< Two verses combined into one, seven thousand words! >
"Third Young Master Jun, although the two Masters are open and aboveboard, and have long seen through victory and defeat, victory and defeat are ephemeral, and do not care about the gains and losses of this moment, and disdain to lower themselves to the same level as you. But, I would like to ask, Third Young Master Jun, do you have a second verse for this couplet? If you have an excellent second verse, please bestow it upon us, and let us broaden our horizons. " A scholar from the Wenxing Heavenly Literature Institute stood up. He was clearly unconvinced by the loss of this round.
"How can you be more hypocritical than Li Youran?!"
Jun Moxie looked at him in astonishment, "Please use your brain when thinking about things. Don't always use your butt to think about problems! If I had a couplet that even I could match, would I use it to make things difficult for others? Did you get kicked by a donkey when you were young? How can the Wenxing Heavenly Literature Institute produce such an idiot like you? "
"Oh, right, I see that not only is your brain stupid, but your ears are also deaf, right? Before I set the question, I clearly said that this was a question set by someone else, and no one has been able to match it to this day. I just borrowed it, and which ear did you hear that I made it myself? I see that either you don't have a brain, or your brain is full of mold! You actually want a second verse from me? You really have the nerve to ask! Is the Heavenly Star Academy filled with people who only care about winning and losing? Are they unreasonable people? "
Jun Dashao opened his mouth this time, and not many people had anything to say. After all, he had already stated that this couplet was not his own before he set the question. He had obtained it from somewhere else, and it was clearly used to make things difficult for others. At this moment, that scholar had used this to make things difficult for others, and wanted to use this as a pretext to save some face. But, it was a waste of effort, and even made others laugh at him!
That scholar's face turned red!
The others did not think much of it, and only Li Youran opened her eyes in surprise. [What's wrong with this person? Why did he involve me again?] What did he mean by "How can you be more hypocritical than Li Youran?"
[Damn it, is this what a human is saying?] [How am I hypocritical?]
"The Master has just admitted defeat, and now he sends his disciple to act shamelessly? Could it be that the Wenxing Heavenly Literature Institute is such a sore loser? " Jun Moxie's voice was very loud and full of energy. "If you really can't afford to lose, then this young master won't mind taking a step back. This Young Master may not be a good person, but I still know how to respect the elderly and the wise. "
So you still know that you're not a good person? Everyone rolled their eyes in disbelief.
Is there anyone who respects the elderly as much as you do? You've almost sent the two old masters to the ground with your respect …
"Yan Feng, stand down! A loss was a loss, and there was no need to argue about it. Why bother with the gains and losses of one or two times? This is only the first round. Don't tell me that our Wenxing Heavenly Literature Institute doesn't have a chance to turn things around? "Kong Ling Yang's lips trembled as he sternly reprimanded his disciple.
Old Man Kong did not bother with the gains and losses of one or two times. This was not a simple loss of a competition. This time, they had lost a great deal of face. In previous years, there had been victories and defeats at the Autumn Scholarly Feasts. However, those feasts had always been held at the center of the Moon Lake. Moreover, His Majesty the Emperor had not been present. But this time, it had been held at the Imperial Palace. Not only was His Majesty the Emperor present, but all the high-ranking officials of the Empire were present as well. The scale of the feasts was many times larger than in previous years. But, they had lost at this time …
Wouldn't this be extremely depressing?
The Wenxing Heavenly Literature Institute had hated Fatty and Tang Yuan the most in the past. However, Fatty had now fallen to second place, and Jun Dashao was now at the top of the list. Moreover, this had never changed in ten thousand years. The old, middle-aged, and young scholars of the Wenxing Heavenly Literature Institute hated Jun Dashao to the bone …
"He he, Teacher Kong is right. Couplets are just a game that scholars play to pass the time when they're bored. What truly reflects one's talent is poetry, song, zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting …" Li Youran calmly smiled and said, "Don't tell me that there's no one better than the Young Master Jun?"
These words were very vicious!
If the Wenxing Heavenly Literature Institute were to give up in front of all the civil and military officials, wouldn't that mean that the Institute was admitting that there was no one better than the debauchee Jun Moxie? How could the Wenxing Heavenly Literature Institute collapse? How could they let this go?
