Chapter 70 Give me time for a poem, tonight, I will become famous

Little dwarf!

These three words were like a heavy hammer.

Da Zhuang stood up, like a small mountain, and stepped over the table in front of him.

"Is that your child?"

Lu Lingyun's back teeth were broken.

"That's my sister, she's young, I stand up for her."

Da Zhuang's honest voice seemed to have a hazy echo, and it was like an egg in his mouth, buzzing and echoing for a long time.

"Do you know who I am?"

Da Zhuang was stunned, as if he was thinking about something in a hurry, but his reaction was a little slow.

"Confucius said, there is no distinction between people in teaching..."

As soon as these words came out, Chang Sun Chong suddenly changed color. He wanted to eat melon, but when he saw Da Zhuang's posture, he immediately shut up and lowered his head to eat.

You have a big fist, you have the final say, you can go and fight with Fanyang Lu's.

That's Fanyang Lu's, I, Chang Sun Chong, don't want to have any grudges with them.

Lu Lingyun was amused by Dazhuang: "I, Lu Lingyun, am five feet tall, but I have extraordinary talent. It is really unfair to God."

"But today, everyone who came to the poetry meeting is a scholar. Are those who laugh at others worthy of sitting here?"

"Everyone, what do you think?"

Liu Xuan noticed that as soon as Lu Lingyun opened his mouth, everyone around him fell silent.

Liu Xuan couldn't help but sneer. They always called themselves scholars, but now they are weak and cowardly.

All the scholars in the world know one thing, that is, the poetry and books of the Fanyang Lu family are the best in the world, and the Lu family is in the world's literary veins.

Many officials in the court, scholars from all over the country, and scholars in the world are students of the Fanyang Lu family, and they are more or less related.

Naturally, I dare not speak.

It is said that the Tang people are brave and capable of both literature and martial arts, but during the Zhenguan period, they were trapped by the wealthy and powerful families.

What the hell is this reason?

Da Zhuang was a little slow to react just now, but now he suddenly realized what Confucius meant by that sentence: "I just said that there is no distinction in teaching."

"It means that I want to teach you a lesson, no matter who you are."

Wow! There were discussions everywhere.

"Come on, drive out those who are insulting the culture!"

"And that little girl!"

Lu Lingyun dared to say this, of course he was confident.

"You can tell a person's future from his age when he was three years old. This child will definitely be a disaster when he grows up."

Liu Xuan narrowed his eyes. He was in the wrong. He didn't want to say much, but it would be too much to argue with a child.

"Da Zhuang, come back."

Da Zhuang scratched his head: "Master, I'll argue with him again."

Liu Xuan smiled: "Why are you suddenly so elegant?"

Da Zhuang grinned: "I heard that there are scholars here, I'm afraid they can't stand it."

Puff~

Li Lizhi, who had been holding back for a long time, finally couldn't help laughing out loud.

Lu Lingyun's face became even uglier.

At this moment, a short cough was heard.

"Ahem..."

Upon hearing this sound, Lu Lingyun also put away his previous anger, and his face quickly returned to calm.

As a leader of the younger generation of the Fanyang Lu family, it is a basic operation to be angry in the heart but not to show it on the face.

It's just that there is unspeakable resentment in his eyes.

"Who is making a noise."

The old man's voice was extremely loud.

"It's Mr. Li Gang!"

"Mr. Li Gang is here!"

"This year's Golden Autumn Poetry Festival is about to begin!"

Li Gang slowly came up the stairs, and the aura of a great scholar overwhelmed the whole audience.

It's not that he is intimidating without anger, but mainly at first glance, many scholars feel that they are extremely shallow. Mr. Li Gang, the imperial teacher, is here, and people like themselves who are unknown dare not breathe.

Behind Li Gang, there are two middle-aged Confucian scholars. Everyone didn't pay much attention.

When everyone looked at Li Gang, Da Zhuang looked back at Liu Xuan, and after getting a positive look, he walked straight towards Lu Lingyun.

Li Lizhi didn't care about anyone else tonight. Her attention was all on Liu Xuan. When she saw Liu Xuan winking, she immediately looked at Dazhuang.

So fast!

She covered her mouth with an exclamation.

Li Hui, who was counting money with her head down, suddenly looked up when she heard Li Lizhi's shout.

Li Shu's face was twitching, and her eyes revealed great excitement.

In the crowd, Dazhuang held a mung bean cake in one hand and Lu Lingyun in the other.

Lu Lingyun was originally short, and in order to maintain his image, he didn't dare to eat more, for fear that he would get fat, like a clay pot on the roadside.

In the past few years, he was famous, but he never dared to go out easily because of his height.

When Lu Lingyun was picked up by Dazhuang, his face suddenly turned red...

Everyone was in an uproar, and Dazhuang's voice sounded slowly: "You have to be responsible for what you said."

After that, Dazhuang began to swing Lu Lingyun like a stick.

Lu Lingyun, who was originally full of contempt in his heart, was instantly scared to death.

He was just a scholar. Although he had a distinguished family background, he had never seen a real tough guy.

His pants were soaked, and a smell came out directly.

Seeing this scene, Liu Xuan was a little surprised.

I just wanted Da Zhuang to scare this guy, why did he pee?

But that's right, Qin Wuyang is known as the world's number one swordsman, didn't he also pee when he saw Qin Shihuang?

Lu Lingyun is known as the world's number one poet, and it's reasonable that he was scared to pee by Da Zhuang, right?

Da Zhuang frowned and looked at Liu Xuan: "Master, he peed his pants."

As soon as Li Gang came up, he saw Da Zhuang swinging... Lu Lingyun, and his face was instantly unhappy.

"It's so noisy at the poetry gathering. How can it be so disgraceful."

When Da Zhuang saw that Lu Lingyun was frightened, he put him on the ground, then ran back to his seat and tried to bury his head under the table, but it was obviously a bit difficult.

"Lu Lingyun, go to the back and change your clothes..."

A trace of indifference flashed in Li Gang's eyes.

In the crowd, in the corners, a few people's eyes were shining.

When Luo Wangu saw Da Zhuang, he smiled instantly, especially when Da Zhuang carried Lu Lingyun like a chicken, he was even more excited to pull Yang Liufang: "Look, Da Zhuang has already vented your anger!"

"It was him who mocked you last time. I didn't expect that Lu Lingyun would have this day."

Yang Liufang clenched his fists, and in his sleeves was the poem he bought today.

This poem is his chance to prove himself, and it is also his only chance to win.

Seeing Lu Lingyun being humiliated, Yang Liufang felt happy, as if he only had a few poems left to avenge his previous shame.

Just give me time for one poem, tonight, I will become famous!

Also with shining eyes were three guys hiding behind the pillars, sitting on the worst table.

Cheng Chumo, Niu Jianhu, Yuchi Baolin.

The three were eating hard, and when they saw Dazhuang lifting Lu Lingyun up, Cheng Chumo shuddered.

"This guy is really strong."

"Chumo, look over there, brother Liu Xuan is here too!"

"Since Dazhuang is here, brother Liu Xuan must be here!"