Damn it, plug-in, you are finally back.

At the moment when he heard the sound in his mind, Kang Fei almost burst into tears.

Isn’t Kang Fei pretentious? As a modern person, how can he live without plug-ins? Even if you use a smartphone to play [Onmyoji] Soul-Brushing Ten, it also requires full automatic 30 seconds to hang up easily!

What? You said you cooked pigs manually back then? You despise the fake legend I played? Kang Fei just wanted to say, uncle, you are Gui Geng? Why don’t you go to dance square dance? Maybe you can meet an old aunt who is still charming to do a dance match... One da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da

In ancient times, I still ate raw meat and drank blood, right?

My green dragon on the left and the white tiger on the right, and the external jig is hidden in my chest... Kang Fei hummed a few words in his heart, and his courage suddenly became thicker.

A life of cheating doesn’t require cuteness…

He smiled slightly at the accusation of scholar Zhang Jiyao of his [never read a book], and then narrowed his eyes. Suddenly, the cute little white rabbit turned into a hungry wolf again... He was stunned at Zhang Jiyao and took a step back involuntarily.

Putting his hand into the sleeve, Kang Fei said, "Xiucai Zhang, I don't agree with you, you haven't studied... What's wrong with the title of my dad? It's just that you have low knowledge and read too little..."

As soon as he said this, his eyes twitched to Zhang Xiucai.

It’s okay if you, Dai Chunlin, said this. You are a young man, and you have never entered school. You are still a fool. How dare you say that I have learned little knowledge?

For a moment, he forgot about Kang Fei's evil shape with his eyes squinting, and said angrily: "I have learned little knowledge and read less? You said this, I'm almost the same..."

Kang Fei said oh, interrupted his words and said, "So, Zhang Xiucai, you were suppressed by my old man in school, and he was dissatisfied. After hearing the rumors that I met an immortal, he deliberately made trouble. As the saying goes, if there are dates or no dates, you will be beaten..."

Yes! This...

When Zhang Xiucai was told the truth hidden in his heart, he suddenly became stagnant, and he was speechless for a moment, his face turned red and his ears were red, and he could not speak.

The neighbors watched the fun, the eldest lady and the young wife who bought velvet thread, saw that the scholar was speechless and unable to speak by Dai Chunlin's silly son, and immediately whispered, which further confirmed that the stupid son of Dai Chunlin's family had met an immortal for a while was not nonsense. Look, is there a fool who spoke so clearly that he could not speak a scholar who was studying so hard that he could not speak?

Seeing the scholar talking, Kang Fei felt a little unfair to win. Alas! He was so careless that he was criticized like this in a word, without any combat power, and I didn’t even feel accomplished even if I won.

However, the dog who fell into the water still had to be beaten. He continued to say, "Xiucai Zhang, I will teach you goodness so that you won't show off your goodness in the future... You just said that my father was used in the market and in the customs of the country. You really don't read much, and the word "father" is pronounced as dad..."

Someone wanted to come and slap in the face, but he was beaten by him when he sent it to the door. Why is this so cool?

While slapping Zhang Xiucai in the face, he asked the plug-in in his heart that there should be a source below. It is best to name celebrities with ancient names, officials, and books that have been annotated... It is organized and well-founded, which is the perfect slap in the face.

"Host, I'm not called a plug-in." The plug-in protested, and then communicated directly with the computer. It was like you fantasizing about a beautiful woman, and many stories happened. In the eyes of a beautiful woman, it was just a fat man who looked at him. What happened in a second? You said more than a second? How could it be that the fat man secretly looked at the beautiful woman, dared to exceed one second? When you bumped into someone's eyes, you had to avoid other people's gazes!

"As for the source! There was "Yun Act" before and "Guangyun" afterwards, and later Sima Guang wrote "Chechuangzhizhangtu Preface"..." As he said, he also glanced at Zhang Xiucai, "Does Sima Guang know? The one who smashed the jar was a direct scholar in Longtu Pavilion, served in the four dynasties of Renzong, Yingzong, Shenzong, and Zhezong. He was awarded the title of Grand Tushi, Duke Wenguo, and posthumously Wenzheng..."

This series of high-end words, let alone Zhang Xiucai, made the people who were watching the fun on the street so shocked that they couldn't speak.

In this year, 99% of the people were illiterate. Even if there were so-called scholars like Zhang Xiucai, what kind of evil was the scholars in the Ming Dynasty? If you ask him who Emperor Taizong of Tang was, most scholars may not know. They may not be sure. They must tell you that who he is has nothing to do with me. Do you know that he can win me?

Later primary school students all knew about the complete Tang poems and 300 Tang poems, but the complete Tang poems were not compiled until the Kang Mazi era of the Qing Dynasty. The 300 Tang poems were waiting until the time of the old man in Shiquan. Before that, you should find a well-known library collector or a family of officials who have been in charge of the generations. Such families may be somewhat circulated. I'm sorry, but it is definitely not complete.

In this era, people who know that [she has served in the four dynasties of Renzong, Yingzong, Shenzong, and Zhezong, were awarded the title of Taishi, Wenguogong, and posthumously Wenzheng] are certainly there, but those who either study at home and stay at home or work in the Hanlin Academy of the court. Perhaps, some great scholars and talents can do it, but how can they know about Zhang Xiucai, who is waiting to eat the cold pork to pay homage to Confucius? Just kidding, when will knowledge be so worthless? Then you have to wait until industrialization is started, and you can only learn from the textbooks that countless senior scholars have summarized and compiled.

Looking at Zhang Xiucai who was shocked and unable to speak, to be honest, Kang Fei had little sense of accomplishment. He was just a scholar from the Ming Dynasty. With a time difference of hundreds of years, from a scientific point of view, Kang Fei could crush Zhang Xiucai’s eight streets without plug-ins.

Not to mention Zhang Xiucai, even if he is wise and martial, he has to go to the provincial capital to study for a normal school, and only then can he realize that the earth is round. Only when he is a sweeping monk at Peking University can his magical skills be achieved... In other words, if you know the previous one, you can also show your psychological superiority in your studies.

For ancient scholars, the so-called "The posthumous tutor of Jin's death in Wenzheng" is the highest praise. Any scholar who pursues a little bit, should still know whether Sima Wenzheng Gong is. Of course, knowing the name is one thing, but knowing the life of someone, what officials he has served, and what books he has compiled is not something that ordinary people can know, let alone the rhyme and broad rhyme. It is something that only scholars study, and it is the difference between scholars and ordinary scholars.

When it comes to rhyme, what is like [Little Animals are the first nine, follow the nine four paths, and the rhyme of the rhyme. The elephant is passed down by the fan, the elephant is passed down by the verse, and the elephant is passed down by the verse, and the rhyme of the Tao.] Each word may not be recognized in its entirety, let alone be connected. If you were not knowledgeable, these words would not be much different from the heavenly books.

So using this to scare ordinary scholars is accurate. For a moment, Zhang Xiucai's face turned red and white, and there was an unkind lady beside him muttering loudly, "This scholar's face seems to have knocked over the dye tank of the dyeing workshop..."

This sentence is particularly poisonous, just like a loud big mouth slap on Zhang Xiucai's face. People on the street hissed and sucked their teeth for a moment, and they all hurt Zhang Xiucai's face.

Kang Fei turned his face and glanced at the woman who was muttering loudly, and couldn't help but like him, "Oh!" This aunt who spoke, you are the best supporting actor, not to be reincarnated as a person who smokes, drinks, and perm his hair in the future!
Chapter completed!