"Sir, are you Mr. Songtao, the current emperor's teacher, the chief assistant of the cabinet, a first-rank university scholar, and the leader of the civil servants of the Great Zhou?" Wen Ting asked excitedly.
"I've forgotten so many titles before. I'm just Songtao, surnamed Yue, named Mingyang!" Mr. Songtao glanced at Wen Ting.
"I've heard about Mr. Songtao's name for a long time, and I've seen it today, please be respected by the students!" Wen Ting was so excited that he didn't know what to say, and bowed to Mr. Songtao repeatedly, and tossed for a while.
"Brother, don't worship him, this old man is very strange, and he said you are extremely dull, you can't be enlightened!" Rourou stepped forward to pull Wen Ting, and said in a bad mood.
"What? I'm dull? Don't be enlightened!" Wen Ting was so angry that his nose was about to smoke when he heard these two words!
"Girl, this must be your stupid brother, right?" Mr. Song Tao said coldly.
"Who are you calling stupid? Who is not enlightened!" Wen Ting was angry.
"If you're not stupid, why didn't you pass the Tongsheng exam three times?" Mr. Songtao snorted coldly.
"You!" Wen Ting hated others the most in his life for exposing his scars by failing the Tongsheng exam three times. At this moment, Mr. Song Tao's words really pissed him off, regardless of his background and status! In a daze, he rushed up and pointed at Mr. Song Tao's nose with one hand.
"Hey, let me tell you, will this kid be rough on Mr.?" Sheng Yaoshan asked softly next to Ren Yue, but his hand was already reaching for the bright silver spear behind his back.
"Come on, look at that kid, his body is so thin that the wind can blow him down." Ren Yue glanced at a smile at the corner of his mouth, and folded his arms with his hands, as if to watch the excitement.
"You still have the nerve to say that he is weak." Sheng Yaoshan followed closely, with a trace of mockery in his eyes.
"Sheng Yaoshan, what do you mean!" Ren Yue's eyes turned cold.
"Ren San, to be honest, one day we will throw off our arms and take off our shirts to fight. I, a champion of martial arts, have never seen your flowery swordsmanship!" Sheng Yaoshan provocatively said.
"Vulgar!" Ren Yue's long and narrow eyes cast a wave of water, which was cold but seductive.
"Hey, look, there will be a good show soon!" Sheng Yaoshan ignored Ren Yue, opened his mouth happily and continued to watch the fun.
"Your sister begged me that day. She insisted that I take you in as an apprentice. Humph, I failed the exam, and I'm afraid others will say it! Now I'm still playing a rascal in front of this old man, hum. There is no cure!" Mr. Songtao looked Gentle, looked at Wen Ting again, and turned away after saying that.
"You! If you don't accept it, you won't accept it. Why do you make irresponsible remarks to others? You are still a great Confucian!" Wen Ting was trembling with anger.
"Old man! Everyone is here today, so let's just make it clear. My brother has no grievances with you and has never known each other. Why did you humiliate him in public!" Rourou was also annoyed, and put down the scones. rushed up. Stand beside Wen Ting.
"Hey, what a show!" Sheng Yaoshan said with a smile as he elbowed Ren Yue.
"Vulgar, you just know how to watch the fun!" Although Ren Yue ignored him, a smile still flashed in his eyes. It was obvious that he was also watching the fun.
"Hmph! A child with a yellow mouth is just learning to walk, but only knows that the sun, the moon, and things are born!" Mr. Songtao raised his face, glanced at Wen Ting, and said indifferently.
"You! The bald old man is half buried in the ground, and all the food he eats has turned into shit!" Wen Ting was furious, and answered casually.
"Hahahaha! That's right!" Liu Xian probably heard "Food turns shit", and danced happily for a moment. No one dared to mention this kind of vivid sentence in the palace!
"Hey, interesting! I said Ren San, that stupefied brat is quite courageous, I bet you that Mister will definitely not accept him as an apprentice today!" Sheng Yaoshan was overjoyed when he heard Wen Ting's nonsensical poem Ren Yue who was beside Chu Chu.
"Tsk! Why are you touching me all the time!" Ren Yue shook his sleeves impatiently, a hint of disdain appeared on his face.
"Don't you believe it?" Sheng Yaoshan didn't notice Ren Yue's expression, and still thought to himself.
"That's not necessarily true. I think this kid has something in his stomach, and his courage is outstanding! Maybe the teacher will change his mind today!" Ren Yue's eyes showed a kind of teasing.
"Hmph, why don't we just take a gamble." Sheng Yaoshan challenged.
"With you?" Ren Yue looked at Sheng Yaoshan contemptuously.
"If I lose, I am willing to offer my ears with bones and flesh!" A cunning flashed in Sheng Yaoshan's eyes.
"Okay! That's what you said! Don't go back on your word!" Ren Yue was stunned, and stretched out his hand to press the jade belt and soft sword on his waist, a sharp flash of light flashed in his eyes.
"Then what if you lose?" Sheng Yaoshan asked happily.
"If I lose, it's up to you to deal with it!" Ren Yue was also straightforward.
"Hey hey hey hey!" Sheng Yaoshan looked up and down Ren Yue who was dressed in white, his skin was as white as snow, his eyes were like stars, his hair was like willows, and his thin lips were slightly parted.
This kid is born with a good appearance, but even a woman is jealous when he sees him.
If it weren't for his unparalleled literary talent and superb swordsmanship, this face alone would really give people an illusion!
"What are you laughing at?" Ren Yue was unhappy.
"Ren San, this is what you said, if you lose, I will do anything!" Sheng Yaoshan confirmed again.
