"Fearless?"

Sheng Changquan frowned, somewhat confused as to what Mr. Zhuang meant.

"Pedant, what exactly do you mean by 'fearless'?"

Sheng Changquan shook his head and said frankly: "Students don't understand!"

"Haha, you don't understand?"

Mr. Zhuang leisurely poured a glass of wine on the table again, half-smiling but not smiling: "O Chang Quan, let me ask you a question!"

"What do you think of the current imperial court?"

"What is the official family like today?"

Mr. Zhuang did not say anything clearly, but instead asked two other specious questions.

As soon as these two questions came up, Sheng Changquan immediately became confused!

His lips moved slightly, and then he spoke softly.

Although his voice was small, his momentum was firm, as if he was speaking the truth.

"Of course they are all great!"

Sheng Changquan naturally sang a hymn calmly in his mouth: "There are many talents in the court, and all of you are talented and have the style of the ancient sages. When you look down, you have the breeze on your sleeves. You are really a rare and romantic person!"

"

"Their character and posture are all admirable!"

Sheng Changquan's eyes showed a "sincere" look: "Not to mention that in today's world, people are all well-fed and have no worries about food and clothing, and they all enjoy the joy of mulberry fields!"

"This world is a time of peace and prosperity, and today's officials can be said to be promising and wise kings!"

"and……"

"hehe!"

"OK OK!"

Mr. Zhuang smiled faintly and glanced at Sheng Changquan, interrupting Sheng Changquan's next series of good words.

The old gentleman first stopped Sheng Changquan's "flattery technique", and then he considered it for himself. After a long while, he said leisurely: "Changquan, don't even think about being able to show off in front of me!"

"I have taught you knowledge for four years, how can I not understand what is in your heart?"

Sheng Changquan came to attend Mr. Zhuang's class when he was three years old. Even his enlightenment was accomplished jointly between Sheng Changbai and Mr. Zhuang. Speaking of which, Sheng Changquan's current knowledge is basically from Zhuang.

The old gentleman taught me this.

Of course, except for those things from the previous life.

At this moment, Mr. Zhuang looked solemn, suddenly turned his head, looked at Sheng Changquan and said solemnly: "Changquan, if you really think that this is a peaceful and prosperous age, then you will not practice the art of bow and horse.

!”

Mr. Zhuang stretched out his hand, looked at the bulging muscles on Sheng Changquan's body, and meant something.

"Education, students practice martial arts not because..."

Sheng Changquan opened his mouth to explain himself, but unexpectedly!

"Oh, no need!"

Mr. Zhuang stretched out his hand and shook it slightly, insisting that he had seen through Sheng Changquan's thoughts: "I know your situation and understand why you want to hide your clumsiness!"

Mr. Zhuang thought that the reason for Sheng Changquan's denial was that his status as a concubine made it inconvenient for him to live in the Sheng family, so he explained: "Don't worry, I will take you to travel around the world after I have brought you the title of scholar. At that time, you can

Liberate your own nature and speak freely!"

"However, Chang Quan, I have to say that you are indeed very discerning!"

"You can actually see through the shortcomings of this court at a glance and know the current situation of internal and external troubles!"

After "enlightening" his students, Mr. Zhuang's expression began to become melancholy, as if he had all kinds of sorrow in his heart!

"Actually, even I have been watching the scene for decades, and I have just understood some of it!"

Mr. Zhuang nodded with his fingers, as if he was pointing the way to the country, changing the clouds and rain: "The trouble in the world today is not only that the princes in the palace are fighting for the heir, but also the worry of Beiliang!"

"Not only the north, but also the southern border is somewhat unstable!"

Mr. Zhuang pointed out the situation and wrote passionately: "It is a pity that all the confiscations and confiscations in the court are all for the sake of the venerable. He is unwilling to expose this mirror and only cares about maintaining the illusion of this burning fire!"

"Have they never thought that if this flaw is exposed one day, wouldn't the world be plunged into war again?"

"If you don't sacrifice yourself for the sake of righteousness, how can you be called a sage?"

"This group of villains actually hold high positions. It's really..." "..."

Seeing Mr. Zhuang start to use his martial arts practice as a basis and continue to expand, especially those words he said later, Sheng Changquan immediately retreated knowingly, he quietly took a step back, and swallowed forcefully in his mouth

those words.

Unfortunately, Sheng Changquan's reason for practicing martial arts was not because he wanted to join the army and defend his country.

In fact, his original purpose was very simple, just to practice martial arts to protect himself.

On the one hand, he doesn't want to turn himself into a weak sissy with no power to restrain himself, so that he won't be able to resist the dirty tricks in the back house of the Sheng family. On the other hand, he just wants to be able to have

He has a strong body and is not "mutilated" by the crude medical skills of this era!

Although the medical science of this world is somewhat miraculous, overall it is still not as good as that of later generations. After all, the technological level has not yet reached that level.

In addition, Sheng Changquan's other purpose in practicing martial arts is because he also has a little unknown dream.

After all, who in the past life didn’t have a dream of wearing a white shirt and carrying a sword, riding a horse and seeing the rivers and lakes?

In short, no matter what Sheng Changquan's starting point was, it was absolutely impossible to do what Mr. Zhuang thought - to serve the country and the people and aspire to join the army.

…

Mr. Zhuang was immersed in his own thoughts and talked for a long time, until his mouth felt a little dry while talking, and then he reluctantly touched his mouth and stopped.

"Change the power!"

Mr. Zhuang turned around, picked up the glass of wine on the table and drank it in one gulp.

Of course, for the old gentleman, this glass of wine was just a slight moisturizer for his throat. He licked his dry lips and looked at Sheng Changquan, who had a strange expression next to him.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Actually, in addition to this reason, I have another supporting evidence!"

Mr. Zhuang smiled and said another reason of his!

"Um?"

Sheng Chang Quan Xing's heart moved!

"hehe!"

"Chang Quan, maybe you haven't noticed it yourself. Although your past articles were all written respectfully and without a trace of inappropriate words, they have a different flavor inside."

Mr. Zhuang was a little proud, feeling that he had understood Sheng Changquan.

"Yeah?"

When Sheng Changquan heard what Mr. Zhuang said, he immediately frowned.

"Is there really something wrong with me?"

Sheng Changquan asked himself, he indeed had a kind of aloof contempt for the imperial court of this era.

However, it is not Li Bai's kind of "An Neng can make me bend my eyebrows and bend my waist to serve the powerful" after being unappreciated, but he has a feeling of looking down from the bottom of his heart.

Moreover, it is not just one or two people or things that he despises. In the words of Senior Brother Duan Shuiliu, that means he is not targeting any one or two people.

——What he wants to say is everyone who is alive and not alive!

"pedant!"

Sheng Changquan pondered it in his mind for a long time, but still didn't understand.

"Xuetuo, the student really doesn't remember what is wrong with this. Please explain it clearly!"

Sheng Changquan could never remember the inaccuracies in his article, so he simply asked about it.

After all, if there is really something wrong with his article, then this is not a trivial matter!

Sheng Changquan was prepared to remember this lesson, correct it, and keep it in mind so that when he entered officialdom in the future, he would not be caught by others and accused of despising the imperial power.

"No! No! No!"

"There is actually nothing wrong with the article you wrote!"

Seeing Sheng Changquan asking this question, Mr. Zhuang immediately started shaking his head.

"no problem?"

"Then I dare to ask why academicians say that students' articles have 'different tastes'?"

Sheng Changquan felt a little weird in his heart!

"Could it be that Mr. Zhuang is making a joke on me?"
To be continued...