Mr. Lu Ming snorted coldly in his heart, but a look of pride flashed in his eyes. [(?net?

It doesn’t matter, anyway, I’m the one who sets the question, so let’s see how Ye Chunqiu is ugly.

Mr. Minglu's eyes rolled and said, "Since it's a literary fight, there's always a good start. If you lose in spring and autumn, you might as well go to my husband's disciple. Haha... You are quite qualified. If I trained carefully, I might achieve something."

Ye Chunqiu heard that he was about to vomit. He had seen shameless people, but he had never seen such shameless people. However, he agreed immediately: "What if sir loses?"

Mr. Lu Ming was stunned for a moment, his eyes showing fierce light: "How could I lose?"

The man's face was almost eight feet thick. Ye Chunqiu sighed and said, "Since the teacher will not lose, it's okay to make a bet. As the teacher said, you must always have a lottery. Wealth is something outside of your body. If the teacher loses, you might as well be the lackey of my disciple."

The so-called lackeys of the disciples were originally from the Northern Song Dynasty. In order to please the eunuchs in the palace, Wang Fu, the prefect, went shamelessly to call the eunuch "Mr. Enfu". Therefore, someone laughed at it as a lackey. The so-called subordinate means a disciple or disciple. The lackeys are almost equivalent to cursing people.

If Mr. Lu Ming loses, he will become Ye Chunqiu's disciple. The teacher-student relationship in this era is definitely unnegligent. If the teacher-student relationship is a father-son relationship, it is also unforgivable to disobey the mentor and disobey the king and father.

At such an old age, he was a disciple of Ye Chunqiu, and he was afraid that he would be infamous. After years of fame, he would be gone overnight.

Seeing Ye Chunqiu not joking, Mr. Lu Ming's old face twitched and gritted his teeth: "A word is certain." But he sneered in his heart. If you ask you to give a question, I am really a little afraid, but since I give a question, hehe... I am sure to win, let's see how long you are so arrogant.

Ye Chunqiu looked worried, so he bowed to Wang Hua and said, "Can you bother the adults to be the middle-aged man in the future, so as not to fool this person."

Wang Hua was stunned. Mr. Lu Ming was a famous scholar in Hangzhou. How could he cheat? Ye Chunqiu said such words clearly because he did not believe in Mr. Lu Ming's character.

However... Wang Hua didn't know where Ye Chunqiu's confidence came from. He didn't want Ye Chunqiu to get involved in such disputes. In his opinion, since Ye Chunqiu is a scholar, his good exam is that he has a great future. If he is careless and is cheated by Mr. Lu Ming, wouldn't it be bad?

What's more... or is Mr. Lu Ming giving the question?

He frowned, and in front of Ye Chunqiu, he could not refuse, Ye Chunqiu had life-saving grace for him. If he didn't even give this favor, he would inevitably seem to be cold and disgusted. He had to say, "Chunqiu. Have you figured it out?"

Ye Chunqiu was very confident: "The students have figured it out."

Looking at the posture, it seemed that the prince was about to come forward, and Mr. Lu Ming was very happy. He was about to gain fame. The father and son of the Ye family were newly emerging celebrities, and they were not as noble as the prince. To put it bluntly, they were just bullying. If the prince was willing to come forward, although they were just referees or middle-aged people, they were also eye-catching enough. Once they won, they could become famous and make everyone in the world know their literary talent.

He hurriedly said, "I have already figured it out. It would be great if the prince is willing to come forward."

Wang Hua seemed helpless and had to say, "Okay, that's it."

Mr. Lu Ming was overjoyed and laughed at Ye Chunqiu and said, "Chunqiu, I will bring you to Xiu later."

Let Ye Chunqiu lead the cultivation to the point of being prepared to lose and become a disciple. This means that Ye Chunqiu will definitely lose.

Ye Chunqiu pursed his lips and just smiled, unwilling to have a quarrel with him.

Mr. Lu Ming smiled faintly and said goodbye.

When Mr. Lu Ming left, Wang Hua couldn't help but feel worried. Ye Chunqiu said, "Do you want to play chess?"

Wang Hua shook his head very rarely today: "You can be free. I have read this article and poem by Mr. Lu Ming. Although he is not as talented as you, he is also a great scholar. His profound knowledge is also first-class in Hangzhou. What's more, he actually asked a question and how he won him. In the spring and autumn, young people should not be conceited, and they cannot leave any stains on themselves. Alas..."

After several days of contact, Wang Hua has become a little fond of Ye Chunqiu. Now that he is about to commit suicide, he can't help but feel unwilling to eat.

On the contrary, Ye Chunqiu said: "What the lord teaches is that since Mr. Lu Ming wants to fight with his father, how can I be indifferent to my son? He wants to compete with my father and pass this level first."

Wang Hua laughed and could also feel Ye Chunqiu's filial piety, so he had to take a sip of tea and said, "I am the middle-aged man for you, so you can do it yourself."

Ye Chunqiuhe saw that he was no longer interested in playing chess, so he hugged his hands and refused.

As soon as Ye Chunqiu left, Miss Wang in the ear room came out slowly. The sons all went their separate ways. Wang Hua had only such a woman. In addition, she had a serious illness before, Miss Wang was even more worried about Wang Hua. She showed worries on her face at this moment, and her beautiful eyes drooped slightly, covered by long eyelashes. She couldn't help but say, "Dad, is this Chunqiu beautiful?"

Wang Hua sighed and stroked his beard and said, "Don't look at him full of confidence, but I expected that if it was just a simple literary fight, Chunqiu would have a 50% chance of winning, but... After all, he was young and energetic, but Mr. Lu Ming was agitated, but Mr. Lu Ming made the question. In this way, Chunqiu's chance of winning was only 10%."

But 10%...

Miss Wang was slightly surprised: "So, Chunqiu must have taken Mr. Lu Ming as his teacher. Is there any harm?"

Wang Hua frowned: "If you just worship the school, it would be fine. But Mr. Lu Ming looks unrighteous. If he really worships his school in the future, he will cheat in the name of Chunqiu, or use Chunqiu..."

Wang Hua shook his head, teachers and students are like fathers and sons. This is not the legendary master or teacher, but a real teacher and student. Mr. Minglu is eager to seek fame and is obsessed with interests. Who knows what will happen in the future? But if Ye Chunqiu disobeys him in the future, he will deceive his master and destroy his ancestors and will definitely be despised.

Miss Wang pondered for a moment: "What if Ye Chunqiu already had a mentor?"

Wang Hua couldn't help but say, "I already have a mentor. If so, since I have a bet, I'm afraid..." Suddenly, he understood something and suddenly understood his daughter's intentions: "You mean, I am his mentor... If so, even if he loses, how can Mr. Minglu win people's favor? After all, I am the imperial teacher and the Minister of Personnel. I'm afraid he will not dare to offend me, so he has to complete this bet!"
Chapter completed!