I hold the plug-in, arrogant! [Quick Transmigration]

Luo Qing looked at Yang Bingqian, who saw him appearing on the opposite side, with a sudden expression, and shook his folding fan slightly: "Master Yang is a good person, and he is quite good at fooling people. He deserves to be the one who won the number one position by relying on tricks."

Yang Bingqian did not expect Luo Qing to appear. Although the people he sent out later reported that their brother and sister had disappeared, they were injured so badly that it was difficult to get out of bed let alone walk.

What's more, it is absolutely impossible to recover within two days, so he didn't take him to heart at all, and just let people continue to search.

With calm eyes, staring at the person who seemed to have not suffered any injuries at all, and who was even more temperamental than when I saw him before, with a clear expression, his heart was full of thoughts, but his mouth was very polite.

"Young master, why did you say that? Bingqian won the first prize after going through examinations one after another, and finally ascended to the Golden Luan Hall, which was conferred by His Majesty himself."

The implication is that Luo Qing's words are questioning His Majesty?

If you are timid and afraid, you will immediately explain, or even admit your mistake.

"Really?" Luo Qing smiled playfully, and looked at the masters of the Guozijian who were seated: "Do you also agree with Yang Bingqian's words about the country and the monarch and the country?"

"What Master Yang said is very reasonable, it should be the correct way."

All the masters hadn't answered yet, but Ming Jiayi stood up first and answered the words loudly.

He didn't speak for Yang Bingqian, but he thought so too. Luo Qing's refutation of Yang Bingqian was equivalent to disapproving of him.

The folding fan in Luo Qing's hand kept on sweeping towards the others: "Is there anyone else who agrees?"

"I also think what Master Yang said is very true."

"Students also agree."

"Xiaosheng also agrees."

"This old man really agrees." A master next to Wei Mingru also opened his mouth, stroked his beard, and looked at Luo Qing: "What's the reason for the boy's translation of words, and what did you mean by what you said earlier? .”

"Bingqian also wants to know, young master, do you think that the country is important and the king is nothing to worry about? Or do you think that the king is important to the country?" Yang Bingqian seemed indifferent, but in fact he was very vigilant in his heart. Obviously aiming at him, he must have come here for himself this time.

Luo Qing listened to the words that every word and every sentence was digging a hole for him, closed the folding fan, and tapped the palm of his hand, "Master Yang, don't be so eager to draw conclusions for me, in my opinion, the two complement each other. "

"It's so ridiculous. Since you also agree with Master Yang's theory, why are you jumping out to make a splash?" A student said immediately, his face full of anger.

They originally had a chance to become famous, but with Luo Qing's intrusion, all the attention was on him, so there was no such thing as them.

"That's right, you are really against the example of a scholar."

"Wei Jijiu drive him away, don't mess up our theory."

"That's right, this is not a place where you want to mix names, nor is it a place where you can make trouble casually."

Wei Mingru stroked his beard, did not respond to the students' words, but focused on Luo Qing who was not far away.

This transparent temperament is not something that playboys and deceitful people can have.

He thinks he still has some ability to judge people, this person is not simple.

Luo Qing didn't care about the remarks calling him to step down, and played with the fan: "I haven't finished talking yet, why are you in a hurry, you Master Yang are not in a hurry." He squinted at Yang Bingqian and sneered.

"A country and a king are both important, but they are not as important as the people. How can a country support a country without people? How can a monarch be a king without people? However, in troubled times, the people are more important than generals, and the king is even more important. In troubled times, the country is defended by military force. A good soldier can serve as a gatekeeper. Without soldiers, who will guard the country and the people to protect the king? Are you, Master Yang?"

Looking directly at Yang Bingqian, Luo Qing smiled ironically.

The masters on the stage fell silent, and so did the students and ordinary people below the stage.

What he said could not be refuted.

In troubled times, what if there is a king and a country?

Without strong soldiers and generals, can the country be kept?Can a king exist?

will not.

It's not that they haven't experienced troubled times, it's not that they haven't experienced that kind of feeling. In Dafeng, the princes rebelled back then, and the people were in dire straits. If the regent Nan Liyuan hadn't used his soldiers like a god to fight against a hundred with one enemy, how could there be peace and stability in the country today?

"Well said." Wei Mingru couldn't help but praise: "It's just that the old man is still confused, what if it's not a chaotic world?"

"If there is no chaos, then there will be prosperity. In the prosperous age, the most important thing is to prosper the literature. In the prosperous age, no one teaches etiquette, benevolence, ignorance, ignorance, inferiority, and family affection. How can we talk about the reputation of our ancestors for thousands of years? Master of heaven and earth?"

Luo Qing replied modestly, and then looked at Yang Bingqian again, "I don't know what Mr. Yang understands about the teachers among the masters and masters of heaven and earth."

