When He Yaoting glanced towards the lobby, he saw Wu Zongrui.

Wu Zongrui also saw He Yaoting, and their eyes instantly collided.

"Brother, what's wrong? Did you meet an old friend..."

Zhang Pu beside him whispered a reminder and looked at Wu Zongrui.

He Yaoting was a juren, and joining the Fushe had a great influence on strengthening the prestige of the Fushe. Although the influence of the Fushe later was huge and could even influence the situation of the imperial examination and the officialdom, the Fushe had just been established recently.

Fushe doesn't have such a big influence yet, so it would be great if it could recruit more candidates.

"Oh, I did meet an old friend..."

Before He Yaoting finished speaking, Wu Zongrui stood up, clasped his fists at He Yaoting and spoke.

"Brother, long time no see, I didn't expect to meet here."

Wu Zongrui took the initiative to say hello, and He Yaoting instantly understood that he was not here to attend today's social gathering, otherwise he would not have failed to say hello to Zhang Pu next to him.

After hesitating for a moment, He Yaoting also cupped his fists and spoke.

"I really didn't expect to meet Brother Rui here. It's a pleasure to meet you..."

There seemed to be a spark sparking at the scene. Many people felt He Yaoting's unnaturalness, and Zhang Pu even noticed it.

When he looked at Wu Zongrui again, the smile in Zhang Pu's eyes had disappeared. He instinctively sensed that the young-looking scholar opposite him had a bad taste, at least he was not the one who admired Fushe.

As the leader and leader of Fushe, Zhang Pu is arrogant at heart, and he is very satisfied with Fushe's gradually expanding influence. If someone is disrespectful to Fushe, it is equivalent to violating Zhang Pu's bottom line.

"Brother, please introduce this junior..."

Hearing what Zhang Pu said, He Yaoting's expression changed a little. Of course he knew that Wu Zongrui made high school students and must have participated in the palace examination. Whether he was a second-class or third-class Jinshi, his identity had changed. As a student member, Zhang Pu, the title

Wu Zongrui was a junior, so it was obviously wrong. If Wu Zongrui made trouble, Zhang Pu could only apologize politely.

Unexpectedly, there was no movement from Wu Zongrui.

He Yaoting's face instantly calmed down, and he looked at Zhang Pu beside him, with an elusive smile on his face.

"Brother Rui is extremely talented and knowledgeable. I admire him very much."

He Yaoting's praise gave Wu Zongrui a hint of provocation. Those present were all scholars who claimed to be outstanding in talent and learning, including Zhang Pu and others. As a civil servant, He Yaoting praised Wu Zongrui's profound knowledge in public. Wouldn't that make him the leader of everyone present?

The object of jealousy, and He Yaoting was very smart and did not say any titles, which made it impossible for everyone to know his identity as Wu Zongrui.

Revealing one's identity at this moment has no meaning, but rather feels like humiliating one's own self. Although the scholars present will be suppressed by Wu Zongrui's status as a second-class Jinshi, after the night is over, bad rumors will definitely appear.

A scholar's mouth is more powerful than a knife.

Only by truly showing your ability can everyone shut up.

Sure enough, Zhang Pu's eyes twitched.

The twenty-seven-year-old Zhang Pu was also in a period of arrogance. During the Tianqi period, his reputation reached its peak through an article titled "Tombstones of Five People". Then he and Zhang Cai founded Yingshe, which attracted countless responders.

Zhang Pu's background made him more sensitive to praise. His status as a commoner made him suffer from contempt in his family since he was a child. Although he came from a family of scholar-bureaucrats, he did not receive a lot of love. On the contrary, he was looked down upon by many.

grown up.

He Yaoting was originally a civil servant and one of the main members of the Fushe. On such an occasion, he ignored the feelings of everyone and praised other scholars outside the Fushe. Doesn't this mean that the Fushe cannot attract talents from Jiangnan?

Zhang Pu still held back and was about to clasp his fists at Wu Zongrui and speak.

"What does it mean to be a good scholar and a rich scholar? This is the gathering place for Fushe students. In the face of our Fushe, some people dare to say that they are rich in knowledge and a good scholar. What do we think of our Fushe..."

A scholar with a red face stood up, pointed at Wu Zongrui and spoke unceremoniously.

Zhan Zhaoheng, who was next to Wu Zongrui, turned red instantly. You must know that Wu Zongrui next to him was a second-class Jinshi in the imperial examination, and he was only sixteen years old. He was the first person in the imperial examination of the Ming Dynasty. These people in front of him were nothing compared to Wu Zongrui.

Wu Zongrui turned his head and looked at Zhan Zhaoheng, then waved his hand gently to signal Zhan Zhaoheng not to speak.

Zhang Pu waved his hand falsely to the scholar who came out and spoke.

"Why don't you step down quickly? Our society is made up of talented people. How can we be rude to others?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a scholar came forward and looked at Zhan Zhaoheng.

"Isn't this brother Yueru? Why did we meet him here?"

This scholar probably wanted to let Zhang Pu know Zhan Zhaoheng's identity, so he introduced him again.

"Leader, this is Brother Yueru, and your father is Mr. Fu Yin of Yingtian Mansion."

