F * ck, damned ladyboy!
"From what you just said, I can tell that you are a man of great ambition." The beautiful young man stopped laughing. He gazed at the surface of the lake and muttered, "Just as you said, Brother, Jiangnan is rich in talented scholars and beautiful women. There are many literati and literati whose masterpieces are passed down throughout the world. These are advantages, but also disadvantages."
"Oh?" Lin Wanrong was interested that someone would think of these things in this era. "This person — oh, my dear friend, what do you mean by that?"
He almost blurted out the word "transvestite". Although he guessed that this lad did not know the meaning of this word, it would be very difficult for him to explain it.
The handsome lad nodded. "Since the founding of our dynasty, the Taizu Emperor, there has been a habit of valuing literature over martial arts, especially Jiangnan. Talented scholars and beautiful ladies are all proud of their literary talent. In times of peace, this is not wrong. But in times of national crisis, when enemies from the north are invading, they are still the same. What about the country? Country, country, only with a country can there be a home. If everyone is like them, 'intoxicated by the warm wind and treating Hangzhou as Bianzhou', then what hope does our dynasty of China have? "The ladyboy became angrier as he spoke. His face was already filled with anger.
Lin Wanrong had been in this world for a month. He already knew that the era he was in was called the Chinese dynasty. The emperor's surname was Zhao and the capital was Shuntian.
He heard that the northern border was invaded by foreign tribes and the Chinese army was losing ground. Fortunately, although the Hu army was strong, they did not expect the Chinese army to be defeated so quickly. The Hu army did not have enough provisions and it was the end of autumn and the beginning of winter. They could only stop attacking and retreat to the plains. At the same time, they prepared for war, preparing to attack the central plains in one go next year.
In the previous dynasty, Bianzhou was the capital of the Song Dynasty. At that time, the Song Dynasty was corrupt and incompetent. After the invasion of foreign enemies, the safety of Bianzhou was threatened. The Song Dynasty had no choice but to move south to Hangzhou, and Bianzhou became the capital. When the ancestors of the China dynasty established the country, they expelled the Hu people and established the China dynasty. But no one could forget the humiliation of Bianzhou. Therefore, when Lin Wanrong said that Hangzhou should be regarded as Bianzhou, this beautiful young master could understand and deeply agreed with it. (Note: This book is set in a completely unfamiliar world. This Great Song is not the Great Song that we are familiar with. It just happens to have the same name. There will be an explanation later.)
Although Lin Wanrong was still a little out of tune with this world, he knew that since he had come to this world, he had to put himself in it. No matter what, these were his compatriots, and he would not allow outsiders to bully them.
"If a country wants to prosper, it needs both political and martial arts. Both are indispensable. It's better to have less of this kind of song and dance to celebrate peace. "The beautiful young master finally made a concluding statement. His face was full of concern for the country and the people.
At first, she thought that this damned ladyboy had such a handsome peach blossom appearance because he had been fooling around with women every day. She didn't expect that he still had some ambitions in his heart. Lin Wanrong's impression of this Young Master Transvestite changed quite a bit.
However, to the current Lin Wanrong, enriching the country and strengthening the people was not his responsibility yet, so he did not show much interest.
The beautiful young master was very dissatisfied with the scholars on the lake. What he said seemed reasonable, but Lin Wanrong's professional experience told him that this matter was not as simple as it seemed. Lin Wanrong naturally could not completely agree with the beautiful young master's words.
Lin Wanrong snorted coldly and did not comment. He did not pay attention to the beautiful young master, and only looked at the lake without saying a word.
The beautiful young master saw Lin Wanrong's expression and thought that he was also a scholar. He frowned and asked, "Brother, do you have any scholarly honors?"
Lin Wanrong shook his head and said, "I have not obtained any scholarly honors." Damn, only you know how to drop scholarly honors. I can do it too. But this fellow's eyesight is really bad. Has he ever seen a scholar wearing sackcloth with his toes exposed?
The beautiful young master asked again, "Brother, have you ever participated in the provincial examinations?"
Lin Wanrong continued to shake his head and said, "I don't even know which direction the entrance to the Examination Institution is."
The beautiful young master asked curiously, "If that's the case, brother, you can't even be considered a scholar …" He was halfway through his sentence when he realized his slip of the tongue. He hurriedly stopped and took back the last few words.
However, Lin Wanrong understood what he meant and was furious. Damn, stupid transvestite, what kind of eyesight was that? If I wasn't a scholar, would I be able to recite such a good poem? I'm a graduate of Peking University. In common terms, I'm a student of the Imperial College. In a few years' time, I might even be able to become a Chancellor in the Imperial College. How dare you look down on me like this.
But then again, Lin Wanrong really hadn't read many books in this era. It was not completely unreasonable for the young master to say that he couldn't be considered a scholar.
Lin Wanrong was extremely displeased. He lightly snorted and slowly recited, "Beyond the mountains, beyond the buildings, when will the singing and dancing of the West Lake cease? The warm wind intoxicates the travellers, turning Hangzhou into Bianzhou."
The young master's eyes brightened. He clapped his hands and said, "Good, good, what a good 'beyond the mountains, beyond the buildings, when will the singing and dancing of the West Lake cease'. Brother, you are indeed talented and extraordinary. But based on this poem, there is no one in this world who can stand shoulder to shoulder with you. "
Beside him, the manservant who had been looking at Lin Wanrong coldly also revealed a look of respect.
Lin Wanrong was secretly amused. He despised the philosophy of this young master's flattery. But this young master seemed to have grasped his weakness, and his flattery made him feel very comfortable.
But the young master kept saying that he looked down on scholars, but he was full of praise for Lin Wanrong's poem. It was extremely laughable.
The young master was also an extremely astute person. When he saw the expression in Lin Wanrong's eyes, he seemed to understand what he meant. He quickly said, "Sir, please forgive me for being so talented. I definitely didn't mean to look down on scholars. It's just that the country is in a difficult situation right now, and I really can't bear to see the scholars of Jiangnan acting like 'the country is in a difficult situation'. That's why I offended you. Sir, you are of noble character and unquestionable integrity, please forgive me." As he spoke, he actually bowed to Lin Wanrong to express his apology.
Seeing that this fellow's apologetic attitude was very good and that his flattery skills were on point, Lin Wanrong didn't lower himself to his level. He pretended to help him up and cupped his hands in a salute. "What is this brother's name?"
"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare. My surname is Xiao, Xiao Qingxuan." The young master hastily cupped his hands in a salute.
"Oh, Brother Xiao, right? My surname is Lin. Lin Wanrong is me." Lin Wanrong said with a grin, without the slightest hint of respect.
"So it's Brother Lin. My apologies, my apologies." Xiao Qingxuan looked at Lin Wanrong. Two dimples appeared on his fair face, accompanied by a touch of crimson. There was an indescribable charm between his brows.
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