This martial artist just wants to be an official

Chapter 46

Lu Yuanzhi stared blankly at the long line that had formed dozens of feet away from the inclined bridge, and he had 1 mothers in his heart who wanted to say something.

What does live for a long time mean?
This is a long time to see.

From his previous life to this life, he has lived for so long, this is the first time he has seen such a long queue for visiting a kiln
Can anyone tell me what's going on here?
There were big question marks in Lu Yuanzhi's small eyes.

"Dare to ask this man, what's the matter with such a long line today?"

Unable to figure it out, he walked to the end of the line, and asked kindly to a young man who looked like a chunky scholar who looked like a potato.

"You don't know that?"

The short, fat little potato looked at Lu Yuanzhi in astonishment: "I think this brother is a foreigner?"

"No." Lu Yuanzhi shook his head.

As soon as he finished saying this, the chunky little potato looked at Lu Yuanzhi from the beginning to the end, and then asked uncertainly:
"You're not a scholar, are you?"

"No, I have practiced martial arts for several years."

Lu Yuanzhi shook his head and answered truthfully.

Then he saw that short potato's face visibly changed from amiable to arrogant, and a trace of disdain flashed in Lu Yuanzhi's eyes.

"Since you're not a scholar, talking to you is also playing the piano with you, so just line up."

Lu Yuanzhi touched his nose. He also noticed the contempt on the man's face, but he didn't care.

Scholars in this era are like this. They look down on the sky and the earth. Only scholars are the most precious in the sky and on the earth.

After the chunky Tudou finished speaking, he turned his head impatiently, then his eyes lit up, he waved to Lu Yuanzhi behind him, and shouted: .
"Prince Wang!"

Lu Yuanzhi followed the sound and saw a tall, thin man in blue clothes behind him, a young man who looked as fragile as a bamboo pole.

"Brother Li!" The thin and tall young man who looked like a bamboo pole greeted the short and fat little potato with a smile. If no one else looked at Lu Yuanzhi, he stuck in front of Lu Yuanzhi and started chatting with that little potato.

"Brother Li, why are you free to come here today?" The thin bamboo pole asked the short potato.

"Come and have a look at the Yunyu Huakui who is as beautiful as a fairy in Yaotai. Hey, Mr. Wang, don't you remember that you have never touched this place of fireworks?"

"Damn, these two days, the reputation of attracting fairies by clouds has already spread throughout Xuzhou. I'm not a nerd who reads stupidly. It's reasonable to come to witness Fangrong, right?"

"The temples are about to welcome the moon, and the wine is red and the face is glowing. In fact, two dear friends, compared to the Yunyu Huakui who is as beautiful as a fairy in Yaotai, the one I most want to meet for a while is Mr. Lu who can write poems. I don't know what kind of immortal demeanor Mr. Lu is! This kind of poetic talent really makes people yearn for it."

"Heh Mr. Lu, those gods and gods are only seen by poor people like us?"

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At the end, Lu Yuan listened to the two chatting with a strange face.

Co-authored the culprit or did he do it himself?

If I remember correctly, less than three days have passed since I wrote this poem.
How did this reputation spread so quickly?

In fact, what he didn't know was that his poem Huanxisha appeared in the 500-year-old Dayong Dynasty in the desert of poetry. It was like a ball of sparks falling into boiling oil, and it directly blasted the Dayong poetry circle.

When all the scholars in Xuzhou County heard this poem, they were so excited that they wished to ascend to heaven in place, because the last time they heard such an amazing poem was in the history books of the previous dynasty!

It's as festive as New Year's Eve!
Immediately afterwards, these scholars began to tell each other, wishing that everyone in the world would come and listen to this poem.

All the scholars who heard this poem burst into tears. Who said that I, Dayong, have no poetic talent? ? !
My Dayong poetry world finally has a fig leaf! !

So since it was reported by the Blue Bird Pavilion on the first day, it spread to the county seat of Xuzhou County in just one night, and then spread to all directions.
Too rare.

It is as conspicuous as a clear spring in the great desert.

However, the biggest beneficiary of this poem at this time is not Lu Yuanzhi for the time being, but Aunt Yunyu, the female mother of the Blue Bird Pavilion.

The scholars who heard this poem immediately filled Yun Younao with a peerless face, otherwise, it would not have aroused the poetic talent of Mr. Lu, the exiled immortal.

So it created a scene where you have to queue up to visit the kiln.

"Huh? Brother Li, who is this?"

Just when Lu Yuanzhi was in a daze, the tall and thin man noticed him and asked the short potato.

"I don't know, you're an ordinary fool."

Shorty Tudou glanced at Lu Yuanzhi quietly, and smiled back at the thin bamboo pole in a low voice, with a trace of disdain flashing across his face.

How can ordinary reckless men get their hands on the beauty of this Fairy Yunyu?
Scholars look down on Wufu the most.

You can't say that, it's because people from all systems look down on Wufu.

The circle of this world is very interesting.

The little god of Kewusi despises all systems.

All systems look down on each other and look down on martial arts uniformly.

Therefore, the title of warriors is also very direct, and they are called reckless and reckless all day long.

As soon as he heard the word reckless, the tall and thin man's eyes became contemptuous, and he looked Lu Yuanzhi up and down.

Lu Yuanzhi also looked at him innocently.

The man turned his head with contempt and stopped looking at Lu Yuanzhi.

Lu Yuanzhi has no time to deal with these two bastards.

The main reason is that these two people didn't provoke him, it's just that the nature of scholars thinks highly of themselves, that's all.
As for being cut in line.

He didn't want to line up at all.

He is not an idiot, if there is such a long line, if you really have to line up, it will be until tomorrow.

So after Wang Yangxing sighed, he wanted to turn around and leave.

"Master! You're here! That's great, I'm waiting for you!"

Just when Lu Yuanzhi was about to turn around and leave, an excited voice stopped him.

He stopped, turned his head to look, and saw the little boy who gave him money when he repaired the knife and returned to the government office at noon that day.

Wealth boy!

Lu Yuanzhi was very impressed, and he even rewarded the kid with two copper coins.

If I remember correctly, it should be called... Ah Liang?
Lu Yuanzhi suddenly thought of something, he paused, and immediately looked at the two scholars, one tall and one short, who had just despised him, with a strange flash in his eyes.

Coincidence?

Can this force be pretended today? ?
Can this face be punched back immediately? ?
This is this...

Am I really the protagonist of a book? ?

Such an inexplicable and absurd idea came to Lu Yuanzhi's mind.

"Great, it's really you! Come here quickly!"

A Liang walked in and took a look. After seeing Lu Yuanzhi's face, the excitement on his face became more obvious. He trotted all the way, rushed up and quickly grabbed Lu Yuanzhi's sleeve, and shouted excitedly:
"You don't know, the past two days have made our mother miss you so much that I was asked to watch over the bridge every morning, saying that as soon as you come, hurry up and take her there!"

Ah Liang's voice was extremely clear, and because of the excitement, everyone around the loud voice came over.

Everyone was secretly wondering who Lu Yuanzhi was.

Among them was the tall and short contemptuous duo just now.

Feel the surprised or blank or warm eyes coming from all around.

The corner of Lu Yuanzhi's mouth could not help but twist into an astonishing arc...

　(I beg you to follow up on it, and immediately offer a second aunt to all colleagues, so as to increase the glory of Wei Wu.)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)