Such an introduction was nothing more than adding fuel to the fire. Originally, everyone thought that Wu Zongrui was really talented and had to be more careful when speaking. However, they did not expect that Wu Zongrui relied on Zhan Zhaoheng beside him to have such confidence.

The scholar who spoke earlier did not back down despite Zhang Pu's apparent reprimand. He looked at Wu Zongrui and spoke again.

"I thought you were some kind of scholar, rich and talented, but it turns out that you have someone to rely on. This is Brother Yueru, he seems to be a student of the Imperial College. Why do you bother to associate with such people..."

"It's just that relying on power is nothing. I thought he was some great person..."

"Brother Yueru, come here. The alliance leader is optimistic about you. If you are knowledgeable, you will definitely be able to enter the society..."

"That's not necessarily true. People of the same species flock together and birds of a feather flock together..."

Zhan Zhaoheng's face turned pale with anger, he had seen everything just now.

Originally, he had a good impression of Fushe, and even admired him a little, but the people from Fushe he met today made him sick. Wu Zongrui obviously kept a low profile and did not want to be overly public, but these people were unforgiving.

Dare to say anything.

Zhan Zhaoheng's father is the Yin of Yingtian Mansion, but he never mentioned this matter in public. He just said that he did not want people to think that he was taking advantage of his father's generation. The words of these people specifically mentioned this matter. This is nothing.

A well-educated scholar.

If there are such people in Fushe, they can be regarded as elites among scholars.

More importantly, Fushe's ally Zhang Pu had a smile on his face at the moment, as if he was watching from the sidelines, as if he was appreciating everything around him.

Zhan Zhaoheng suddenly understood why Wu Zongrui had such a bad impression of Fushe.

The facts before him taught and warned Zhan Zhaoheng. From then on, he had no intention of joining Fushe.

Wu Zongrui looked at everything in front of him coldly and never spoke.

When his eyes glanced at He Yaoting, a ray of light burst out, making He Yaoting's body tremble slightly.

Of course He Yaoting understood that if today's matter got serious, he would not be able to escape.

The original intention was to stir up trouble and have Zhang Pu and others compete with Wu Zongrui in a literary contest, so that he could suppress Wu Zongrui openly and make Wu Zongrui a mute and eat Coptis chinensis, unable to tell the story of his sufferings. However, the people present did not live up to their expectations and had no scruples.

They began to verbally suppress and insult Wu Zongrui. Once they learned Wu Zongrui's true identity, once this matter spread, it would be a heavy blow to Fushe and Zhang Pu.

He Yaoting believed that someone would definitely spread the word. Besides, the young man around Wu Zongrui was actually the son of Mr. Yin of Yingtian Mansion. It would be too easy for people to spread the word.

There are already a lot of heads sticking out upstairs, and they are young girls. These girls are even more mouthy. Shengze Guijiayuan is very famous, and there are too many people coming every day. If what happened today is caused by

If they spread the word, the results would probably be even worse.

He Yaoting's face turned slightly pale. He couldn't bear the consequences. He looked at Zhang Pu beside him and raised his hand.

"Brother, what do you want to say?"

"Brother Tianru, we are here today to have a party and enjoy the opera, so we should not ruin our elegance..."

Before He Yaoting finished speaking, Zhang Pu shook his head and spoke.

"Brother Gongzhang, what are you talking about? Today's matter is related to the reputation of Fushe. They say that our Fushe has gathered talents from the south of the Yangtze River. Even talents like Brother Gongzhang have joined my Fushe.

Didn’t I say that Brother Rui Chang is extremely talented and knowledgeable? But he is not a member of our Fushe, so how dare our Fushe boast to Haikou?"

He Yaoting wiped the sweat off his forehead, gritted his teeth, and spoke again.

"You have a lot of talent and a lot of knowledge, and you always have to show it. I think it's better to have a competition and just compete in poetry and prose. What do you think?"

As soon as He Yaoting finished speaking, the surrounding area suddenly became quiet.

Live poetry and poetry competitions are rare. Creation requires atmosphere. Poems cannot be recited just by talking casually.

Zhang Pu was also stunned for a moment and looked at He Yaoting, as if he understood something.

"You, you are going too far. Don't you know that Brother Rui..."

"Yueru, there is no need to argue with them. Since the elder brother has made a clear path, then we can agree to it. I see it this way. Brother Tianru, you are the leader of Fushe. You are outstanding in learning. In the sixth year of Tianqi, you wrote "Five Years".

"Tombstone", let me admire you, how about a competition between us."

"That's natural. Brother Rui said it. How can I back down..."

Before Zhang Pu finished speaking, a discordant voice came again.

"Leader, it's just a trivial matter. Wherever I need your help, I'll fight..."

"Leader, I'll come..."

"What's the use of a butcher's knife to kill a chicken? Leader, I'll do it..."

Looking at the scene in front of him, Wu Zongrui suddenly felt disgusted. He thought that a few hundred years later, those stupid fans would praise some young fresh meat with a glamorous appearance but a fool on the inside. It turns out that such things are hereditary.
Chapter completed!