Chapter 46: Zhuang Renjie

"After the Qi Yun faction, there are Qingxiao faction, Danxia gate, Huolingmen, Xuanbing gate, three factions and two factions. They are the three most powerful factions in Pingguo. Below the five major factions, there are many small factions. The forces are not enough to stand up to the five factions, and their influence is almost negligible. "
"Each martial art is associated with several princes. For example, the Qi Yun faction has relations with many parties in Ping State."
Li Xing heard that God was not quite peaceful in Pingguo. Many of these princes opposed each other, which led to frequent battles. He said: "The factions must be closely related to the princes because of conflicts of interests."
Qian Bixie nodded: "Yes, there are three major reasons that can make the five martial arts hearts full of heart and support the vassals of all parties. First, by controlling the vassals, you can find and collect blood crystals, yuan crystals, and black crystals. These three things are martial Essential resources for prosperity. "
"Second, controlling the princes means that you can choose people with training qualifications from among the people and recruit them into the introductory school, so as to strengthen the martial arts."
For these two points, Li Xing understood and asked, "What is the third point?"
Qian Biexie sighed: "This third point is, of course, ambition! The five major factions all want to completely control Pingguo. Brother Li thought, if any faction can control a country. By then, all qualified people, all Spar is owned by a sect. In this way, this sect will inevitably become stronger. "
Li Xing nodded: "So, the peace in Qingyun City may not last long."
Save money and sneer: "Taiping? Qingyun City will produce food and contribute to Fang Hou for its battle, but people who are rich in life will not feel it!"
When the two of them talked, the owner Zhu Ban brought two followers to the hall. Zhu Ban was wearing a large purple brocade robe, with a kind face, and exclaimed: "The county master is here, everyone welcomes you!"
After the hall, there were two rows of maidservants. One woman, seventeen or eighteen years old, came out. The girl was elegantly dressed, with a beautiful appearance and a slight smile on her face.
"See the lord of the county!" The guests in the temple stood up and saluted.
Saving money to ward off evil also pulled Li Xing up and whispered: "This is Murong Jiao Jiao. She always has high eyes, but highly respects Brother Li's words."
Li Xingxin 忖: I have memorized the poems of so many celebrities, it's strange without such effects!
Wu Murongjiao nodded slightly and said, "Please sit down." Gaze at Li Xing intentionally or unintentionally.
Everyone sat down, and Murong Jiaojia held up the wine glass and respected everyone: "The young talents who came to the gifted banquet today are young talents. It is a great honor for the little girl to respect each other with a glass of water and wine."
After sipping the next glass of wine, a young man stood in the middle of the crowd. He first bowed to Murong Jiaojiao and laughed: "The talented Qingyun City is extraordinary. He wrote a verse the day before yesterday and wants to show ugliness in front of the county master.
As soon as Zhuo Zhuo stood up, a lot of people sneered.
"Oh! Just his two brushes, dare to come and write a word in front of the county master?"
"I heard that he bought a good word in a foreign city the other day, presumably to show it today."
Murong Jiaojiao nodded slightly: "Because Zhuo Zi has good words, naturally he can't hide them. I'll listen to them."
Wu Zhuo cleared his throat and read a word.
Li Xing is not a man who understands words very well, but after hearing it, he can't help laughing. Seeing him laugh, Qian Biexie said, "Hey!"
Wu Zhuo read the words extraordinary and stood there proudly, waiting for Murong Jiaojiao to praise him.
Unexpectedly, Murong Jiaojiao just smiled slightly: "Zhuo Gongzi's words sounded very pleasing to the ear."
Very pleasant? What is this nonsense? Many people laughed secretly, knowing that Murong Jiao's demeanor was derogatory.
Bian Zhuo sat down with a blushing face, and a well-known young man who had always stood cold-faced stood up. He sneered: "There is no real poet in Pingguo! Some people's words are really dirty!"
青年 The young man was wearing an old, white-washed shirt, but he was arrogant and born like everyone was his killing father. Everyone owes his family 100,000 yuan.
When he saw this person, Qian Bixie sneered and said to Li Xing, "This person is named Zhuang Renjie, and he often tells people that he sees power and wealth as dung, and he is all day high."
Li Xing is so funny, no one in this world is like this. This kind of person is useless in the country and at home. Every day, when they feel that they are not born, they always hang a clear face to show.
As soon as the words of Xinzhuang Renjie were out, some people in the crowd immediately disagreed, refuting: "Zhuangrenjie, you said that there is no true word person in Pingguo, is that Zhuangrenjie?"
Xia Zhuangrenjie "haha" smiled: "Zhuangmou also wrote a word a few days ago, please ask everyone to comment!"
Murong Jiaojiao smiled and said, "Please."
Xinzhuang Renjie stood upright, reclining aloud: When will the moon be, ask the wine to the sky ...
I heard the first two sentences, and Li Xing stayed awake. Isn't this the phrase he used to ward off money from Qian? Qian Qianxie heard that, and his complexion was blue, and he did not wait for him to finish the chant, and he started shooting, yelling, "Shameless!"
Even Murong Jiaojiao's face sank slightly and frowned.
Xinzhuang Renjie was interrupted and angrily said, "Qian is evil, you are so rude!"
Qian Biexie smiled: "I'm rude? You faceless person is also afraid of others being rude? The words you memorize are obviously made by another person. Tian shameless! Scum among literati! "
听 Li Xing also felt ashamed when he heard it. He did not take Li Bai and Su Shi's poems as brilliant as Zhuang Renjie. But he thought in his heart: I just don't want to ask for life in poetry, so don't think about it.
Xinzhuang's face turned pale.
It turned out to be quite a twist. At the beginning, Li Xing recited a word at Qian's house, and Qian copied it. Nowadays, the Qian family has a servant who also knows a few lines of poetry. He read Li Xing's words and was very cherished, so he recited them.
仆 The servant happened to know a poor literate man, and for a moment he showed his knowledge and wrote that he wrote the first words. The poor literati was shocked when he heard it, and he used twenty dollars to invite the servant to drink.
After a while, the poor literati met Zhuang Renjie and sold the phrase for three thousand dollars. It is common for literati to trade poems with each other.
I just don't think Zhuang Renjie, this thing will be revealed! He thought that the word was made by the poor literati, and no second person would ever know, where do you think of the twists and turns?
Wu Murongjiao sighed and said lightly, "As far as I know, this first word was indeed made by another person."
Xinzhuang person Jie Yangtian laughed with a sorrow, and came out of the main hall. Since then, he has never seen anyone again, and has become a laughingstock in the literary world.
Things are a little awkward, and Murong Jiaojiao laughed: "Zhuang Renjie's first word has not been finished, and the owner of the word should continue the following words." Then, her eyes fell on Li Xing.