Along the way, Xu Hui was distracted and stumbled while walking.

She met Lu Baijie when she was young, and the two had a secret love and thought it would be a good marriage.

However, Lu Baijie was valued by Yu Jiankang and wanted to accept Lu Baijie as his son-in-law and tie him into the Yu family's carriage through marriage, but Lu Baijie flatly refused.

In anger, Yu Jiankang ordered his family members to marry Xu Huipu into his family. Although the Yu family member fell ill and died soon after, it was impossible for Xu Huipu and Lu Baijie to have a happy relationship.

The Lu family will never let Lu Baijie marry a widow!

Because of this incident, Lu Baijie never married. At the same time, he rejected Yu Jiankang's support and the Lu family's decision, and became obsessed with swordsmanship.

The "precious jade" that the Lu family had high hopes for in the past ended up living a carefree and carefree life.

There were so many thoughts in Xu Huipu's mind. One was Lu Baijie's eyes that were filled with pain at her wedding, the other was Yu Jiankang's sinister eyes like an eagle... Who among the four major families in Yangzhou dared to disobey? Where is the order from the ancestors?

In a daze, Xu Huipu heard a burst of excited cheers, and suddenly came to her senses, only to realize that she had arrived at the venue of the debate between kings and tyrants.

The scholars were sitting upright along the meandering river, and the beautiful maidservants were like butterflies among the flowers, adding tea and wine to the scholars.

A man in a green shirt with a square face was standing in the middle of the field talking. He carefully considered every word when he mentioned the key points, and his voice was full of energy. The cheers just now were the recognition of the scholars.

As for Lu Yuan, whom her ancestors asked her to find... Xu Hui was attracted to the man sitting at the top with one glance.

I saw him with his back straight, staring at the field seriously, nodding slightly from time to time, every move he made seemed graceful, and he seemed to be very interested in what that person said.

The two maids standing behind Lu Yuan were staring at him without blinking. As long as his tea cup took a sip, it would be filled immediately.

Only Lu Yuan himself knows how much he is suffering now.

I originally wanted to avoid trouble, but I didn't expect that I was led to the seat as soon as I entered, and I couldn't refuse at all.

Sitting on his left was Yin Daolin, the abbot of Baoguo Temple, on his right was Yuan Jiangyan, the most famous scholar in Jiangzuo, and behind him, seated was Cheng Jia, a great scholar of the time who came to listen.

From the moment Lu Yuan sat down, there was never a lack of eyes on him.

In addition to the flirtatious looks of the maids, there were also the jealous and resentful looks of other scholars.

A man he had never seen before could actually sit in front of three world-famous scholars. Looking at the sword on his waist, he turned out to be a vulgar martial artist!

What's wrong with this world?

When will warriors be able to sit and talk with them? !

Why? With his looks... what else does this guy have besides a good skin? It’s nothing but straw!

Lu Yuan couldn't hear the resentment in the scholar's heart. He was not very interested in this so-called debate between kings and hegemons. He just wanted to end it as soon as possible and escape.

"... In my opinion, severe punishments should be used to govern the world. Human nature is inherently evil. Relying on the king's principles to talk about benevolence and righteousness will only cause chaos in the world. Only by focusing on laws can we build a peaceful and prosperous era." The man in the room was nearing the end of the debate, and he used punishment to explain his tyranny. Although it was suspected of being a trick, the scholars who wanted to refute him could not find any loopholes for a while.

Just when Lu Yuan thought the debate was about to end, the man turned around and bowed to Lu Yuan, "Today's debate is all thanks to Brother Lu. Brother Lu's words of wisdom that day awakened me, and I should take it as my responsibility." Half a division.”

Everyone was in an uproar and looked at the confused Lu Yuan in shock.

Before Lu Yuan could explain, another scholar stood up, bowed to Lu Yuan and said, "Brother Lu is very talented. I have been thinking about a difficult problem for a long time, and it's all thanks to Brother Lu that he solved it with one word.

Brother Lu is a great talent, no one of his generation can match him! "

A scholar in green shirt sitting at the end of Qushui suddenly stood up and said unconvinced: "If he is really talented, why doesn't he end the debate so that you can praise him here?!"

"Bold!" A scholar opposite him stood up and said loudly: "Brother Lu's knowledge, how can you, a humble family like you, question it?

The three great scholars haven't spoken yet, is it your turn to speak nonsense? !

Someone is coming! Drive him out, he is not worthy of being with us! "

As soon as he finished speaking, two strong servants dragged the man out. Seeing this, the remaining people did not dare to stand up again even if they had doubts. occur.

More and more scholars stood up and began to praise Lu Yuan, praising him as rare in heaven and on earth.

Even Yuan Jiangyan and Yin Daolin echoed a few words, but Cheng Jia frowned slightly and said nothing, his face slightly gloomy.

Listening to the praise from all the scholars, Lu Yuan's eyes gradually became serious.

When things have developed to this point, even a fool can tell that something is wrong.

There is no such thing as pie in the sky. Lu Yuan never thought that he could make so many arrogant Jiangnan Dao literati praise him out of thin air with just his face.

He looked at the nearby pavilion and looked at Xu Fengnian, who also looked serious.

Xu Fengnian shook his head slightly at him, saying that he didn't know what was going on.

Even if he wants to build momentum for Lu Yuan, he will not choose this method that is most likely to be criticized.

Lu Yuan nodded, looked at the field with a sneer, did not speak, and let them perform.

