Mu Yang was very happy after bumping into Wen Yantong's carriage, jumped off the carriage and shouted, "Your carriage is too rough, the wheels will crack if you hit it lightly, replace it with a new one. "
Wen Yantong said angrily, "This is the new one I bought!"
Mu Yang clicked his tongue twice, and concluded, "You've lost money."
Wen Yantong had no choice but to climb down from the car. Fortunately, he had already reached the gate of the academy, so he asked his servants to carry the package on their backs and go to the academy together.
Although Wen Yantong has a house in Chaoge, it is troublesome to apply for an entry and exit badge in the academy, so it is more convenient to continue living in the academy.
Mu Yang looked very happy, following Wen Yantong's side, he kept talking, "You had a fever on the way back, I was actually worried about your illness, now it looks like you're getting better."
Wen Yantong nodded.
Mu Yang suddenly patted her on the back, "Your body is too weak, you must be lazy on weekdays, if you don't exercise frequently, a little bit of wind can blow you down."
Wen Yantong staggered when he was photographed, and glared at him, "I'm a literati, do you think I'm as big and three rough as you?"
"Literati?" Mu Yang seemed to have heard a big joke, "The one who dozed off in class is not you, I thought about it, you didn't sleep less than me, why are you just a literati, and I'm just a slob ?”
Wen Yantong said, "This statement is not good. Although I often doze off, I have more ink in my stomach than you. This is a talent that you can't learn."
Mu Yang pouted, "Nonsense."
Wen Yantong sighed, "It's too tiring to talk to a mortal like you."
Mu Yang didn't follow her, and confronted her again, "When Master Li punished us for the article, why didn't you tell Master Li that you had a lot of ink in your stomach?"
"My name is Lian Feng Mang, what do you know!" Wen Yantong said.
Mu Yang said that he couldn't justify Wen Yantong, and after a few arguments, he lost the upper hand and shouted, "Wen Yantong, wait for me, I will find a notary to say something fair!"
Wen Yantong shrugged and made a gesture of invitation, "Go, go."
Mu Yang's nose was crooked in anger, and he walked ahead in two big strides, secretly thinking that I will go now.
In the end, he was in a hurry to go to class, so Mu Yang returned to school obediently. Li Boyuan's plain text was the first lesson, and Mu Yang didn't listen to what he said, and was always looking for someone to speak fair.
Originally Chi Jingxi was the best candidate.
But he recently discovered that Chi Jingxi's treatment of Wen Yantong was quite different from before. He used to see Wen Yantong with a disgusted look on his brows, with a cripple on the left and a trash on the right.
But now seeing Wen Yantong, his eyes are full of smiles, and his speech is not difficult to detect with softness.
His brother Xi has long been bewildered by Wen Yantong!
So Chi Jingxi is not suitable, so who is it, Cheng Xin
He didn't have much contact with Wen Yantong, and Wen Yantong could use this reason to argue at that time, so she is not suitable either.
Mu Yang thought about it, and the more he thought about it, the more worried he became, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
Li Boyuan found out, glanced at him, stopped his lecture, and said in a deep voice, "Mu Yang."
Mu Yang regained consciousness instantly, looked at Li Boyuan, stood up and replied, "Master."
Li Boyuan said, "Where did I just say?"
Where did Mu Yang go? He scratched the back of his head, unable to answer anything.
Li Boyuan let out a long sigh. He had watched Mu Yang grow up, and he remembered that when General Mu sent little Mu Yang to study under him, that was the real headache.
Little Mu Yang didn't care about studying, and he often made troubles, and had all sorts of tricks, and he wasn't afraid of being beaten or scolded. It was really hard to discipline.
Li Boyuan gave up in the end, secretly thinking that Mu Yuan had been a soldier for half his life, and was illiterate before, so he could still guard his family and defend the country. The tiger father has no dogs and sons, and Mu Yang thinks he is not suitable for studying.
He waved his hand and told Mu Yang to sit down, "At least listen."
Mu Yang nodded blankly.
After Li Boyuan's class was over, before leaving, he said, "As usual, there will be an introductory test in two days. You should prepare well. If anyone fails to meet my standards, don't blame me for punishing you for copying articles."
There was a low wailing, but because of Li Boyuan's majesty, he didn't dare to make it too obvious.
But Mu Yang, who always had a headache when taking exams, turned his head and said to Wen Yantong, "I have a solution!"
Wen Yantong looked at him inexplicably, "What?"
Mu Yang said, "Didn't you say that you are full of ink this morning? Then let's compete in the opening test. If you do better than me, I will admit that you are a literati."
Wen Yantong couldn't understand, "Why should I get your approval?"
Mu Yang felt that he was insulted by Wen Yantong, and immediately slapped the table loudly, "What do you mean?! What do you mean! Are you looking down on me?"
Fu Zixian was taken aback, "Master Mu... don't worry, Wen Yantong probably didn't mean that."
Wen Yantong said with a headache, "Don't shoot, don't shoot, don't you think your hands hurt?"
Mu Yang said, "Then you are afraid. I know you have always thought that I am stupid and can't study, so you think that if you lose to me, you will be ashamed and dare not fight."
Wen Yantong was amused, "I lost to a person who can't even tell the difference between glaze and interpretation? How is it possible?"
When Mu Yang heard her talking about this, he blushed and yelled, "Didn't you say it's better not to mention it?! And it's not that I can't tell the difference, it's just that someone wrote those two words too similarly that time! "
Wen Yantong said, "Okay, okay, whatever you say is what you say."
