The next day, several servants were busy under the wall outside the Zhenjun General's Mansion, working in full swing.

Someone was twisting a bucket, holding a brush made of horsehair, and carefully brushing away the traces on the wall. Some maids were tearing off the couplets on the wall one by one, and then carefully putting them in another

In a hand-held basket.

This scene has happened many times in recent days, but passers-by still couldn't help but stop and watch.

"Look, the servants of the General's Mansion are really pitiful. They have to come out to clean the walls from time to time..." A passerby who was resting at a tea stall across the road took a sip of tea and shook his head.

One of the people sitting with him also shook his head and said: "Isn't it true? Although the monthly salary of the general's house is quite a lot, it is still too tiring. I have to do this kind of hard work all day long. Today is the sixth time to clean the house."

It’s walled…”

The tea stall owner filled a pot of tea with ease, then poked his head and said, "Tsk, tsk, they are unlucky to say the least. Why did they have to deal with the fifth young master of the Li family? This fifth young master usually doesn't go out, but when he goes out, he suddenly

It’s just such a big mess!”

"Oh?" The two people from before suddenly became interested and asked hurriedly: "Is it about the Longbeard Mountain thing? We don't know much about it. Boss, please tell us quickly..."

The tea stall owner put the towel on his shoulders and said proudly: "I heard this from my cousin who works as a cook in the Li family. He said that the fifth young master of the Li family openly provoked the entire capital in Longshan Mountain.

Literati and ink..."

Having said this, I suddenly saw the brass-nailed and red-lacquered door on the opposite side open with a whine, and then a black-faced boy walked out of it. This black-faced boy was wearing a white robe, with his hands behind his back, walking slowly, but also quite...

A bit free and clear, literati elegance.

Behind him was a young maid with a beautiful appearance. The maid held a long rolled scroll in her hand. Looking at the thickness of the long scroll, you can tell that the calligraphy and painting are definitely not short.

"Look, isn't that the fifth young master of the Li family!" The teahouse owner hurriedly pointed to the opposite side and whispered to the tea guests.

"Hmph, this fifth young master looks so weird. Look at his skin color, he looks like someone who came from a coal mine!" A tea guest was indignant, frowned and said with disdain: "Such an ugly person, actually

Are you worthy of such a handsome maid?"

"Tsk, tsk, this maid is indeed beautiful. If you can let me marry her, she will warm the bed and wash your feet every day..." Another tea guest tsk-tsk and admired.

The tea stall owner glanced at the naked, tall, ugly tea guest, and couldn't help but sneered: "Just dream, that's the fifth young master's personal maid, and she will definitely be included in the room!"

After saying this, he suddenly felt that he had offended someone, but he had no regrets - he had been setting up a stall in front of the Zhenjun General's Mansion for a long time, and the maid and his wife in the mansion took good care of him. At this moment, he naturally started to ridicule this

I don’t know how high-end the tea drinker is.

The tea guest was not annoyed at being ridiculed. He just laughed twice, curled his lips as if nothing happened, and continued to look across.

I saw the dark-faced young man opposite, leading the maid to the wall, finding a central position, and then called two servants to move the stools and spread the scroll on the stools.

Then - this dark-faced young man actually sat in front of the table. As soon as he stretched out his right hand, the maid handed him a pen dipped in ink. He raised the pen and started writing on the table.

"Let's just check out thirty or fifty of them first!" Li Yi raised his eyebrows and said casually.

Qing'er smiled, pursed her lips, and polished her ink, staring at her young master with big eyes, then her cheeks turned red, and she said in a low voice: "Master, you really look like a handsome young man in this white robe today!"

"Oh?" Li Yi raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "No, the only thing is that my skin is a little darker, and people call me the white-faced scholar. I have a title - black-faced scholar?"

At this point, this guy was not satisfied with his title. He frowned and thought for a moment, then he said with a raised voice: "My book is so good, how can I be called a scholar? Let's call him the God of Black-faced Calligraphy.

!”

"Pfft--" Qing'er laughed out loud, shaking her grinding hand and almost spilling the ink on the paper.

As time went by, the General's Mansion was located on Dongmen Street, and naturally people came and went. Soon, the news spread that the fifth young master of the Li family publicly wrote a couplet in front of his home.

The entire capital's literati immediately became aware of the news. Those who lived nearby had already received the news and quickly rushed to the gate of the General's Mansion to watch.

"That's Li Yi? Is he the one who kicked Wang Juxian to death and is still lying on the bed?" A young scholar stood in the crowd and looked at Li Yi, who was sitting in the middle of the crowd, staring intently and writing with a pen.

Talk to yourself.

The person next to him frowned, glanced at Li Yi with contempt, and then responded casually: "Yes, even this kid, with his appearance, dares to insult us Han literati?"

"Well..." The young scholar from before was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth and walked forward as if he had made great determination.

The scholar's steps were a little staggering, as if his legs and feet were not very good, but his steps were firm, and it seemed that the monster opposite who was shining brightly in Longbeard Mountain was not enough to scare him.

What's more, there are people behind him cheering him up!

Before, everyone stopped to watch from a distance, but now when they saw someone standing out from the crowd, someone immediately clapped and applauded...

"Come on! We must refute this arrogant guy!"

"Brother, come on, if you dare to stand out from the crowd, you must have great talent!"

The young scholar paused after hearing the clapping and cheering behind him. His face first turned from white to red, and then from red to green. Apparently after a fierce psychological struggle, he took another step forward and stood in front of Li Yi.

"Huh?" Li Yi just raised his head, raised his eyebrows, and looked at the young scholar.

The scholar wore an ordinary blue gown with patchwork at the cuffs. He was obviously not from a wealthy family.

Being stared at by Li Yi, he felt his heart beating violently, and he felt that the many glances behind him were like countless sharp swords stabbing at him.

As for those cheers, they were even more harsh, as if everyone was insulting him.

He gritted his teeth, ruthlessly, lowered his head and stared resolutely at Li Yi, who was sitting in front of the table, holding a brush in his hand and looking as usual.

Finally, he raised his hands and bowed his hands, while everyone in the audience held their breaths, waiting for him to speak.

But I only heard a "pop" sound, which was the sound of my knees hitting the ground.

This sound sounded so clear on the originally noisy Dongmen Street, so clear that it seemed like a loud slap to all the literati present who came to see Li Yi's embarrassment!

They originally thought that the hero who dared to challenge Li Yi actually fell on his knees in front of him!

"Did he accidentally fall down, or did Li Yi secretly stumble?" Someone else asked in surprise and couldn't understand.

The scholar knelt on the ground, and then he bowed his head until his whole head touched the ground. Then he straightened up and said respectfully: "Mr. Li!"

"Student Wu Xiaoming, I would like to become a disciple of Mr. Li!"
Chapter completed!