Swords were drawn and bows were bent.
[I can see that this brat Li Youran doesn't have good intentions!] [This pretty boy doesn't have good intentions. He wants to use these old men's knives to force me to show my cards.]
Jun Moxie rolled his eyes, and tilted his head to one side. It seemed that his face was very close to Dugu Xiaoyi's small mouth. Then, he nodded, and laughed with confidence, "You're right. The Wenxing Heavenly Literature Institute has sent a lot of people this time. Fortunately, we're also full of talented people! How can we, the descendants of the great families, be afraid? This Young Master and Young Master You Ran will join hands to fight against the Wenxing Heavenly Literature Institute. It won't matter who wins or loses. Young Master You Ran also said that he admires this Young Master in many aspects. He he … this means that this Young Master's skills are better than his. In other words, this Young Master is much better than Li Youran. He he he … everyone heard that right? So, if you can't even compare to Young Master You Ran, then don't come looking for me! This Young Master is very busy. Time is very precious. Every moment brings in tens of millions of taels of silver. How can I afford to delay? "
These words were said in a very beautiful way. Not only did he tie all the young masters to his warship, but he also pushed Li Youran out as the number one scapegoat. It was both offensive and defensive. It was an untraceable move.
Everyone looked at him with admiration. However, they weren't looking at Jun Moxie, but at Dugu Xiaoyi. Jun Mo Xie tilted his head and nodded. Then, his attitude changed greatly. He even said that he was capable of both offense and defense, and that he could advance and retreat freely. Even a wooden person would be able to see that something was wrong. If Dugu Xiaoyi hadn't given him this move, then he would've seen a ghost! How could such a scoundrel be able to say something of such standard?
Besides, this guy's words were very unnatural. It was as if he was reciting from a book. Moreover, there wasn't a single word of vulgarity in his words! If he hadn't been taught this, then it would've been too bizarre!
Jun Moxie leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes. Looking at his shameless appearance, he wouldn't answer even if he was asked anything. The people of the Wenxing Heavenly Literature Institute felt helpless. They had no choice but to turn to Li Youran, "So, we will ask Young Master Li for advice first."
Li Youran stood up with a smile. She nodded slightly, "It's an honor." She didn't feel disgusted that Jun Moxie had pushed her forward.
To be honest, Jun Moxie had already won a match. Whether it was a glorious victory or not, a win was a win. Li Youran, who felt that she was favored by the heavens, didn't want to be defeated by him.
His Majesty, who was sitting on the dragon throne, intentionally or unintentionally glanced at Li Youran. Then, he lowered his eyes and looked at Jun Moxie and Dugu Xiaoyi from the corner of his eyes. His expression was unfathomable.
"Since we've already matched the couplet and heard that Young Master Li's flute is well-known throughout the world, how about we compete in music for this match? I'm Jin Yin Zhen. I'd like to ask Young Master You Ran for advice. " A scholar slowly stepped forward. He bowed to the emperor and the elders first. Then, he turned to face Li Youran. His movements were calm and unhurried. He gently held a jade flute made of white jade in his hand.
"Young Master Jin Yin's music is well-known throughout the world. How can You Ran compare to you? There's no need for this match. I admit defeat. "Li Youran bitterly smiled. Li Youran didn't admit defeat on purpose. On this occasion, Young Master Li wanted to show off. After all, this was in front of the emperor. If he could leave a good impression, then no matter what he did in the future, he would be able to achieve twice the result with half the effort.
However, this Jin Yin Zhen was a formidable opponent. Moreover, he was a formidable opponent that was difficult to match! This person's flute skills were passed down through his family. When he was only fifteen years old, his name had already spread throughout the continent. How could a person like Li Youran compare to him? Wenxing Heavenly Literature Institute had clearly sent him here to win this match. They wanted to establish a tie between the two sides. Then, the real battle would begin.
"Ha ha, Young Master Mo Xie and I will each take a match. You Ran is ashamed of this match. My skills are not as good as yours. I admit defeat." Li Youran's expression didn't change. She said, "The next match is Young Master Mo Xie's turn. You Ran wishes Jun Sun-shao a victory."