"Then you agreed to compete with me." Mu Yang crossed his arms and lifted his chin a little arrogantly. This person only faded his naive face when he spoke harshly, showing a little dandyism, "If you lose, you can get his golden nanmu ink pen from Brother Xi."
Wen Yantong was stunned for a moment, and said in shock, "It turns out that this is your purpose after you've been messing around for a long time! You just want to ask for it yourself, so what do you want me to do?"
Mu Yang pursed his lips, of course he would not tell Wen Yantong that he would have passed 800 times long ago, but Chi Jingxi felt that giving it to him would be a waste, so he never gave it to him.
He said, "Since it's a competition, there should be a bet, right?"
Wen Yantong said, "Then you should make a decent bet, why are you still thinking about the things of the young master, why should I ask him for it?"
Mu Yang raised his head, "Then I don't care, you can find a way yourself."
Wen Yantong himself felt something was wrong after talking about it, but Mu Yang, who started to doze off after reading a book, how could he beat her
Anyway, she also went to high school, and she has memorized three hundred Tang poems!
Wen Yantong patted the table and said, "Then what would you say if I win?"
Mu Yang shook his finger and said to himself, "You can't win."
Wen Yantong wanted to hit him on the head when he saw the look on his face that he didn't want to be beaten. He endured it and said, "Then you also have to promise me a request. I haven't thought about it for now, and I'll tell you when I win."
Mu Yang sneered, paused for a moment and then popped out two words, "Dream!"
Wen Yantong endured it for a long time before he resisted punching.
The bet between the two was settled in this way. Fu Zixian, who had witnessed the whole process, was stunned for a while, and then said, "Why do you do this? It's just a test for the opening of the class. What's the point?"
Mu Yang said, "Don't talk, this is a battle of dignity between me and Wen Yantong!"
Fu Zixian silently closed his mouth.
In fact, he felt that there was really no comparison between Wen Yantong and Mu Yang. When the two of them were in class, one nodded like a chicken sucking rice, and the other drool could make the elder grow longer.
But based on the current state of the two of them, Fu Zixian still silently concealed these thoughts.
In the martial arts class that afternoon, both of them arrived at Zitang early, waiting for Chi Jingxi and Cheng Xin to come.
Chi Jingxi hadn't seen Yantong for a few days, and when she saw her stretching her neck, she couldn't help but look amiable, and said in a low voice, "Is the wind and cold better?"
Wen Yantong said, "It's been a long time ago, I don't know what you are busy with these few days, and there is no one around."
There was some small complaint unconsciously in the words, and when Chi Jingxi moved his eyes, a smile climbed up his handsome eyebrows, and said, "I'm done with the affairs in the palace."
After Wen Yantong said a few words, seeing Mu Yang chattering to Cheng Xin over there, he couldn't help but think of what happened in the morning, and said, "Young Master, don't you have anything to do recently?"
Seeing that she seemed to be asking for something, Chi Jingxi raised his eyebrows slightly, "What's the matter?"
Wen Yantong gritted his teeth and said, "Mu Xingyi wants to compete with me in the class test, I'm so mad."
Chi Jingxi also looked at her in surprise, and then said softly, "It's not necessary."
Wen Yantong clicked his tongue, "Indeed, but this person doesn't know the heights of the heavens and the earth, and insists on competing with me. I must frustrate him."
Chi Jingxi couldn't help but chuckled, "What do you want?"
"If you are fine these days, can you teach me how to write articles?" Wen Yantong whispered further.
Chi Jingxi looked down at her.
"One hour a day...or half an hour is fine." Wen Yantong said, "I'm still not good at writing articles, but I don't want to lose to him."
Chi Jingxi nodded, "Yes."
"Can you make time?" Wen Yantong's eyes were filled with hope.
Chi Jingxi said, "Yes, there is a lot of time."
Wen Yantong smiled happily, the ends of his eyes and brows were full of small smiles, he thought to himself, Mu Yang, why don't you obediently lose to me? !
Unexpectedly, Fu Zixian who was at the side heard the conversation between the two, and found a time to talk to Mu Yang alone, "Can I live in the General's Mansion these few days?"
Mu Yang was overwhelmed by the sudden surprise, grabbed Fu Zi and said, "What did you say, say it again?"
Fu Zixian said, "Seeing that the test is about to take place, I want to teach you how to write an essay."
Wen Yantong is taught by the young master, and Mu Yang also needs someone to guide him, so it is only fair.
When Mu Yang heard this, he immediately said, "That's not necessary, you can stay in the General's Mansion as long as you want, just teach articles."
"Why?" Fu Zixian was puzzled.
Mu Yang smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "I don't know your level yet? If the article is well written, why should I be assigned to Ding Liutang?"
Fu Zixian was stunned, and then said, "But my father is the prime minister,"
"So what?" Mu Yang interrupted indifferently, "Don't worry so much, I will definitely win Wen Yantong, let's practice archery."
After finishing speaking, he couldn't wait to grab the bow and go to practice arrows. Fu Zixian paused, and then slowly said the second half of the sentence, "The number one scholar back then..."
The author has something to say: Wen Yantong: Today is also the day I want to smash Mu Yang's head.
Mu Yang: Today is also an elated day!
Chi Kyung-hee: Today is the day to see the little cripple.
Fu Zixian: Today is a day to clear up misunderstandings.
Cheng Xin: Today is a day when I did not play.