I am a winner with Chinese poetry

"Xiao San, you're wrong. I'm about to break through to the eighth rank of scholar. It won't be difficult for me to deal with an ordinary person!"

Zhang Xuan was holding a fan, and he was quite pleased with himself as he unfolded and folded it. Several of them were talking loudly, not worrying at all whether Gu Yunzhou, who was not far away, would hear them.

"What, you are going to become an 8th-grade scholar!" Gu Tianhua was shocked, jealous and envious in his heart, and even the expression on his face was a little distorted.

He is a family member and knows his own business. Although he looks very successful on the surface, it is actually just superficial.

The Gu family had few descendants. He only had one biological brother and one illegitimate sister.

His elder brother, who was born to the same mother as him, was quite talented, and even his illegitimate elder sister was of average appearance.

But when it comes to him, it's as if all the talent in the family has been sucked away, and his talent is so poor that it's unbearable to look at.

Even though the family spent a lot of effort to find many powerful cultural treasures for him to absorb and comprehend, the effect was still minimal.

Gu Tianhua was devastated and began to degenerate. He no longer thought about improving his literary talent and just spent his days eating, drinking and having fun.

Seeing him like this, the second master of the Gu family no longer forced him and followed his wishes. Therefore, there was a strange sight that the young master of the main branch of the Gu family went to school with these children from the side branches.

"Haha, what a lucky luck! He's just a mere 8th rank scholar!"

Zhang Xuan looked so proud and arrogant that he acted so pretentiously. This made Gu Tianhua furious. Why was he pretending so much? He was just a bastard's son. How could he act so pretentiously if he thought he had some talent?

His anger suddenly shifted, and his original intention of playing a trick on Gu Yunzhou faded, and was replaced by strong malice towards Zhang Xuan.

Not to mention the conversation between Gu Tianhua and Zhang Xuan, Gu Yunzhou was sitting in the classroom at this moment, waiting for an opportunity, a chance to get back the letter with his name on it.

This name-tag letter is equivalent to the admission ticket for modern candidates. Generally, those who are willing to register can apply for it at the local government office and be guaranteed by a person with a literary title to prove that the person participating in the imperial examination has a clean background and is not a criminal.

The Gu family's clan school is managed by the Gu family. It is convenient and fast, and there will be no blind people to stop you. The name card will be handed over to the person on the eve of the imperial examination.

When Gu Yunzhou learned about this situation, his heart sank slightly. He had originally not planned to come to the Gu clan school again. Anyway, he already knew what exams he would take.

However, considering Gu Tianhua's twisted and jealous character, he would not be given the opportunity to take the imperial examination. It is very likely that he would be given a name tag. That's why he came to the Gu clan school today to see if he could find an opportunity to get his name tag back.

Before he could think about it any further, he heard a commotion in the classroom, and the people next to him shouted, "Quickly pull them apart, be careful!"

"Oh, Master Gu, I'm Qiangzi, you hit the wrong person!"

"Stop fighting, stop fighting, the Master is coming!"

It was a noisy mess. Gu Yunzhou looked up and saw that the two people, Gu Yunzhou and Gu Tianhao, who had just been talking, were already wrestling with each other, or rather, Zhang Xuan was pinned to the ground and beaten by Gu Tianhao.

"I let you be arrogant and show off, but I'll puke at your eighth-rank scholar! He's just a son of a concubine. How dare you show off in front of me? I'll beat you to death!"

Gu Tianhua is sixteen years old this year. Not to mention his talent, as it is difficult for literary energy to enter his body, he also practices some boxing and kicking kung fu for self-defense. Now he beats people up with every punch, and all that can be heard is Zhang Xuan's screams.

During this time, Zhang Xuan also tried to use his literary energy to protect himself, or recite poems and articles, transforming them into attacks to protect himself. However, before he could finish a line of poetry, Gu Tianhua's fist would already hit him.

This is also because Zhang Xuan's realm is too low. Although he is about to break through to the eighth-grade scholar, he has not broken through after all. Now he is just a small ninth-grade bachelor. In addition, he lacks combat experience, so he is suppressed by Gu Tianhua and cannot resist.

"Stop, fighting is not allowed in the clan school!" A loud shout was heard, and Gu Yunzhou saw a white-haired old man quickly walking into the classroom. He looked at the scene in front of him and was so angry that his beard was about to stand up.

He used his finger as a pen, quickly writing a line of characters in the air, muttering to himself, "Lay down your arms and rest your armor!"

The two men who were fighting like black chickens just now suddenly stopped, gasping for breath, but they couldn't lift their hands. The surging anger in their hearts was extinguished in an instant as if someone poured a basin of cold water on them.

"This is a disgrace to society. This is a school. How dare you fight here?"

The old man looked at the two of them with disgust and spoke rudely. He was a well-known seventh-rank scholar that Master Gu had invited with great difficulty through his connections. It was said that he had already stepped half a foot into the door of a sixth-rank Confucian scholar.

Originally, Mr. Gu Erye would not be able to invite this giant Buddha with his own ability, but after the main branch of the Gu family gave the invitation, the old man had no choice but to come over reluctantly.

Coupled with the powerful financial offensive from the second branch of the Gu family, the scholar surnamed Hu was reluctant and began to teach Gu Tianhua his lessons.

Who would have thought that although he was willing, Gu Tianhua was not happy about it. He either skipped classes or deliberately gave up.

Master Hu is a serious and conservative person. What he hates most is the kind of uneducated and uncultured playboys. This time, Gu Tianhua has both of them, so he disciplines him even more strictly.

Later, Gu Tianhua could not stand it anymore and cried a lot in front of the old lady. The old lady regarded this youngest grandson as the apple of her eye. When she heard the little grandson crying, she directly called Gu Jin, Gu Tianhua's father, to come and question him. The final result was that Master Hu no longer taught Gu Tianhua alone, but occasionally showed up at the Gu clan school and taught the Gu family members at the same time.

"Master, hiss! He was the first to attack me. Look, my face is bleeding!"

Zhang Xuan covered his face with his hands and crawled up with a grimace. Several fresh footprints could be clearly seen on his body. His face was covered with bruises and reds, and there was a cut at the corner of his mouth. The pain made him grit his teeth and jump up and down.

"Who told you to laugh at me first? And it was obviously you who started it first!"

Gu Tianhua would not admit it. He got up from the ground and seemed to be fine. Except for his disheveled hair and the fallen jade belt, he was not injured at all.

No wonder he is tall and strong, looking more like a warrior than a scholar. When standing next to the pale-faced Zhang Xuan, he is a head taller than the other.

"Assholes, how dare you fight in the academy? There's a portrait of Confucius hanging here, how dare you!"

Master Hu became even more angry when he saw the two people who were dissatisfied with each other. He slammed the table and pointed at the two of them and spoke angrily.