The Head of the Ming Dynasty Spared His Life

Even if Jin Ping Mei was not written by him, in history, Wang Shizhen and Yang Jisheng were life and death friends.After Yang Jisheng was imprisoned, he relied on Wang Shizhen to rescue him.Moreover, Wang Shizhen, as the literary master who ruled the Ming Dynasty literary world for 20 years, was the absolute main force in politics.There is no doubt about this.

Yan Song covered his face... 555, I provoked someone, why did they jump out one by one, they are all brilliant talents.

I, the chief examiner of Ding Weike, want to personally admit so many talented people who have dug my grave?

God, have you considered how I feel?

Li Zhi was delighted to see Lie's heart, so he teased Wang Shizhen again, and tried his skills for a while, showing off for a while.

Wang Shizhen glanced proudly at the Zhejiang student, and said indifferently: "It's still the same topic just now. My solution is: I am thinking about my husband, and I am also thinking about my husband."

(Yan Song: Shit, I don’t understand! I don’t understand it!)

Li Zhi laughed like he was drunk, "Okay! What a 317 Wang Shizhen! A great talent! If this breaks the question, if Yan Song doesn't take the number one prize, he will be blind!"

(Yan Song: Your sister, just now you said the same thing about Yang Jisheng! There is only one champion, not only what I do, I have lost my eyesight?)

Then Li Zhi saw Wang Shizhen and Yang Jisheng, two great talents, who were so hostile to Yan Song, and laughed from ear to ear, so he wanted to drag them to drink, and said that he would give all the secrets of the imperial examination to each other.

Yang Jisheng and Wang Shizhen also had a good impression of Li Zhi, so the three of them hooked their shoulders and walked together to get involved in the foundation.

Only the upstairs of Fengxian was left, so many Zhejiang students were left in a mess in the wind.

"What are you doing?"

"Didn't you say you want to bet on us?"

"Just leave like this?"

"Damn! What a bad luck!"

"Luo Wanhua, what a waste!"

The Zhejiang students cursed one after another.

Xu Er pretended to fail, did not complete the task assigned by Xu Jie, and got Luo Wanhua's Xiwen, but found Yang Jisheng and Wang Shizhen, two god-level masters, and felt that he could make a difference (bdff), so he went with Li Zhi .

He wants to help his father, Xu Jie, hook up two god-level newcomers, and win them into the princeling camp.

Luo Wanhua looked disappointed.

When Zhejiang students walked by him, no one looked at him again.Even his former friends turned away from him as if they were shy.

On the other hand, Xiao Fengxian seemed to look at Luo Wanhua meaningfully, as if she saw through Luo Wanhua's talent, but this time he didn't show it, whether it was intentional or unintentional.

But Luo Wanhua also felt annoyed that he didn't show his talent in front of the goddess.

The beginning of the problem he thought of was actually not inferior to Yang Jisheng, for some reason Yan Song didn't let him say it.

Yan Song took Luo Wanhua to a nearby restaurant, found a place to sit down, and ordered a table of delicious dishes with great pride.

Luo Wanhua is a pauper, he hasn't eaten good food for a long time, his mouth is watering when he sees so many good dishes, but he doesn't move his chopsticks.

Yan Song smiled slightly and said, "What's the matter? Still blaming me for not letting you pretend to be the limelight?"

Luo Wanhua said unconvinced: "I just don't want Yang Jisheng and Wang Shizhen to slander you old man."

Yan Song smiled and said: "Do you know that Xu Er invited you to this literary meeting with impure motives?"

Luo Wanhua smiled wryly and said: "I am a mere poor scholar with no possessions. What is there for him to kill the dignified Second Young Master Xu?"

"Because Xu Jie wants to harm you!" Yan Song said solemnly: "So, this pavilion always asks you to keep a low profile and be cautious in your words and deeds. I will give you eight words! It can keep you safe, and you can also be named on the gold list, showing your ambitions."

"Which eight characters?" Luo Wanhua asked with his eyes shining.

Yan Song smiled and said, "You're obscenely developed, stay calm!"

Luo Wanhua fell!

This is easy to understand, even Luo Wanhua understands it.

Yan Song said indifferently: "In short, you have to be careful in everything, and don't make any mistakes. This time, Ding Wei's imperial examination, this pavilion is always optimistic about you!"

After Yan Song finished speaking, he was unrestrained, waved his sleeves, got up and left.

Only Luo Wanhua was left with tears in his eyes.

"...Mr. Yan Ge, you ordered so many delicious dishes, and you haven't paid the bill yet. I don't have a penny..."

The bartender yelled: "How dare you order so many delicious dishes without money? Go wash the dishes for half a month in the back kitchen!"

Why did Yan Song value Luo Wanhua so much for Mao?

Because he discovered that Ding Weike is full of talents, which may not be a good thing.

Yang Jisheng, Wang Shizhen, and a large number of scholars from the "Zhang Juzheng Reform School" turned out to be unfavorable news for themselves.

In front of so many talented people, Luo Wanhua was the No. [-] pick in Yan Song's heart.

Damn it's hard to stop the rise of so many geniuses, at least, the champion is one of our own.

Yan Song rolled his eyes and said suddenly.

"By the way, since this subject is full of monsters, why don't you try tricks to torture dogs? Li Zhi, I'll let you guess the questions!"

Yan Song laughed and left.

Li Zhi and Xu Er chatted with Yang Jisheng and Wang Shizhen until the evening before returning to Xu Jie's mansion drunk.