Jun Moxie said 'f * ck!' This guy didn't even try to compete. He directly admitted defeat. This was too much … If it were me, no matter how strong the opponent was, I would've shouted a pop song. I would rather be beaten to death than be scared to death.
The Autumn Scholarly Feast was usually started by two sides provoking each other. Then, it would start with poetry, music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Then, it would move on to national strategy, people's livelihood, foreign strategy, and so on. It would only end when all the skills had been competed.
At present, under Jun Moxie's nonsense, two opposing factions had been formed. However, whether it was the smell of gunpowder or the intensity of the confrontation, it had far surpassed the previous years. This point could be clearly felt by those who had participated in previous Autumn Scholarly Feasts. Only Jun Dashao and Fatty Tang, who had participated in the competition for the first time, hadn't seen this.
They had participated in the previous Autumn Scholarly Feasts as well. But, that was to pick up girls. So, it couldn't be compared to this …
Next was the poetry competition. The Minister of Rites, Sun Chenghe, discussed with everyone for a while. Then, they decided to come up with a topic on the spot. Then, both sides would compose a poem and compete on the spot to determine the winner.
"The topic of this poetry competition will be knowledge. Both sides, please choose a candidate. " Sun Chenghe looked at Jun Moxie and shook his head. It was obvious that he had already decided the winner in his heart. So, he sighed.
Jun Moxie didn't intend to win. So, he just laughed it off.
Another blue-clothed scholar stood up. His name was Qin Qiu Shi. It was easy to imagine how much this Qin Qiu Shi's parents were obsessed with scholarly honors just from this name alone …
"Please enlighten me, Young Master Jun." Qin Qiu Shi frowned and pondered for a while. Then, he cleared his throat and spoke in a clear voice after some time had passed.
The eunuch on the other side was already prepared. He held his wrist and raised his elbow. He was attentively waiting for Qin Qiu Shi to speak. He was ready to record the entire process.
"Bravely climbing the Book Mountain to reach the clouds,
Daring to cross the Sea of Learning to see the angry tide;
There's no need to take shortcuts if one's heart is honest and diligent.
Climbing the stars and plucking the dou isn't far away.
I'm willing to dedicate myself to the country.
How can I be stingy with my hot-bloodedness?
If I can make even an inch of progress in this life,
I won't be in vain by waving my brush today. "
This Qin Qiu Shi was indeed extraordinary. He had only spent half an incense stick's worth of time to compose a poem of 'Seven Lines'. The artistic conception of this poem wasn't top-notch. But, the couplets were very good. In fact, it could be regarded as a top-notch work. Moreover, it not only clarified his attitude towards learning, but also faintly showed his lofty aspirations and lofty aspirations for the country.
The eunuch finished transcribing the poem. Then, he respectfully handed it over to the Emperor to look at. The Emperor glanced at it. Then, he gazed deeply at Qin Qiu Shi. His face remained expressionless. He waved his hand, and ordered the civil officials to pass the poem around. The officials nodded in agreement. [These people are talented. But, I wouldn't have been able to compose a better poem in half an incense stick's worth of time if I had been in the same position.]
"Good poem! Good poem! Brother Qin has recited a good poem," Jun Moxie clapped his hands. "This Jun Moxie admits defeat in this poem recitation skill. His speed is too fast. He's a fast shooter …"
"Many thanks for Young Master Jun's praise. But, this young man's talent is limited. So, I've made Young Master Jun and the other seniors laugh at me," Qin Qiu Shi couldn't understand the profound meaning behind Jun Moxie's words. So, he modestly said, "I ask Young Master Jun to give me some pointers. I'm also waiting to hear Young Master Jun's great work."
"My great work? No, no. This Young Master has a lot of resources. I can shoot at will. I don't need to recite a poem … "Jun Moxie hastily declined modestly. But, it sounded incoherent to everyone.
