I Am Sanctified By Writing Books

"Exactly! We have agreed in this Poetry Competition that we can become the champion of poems if we are recognized by everyone, but now Mr. Bailong's poems have obviously been recognized by most people, so Mr. Bailong is the leader of the poems! "

"Why, Mr. Liu, have you forgotten what you said before?"

When everyone heard that the little book boy still wanted to defend Liu Ruyun, they all mocked him.

When Liu Ruyun was in the box on the second floor before, he belittled the Confucian scholars in Linjiang County, which made many people lose their favor with Liu Ruyun, and they were even more dissatisfied with him for winning the first prize of the poetry competition.

But now that Mr. Bailong was born out of nowhere, and with Liu Ruyun doing it himself, they let out the poet, so they naturally wouldn't let go of this good opportunity.

And regardless of personal emotions, the poems written by Mr. Bai Long are indeed better than Liu Ruyun's. Therefore, Bai Long will be the top poet of this poetry competition, even Liu Ruyun can't say anything.

"This...you have to think clearly! Our young master is the closed disciple of Jiang He, the third-rank great Confucian king of the dynasty, and his literary talent will never be inferior to a country bumpkin! Therefore, our young master must be the top poet of this poetry competition. !" The little bookboy's face changed, and he immediately moved out the great Confucian behind him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as these words came out, not only the people in the hall, but also Liu Ruyun, who was silent beside him, turned slightly pale.

Now that Confucianism is in power in the entire Dagan Dynasty, those great Confucians pay the most attention to their own reputation.

And the little book boy is now threatening the visitors of Yunyue Tower with the name of a great Confucian, which is clearly lighting a lantern in the toilet-court death!

Once someone spreads this matter, not to mention people in the world, even Liu Ruyun's own teacher will do it himself and drive him out of the sect!

"This trash!" Liu Ruyun looked at her book boy with a gloomy face, wishing she could go up and grab his neck right now to make him shut up.

When I was in Kyoto before, no matter how much I messed around, it was under Wang Jianghe's nose. Many things were done by Wang Jianghe to wipe his ass, so there has never been any bad reputation.

But now this is Linjiang County! No matter how powerful Wang Jianghe's energy is, he can't reach here. There is no one who can help him with his funeral!

This book boy, who has been with Liu Ruyun since he was a child, stayed in the capital for several years, and has also developed a habit of being domineering. This time, he probably thought that he could use Wang Jianghe's name to make everyone compromise.

But he forgot that this is not Kyoto at all!

"So what about the disciples of the third-rank Confucianism in the dynasty? It's not that the Confucianism came in person. Do you still want to cover the sky with one hand?"

"That's right, I don't know what Wang Daru thinks, how could he accept someone like you as a closed disciple!"

"This is simply ruining Confucianism and Taoism!"

"We are ashamed to be with you!"

In the hall, all the Confucian scholars condemned Liu Ruyun and his bookboy one after another.

Practicing Confucianism and Taoism is very taboo to overwhelm others with power! But Liu Ruyun's book boy stepped on this high-voltage wire!

Seeing that her book boy was outraged, Liu Ruyun had no face to stay any longer, and hurriedly dragged the book boy away from Yunyue Tower.

Hearing the curse sound coming from behind, Liu Ruyun's face sank like water.

When he was in the prefect's mansion last time, he still had a word with Li Zhuqing, the prefect's daughter, but now, he didn't even talk to Xue Feifei. Thinking of this, Liu Ruyun's heart was bleeding.

What's more, this time, he almost ruined the teacher's reputation. This is what worries Liu Ruyun.

"It seems that when we return to the capital this time, we will have to change to a different book boy..." Liu Ruyun looked at the book boy behind him who lowered his head in fear and did not dare to look at her, thinking silently.

"And that white dragon!" Liu Ruyun suddenly burst into anger. When he was in the prefect's mansion, he missed Li Zhuqing because of this white dragon, and came to Yunyue Tower because he missed Xue Feifei!

Could this white dragon be his nemesis?

...

At Yunyue Tower, seeing Liu Ruyun leaving in embarrassment, all the Confucian scholars stopped condemning and congratulated Chu He instead.

"Congratulations, Mr. Bailong, you have come first and won the first prize of this poem competition!"

"That's right, Mr. Bailong is really well-versed in poetry and books, and he can create such excellent poems and essays!"

"Sure enough, in front of Mr. Bai Long, that Liu Ruyun is nothing more than that!"

"..."

Li Zhuqing and Cai Ling who were beside him were already stunned.

"Is he Master Bailong? The young genius who inspired the vision of Wen Dao, Master Bailong?"

"Oh my god! I just had a drink with him at the same table!"

"Mr. Bailong is so handsome and unrestrained, full of knowledge!"

Li Zhuqing was in a daze right now, and she never thought that the handsome little big brother next to her, who looked very cold, turned out to be Mr. Bailong whom she had been looking for for a long time.

"Little... Young Master! If you don't look at Young Master Bailong, you will go away!" At this moment, the voice of the maid Cai Ling woke her up.

It turned out that after Chu He became the top poet of the poetry competition, everyone in the hall congratulated him one after another and asked him to meet Miss Feifei.

Chu He really couldn't hold back the crowd, so he could only raise his legs and walk towards the stairs.

"Wait a minute!" Suddenly, a loud shout sounded in the hall, Chu He and everyone heard the sound and saw that it was Li Zhuqing.

"Excuse me, brother Qingzhu, what is your business?" Chu He asked flatly.

"You...you can't...you can't go up!" Li Zhuqing was also a little nervous with so many people watching, and stammered.

"Oh? Why can't I go up?" Chu He suppressed the smile in his heart, looked at the little girl and said.

"Anyway... Anyway, you...you just can't go up!" Li Zhuqing said bravely against the eyes of everyone.

"Young master, I also understand your feelings. After all, fairies like Miss Feifei, we have also had thoughts, but after this incident, I can say that in this world, I only agree with Mr. Bailong!"

"That's right, I wait for Confucian scholars to know how much ink I have in my stomach, and the only one who can match Miss Feifei is Mr. Bailong!"

All of a sudden, everyone spoke up for Chu He. Everyone thought that Li Zhuqing was in love with Xue Feifei, so they wanted to prevent Chu He from going upstairs.

A few Confucian scholars even came to Li Zhuqing's side to comfort her.

Seeing that everyone around him was against him, Li Zhuqing couldn't laugh or cry, he couldn't say that he was a woman disguised as a man, and he admired Mr. Bailong in his heart!

"Hmph! What's so good about that woman! Isn't it that the murder weapon is a little bigger than me! Her legs are a little longer than mine!"

Seeing Chu He walking up the stairs surrounded by everyone, Li Zhuqing felt sore for some reason.