Yang Bingqian couldn't help taking a step back, his face was very ugly.

Those dark eyes seemed to see right through him, and he couldn't help but feel his heart tighten.

Luo Qing sneered, and his expression became cold and stern: "It seems that Master Yang dare not explain, teacher, preaching and accepting karma to solve doubts, one day is a teacher and a father for life, I don't know if Master Yang's mentor regrets not accepting you like this A student who has taught each other for seven years and has been famous for three years, but no one knows Liu Fengxian, it's ridiculous."

Luo Qing couldn't help laughing out loud as he spoke, but the fan in his hand was shaking extremely slowly, and his whole body was still full of pride. Even if he lost his composure now, it still made people feel that he was full of elegance.

Right next to the second floor where Luo Qingfei came out, a man in a black robe wearing a four-claw python, leaned lazily on a chair, holding a wine glass, staring at the people on the stage with fiery eyes.

Very transparent person.

Well, people who make people want to have a deep friendship.

"Uncle Emperor? Uncle Emperor?" The man opposite the young man who was not as good as the weak crown was very speechless. The eyeballs of his uncle's eyes were about to protrude. After all, he is a regent. Can he make a difference? He raised his voice: "Uncle Huang! You're back to your senses."

Nan Liyuan drank the wine in his glass, and squinted at the past: "Be quiet and watch the show."

Nan Hongsheng rolled his eyes in a disfigured manner, watching a play, talking nonsense, obviously looking at beauties.

Luo Qingxiao's tears were about to fall, and she stretched out her hand to wipe it lightly, "It's been a long time since my mentor passed away, and my former lover has no incense sticks, no visits to the door, and no soul to visit, it's sad and lamentable."

All the people present felt very uncomfortable when they heard it. None of them had been educated by their teacher. The teacher was just like what Luo Qing said, they were their fathers.

If what he said is true, then wouldn't Master Yang whom they respect and admire be just...

Thinking of this, everyone looked at Yang Bingqian with complicated eyes, full of suspicion.

Wei Mingru sat up straight when he heard the name Liu Fengxian, and the other masters of the Guozijian were also surprised, but they all turned cold when they heard the name behind.

Feeling the strange sight around him, Yang Bingqian felt chills all over his body, and forced himself to calm down, "Bingqian is just an orphan. He grew up alone. It's really not an honor to have a mentor."

"Okay!" Luo Qing clapped his hands, the smile on his brows and eyes was completely restrained, and changed into a stern one: "Since that's the case, today, on behalf of my father, my son will expel the unfilial son Yang Bingqian from my Liu family, and abolish the relationship with my father." teacher-student relationship."

"Are you Fengxian's son?" Wei Mingru, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke out, with a surprised look on his face.

Luo Qing looked at Wei Mingru and cupped his hands: "Father Liu Fengxian, known as Mr. Qingsong, and boy Liu Luoqing."

"That's right, that's right, Feng Xian once wrote in a letter saying that his boy is knowledgeable about the past and the present, he is unparalleled in resourcefulness, he is a top-notch character, and we old guys will be overtaken by him."

Wei Mingru excitedly walked to Luo Qing's side, and nodded in agreement: "Indeed, what you said just now, I am not as good as I am. I have studied strategies and theories for several years, and I am not as clear as you. Does it only depend on the country and the king, this old man is narrow-minded."

Wei Mingru was already a little bit fond of Luo Qing, but now that he is the son of an old friend, he loves Feifan even more, and he can't wait to drag him home and have a long talk.

Yang Bingqian's heart sank. How could Wei Mingru know a teacher in a small village?

Damn.

Knowing this, he re-planned.

Covering the anger in his eyes, he hurriedly took two steps forward, and bowed deeply to Luo Qing, full of shame: "Young Master Liu, I'm really sorry. I was seriously injured, but luckily the princess saved me. I really bumped my head. When I woke up, I couldn’t remember many things. If Bingqian had forgotten his mentor, he deserved to die. Please also ask Mr. Liu to tell the grave of Bingqian’s mentor, Bingqian Qian immediately went to make amends."

The words are sincere, the eyes are sincere, and the face is full of regret and sadness. Those who doubted Yang Bingqian before were ashamed.

"I seem to have heard that the princess once saved Mr. Yang, so Mr. Yang married the princess after high school to repay his kindness."

A student studying at the Imperial College whispered.

"I've heard about this too. It seems that the princess picked up a man on the way back from visiting relatives, which caused the prince to lose his temper."

"My home is not far from the Prince's Mansion. I have seen Mr. Yang go in and out of the Prince's Mansion many times, especially every time he takes an exam, he always leaves from the Prince's Mansion."

"In that case, Master Yang can't be blamed, after all, he didn't forget on purpose."