Tang Yuan suddenly burst into laughter. He laughed for a while. Then, it seemed that he couldn't control himself. He held his big belly, and laughed so hard that his face started to twitch. His whole body started to spasm. It seemed that he was going to die soon. Tang Yuan had been under Jun Dashao's influence for a long time. So, he had started to show signs of surpassing his master. The other people might not have understood what Jun Dashao had recited. But, Fatty had understood it very clearly. So, how could he not laugh …?
Everyone who didn't understand the mystery behind it despised him. [This Fatty isn't honest. You're with Jun Moxie. But, you're rejoicing in his misfortune when you see him making a fool of himself!] [This kind of character makes people despise him.]
"Young Master Jun is brimming with talent. So, how can you admit defeat? That won't do. You have to recite a poem for everyone to judge, "Han Zhi Dong had jumped out to wave the flag and shout. He was determined to make Jun Mo Xie make a fool of himself.
"Don't tell me that Young Master Jun disdains to compete with us?" Mei Gao Jie rolled his eyes and said in a dense manner, "That's unacceptable …"
"Jun Sun-shao comes from a family that values martial arts. So, it's inevitable that he doesn't have any literary talent." A scholar of the Wenxing Heavenly Literature Institute chuckled. He was full of complacent satisfaction. He was very pleased to see Jun Moxie make a fool of himself. "It's expected that he would admit defeat. Don't tell me that you're surprised?"
As soon as these words were spoken, it was like a superb cold joke. Both those who wanted to laugh and those who didn't all laughed loudly, and their laughter was filled with ridicule.
[I really, really despise you!]
Jun Moxie obviously wouldn't say these words out loud. [But, you're asking for a scolding. And, you're asking for it in such an urgent manner. So, this Young Master will be letting you down if he doesn't give you a good scolding …]
Jun Moxie snorted coldly. Then, he said with emotion, "This Young Master won't refuse since everyone is so kind. But, this Young Master has never done anything like that. So, I won't compose a poem. I'll just casually recite a song for everyone to listen to."
"Casually recite a song? Young Master Jun is very talented. He can compose a poem with just a wave of his hand. I admire him. " [It's that Han Zhi Dong again. He has hated Jun Moxie ever since he lost the couplet match. How could I have ended up in such a difficult situation if not for Jun Moxie?] [It would be equivalent to Jun Moxie ruining my life if I lose my future because of this!]
[How can I let go of this opportunity to take revenge?] He wasn't doing this for the sake of the WenXing Heavenly Literature Institute's victory or defeat. Instead, he was venting his anger for his own selfish reasons.
"WenXing Heavenly Literature Institute's … scholars …" Jun Moxie tilted his head and smiled. Then, he suddenly said in a meaningful manner, "… they all have the same … character? Why do I feel that they aren't as good as me? I'm a debauchee. I'm a debauchee. I'm a debauchee who commits all kinds of crimes. Is such a person the WenXing Heavenly Literature Institute is recommending to the Empire's rising stars? I don't understand. Wouldn't such a person be a groom every day, and a bride every night if they were in charge of a government? "
These words had been spoken in a light manner. It seemed as if they were purely unintentional. But, it seemed as if he was cursing on the spot. But, the speaker didn't mean it. The Emperor's eyes suddenly flashed. His complexion changed, and he started to ponder.
All the big shots were also startled. They seemed to be lost in thought.
At this moment, everyone couldn't help but remember that the WenXing Heavenly Literature Institute's desire to win in the past years' Scholarly Feasts had been a little too strong …
Everyone's gaze turned towards Jun Moxie after a moment of contemplation. [Did this guy say it unintentionally? Or did he deliberately point it out?]
They were disappointed as they looked at him. [This guy's current appearance … is too … wretched!]
Jun Moxie frowned as he finished speaking. He slowly walked out of his seat. His neck was still crooked. He didn't know what he had just said. Lord Ba's steps were very natural. He twisted his waist and took a step. It seemed as if he was moving forward and backward. One of his hands was behind his back, and the other hand was trembling in front of his chest. It seemed as if it had been electrocuted. His movements seemed to be wooden. But, they were quite smooth. They were strange and elegant.
