Di Weitai took a few quick bites, then, under the waiter's service, dressed properly and walked out of the room.

In Bogu Building, he lives very simple and does not pay much attention to clothing, diet, etc.

But this is just what outsiders look like.

Liu Ruiying, Jiu Sanban and others attended the banquet he held.

That garden and the mattress were not much better than the royal palace in Qingzhong. The main reason was that Di Weitai could tolerate it.

A person with such a personality can enjoy both glory and swallow crumbs. What you eat and what you use is just to contribute to your life. Those who care more are also to live, and those who care less are to live. As long as you feel comfortable and your mouth is still acceptable.

Xu Sibo is very different.

As soon as the dim sum was in his mouth, he vomited it out.

It seemed as if he had eaten something that could not be eaten, but his disgusting expression was not concealed at all. For him, this thing was difficult to eat. Even if he starved to death, he couldn't eat it!

"What's this thing..."

"Reply to Master Xu, this is the pastry mung bean cake with the characteristics of the chef in the royal palace. It is eaten in summer, cools down and relieves heat, and melts in your mouth."

Faced with Xu Sibo's complaints, the waiter answered patiently.

"It is not a drop in the mouth when you enter the mouth! The wonderful thing about the pastry is that it is crispy but not loose! Your snacks are like not ordering good tofu. At first glance, they look decent, but they are not good at eating!"

Xu Sibo said.

Even a mung bean cake is like this, I'm afraid there is no one else that can be eaten.

Then he picked up the teacup, but put it back on the table.

"Tea must be brewed with boiling water for eight-quarters of heat, and only after six-quarters of heat can be drunk. Now it is less than five cents. If tea is not tea or water is not watery, how can people drink it?"

"Can Master Xu need a cup for you again?"

The waiter asked.

“No need!”

Xu Sibo waved his hand impatiently and said, but he began to feel a little regretful...

Just now, he was uneasy by the pressure of "the gods shining brightly on the nine states" that Liu Jinghao suddenly burst out from the king of the throne...

When people are anxious, they are prone to irritability, so a fire of namelessness rises from their hearts and vents it.

But the head of the Tongjin Pavilion seemed to lose his temper with his servants when he was in a sip of unpleasant snacks and a cup of half-warm tea.

It seemed as if he was really concerned about the bite. He was not petty, but just putting the tea in his mouth, and he could no longer hold back his words.

What's more, he loves face the most in his daily life, and he verbally says the two most common words, namely "sweeping the floor with a gentleman" and "not a gentleman's behavior."

"Master Xu, don't be angry! This is not what a gentleman does!"

Xu Sibo walked out of the door, and Di Weitai smiled and said to him.

How could he not hear the teasing in this sentence?

Although the two of them just said they were careful and showed their attitude of being in harmony, Di Weitai would not miss any opportunity to run the money in these irrelevant trivial matters.

"I wonder if Master Di has thought about the debate topic of this 'Dragon and Tiger Fight in the Literary World'?"

Xu Sibo coughed a few times, changed his mind and saved himself.

If he was surrounding the plate of snacks and cup of tea, his face would be lost!

"People Master Xu is Nian, I wonder what their opinions are?"

Di Weitai bowed and asked back.

Xu Sibo was very satisfied with Di Weitai's attitude. He unconsciously smiled and stroked his beard, and was full of joy.

Fortunately, this person is tactful, and it would be embarrassing if he is tactless and doesn't respond.

"It's better to argue what a gentleman does and why a gentleman doesn't do it."

"A good topic! It is simple and square, without any embellishment, like a lotus emerges from clear water. Nowadays, the younger generation of scholars are diligent in attacking their hearts and comparing. Whether it is behavior, writing essays and poems, they only want to stack gorgeously. But these essential things are forgotten... How can they look like scholars? The words written are simply like actors on the stage, with heavy makeup, no difference. There is no depth at all, and they look like embroidered pillows!"

Di Weitai said passionately.

Xu Sibo was surprised at first... he wondered if Di Weitai wanted to raise and suppress it first, and there was something in his words. But when he heard it at the end, he couldn't say anything implicitly. In addition, his tone was sincere, as if he had thought about this phenomenon and was extremely indignant.

"Since Brother Weitai also thinks it is appropriate, then just agree on it?"

Xu Sibo said.

Since ancient times, the literary world has fought against each other. Until the last moment, neither Bogu Tower nor Tongjin Pavilion knew the title.

This is for fairness and justice. If you reveal it first and prepare first by someone who is interested, it will be less fun. It is better to take the essay and treat it as an exam.

