The first rebel of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 8 I'm about to flip the table

The gate of the Imperial College opened.

The noble children inside began to flock out, like birds out of cages.

The outside world is wonderful, and they don't want to be locked in that corner.

These people were quickly attracted by the excitement ahead.

Everyone likes to be lively, and there are already more than a dozen disciples heading towards Li Min.

At this time, Li Min still closed his eyes, looking like an expert outside the world.

The more he is like this, the more he can arouse people's curiosity.

Is this young man so interesting?
At this time, he heard two voices.

"Cheng Chubi, look, someone seems to be selling poetry ahead!"

"Wait for me! Fang Yi's love!"

Isn't that Cheng Chubi and Fang Yi's love?
Cheng Yaojin and Fang Xuanling's sons were about the same age as him at this time.

He immediately searched for information about the two men.

All information at a glance.

The corners of his mouth rose and he sneered.

It turned out that these two were dudes.

If you don't think about making progress, you will actually do some ridiculous things.

The ink of the two is limited, and their reading scores are even worse.

It's really good to make money for such a person!
Seeing the two coming, everyone gave way.

The two were terrifying.

After all, what they are backing is the existence of the two great powers.

As for Li Min, he was very arrogant when he saw the two of them coming with some servants.

He still closed his eyes.

Some people, the more you give him face, the more he goes up against the wall.

At this time, Fang Yi'ai made his family members squeeze out of the crowd. He went to Li Min first and saw the signboard.

He muttered: "Selling poems? Still billed by words? This person is probably poor and crazy, right?"

Cheng Chubi followed behind and also saw him.

"Look at this guy who is about the same age as us, how much literary talent can he have? He even sells poems? Isn't he a liar?"

"How about we play him?"

Fang Yi Ai said in a low voice.

Cheng Chubi showed your understanding eyes.

The two walked directly in front of Li Min.

"Hey, how much do you sell for each word of this poem?"

"If you don't buy it, don't ask the price!"

Li Min still didn't see the two of them in his eyes.

directly.

This attitude makes people angry.

"This kid is looking down on us!?"

Cheng Chubi said on the side.

"Boy, what do you mean? You sell poems without saying a price, what is this? Even if we don't buy it, there must be a price, right?"

"Don't buy, don't ask! Poems are only sold to those who understand!"

"you……"

"Fang Yishou, we can do this."

Cheng Chubi approached Fang Yi'ai's ear and spoke.

Fang Yi Ai sneered.

Then he said: "I will buy it, but if you don't do it well, I will not give you a cent of the money, and I will set up your stall!"

As soon as these words came out, it looked like a dandy!
Where would ordinary people do this?
Li Min didn't think too much of a direct response.

"Then do you want five words or seven rules?"

"What's the difference?"

"The Seven Laws are more favorable."

"What's the price?"

Everyone is also curious.

"One word cross!"

When Li Min said the price, everyone was in an uproar.

This is really crazy about money.

Even if you read a novel in modern times, a thousand words are only a dime, but Li Min wants a dozen words?

Many had disdainful expressions on their faces.

Because his price is really too high.

Fang Yi'ai's eyes didn't blink, ten words were really nothing to him.

But it depends on how you spend it.

"Several words? Why don't you go grab it?"

Cheng Chubi said on the side.

"Cheng Chubi let me come!"

Fang Yi Ai said.

Then he asked: "One word and ten words, how much does that poem cost? How much is each word after the discount?"

What about such a simple math question?
Everyone scratching their heads, how much is that?Some people started to break their fingers and count!

"Are you testing me?"

"You obviously can't, right? Hahaha!"

"Five words, four sentences, twenty words, a total of two hundred characters, eight sentences and four hundred characters.

There are 28 characters in seven sentences and four sentences, a total of 280 characters, and 56 characters in eight sentences, which can give you a more favorable price, counting you 89 characters.About [-] texts per cross. "

It turns out that this is the so-called discount. If you count it like this, each word is indeed a little less.

There was no decimal point in ancient times, so Li Min responded like this.

Now everyone is a little convinced.

I was thinking in my heart, this kid is very unexpected!
Having said that, the number of poems is not too many, and the fewer the poems, the more difficult it is to write.

"Are you coming to Wuyan or Qilu? I guess you will choose Qilu. After all, I think you are dressed up, and you should be good at money. It's just a few hundred words, and you don't even blink your eyes."

As soon as this question came up, how could the good-faced Fang Yi Ai choose Wu Yan?
But Cheng Chubi would.

"Legacy, we don't have to listen to him, we just choose five words!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Fang Yi'ai hesitated.

"I choose Seven Laws!"

"It seems that your differences are five words or seven laws?"

"Five words!"

"Seven Laws!"

"Huh? Tell me after you've unified. I don't have time to talk to you in vain."

This is probably the most arrogant selling poet.

"The money I spend, listen to me, it's just seven rules! Four sentences! I don't want discounts!"

Fang Yi Ai finally added.

"Okay, hand over the money first!"

"What!? I haven't seen the poem yet, but you want me to pay? Why are you like this?"

Fang Yi Ai was very puzzled.

"That's my rule, if you don't want to spend money, get out."

The more Li Min was like this, the more rebellious he became.

"Come here, take out 280 Wen!"

Finally he gave in.

But the money is not good.

He put the money on the table.

And he said fiercely: "You better do well, otherwise, you won't get a penny, and you will be beaten!"

"Whether I'm doing well or not, I can let everyone see it together and ask everyone to comment. Folks, it's time to work!"

Some people say yes.

Among these people are some literati.

"This young man, my apprentice is Li Cheng, his writing is not very good, but his appreciation is okay."

"Me too, I taught for a few years."

……

These people came out one after another.

The shopkeeper of the restaurant also joined in to watch the excitement.

He said: "Little brother, I have also read books for a few years, and dared to participate in the comments."

"So, thank you all!"

Li Min saluted everyone.

People also reciprocated.

The so-called courtesy is not surprising.

Even if some people disdain him.

But how they see themselves is their business.

He doesn't interfere.

"Okay, very good, you can write poetry!"

"What's the subject?"

"The topic is summer! How about the appearance of Tianchi, flowers and leaves, etc.?"

When this question came out, everyone was shocked.

It's too difficult, isn't it?
They all broke into a cold sweat for Li Min.

Li Min suddenly said, "Wait!"

Everyone wonders, what is he doing?
Why wait again?
Is it really impossible to do it?
Or is the title of Fang Yi'ai too figurative?

"What's wrong? Is it too difficult? If it's too difficult, I'm going to overturn the table!"

Fang Yi Ai threatened.

Cheng Chubi rolled up his sleeves.

"Let's just say he's a liar. Now he's showing his true colors, right? Come on, don't let him run away!"

As soon as he shouted, the family members gathered around.

Everyone also broke into a cold sweat for Li Min.

What will he do next?

……

(End of this chapter)