The happy life of a prodigal

However, he did not expect to see so many people as soon as he went out.

These guys look like scholars?

Yeah, interesting.

With so many scholars waiting here, do they just want to watch themselves pick up shit?

What a miracle!

I feel that there are really many miracles this year!

The dung digger thought about it, and shook his head subconsciously, without saying anything, his expression became a little strange.

Seeing this scene, the scholars fell into complete silence.

They were all dumbfounded.

Who is this guy in front of you?

Why cover your face?

Judging by his body shape, he doesn't seem to be Xin Anhou?

Could it be someone in charge of the house?

What is this bucket you are carrying?

Why does it smell so...indescribable?

A scholar wanted to speak, but before he could speak, he felt a pungent smell sweeping over him, making him want to vomit subconsciously.

So are others.

This smell quickly swept across the front of the entire Fangfu.

Everyone smelled this pungent smell.

As a person, how can you not be familiar with this taste?

It's clearly... clearly...

Only then did the scholars come to their senses, and all of them changed their faces.

Subconsciously looked at the wooden barrel in the man's hand, everyone was going crazy!

Fang Mansion......An dare to do this!How dare you do that!

To treat a group of scholars who have read poetry and books like this!

He Xin'an is a martial artist, how dare he do this!

A group of scholars stared wide-eyed.

There is still confusion in the eyes of most people.

Didn't figure out exactly what was going on.

But some people, especially those standing in front, are already extremely angry at this moment.

They understood that this must have been deliberately done by Marquis Xin An.

Otherwise, who would have left by the front door?

Many of them are children of rich families, and these most basic rules are naturally clear.

This is what Xin Anhou did on purpose, on purpose!

It's just too much!

A group of people looked at the excavator angrily, and they were about to step forward to reason.

However, at this time, the excavator took a step forward without knowing why.

He asked, "Brothers, what are you doing here?"

At the same time as the manure digger's voice came, the pungent smell also swept over.

The scholars wanted to talk, but when they smelled the pungent smell, they collapsed one by one.

"vomit--"

In the next second, someone couldn't bear it and vomited it out.

Seeing this scene, the scholars looked very dignified while their expressions were angry.

They got it.

Marquis Xin An was not only disgusting them on purpose, but also making things difficult for them.

I want to use this thing to force them away!

This...it's the marquis of Xin'an, what a vicious strategy!

Not only the scholars, but also the right servant of the Ministry of Rites understood at this moment.

However, he was not angry.

Instead, his eyes lit up.

He said silently in his heart: "It's still possible to do this?"

To be honest, he never thought of this strategy.

One is etiquette.

The second is...reputation.

If the Ministry of Rites uses this strategy to treat these scholars.

Needless to say, poetry and songs.

Even saliva stars can drown the Ministry of Rites.

But, on the other hand, he had to admit it.

This method is really a magic trick, very efficient.

Don't look at this method as if it is extremely despicable.

However, as long as it is useful, what's the point of being despicable?

What do readers hate the most?

Isn't it this dirty thing?

Let alone a scholar, even an ordinary person who has never read a book is also taboo!

Most importantly, this method is indeed in line with Xin Anhou's style.

After all, he is a master who is not afraid of scolding.

Except that the speaker can write a letter to scold him.

To him, the poems and songs of these scholars are not lethal at all.

the reason is simple.

Zhuxuanzhai has raised a group of people who can write good poems and songs.

Especially for those who failed in the imperial examination but are very strong in poetry and Fu, Zhuxuanzhai spent a lot of money to win them over.

The most important thing is that Zhuxuanzhai also has the newspaper.

these months.

Whenever someone writes poems and scolds Xin'anhou.

The next day, the headlines on the front page of Zhuxuanzhai will be the poems and songs written by the literati in Zhuxuanzhai.

One person is no match for dozens of people.

And they are still published in the newspaper.

Therefore, these scholars really have nothing to do with others, they can only admit it.

it's not...

Some scholars have already started to retreat.

Without saying a word, without using a single soldier, such a miraculous effect was achieved.

It's just wonderful!

The servant of the Ministry of Rites looked at the scene in front of him. Although he was very shameless towards this kind of behavior, he still couldn't help admiring in his heart.

Chapter 773 Everyone, give way

Of course, the dung collector was still a little dazed looking at what happened in front of him.

But he wasn't a fool either. After being stunned, he gradually figured out what was going on.

After he figured it out, he was relieved instead, picked up the bucket and strode forward, waving his hands as he walked: "Everyone, let me go, let me go!"

This movement was a bit big, the wooden barrel shook, and it felt as if it was about to fall in the next second.

Thousands of scholars looked at the wooden barrel as if they were avoiding monsters and ghosts, and they all gave way.

It's kind of interesting.

Everywhere you go, there is an empty space.

The dung digger also found it interesting, walking to the left and then to the right, having a great time.

The scholars are about to be completely collapsed.

This guy is not finished yet, can he leave quickly!

For such a short distance, even thousands of scholars gave way to him.

It still took nearly half a stick of incense.

The scholars dodged left and right, as if playing hide and seek with him.

No matter what, after half a stick of incense, the dung digger finally left here.

The scholars all breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately, he took a deep breath, wanting to breathe some fresh air.

However, they thought too much.

The smell was still in the air, how could it dissipate in such a short time.

In an instant, there were a few more who couldn't control themselves and vomited.

Where is there any literati demeanor, some are just a group of guys who hold their noses and don't know what to do.

Covering your nose with one hand and holding the Analects of Confucius in the other, it looks like the Analects of Confucius is stinky!

But they didn't have time to think so much.

Finally, someone couldn't hold on any longer, and said loudly: "Marquis Xin'an is Wu Xun, a common man, even if I stand here for a day, even if he comes out in the end, we can't go together!

Playing the piano to a cow, heh!

I finally understand that Marquis Xin'an is just a cover!Under this guise, let Xin Anhou deal with us!

I want to go home, no wait!I......"

The man scolded for a long time in frustration, then stood up angrily, took his Analects, patted it, packed it up, turned around and left like that.

The words are so high-sounding, but the other scholars understand.

I just can't stand the pungent smell.

After an incense stick of time passed, dozens of people said the same thing, and they were filled with righteous indignation, turned around and left.

The Minister of Rites looked at them and shook his head slightly.

Although he was on the side of the scholars, he had to admire Xin Anhou's skill at this time.

He didn't even show his face, didn't say a word, and forced dozens of scholars to turn around and leave.

You must know that these scholars are notoriously stubborn, and they can make them leave willingly, even if the methods are a bit despicable, it is amazing!

The servant of the Ministry of Rites thought so, and his expression was a little different when he looked at the gate of Fangfu.