Literati Sanctification

Chapter 458: Never lose your pride!
"Ahem, brother, you think you want to compete in poetry. This is brother. Your surname is Li, right? Ah, no? It doesn't matter. Anyway, you also want to compete in poetry. I think the two of you are quite suitable. Yes, you can go to the side to compete, I am very optimistic about you two."

"And this one's brother, I think you look good, this brother, you are not bad, the two of you are a natural pair, ah no, you are natural friends, go to the side to compare poetry, Then have a good drink, isn't that a pleasure in life?"

At this time, everyone looked at Heng Xiulin coldly, looking forward to Heng Xiu's response, and then competed with them. The girls on the side also stood aside at this time, wanting to Let's see what Heng Xiulin's poetic talent is.

But at this moment, Heng Xiulin pulled a few of them over, and quickly organized some of them into groups, letting them go to the side to compete in poetry.

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned for a moment, and the girls on the side all sneered, and then they covered their mouths and laughed coquettishly, they had never seen such a play.

Does he want to compete with you? What are you doing helping the other party find a teammate like this?What do you want?
Those literati, after being divided into groups at this moment, and after looking at each other, they all saw the fury in each other's eyes.

"Your Excellency, don't be too rampant. I'm here to ask you for advice. You don't even respond. You are too deceitful!"

"I've never seen it before. Which literati do such a thing? Your Excellency's behavior is really disgusting!"

At this time, the literati were also very angry. They clearly wanted to compete with Heng Xiulin, but this Heng Xiulin actually did such a thing. Did he think they were not worthy of competing with them or what?

"Everyone, I don't mean that."

Seeing that everyone was looking at him angrily, Heng Xiulin felt a little helpless, and immediately waved his hand. He just didn't want to compete in poetry. Didn't these people already see it, why are they trying to embarrass him? Woolen cloth?

"It's just that I'm not good at poetry, so I'm making a fool of myself. If you are interested, your friends beside you can definitely take on this great task."

Hearing Heng Xiulin's words, the literati on the side were stunned for a moment, and then they became angry.

"Speaking of it, aren't you unwilling to compete with me? Does it mean that you will suffer a lot from competing with me?"

"Could it be that your Excellency looks down on me? In this Xitang City, I am a relatively famous poet, but your Excellency is not even in the mood to compete with me, which is too contemptuous of me! "

Everyone was not satisfied with Heng Xiulin's explanation. Even if he said something coldly, his words were full of anger. They had been talking here for a long time.

This Heng Xiulin always shirks and doesn't compete with them, what is this?
Wan Bai on the other side saw Heng Xiulin constantly evading the competition, and a strange look appeared in her eyes. She had seen Heng Xiulin write down the request before. It was like that when it was raining poetry.

But just after finishing writing, the rain fell, extremely abundant. It was just a piece of poetry, which solved the dryness of a place. For such a literati, if Heng Xiulin has no talent at all, If she can't write poetry, she won't believe it at all.

But the question is, Heng Xiulin clearly has such a great talent, why did he keep refusing to fight?I don't want to be like these people's words at all, and then these people compete, what is Heng Xiulin doing for?
Wanbai didn't know, and so did the rest of the people. At this moment, they all looked at Heng Xiulin suspiciously. Could it be that this Heng Xiulin's talent is really not very good, so it's no way. Did you promise to try it out?
If so, it seems to be possible.

When everyone thought of this, they looked at Heng Xiulin's eyes, and they became a little weird, while those literati showed some energy. If this is the case, they must dig out Heng Xiulin's side.

Let everyone here take a look, especially these women, know that Heng Xiulin doesn't have much talent at all, let them not be deceived by such a pious person.

"Your Excellency, do you have the pride of a literati? You don't even have a bit of character. It's just a competition of poetry with you, and you're evading it one after another."

"That's right, I've been asking for this all the time. Could it be that you don't even have the arrogance of this point, so you must shirk it to the end? If that's the case, I'll leave right now."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the people on the side suddenly changed slightly, even that Xiaoyu, at this moment, also looked extremely pale, and then stared angrily at the person who said these words.

Proud?Only these people are worthy of talking about pride with their young master. When his young master is facing so many big monsters, but the battle to the death is at the last step, just these people, have they seen the big monsters?Have you seen their terror?

It's actually such a person who speaks proudly to his young master!Their son is more than they can talk about.

At this moment, it's no wonder that Xiaoyu is so angry. After following her son for so long, she knows how important her son and others are to this thing.

The so-called literati's arrogance means that for literati who write books, they regard this thing as more important than life. How can these people bring it up and then slander it?
These people are simply driving their young masters to a dead end. They insist on asking their young masters to compose a poem and compete with them.

Xiaoyu's heart suddenly became extremely nervous. On the one hand, because of the disrespectful remarks made by these people, Xiaoyu was so angry with these people that she wanted her son to take action, so she taught them a lesson. people.

But on the other hand, Xiaoyu doesn't want her young master to write poems. After all, before the poems appear, who knows what kind of scenes the poems will show, and it will arouse the ideas of the big monsters. My son is doomed.

At this moment, everyone is looking at Heng Xiulin closely. Whether to fight or not to fight is just a matter of Heng Xiulin's thought. If Heng Xiulin doesn't fight, nothing will happen right now, but after that, The name of a literati without pride will appear in everyone's ears and spread throughout Xitang City.

Everyone will know that a literati is actually not willing to compete, and even his own literati pride is not wanted. A person like this is definitely not worthy of the title of a literati. At that time, I am afraid that Luo Xingfang will definitely be It won't work to be the first one to come to your door.

That guy, when he left at that moment, looked at his eyes, Heng Xiulin could see clearly, this guy would never let him go easily, he was just waiting for an opportunity.

Thinking of this, Heng Xiulin sighed immediately. In fact, even without that Luo Xingfang, Heng Xiulin would have to take over the competition. There is no way, no matter what, Heng Xiulin will not admit that he is not a scholar of.

After coming to this world, he didn't know when he started to integrate this thing into his bone marrow. No matter when it was, he would never give up on it.

Thinking of this, at this moment, Heng Xiulin just threw away all the things that oppressed him all the time. At this moment, he is still the Zijin doctor of that Jiang country!

(End of this chapter)