"A word from a gentleman!" Ren Yue said clearly.
"Okay! If you lose, you can put on women's clothes, ride your Yingxue, and flaunt around Xianyang City!" After Sheng Yaoshan finished speaking, he almost burst out laughing.
It seemed that Ren Yue in front of him was already wearing a long dress and an elegant bun, sitting obliquely on Yingxue, his eyes were blurred, which made people feel fascinated.
"You! You are still Wu Kui! Vulgar!" Ren Yue was annoyed, and turned around with a flick of his sleeves.
"Look, you said it yourself. You are willing to bet and admit defeat. Then, if you lose, how about giving Yingxue to me?" Sheng Yaoshan laughed enough, and it took a while for him to regain his composure.
"Okay, it's settled!" Ren Yue turned around again.
At this moment, the two brothers and sisters Wen Ting and Wen Wen are looking at Mr. Song Tao coldly.
"You... how dare you call me a bald old man?" Mr. Songtao was furious.
"Who told you that I'm a child with a yellow mouth?" Wen Ting was not to be outdone.
"Brother Yaoshan, is the child with a yellow mouth full of yellow teeth?" Liu Xian walked over, pulled Sheng Yaoshan's lapel, and asked with his face raised.
"Pfft." Sheng Yaoshan couldn't hold back, and finally laughed out loud.
"That brother is right. Mister is a bald old man. Why is Mister so angry?" Liu Xian turned his head and glanced at Mister Songtao. He continued to raise his face and asked.
"Pfft." This time it was Ren Yue who couldn't hold it back, and smiled like a spring breeze blowing through willow branches.
"What a kid who doesn't know what's good, but he's like that tricky girl, he's really a brother and sister!" Mr. Song Tao said angrily.
"Sir, I respect you sir, don't bully others too much! Don't talk about my sister!" Wen Ting said angrily.
"What a righteous boy, don't you want to be my student? Good! I will test you today. I will let you humiliate yourself! Only then will you know the difference in stupidity!" Mr. Song Tao continued.
"Old man! My brother's knowledge is not boasting. Today I will let you experience what it means to be young and blue!" Wen Rou was not to be outdone.
"Sister!" Wen Ting felt guilty.
"Brother, you are the best. You study hard on weekdays. Today is not an exam. Regardless of success or failure, you should relax and show your best side to the old man!" Gentle encouragement.
"Well, good! With your words, my sister, I will do my best to show my parents face!" Wen Ting nodded, full of confidence!
"Boy, just listen up! I'll say the first sentence. You agree with the next sentence! If you can't answer any sentence, you will lose!" Mr. Songtao said.
"Go ahead and ask questions!" Wen Ting stood up straight without changing his face.
Mr. Song Tao looked up at the faint water shadow in the distance, stroked his beard, and said slowly: "Green water is not worry-free, but the face is wrinkled by the wind."
Wen Ting frowned. Looking at the distant mountains behind the house, there was a snowfall not long ago, and the snow was still vaguely unmelted. Wen Ting was overjoyed and said: "Mount Qi is not old, but it has snow-white heads."
"Brother, you're right!" Although Ruan Rou didn't understand confrontation, she clapped her hands happily when she heard Wen Ting's right.
Sheng Yaoshan's eyes lit up, his heart trembled, this kid can do it! I can't see it, but I have some ability!
The expression in Ren Yue's eyes was disapproving, if he couldn't even match this pair, then why would he be talking about apprenticeship!
"Old man, what's the matter? My brother is right!" Rourou suddenly gained confidence and stepped forward to reprimand.
"Hmph, this is just the beginning!" Mr. Song Tao didn't change his face, and he wasn't surprised by Wen Ting at all.
"Good poetry, great poetry!" The group of people were full of enthusiasm, but they heard a childish voice repeatedly praising.
Ruan hurriedly turned her head, followed the sound of approval, and was just about to answer.
But he saw Liu Xian ran to the barbecue stand by himself at some point, picked up the tenderly prepared Roujiamo, and gnawed on it.
While gnawing on it, he praised, "It's delicious, it's delicious!"
Dare to feel is "delicious!" not "good poetry!"
Wen Ting also saw this scene at the moment, and was inevitably a little disappointed in his heart.
Gentlely pursed his lips and smiled, this Ninth Prince really has a heart-to-heart!
Mr. Songtao shook his head, stroked his beard again and said: "I am a Russian, ride a strange horse, draw a long bow, fight with one weapon, eight kings of qin, lute and pipa, the king is above you."
This is so difficult! Hearing Wen Rou's eyes turned black, what's all this, such a convoluted mouth!
Sheng Yaoshan scratched his head, then smiled, looking at Ren Yue, a trace of provocation flashed in his eyes.
Ren Yue glanced at him, then turned to look directly at Wen Ting, his eyes were sharp!
Wen Ting lowered his head in thought, walked back and forth for a few steps, raised his head sharply, and said with a smile: "You, you are a hypocrite, Qiu Qiuyi, you can take it with your hands, and the ghosts and ghosts are here!"
"Good!" Sheng Yaoshan couldn't help applauding and clapping his hands.
"Brother, you're amazing, you're worthy of such a long time! Next year's Tongsheng will definitely pass the exam!" Rourou stepped forward and jumped up happily.
Mr. Songtao was also taken aback at the moment, this pair was presented to the scholars during the examination, and there was no one who was right at the time, how could this boy get it right in just a few steps? Really a malleable talent
"Good poetry, good poetry!" It was that immature voice again.
Gentle glanced over again, Liu Xian's face was covered with bacon juice, and he dared to say "delicious!"