The dragon and tiger fight, the fight is that people cannot prepare, and only when a sudden occurrence can you see how a person is.

In addition to a few reserved items, such as Qushui Liushang and reciting poems, this debate topic is the real highlight of the literary world.

On the way of literature, articles are superior to poetry, lyrics, music and essays. However, articles are headed by "strategy theory".

Focusing on specific arguments, people from north and south are working together to see who can refute the other party more by quoting classics.

When you don’t prepare, you must blurt out. If you slow down, your momentum will be shorter. In the end, the winner will be counted on the Bogu Tower or Tongjin Pavilion behind you, and it has nothing to do with the individual.

In this way, everyone is both relaxed and worried...

Apart from personal gains and losses, this honor and disgrace can be divided equally. But as a member of Bogu Tower or Tongjin Pavilion, who would be willing to be suppressed by others in their power?

Those "Seven Saints of Wen Dao" can also participate in the fun if they are willing. But they all have a clear account in their hearts, knowing that the winners and losses are from Hedong and Hexi, and not really competing with their talents.

It was Tongjin Pavilion this time, so Lu Mingming and Chang Yishan, one of the two "Seven Saints" affiliated with Bogu Building, held the work and did not work hard since the beginning. Finally, they bowed to the Tongjin Pavilion, and then happily had a full meal, had a big drink, and went home.

But just this manifestation is considered to be a burden to bear humiliation among ordinary students in Bogu Building and the younger generation of scholars!

Even Chang Yishan's eldest disciple said that although the master was diligent in holding the wine glass and had a high smile on his face, after losing this time, his heart couldn't stop bleeding...

In fact, where does Chang Yishan have such a deep attitude?

There are also his friends in Tongjin Pavilion.

Wendao is not as good as martial arts, and there are not so many life-and-death enemies.

After reaching a certain level, they are friends who can sit and discuss with each other.

Although he is a brother and a master is a teacher, the sages are also ahead of him. It is just that "there is a sequence of hearing the truth and specializing in his profession", that's all.

"His Royal Highness, the King of Qingzhong, is still in the future?"

Di Weitai asked the waiter beside him.

"Reply to the words of the Master Di, the prince took advantage of the two of them taking a shower and changing clothes to deal with some private affairs in the mansion, and he thought he would come back soon."

The waiter said.

These words were also explained word by word by word by word by word by word by word by word by word by word by word by word by word by word by word by word by word by word by word by word by word.

As long as it is a private matter, no one will attack it.

After all, this guest is at will, and he is not a subversive person who is ignorant of etiquette. You can understand this truth.

"Lord Di, Lord Xu can go to the main hall first."

The waiter pointed his right hand and made a "please" gesture.

Di Weitai and Xu Sibo looked at each other, feeling that this was a bit of a rush to put it on the shelves, but they were helpless.

"Brother Nian, let me talk?"

Di Weitai said.

"good."

Xu Sibo quickly stepped forward and left the waiter behind.

"What's the matter with my brother?"

He saw Di Weitai's face look serious and asked.

"I have given the order to fight this dragon and tiger, and it must be the victory of Tongjin Pavilion."

Xu Sibo didn't expect Di Weitai to tell him this.

Even if it is a matter of sticking to the rules, no one has put this on the table and said it bluntly over the years.

For a moment, Xu Sibo began to doubt again. Could it be that Di Weitai didn’t know where to plot against him and Tongjin Pavilion?

"Brother Nian doesn't have to worry too much, everything I'm telling is the truth."

Di Weitai had known this long ago that as soon as he said, the old fox Xu Sibo would definitely start to think randomly again.

He always looks at people with ten thoughts, as if someone can plot against him if he says one more thing.

Although such people will not suffer any losses, they always keep these in mind and become a person who always scheming others, making the relaxed life become tired.

As soon as he looked at his eyes, he looked up at the sky, and then quickly explained. Otherwise, what I regret would be rotten in my stomach and I couldn't say a word.

"Haha, the dragon and tiger fight are all based on their own ability. People often say that there is no first in this article and no second in martial arts, but in comparison, this article is better than martial arts. Martial arts are nothing more than the sharpness of swords, and they are nothing more than the word "killing". But our scholars have a pen like a knife, and have been passed down from sentences to the ages, which can be killed! I just imagine, thousands of years later, who will remember the courage of those ordinary men who swing their swords? But these poems and articles can be passed down from generation to generation and will never fade."

Xu Sibo said.
To be continued...