Any earthling would've recognized it if they had seen it. This was Michael Jackson's famous move — Space Step and Mechanical Step! The combination of these two great skills had finally appeared in this different world!
If there were people who knew what was good for them, they would've immediately screamed and cheered. [Look at those trembling hands. It's like they've been electrocuted. Look at that stiff neck. It's really awesome. Look at those few steps. Wow! It's as if Michael Jackson's soul has possessed this body!
It's a pity that these people from this different world don't know how to appreciate art. Jun Dashao felt as if he was trying to flirt with a blind person. [Unappreciated talent.] [But, I'm about to curse. Why should I care about my image?] [The worse, the better!] [I don't expect these people to give me any help. I won't go back if I don't curse to my heart's content today!]
Everyone in the main hall looked as if they had seen a fool. Everyone couldn't bear to watch. [This grandson Jun Zhan Tian is really a clown. He has found a home. How did the Jun Family produce such a treasure?] [Speechless …]
At this moment, Jun Dashao twisted his waist. His entire body made a standard electric shock motion. His right hand twitched above his head, and made an orchid gesture. With a snap of his fingers, his left hand covered his lower abdomen. His waist moved back and forth leisurely, swaying back and forth. His coquettish eyes fluttered everywhere.
One couldn't help but admit that if these movements were placed in the world of Jun Dashao's previous world, they would've been genuine and extremely difficult masterpieces of dance. Without a deep foundation, it would've been absolutely impossible to do. As for why Jun Dashao could do it … the reason was very simple. As long as one had the same skills as Jun Dashao, one could easily do it as well …
However, in the eyes of these 'dummies', these extremely difficult and artistic high-level movements were directly associated with bed activities. Even the women were no exception. Looking at the high-speed movements of this guy's lower body, it was really … too unsightly!
"I got it …" Jun Moxie seemed to groan strangely, causing all the princesses and talented ladies in the main hall to blush. One after another, they cursed angrily. [This guy is really too vulgar and shameless! He actually dared to tease us in front of so many people … we …]
Dugu Xiaoyi's eyes were spitting fire. Princess Reimu's pretty face was deathly pale. Both women had a desire: [Immediately push this lecher to the ground and give him a good beating!] [This is too disgraceful!] [This is simply offensive to public morals!]
"Want to talk about love with me,
Not beautiful,
Don't talk to me about love,
I'm too bad,
Don't be infatuated with this brother,
This brother is just a legend,
Don't provoke me,
I'll make you vomit blood … "
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Jun Dashao's poem was finally revealed. Moreover, he used an extremely unbearable voice, and each sentence was clearly heard:
Jun Dashao's finger was coincidentally pointing in the direction of the scholars of the Wenxing Heavenly Literature Institute when he said the last sentence. His face was full of anger, [I'll curse you old bastards to death! Are you trying to make things difficult for me? Don't you know what kind of person I am?]
The entire hall was in an uproar!
Which one of the people present wasn't a shrewd person? Every one of them was a wily old fox in the officialdom. They had spent most of their lives observing people's expressions. Even if someone's words were taboo, they would still carefully analyze it for a long time. Moreover, Jun Moxie was directly pointing at their noses and cursing them.
Every sentence was the behavior of a hooligan. Every sentence was the style of a scoundrel. The last eight sentences were pointed at the nose of the Wenxing Heavenly Literature Institute. His spittle flew everywhere as he cursed. Moreover, there were threats, insults, and threats. Finally, it involved the elders …
"You, you … you, you, you …" Mei Gao Jie and Kong Ling Yang were both erudite scholars. When had anyone ever pointed at their noses and humiliated them like this? Moreover, a debauchee Young Master had wantonly cursed them in front of hundreds of civil and military officials in front of the Emperor. They were so angry that their hands and feet started to tremble. Their beards started to tremble. Their pale old faces turned blue in an instant. They trembled for a long time. Then, they rolled their eyes, and fainted …
"What an evil creature!" Jun Zhan Tian jumped out with a 'whoosh'. He was so angry that his beard had flared up. It seemed that he had lost control of his strength due to his anger. He ruthlessly kicked his grandson's buttocks. Jun Mo Xie stealthily blinked his eyes. Then, he flew up into the air and crashed into a pillar in the main hall. It seemed that his brain would've burst open if he had hit the pillar.