Suddenly, a shabby-dressed scholar next to Xu Fengnian stood up and said angrily: "Where is the integrity of you literati? The debate between kings and dominators does not allow others to speak. There has been no such truth from the beginning of the debate!"

"Aren't you the poor scholar who was kicked out? Who let you in?" A scholar next to Qushui said in surprise: "You are no longer qualified to sit here, get out!"

"My prince brought him in." Xu Fengnian lazily knocked on the table with her scabbard, "What, do you have any objections?"

That arrogant attitude predictably aroused public outrage.

Xu Fengnian narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard the abuse, and his hand was already on Chun Lei.

He hadn't vented all his resentment toward Jiangnan scholars, and he didn't expect anyone to dare to come to his door.

Suddenly, Chen Xiliang stretched out his hand and pressed the handle of the knife, shook his head slightly at him, and then said loudly: "The original intention of the establishment of this Wangba Debate was to pool wisdom, discuss national policies, and benefit the people of Li, but now it is regarded by you as a promotion to satisfy your selfish desires. , Aren’t you ashamed!”

When the private matters in their hearts were uncovered and exposed to the sun, no one in the room could remain calm and rebutted one after another. Even Yuan Jiangyan and Yin Daolin changed their expressions slightly.

"You say that a child from a poor family is not worthy of being with you. Regardless of talent or learning, you only care about family background. Is this the principle of learning?

You are so familiar with the classics, have you even forgotten the four words "education without distinction"? You still claim to be descendants of saints!

You call yourself a scholar! How will you see the sages after a hundred years?

The sages have disgraced you all! "

Perhaps because the scene of the poor student being dragged away in public was too embarrassing, Chen Xiliang's words became more serious.

Xu Fengnian had been nodding frequently before, but suddenly his smile froze.

Why is Chen Xiliang so angry with his brother-in-law?

"And you!" Chen Xiliang pointed at Lu Yuan and said: "If you have real talent and learning, why don't you just go on stage and argue, and instead let these people advocate for you!

A good flow of water will make you messy.

When did the debate between kings and hegemons turn into a competition about who can flatter the loudest! "

Chen Xiliang was aggressive and regarded Lu Yuan as a child of a wealthy family. He came here to build momentum for becoming an official in the future, so he was extremely rude in his words.

Lu Yuan remained silent, while several scholars in the field secretly exchanged glances and suddenly launched a counterattack against Chen Xiliang.

The uninformed scholars in the field looked at Lu Yuan with more and more strange eyes, and they were also guessing in their hearts which disciple Lu Yuan was, who could actually pull off such a big battle!

In an instant, Lu Yuan's eyes were flooded with envy, suspicion, jealousy, and resentment.

If you are a person with poor psychological quality, you will be eager to stand up and prove your innocence at this time.

Lu Yuan did not move, however, until the sound in the audience gradually died down, he laughed loudly and said to Chen Xiliang: "Today's events cannot be explained in a sentence or a half. Please allow me to compose a poem."

"Poetry?" Chen Xiliang was startled. At this time, did he think he could escape by writing a poem?

Just based on what he did today, he will definitely become the laughing stock of the world’s literati in the future!

On the other side, Lu Yuan had already spoken.

"The prosperity of the past has been buried, and everything is desolate and has no reason..."

Speaking of this, Lu Yuan suddenly paused, looked around, and smiled without saying a word.

Seeing this, the scholars began to whisper among themselves, and the three great scholars beside Lu Yuan also frowned.

These two lines of poetry do not fit the scene and the mood. Apart from the sound and rhyme, they are useless.

A child from an aristocratic family would be able to write a lot of this kind of poetry when he was just learning... This person seems to be at the end of his rope.

It is indeed an embroidered pillow!

Lu Yuan looked at the scholars' well-hidden sarcastic smiles and listened to their whispers. He suddenly grabbed Xiudong and slammed it on the ground, drowning out all the noise.

Lu Yuan smiled slightly and continued word by word: "The inner treasury will be burned to ashes, and the prince's bones will be trampled on in the streets!"

Quiet.

Deathly silence.

Everyone seemed to have turned into stone statues, frozen in place, staring at Lu Yuan with their mouths wide open, their eyes filled with shock and fear.

Could it be that this man was so angry that he was driven crazy!

How dare he write anti-poetry in public!

"You are showing off your ugliness. I hope that when you become officials in the future, you will not forget this poem and take it as a warning!" Lu Yuan stood up, hung the embroidered winter back to his waist, and said in a deep voice: "Lu is just a commoner, so he will not accompany you." The aristocratic family is showing off its wood.

Farewell! "

Xu Huipu stood far away, covering her mouth and not daring to make a sound.

Lu Yuan's poem ruined all Yu Jiankang's plans.

After today, no one in Liyang will be willing to have anything to do with Lu Yuan.

Neither Xu Xiao, the king of Northern Liang, nor Yu Jiankang, who was expected to be named "Wenzhong" after his death, dared to admit the crime of treason!

Does this son have to imitate Cao Changqing, a single man who is an enemy of the whole of Liyang?

Lu Yuan didn't think that far ahead. He just noticed that the situation was not good and decided to use his own way to break the situation.

Turn over the table!

No matter what kind of conspiracy he has, I will destroy it with my own strength!

Comparing poems and songs, planning and calculation... I am not as good as you.

But I am not afraid of anyone more than flipping the table!

Want to flatter me?

Let’s hold down my desk first!

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