"Indeed, and now that Master Yang knows it, he can blame himself. He must be very sad that he has forgotten his teacher."

Listening to the whispers below, Luo Qing's eyes flickered slightly, and he stared at the bowing man in front of him, opened the folding fan, shook it gently, and parted his lips slightly: "Since I forgot, it means fate It's broken, there's no need."

Leaning close to his ear, he evoked a smile, and said in a very low voice, "It's better not to defile the cleanliness of his old man's house with dirty things."

After speaking, he straightened up, took two steps back, and casually swept around the restaurant, always feeling that someone was watching him.

I don't know how long he watched it, but he didn't notice it until a moment ago when he showed a hint of anger.

Concentrating on the dim light, he said to Wei Mingru, "I'm here this time, not to discuss learning, but to promote learning."

"Xuanxue?"

Not only Wei Mingru, but everyone was shocked.

Propagating studies and preaching theories can only be done by everyone, and only qualified to do so.

Now, a little-known person suddenly jumped out and said that he wants to teach, no less than the emperor saying that I will abdicate today.

Luo Qing didn't give them a chance to react, so he clapped his hands, and immediately someone rushed out with a bucket and a table in their hands.

Put the things in front of Luo Qing, and quickly retreated.

"What I want to announce is a subject that benefits the country and the people, science. Maybe you think it's strange, and you haven't heard of it at all." Before Luo Qing finished speaking, he was taken over by Yang Bingqian on the side.

"I don't know what the so-called benefits to the country and the people are, but relying on this bucket of water?" Yang Bingqian was sneered at by Luo Qing, who had long held a grudge in his heart. How could he pass up the opportunity and point to the familiar looking man on the table? Something, frowning: "And these... stones?"

"What can this water and stone do?"

"How can water and stones benefit the country and the people? Just drink water and eat stones?"

"What are you thinking, you will starve to death by drinking water, and choke to death by eating stones, okay? But this stone looks familiar."

"Young Master Liu, right? You know Xuanxue is not for everyone."

"That's right."

Luo Qing didn't care about their doubts, picked up a saltpeter, "Do you feel hot now?"

The big square in front of the Imperial College is not covered by any shelter. It was okay earlier, and the temperature was not so high.

Now the sun is gradually coming up, and even if it is not the hottest time, it is beginning to sweat.

"How can it not be hot at this point?"

"Yes."

"The weather is getting hotter and hotter now, and it's not even hot yet, hey."

"What if I said that even in this hot weather, every family can enjoy the coolness?" Luo Qing answered with a smile while playing with saltpeter.

"How is it possible." Yang Bingqian immediately retorted, his face turned serious: "Mr. Liu, I hope you don't make such impossible jokes. Besides, even if it is possible to achieve what you said, it must be a waste of money. Isn't it a profit? The benefit of the country and the people is simply ridiculous."

As long as Luo Qing's reputation is ruined, no one will believe what he says in the future.

"Master Yang is right, how is such a thing possible?"

"Young Master Liu, it's better not to just talk about it."

Wei Mingru was also full of disapproval, pulled Luo Qing, and dissuaded him in a low voice: "Boy, don't go too far, don't be arrogant."

"I have a sense of propriety, so don't worry." Luo Qing replied with a smile, looking at Yang Bingqian: "Your Excellency Yang has always only talked in empty words and couldn't wait to question it. Nor will it."

"You!" Yang Bingqian blushed and was angry.

Luo Qing chuckled: "The thing in my hand must be familiar to many people around."

"Nitre, I know."

"What's the use of this thing? There are so many pharmacies."

"You can also pick them up on the mountain, they are all useless stones."

The onlookers who were named immediately responded in a hurry, wondering what this thing was going to do.

Many of the students don't know each other well, and I am even more puzzled after hearing what they said.

Luo Qing didn't answer, but just threw the saltpeter into the small wooden barrel in front of him.

?

Yang Bingqian was the closest, staring at the bucket of water, looking left and right, it was just a bucket of water: "Mr. Liu, what kind of trick are you playing? It's just a bucket of water with a saltpeter added, you are trying to fool me Everybody?"

The people under the table also stood up one after another and looked up to see what was different.

"What's the hurry, are you rushing to attack me?" Luo Qing looked at Yang Bingqian with a half-smile, his eyes full of darkness.

Yang Bingqian's complexion changed slightly, and then he smiled: "Mr. Liu was joking, I..."

"It's smoking, it's smoking."

"Look, look, look."

"What's going on here, why is there smoke?"

The author has something to say:

Nan Liyuan: I want to make a friend.

Nan Hongsheng: Nonsense, Uncle Emperor, you clearly have a crush on her beauty.

Nan Liyuan raised his eyebrows and stared at him: You are talking nonsense, remember to call someone when you see him later.

Nan Hongsheng: Heh...man!