Great Wei scholar

I thought that strict Confucianism was just a knife-mouthed bean curd heart, and there were several such great Confucians in the Great Wei Wen Palace, but what I didn't expect was that.

Yan Lei, you look down on people too much.

Looking at his own article, Yan Lei randomly threw it into the bamboo basket, the scholar was silent, his face that had just eased up was blood red again.

"In the future, don't do this kind of thing."

"Do what you have to do."

Yan Ru said so.

Indifferent.

This kind of words, sharper and more terrifying than a knife, was directly inserted into this person's heart.

As for the other Confucian scholars, looking at the scholars around them, they noticed something strange, so they couldn't help but speak.

"Yan Ru, in fact, this son still has some courage. Although the article is imperceptibly well written, at least the courage is commendable."

There are great Confucian scholars coming out to smooth things over, I hope Yan Lei will let it go, so as not to attract the resentment of other Confucian scholars.

But when he said this, Yan Lei couldn't help saying in a cold tone.

"courage?"

"Do Confucians need courage?"

"How is it different from Xu Qingxiao if you are brave but not resourceful?"

"Young people should do what young people should do. Each of you feels like a star."

"But do you know that in our eyes, you are bleak."

"What you have experienced is nothing in our eyes?"

"If you can't bear these two words, why talk about Confucianism?"

"You are also stupid, if you are good, don't learn, go and learn from Xu Qingxiao!"

"It's ridiculous!"

Perhaps because Xu Qingxiao was brought along, Yan Lei's words were more unpleasant than his words.

He is the traditional thinking, imposing the suffering he has suffered on these students.

But, at this moment.

Finally, a voice sounded.

"ridiculous?"

"Dare to ask Yan Ru!"

"Where am I waiting, it's ridiculous!"

The voice is not loud, but there is anger hidden in the voice!

All of a sudden, everyone was curious and looked around, and then many people showed surprise.

Because the person who spoke was not the scholar, but Song Ming.

At the moment, Yan Lei couldn't help looking at Song Ming, but subconsciously frowned.

"Who are you?"

Yan Lei didn't know the name of the other party, but he was inexplicably disgusted with Song Ming, and he was here to reprimand others, would it be his turn to be interrupted by a seventh-rank Mingyi Confucian scholar?

Moreover, it is the seventh rank?

"Student Song Ming!"

"People from Jiangnan."

Song Ming bowed to Yan Lei.

The next moment, Yan Lei remembered Song Ming, and then he couldn't help saying coldly.

"Jiangnan College has taught people of your quality?"

"Did you read the Wei Wensheng News yesterday?"

"Didn't you read what Zhang Ru said?"

Yan Lei asked.

It's just that Song Ming ignored Yan Lei, but stared at Yan Lei and said.

"Students have naturally read Zhang Ru's article."

"But the students don't want to talk about it, they just want to ask, why did Yan Ru just find it ridiculous?"

"Where is it ridiculous?"

Song Ming asked calmly.

Physically humble, but mentally, he has no humility whatsoever.

"Ridiculous is ridiculous!"

"Aren't it ridiculous that the Seventh Grade clearly intends to submit a report?"

Yan Lei said in a cold voice.

But when he said this, Song Ming's voice couldn't help but get louder.

"A mere seventh grade!"

"What a mere seventh grade!"

"Students venture to ask three things."

"A Confucian of the seventh grade, isn't he a Confucian?"

"Didn't Yan Ru experience the seventh rank?"

"Great Wei Wengong, when did you say that the Seventh Grade expressly intends not to report?"

Song Ming's voice was a little louder, and there was anger in his tone.

After saying this, many people came forward and pulled Song Ming, not wanting him to quarrel with Yan Lei.

After all, the other party is a great Confucian.

But Yan Lei looked at Song Ming with anger in his eyes.

"presumptuous!"

"You are really bold!"

"How dare you do that."

"Where did you learn it? And the bad nature you learned from Xu Qingxiao?"

"Arrogance and arrogance, do you still have the morals of a Confucian?"

Yan Lei roared, pointed at the other party, and said like this.

"To shut up!"

But in the next moment, Song Ming directly shook off his friend's dissuasion, and pointed at Yan Lei in public.

His face was flushed, and all the anger was pouring out at this moment.

"What are you, Yan Lei!"

"In the past, you were a great Confucian and had the status of Confucianism. I respect you as a strict Confucian!"

"Today, you don't have a Confucian status, but I am a dignified seventh-rank Confucian scholar. I respect your past and call you a strict Confucian!"

"But you, again and again, humiliate us scholars."

"We are scholars of the Great Wei Dynasty, and we respect the saints, not the abolished Confucianism like you."

"He is full of enthusiasm, young and talented. He is eighteen or nineteen years old. He was able to enter the Great Wei Wen Palace. He is naturally extremely intelligent. He can write articles, even if it is really not eye-catching."

"But at least take a look, and then come to a conclusion!"

"You don't even read it, just throw the article into the bamboo basket, you don't respect Confucianism!"

"You humiliate us scholars, but ask us to respect you. This is not the way of a saint. You are disrespecting the way of the saint!"

"Your behavior is the real arrogance, the real arrogance."

"No wonder you will be abolished. If I were Xu Qingxiao, I would also abolish your Confucianism!"

Song Ming's words were extremely intense, he couldn't hold back anymore, he couldn't stand it anymore.

Today, he broke out completely.

"You! Arrogance!"

"Song Ming! How dare you disrespect me so much."

Yan Lei roared.

And several other great Confucian scholars could not help but frown, looking at Song Ming.

"Song Ming! Yan Ru is not a great Confucian, but I, Zhang Ning, am I a great Confucian?"

When Zhang Ning opened his mouth, he was also a little angry. Although Yan Lei's words were indeed a little harsh, but he is an elder, how could you humiliate him like this?

"Could it be possible that you don't want to stay in the Great Wei Palace?"

As a great Confucianist in the palace of literature, he naturally would not help Song Ming, but immediately favored Yan Lei.

But let's say this.

Many Confucian scholars couldn't help frowning.

This matter, Song Ming did go a little too far, but what Song Ming said was true.

You, Yan Lei, kept saying that everyone should respect you and the elders, so that everyone understands and understands the difference between young and old.

But the problem is, I respect you, but you don't respect me, which is really disgusting.

"Shut up for me too."

"Jiu Jiu thief, old but not dead!"

"You have occupied the important position of the Wen Palace for dozens of years."

"Rely on your own emotions, treat me and other scholars."

"We respect the Great Wei Wen Palace, but what we respect are saints, not you people who are old and immortal."

"Today! I, Song Ming, won't stay in this damn place."

"Everyone, when we entered the Wen Palace, we were full of expectations. We all hope that we can shine!"

"I can help the common people in the world, and I can help the saints, but after coming to the Great Wei Palace, what have I been waiting for?"

"Running errands, cleaning tables, even writing an article, when asking these great Confucians for advice, they didn't get any response."

"What are you waiting for in this palace of literature?"

"Today, I, Song Ming, cursed Confucianism with disrespect."

Song Ming cursed loudly, the next moment, the righteousness in his body was released, and he was completely angry, completely angry.

"you!"

"Come on! Drive him out of the Great Wei Palace."

Zhang Ning pointed at the latter and cursed loudly.

He was also very angry.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, at this moment, someone stood up from the crowd.

together!

ten!

Twenty!

Thirty!

Fifty!