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Chapter 115 The Traditional Virtue of the Chinese Nation: Gentleness, Modesty and Humility
Chapter 115

A group of officials also squeezed in, like visiting mountain gorillas from the Virunga Mountains in Africa. While greeting Wang Yang, they asked Wang Yang how old he was and who his teachers were. Wang Yang was really tired of dealing with these things. A middle-aged and elderly man who is sloppy.

Fortunately, Gao Shilang and Liu Yiyi soon finished colluding, cleared his throat, and announced the rewards for the various rankings in the Mid-Autumn Festival.Wang Yang was given Qianguan, ten bolts of silk, ten ingots of Hui ink, one hundred catties of Xuan paper, one She inkstone, and ten Xuan brushes.

The standard equipment of the Four Treasures of the Study, and the rest were also rewarded. However, the other No.2 Li Zhiyi did his best because he failed to win the leader. thanks.

Li Qingzhao, the number one talented woman in the Song Dynasty, was naturally encouraged by Gao Shilang.Then the members of the referee team of the Mid-Autumn Festival Wenhui left first under the guard of the imperial guards.

The officials had just dispersed, Wang Yang swept his eyes away, and rushed to Zhao Mingcheng and Wang Miangu directly in front of Zhao Mingcheng and Wang Miangu. Lean back. "Boy, if you lose, you want to sneak away and refuse to admit it?"

"Wang, why don't you let go quickly. In the public, do you want to commit murder?" Seeing that their companions were captured, Zhao Mingcheng and his companions couldn't help being anxious and shouted repeatedly, and some even went to ask for help. The General of the Imperial Army of the Song Dynasty that Zhao Mingcheng confronted face to face.

"My prince, why did you stop these two from Liyuan?" The general of the imperial army of the Great Song Dynasty squinted at Zhao Mingcheng and Wang Miangu, who were held by Wang Yang and couldn't break free, although he despised Zhao Mingcheng very much. He is a human being, but now, he also has to shoulder his responsibilities.

"General, Wang didn't stop me. I just wanted to ask these two guys when they are going to fulfill their previous bet." Wang Yang directly pulled Wang Miangu and Zhao Mingcheng to the ground with his hands. On the ground, he saluted the general of the imperial army, very personable and authentic.

"The bet between you?" The general of the Imperial Army of the Song Dynasty seemed to be quite gossipy, looking at the two hapless ghosts who were thrown into a daze, and asked curiously.

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And the literary youths around who were watching the excitement also hugged over with gossip, listening to the Wang with a smug smile, talking about the agreement between them, at the Mid-Autumn Festival The loser must wear only a loincloth to the Bian River in a parade with gongs and drums one mile away from the roadside.

Everyone was stupefied at first, and then couldn't help laughing out loud. Some buddies who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal had already issued a proposal, thinking that it would be better to hit the sun than to choose a date, so they asked Zhao Mingcheng and others to strip their clothes here and beat the gong It's not bad for the drummer to go around the Qionglin Garden.

Zhao Mingcheng and Wang Miangu finally got up, and the seven or eight literary youths who were betting with Wang Yang all had black lines on their faces. Wang Miangu rolled his eyes and immediately yelled and refuted that there was no such thing.

These buddies seem to have already made up their minds. They would rather be beaten up by Wang Yang than to be so humiliated in Qionglin Garden in Bianliang, Tokyo. It will only become the laughing stock and shame of the Song Dynasty cultural circle.If that's the case, how can there be a bright future in his official career in the future.

"Zhao Mingcheng, Wang Miangu, and you guys, don't you guys even take the slightest bit of responsibility?" At this time, Chen Jie, who had been watching the fun from the sidelines, finally couldn't help but stand up .

After all, she is the middleman in this bet.Seeing Chen Jie, the female middleman, stand up, everyone in Zhao Mingcheng couldn't help feeling guilty.One or two dare not face Chen Jie directly, but if they are allowed to admit that they and others have really made such a bet in front of so many people in the Bianliang cultural circle here, then they will really lose all their shame.

"A good man doesn't suffer from immediate losses, so leave quickly, and it won't be too late to perform in the future. If this delay continues, it will be our brothers who will suffer." Wang Miangu's eyeballs turned around, and he whispered in Zhao Mingcheng's ear .

"It's late at night today, and Zhao is leaving. The surname is Wang. Zhao promised to lose two thousand guan to you. When the time comes, I will give it to you." Li, to show submissiveness.However, he only admitted that he had lost the money, and then rushed down the hillside with lightning speed.

One or two of the large number of literary youths ran away in panic like the hen that let the weasel into the chicken coop.

"Hey! You guys, how can you be so shameless." Chen Jie looked at these losers running away with a look of astonishment, never expecting them to be so shameless.

Wang Yang stood with his hands behind his back, with no intention of chasing after him. On the contrary, this made Wan Bin, who had always wanted to watch the excitement, feel a little anxious. "Brother, why don't you stop these despicable and shameless guys."

"That's right, master, you see they all ran away..." Li Shishi couldn't help shaking Wang Yang's lapel anxiously.

"It's okay, I've already made a move just now, and if I make another move, it will be inferior. A gentleman like Wang can't be brave and ruthless in public." Wang Yang smiled very politely, waved his sleeves, Very personable and authentic.

These words immediately made many literary seniors and young people present all admire the leader of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and felt that this Wang Wushan was really extraordinary.

Those faces full of admiration and admiration made Wang Daguan more and more complacent.Anyway, those guys are already ashamed and almost thrown to grandma's house, not to mention that I have made the bet between those guys and myself public on such an occasion.

So what if those guys are unwilling to perform after being beaten to death?I don't care about it, just use the perfect body language and facial expressions to interpret the excellent traditional virtues of the Chinese nation: gentleness, kindness, humility, respectfulness, and concession.

It just happens to win the reputation of a lenient gentleman, but as for the ants like Zhao Mingcheng and Wang Miangu, they will only get the infamy of an unrighteous and despicable villain, which is really too happy.

Li Qingzhao stared blankly at those young literary youths leaving in a hurry, his heart was filled with chills, he never thought that these guys encouraged him to fight, and he always felt that he was with them, a group of people who were interested in literature and art pursuit aspiring young people.

But when he was fighting side by side with them, they stabbed him from behind, that's all, and now, they shamefully admit that they don't even have the courage to admit the content of their bet.

They scrambled away in a hurry, completely lost the courage and courage, capricious, and timid as a mouse when they only won the fourth or fifth place just now. It really made Li Qingzhao extremely disheartened.

Li Qingzhao took a deep breath, walked up to Wang Yang, bowed gracefully, and uttered Yingying. "My lord, please stop, Qingzhao lost, it was Qingzhao who overestimated herself..."

Wang Yang didn't expect that Li Qingzhao, a cute and soft girl, would jump out at this time. Seeing those eyes that seemed to be admiration and admiration, he was instantly full of hostility, especially those young literary youths who chose one or two to choose someone. The gnawing expression made Wang Yang feel so overwhelmed.

It seems that Li Qingzhao, a cute and soft girl, has a lot of fans, um... Or maybe this is a literary dead house who likes soft, cute and soft girls and regards Li Qingzhao as their literary goddess.

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　Thanks to the book friends Wuzi Bookworm, Huakai Hruoxiangyi, xiadong126, hgvhgfctrf for their rewards and support, and the support of the majority of book friends is the motivation of the author's code word, I love you, so what!
　　
　
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