However, there was a person there.
Who was it?
It was naturally Dugu Zong Heng.
These two old men had been working together for a lifetime. So, who didn't know what the other was thinking? He had already taken his position. So, he caught Jun Moxie and shouted, "Jun Zhan Tian! You old thing, have you gone senile? Don't tell me that you want to kill the only heir of your Jun Family? "
[This old man is really ruthless! He said that he's the only heir of the Jun Family. So, I won't kill him …]
"Don't stop me today! I will kill this little bastard today! He's a disgrace to the Jun Family. He's a disgrace to the Jun Family. He'll turn the sky upside down if I don't teach him a good lesson! " Jun Zhan Tian's eyes turned red as he pounced forward. It seemed that he was determined to skin his grandson alive …
However, the Old Master's words made all the civil and military officials despise him. [A disgrace to the Jun Family? Jun Zhan Tian, do you know what it means to be a gentleman? Isn't it because you spoiled your grandson? Don't you sully the Jun Family's reputation a few times? You wanted to kill him a moment ago. But, you changed your mind and taught him a lesson. I admire you!]
However, the Old Man Dugu had already set an example in front of them. So, the other old men swarmed forward, and pulled Jun Zhan Tian's arms and legs. After all, they had to pull Jun Zhan Tian away first. Otherwise, how would this old man get off the stage?
Fatty Tang screamed. His voice sounded like the weeping of ghosts and the howling of gods, "You want to kill him! Kill him! Save him! Third Young Master … My good brother, you, you … Please don't die … "He ran towards Jun Mo Xie with tears and snot running down his face. His fat was like the rising tide of the sea, rising and falling like the tide, surging up and down.
While the quarrel was getting out of hand, the Emperor on the Dragon Throne could no longer watch it. He slapped the armrest of the Dragon Throne and shouted angrily, "Shut up, all of you! Everyone stop! What a scandal! "
Everyone stopped as soon as they heard the dragon's might. They looked at each other, and gasped for breath. Everyone seemed to have exhausted their physical strength. But, everyone knew that no one had the strength to do so …
"Your Majesty, please give us justice! Severely punish this deranged and shameless man! "Mei Gao Jie led the Wenxing Heavenly Literature Institute to kneel on the ground. They wept bitterly. How many years had it been? They had lost, and they had won. But, they had never been humiliated like this. This was simply a great humiliation!
Jun Moxie lay on the ground, and pretended to be unconscious. The corners of his mouth were crooked, and he didn't move.
"I'm very unhappy about today's matter! It's very disappointing! " His Majesty angrily flicked his sleeves, "The great families are pestering us endlessly. The so-called scholars of the Wenxing Heavenly Literature Institute are so narrow-minded. They seek revenge for the smallest grievance. How can they benefit the people in the future? Today's matter is over! Everyone go back and reflect on themselves! "
Everyone seemed to be in a daze as he said this. [The Emperor's words are very heavy.]
Suddenly, the sound of hurried footsteps was heard from outside. Then, a panic-stricken voice was heard, "Urgent battle report!"
All the big shots in the military were startled. Their expressions turned cold. [Battle report is what these bloodthirsty old men desire the most. But, it hasn't appeared for a long time …]
A guard hurriedly came in, and knelt on the ground. He then presented a letter.
"The Tian Fa Xuan Beasts are attacking the South? How can this happen? " His Majesty opened the letter, and couldn't help but frown. He was puzzled as he muttered to himself. His eyebrows were tightly knitted. "The Supreme Master of Life and Death, Shi Changxiao, and the Xue Hun Manor have both issued a Supreme Summon Order? Could it be that this matter is so serious? "
[Eh, the Golden Scholar's Banquet is somewhat boring. This chapter quickly ends. Let's move on to the theme of the third book. It's the first meticulously planned plot of this book — the Tian Fa Forest! Uh … guess, what kind of story will happen? Quack …]
[Recommended book: The Dark Sky Devil's sci-fi masterpiece, 'The Betrayer'.
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