunned.

Huang Beicheng, Su Bie and others all had frightened expressions on their faces.

Mei Yanqiu, Sun Yaner and others upstairs were also stunned.

Liang Ruhai, the scholar-shopkeeper who was standing at the door twirling his beard and smiling, almost tore his beard off.

"You...what do you mean?"

The little maid upstairs looked stunned.

Luo Zijun said, "That's what you understand. If I can write a poem that your lady will appreciate, I hope your lady will take your people and leave the second floor, and give all the seats on the second floor to us for dinner. What do you think?"

Little maid: "..."

There was silence for quite a while.

A clear female voice came from the upper floor: "Mr. Luo, if you really have this confidence, I will agree to it. However, one song is too few, at least two."

"make a deal!"

Luo Zijun did not bargain, and said: "Also, I hope you can pay for the meal."

Everyone: "..."

The woman seemed to sneer and said, "Deal."

“What a big mouth.”

On the second floor, someone snorted coldly.

"Let's see what this kid is capable of. If he's just trying to attract attention, I'll have Uncle Liang kick him out later!" Luo Zijun suddenly added, "By the way, if I win by chance, I hope you'll kick those girls from the academy upstairs down. I don't want to see their faces when I'm eating upstairs, or I'll get sick."

As soon as these words were spoken, the talented female scholars upstairs were so angry that they were fuming and staring in amazement.

"Luo Zijun! Stop your nonsense!"

"You think you can write good poems? If you can, we won't need anyone to tell us to do it. We'll just get out of here!"

"Damn it! This person is so hateful!"

"I'm so mad! I'm so mad that my stomach hurts..."

"It is rare to see such a hateful man in the world!"

The women upstairs were all furious.

The men downstairs had to admire the young man in front of them.

"This guy is really awesome!"

Wang Dafu was even more impressed: "Damn, how come I feel so good just by listening to it?"

Cui Mo, the little maid standing at the window, covered her mouth to hold back her laughter and said, "Master Luo, no need to say more, just do it."

Luo Zijun was not afraid that they would go back on their word.

After a moment's hesitation, he said, "Then I will write a poem first."

The surroundings immediately became quiet.

The talented ladies upstairs immediately held their breath, clenched their fists, and pricked up their ears, ready to watch this bastard make a fool of himself.

"No matter what this guy does, we have to say it's not good!"

"Yes! Pick on him! Make him look bad!"

Several women discussed in low voices.

At this time, Luo Zijun had already read it out.

"Last year at this time, the face of a man and the peach blossoms reflected each other's redness. I don't know where the face of a man has gone, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Liang Ruhai, the scholar and shopkeeper standing at the door, suddenly brightened up.

Just as he was about to applaud, a burst of applause and cheers suddenly came from upstairs: "Not bad! Not bad! Mr. Luo's poem deserves the title of a talented man, and also deserves the title of the best work of the day!"

This praise was so high that it even offended all the poets present.

However, the person who spoke up for the compliment was none other than the noble lady on the second floor.

At this moment, even if the female students on the second floor wanted to find fault with the poem, it was too late. Besides, anyone who was not a fool knew the exquisiteness and charm of the poem.

Mei Yanqiu and others were speechless and looked at each other.

Sun Yaner looked dazed, murmuring in a low voice: "I don't know where the person has gone, but the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze..."

Liang Ruhai, the shopkeeper of the scholar, also applauded and cheered, with tears in his eyes: "Wonderful! Wonderful! This day last year and this day, same time, same place, same scenery but different people... reflection and contrast, back and forth, full of twists and turns... makes people recall the past, feel regretful and melancholy..."

He seemed to be thinking of an old friend and was filled with emotion.

"Mr. Luo is indeed a talented person. I am ashamed of myself for not being as good as you in this poem. I hope you can write another one to add more interest."

The noble man upstairs spoke in a gentle tone, with implicit expectation.

At this moment, whether it was upstairs, downstairs, or the spectators in the courtyard who were ready to watch the joke, all put away their contempt and became quiet.

Luo Zijun pondered for a moment and said, "The first one is a poem, so let's write lyrics for the second one. Peach blossoms are in full bloom here, and it's Taoyuan Tower, so let's title it "Taoyuan"."

"Drunkenly drifting in a light boat, the current leads me to the depths of the flowers. Misled by worldly fate, I have no way to stay among the flowers. The mist and water are vast, and the setting sun is thousands of miles away. There are countless mountains, and the red flowers are scattered like rain. I don't remember the way I came..."

After finishing, the surroundings became even quieter.

Everyone was silently reciting and savoring it in their hearts.

Liang Ruhai, who was standing in front of the door, twirled his beard and nodded as he savored the food. His eyes sparkled as he looked at the young man in front of him, but he did not speak first.

It was quiet upstairs for a long time before the noble lady's voice came: "This poem..."

Luo Zijun immediately said: "I have another one!"

Now that he had said such harsh words, he had to chase the woman upstairs down today.

The most important thing is that he must protect the "safety" of Mr. Xu!
The noble upstairs was startled for a moment, and quickly said, "Sir, if you have any more, please read them out."

In fact, she wanted to praise and admit defeat.

Everyone immediately held their breath again.

Luo Zijun pondered for a moment, and then continued: "The village is surrounded by trees, and the pond is full of water. Leaning on the east wind, I am in high spirits. The small garden is full of spring. There are red peach blossoms, white plum blossoms, and yellow cauliflowers... Orioles are singing, swallows are dancing, and butterflies are busy..."

After reading this poem, Liang Ruhai, who was standing at the door, had a look of surprise on his face.

Such talent is simply shocking!

It was quiet upstairs for a long time before the noble lady's voice came: "Mr. Luo is very talented. With your talent, you should sit on the second floor."

After saying that, he immediately stood up and told the maids and servants, "Pack up your things, and let's go downstairs."

There was no dissatisfaction in her tone, but rather some excitement.

"Sister Tanchun, this..."

"Come on down, we've already finished eating anyway."

"Oh……"

The nobles all left, and the talented ladies in the academy all looked unhappy and looked at each other.

Mei Yanqiu and others were filled with shame and felt very humiliated.

"Is that guy really going to chase us down? This is too humiliating. We finally got up here..."

"I guess it's just an angry remark. After all, we are all from the same academy. If he really chases us away, that would be too..."

"As a man, and one who is so talented, it is impossible for him to be so ungraceful..."

Unexpectedly, at this moment, that guy's voice suddenly came from downstairs: "Mei Yanqiu, Huang Zhaodi! That so-and-so! What are you still dawdling upstairs for? Come down quickly, we are all hungry, we need to go upstairs to eat!"

The girls in the academy: "..."

(End of this chapter)