In the snow: The prince of Chu was killed, and Nangong Pushe forced him to marry him

But even so, there are still people who make excuses for her gender, origin, and age.

Xu Weixiong is no one who can suffer, and she has killed so many people in so many years.

Do you really think that you can’t go up because you don’t know martial arts?

Just when she was about to go ashore and take action, a faint voice suddenly came from behind the man.

"If you want to go down, then go down."

Before he could turn around, a huge force exploded directly in his lower back.

Chapter 8 Go to the Yin Academy and fight with the Confucian scholars

"Eh..."

The man only had time to say "Hey!" before his body fell down uncontrollably.

Then the last scene he saw in his life was Xu Weixiong's sword drawn out and slashed directly at him.

Xu Weixiong really didn't care. He drew his sword and cut down the people who fell down.

However, she ignored the body that fell into the lake, nor the blood on the sword, and looked at Jiang Xuan with interest.

If it were other Shangyin Academy students, most of them would have just stayed away.

Or maybe like this person who died, some people think that they have profound family knowledge, and some want to be famous.

So I jumped out and wanted to use Xu Weixiong's shoulders to fly directly into the sky.

But people like Jiang Xuan are really rare.

Just when Xu Weixiong looked at Jiang Xuan and wanted to speak, the room in Shangyin Academy was suddenly opened.

At this time, many people came out of the room. Each of them had different expressions, and their eyes swept over the many students one by one.

Finally Wang Jijiu walked out. He looked at the people in front of him and didn't pay attention to the commotion just now.

"Which one of you is Jiang Xuan?"

Jiang Xuan? !

When they heard the name being called out alone, many people looked slightly sideways, showing surprise.

They turned their heads one by one, wanting to see who this Jiang Xuan was, who could actually make so many sacrificial wines come out, and even saw Zhang Julu.

Just when everyone was surprised, Jiang Xuan glanced at Xu Weixiong and walked out directly.

His expression was calm, his movements were smooth, and he didn't feel nervous at all.

"I have seen the king offering wine, everyone offering wine, teacher and student Jiang Xuan."

swoosh...

Everyone's eyes were on Jiang Xuan, and he could even feel it.

These sights are filled with various emotions.

Wang Jijiu frowned, holding the rice paper in his hand, and walked over step by step.

When he was about to say something, he saw Xu Weixiong.

Xu Weixiong also clasped his hands and bowed in salute.

"Sacrificial wine."

Wang Jijiu nodded slightly and said nothing.

His eyes were still on Jiang Xuan, and the light in his eyes was inexplicable.

"You wrote this?"

Jiang Xuan glanced at it, but before he could speak, Wang Jijiu continued: "When autumn comes on September [-]th, I will kill all the flowers after they bloom."

"If no one else admits it, it was indeed written by me." Jiang Xuan nodded lightly and looked at Wang Jijiu.

Wang Jijiu narrowed his eyes, his gaze fell on Jiang Xuan, and he said nothing.

At this time, many people were muttering, thinking about the meaning of these two sentences.

Xu Weixiong frowned and looked at Jiang Xuan.

"The incense formation soaring into the sky penetrates Chang'an, and the city is covered with golden armor?"

When he said this, he looked at Jiang Xuan again, but this time his eyes suddenly became sharp: "Then what does this sentence mean? Do you want to rebel?"

Many people's expressions became ugly when they heard Wang Jijiu's words.

Because Jiang Xuan's poem can be said to be unabashed.

Even if the name is changed, who can't understand such a reference?

But some people's eyes lit up, and they suddenly thought that in the literary world, there were many people who cursed the court and denounced the emperor in order to leave their names in history.

For some people, this is a way to become famous.

So when they looked at Jiang Xuan, they revealed a strange expression.

Good guy, this is advanced black.

But the next second, their eyes showed confusion again.

After all, it is easy to lose more than you gain by talking about this kind of rebellion.

After all, he might not only lose his reputation, but also his own life.

Have some courage.

However, more people were furious and couldn't help but point at Jiang Xuan and curse.

"Who do you think you are? You can actually reach Chang'an with the incense array, and you can wear golden armor all over the city? Do you have that kind of strength?"

"That's right, I have seen many people like this. They are full of dissatisfaction and always want to overthrow the imperial court. Bah! They are just a well-known lunatic."

"Wang Jijiu, don't talk nonsense to this kind of person, report it directly to the court, sit on the Regret Chair, Tiger Bench, and be imprisoned for another three to five years, he will know that he is afraid."

Wang Jijiu ignored the others' words and just looked at Jiang Xuan, as if he wanted to see something in his eyes.

However, Jiang Xuan's eyes were calm, and he looked straight into Wang Jijiu's eyes, and said leisurely: "Whatever Wang Jijiu thinks, this poem is like that."

Ok?

As soon as Jiang Xuan said this, many people had surprised looks in their eyes.

Who knew that Jiang Xuan ignored them and continued: "After I finish writing this poem, it will just be a work bearing my name."

"What I think is not important, but what the readers think. After all, a thousand people have a thousand opinions."

"If you want to cause trouble, I can put the current emperor in jail if he writes a poem or just three casual sentences."

After saying this, his eyes fell on the people behind Wang Jijiu.

He looked at the many students, the wine sacrifices, and Zhang Julu, the chief minister of the dynasty.

"If you want to add a crime, you can't worry about it."

As soon as Jiang Xuan said this, many people stood blankly on the spot with surprised looks on their faces.

After all, this was the first time they had seen such an explanation in so many years.

Unlike others who raised objections to poetry, Jiang Xuan did not have the arrogance of wanting to be famous, nor the panic of being discovered, nor the excitement and excitement.

He just looked at everyone calmly, as if what was standing in front of him was not the sacrificial wine from Shangyin Academy, but Zhang Julu, the chief minister of the court.

They are like a group of ordinary people, ordinary people who cannot be more ordinary.

Sensing Jiang Xuan's gaze, many people looked ugly and felt dissatisfied.

After all, among those who can come to Shangyin Academy, which one is not a child of aristocratic families?Which one is not a local, well-known celebrity?

How could Jiang Xuan look at them like this?What qualifications does he have!

Listening to the people around him criticizing each other, Xu Weixiong looked at Jiang Xuan's back with interest.

When she heard her teacher say this poem just now, she found it interesting.

After all, there is a sense of pride in this poem!

And confidence.

She was a little curious as to where Jiang Xuan's confidence came from.

After all, the current Liyang Dynasty cannot be overthrown by just a few words from a mere student.

Moreover, he also gave a date and even how to lead people to attack Tai'an.

Is the city full of golden armor?

Although some words are metaphors, this kind of confidence cannot be obtained by imagination.

What's even more interesting is her teacher, Wang Jijiu.

You must know that Wang Jijiu is not a pedantic person. If this is the case, why would he accept his daughter as a disciple from Beiliang?

What's more, her temper and methods caused Wang Jijiu a lot of trouble.

Chapter 9 Let me go?good!

But even so, Wang Jijiu didn't say anything.

After all, no one can say anything about Xu Weixiong's strength and talent.

And with the support of the military master Han Guzi, who dares to say one more word?

So Xu Weixiong could see that his teacher's appearance was obviously not looking for trouble, but a test.

He wanted to see what this Jiang Xuan was like.

This Jiang Xuan seems a bit interesting.

Whether it was the setting clouds just now and the solitary swans flying together, the autumn water and the sky were the same color.

It’s still this soaring incense array that penetrates Chang’an, and the city is covered with golden armor.

Although the styles are different, it can be seen that this guy has something.