A small peasant girl who traveled through time and space picked up a war god prince

Fang Qingyu's words made some of his classmates look at him strangely. Most of the students in this academy were from farming families, with few descendants of small businessmen or officials. His question, "How can you peasants be qualified to study in the same academy as me?" offended almost all of his classmates.

Dean Zou couldn't stand it any longer. He pointed at Fang Qingyu and said, "How can you be so arrogant, student? Where are your manners? Where have you learned about etiquette and integrity? Where have you learned the teachings of Confucius and Mencius? Is this what your teachers at school taught you? You are truly stubborn and recalcitrant."

Fang Qingyu, seeing Dean Zou's disrespect for him, glared at him with a sidelong glance. "I was thinking, 'You old bastard, who do you think you are? You dare to go against the people in the Prime Minister's Mansion and not even give them face?' I'll go home and write a letter to the Prime Minister's Mansion and see how I can deal with you, you old bastard. I'll make sure your academy can't continue to operate. You dare to go against the Fang family? I'll see if the Prime Minister's Mansion will skin you alive."

Dean Zou observed his unconvinced expression, his eyes darting around. He clearly possessed an unstable mind and ulterior motives. "Hmph, he's not motivated, and he's jealous of others' talents. He actually thought of using his half-baked knowledge to suppress others, mocking their half-bakedness. What a joke! Today, I'll teach him a lesson, and let him know that there are always people who are better than you.

I said to the other students, "It's okay to compete. I'll be the referee. We'll make friends through literature, and we'll stop when we're done."

Fang Qingyu didn't appreciate it and said sarcastically, "If you want to compete, there should be some prizes, right? It's so boring to compete like this."

Dean Zou looked at Fang Qingyu and said, "You are a student. We are discussing academic matters with our classmates. How can you use them for gambling and violence?"

Fang Qingyu said, "I've always been fair. Competitions must have a prize." "I won't make things difficult for him. If I win, I'll have him, him, and his three other scoundrels get out of this school. Don't let his earthy air pollute the sacred grounds of the academy." Bai Qingyuan saw how aggressive he was, and neither his uncle nor his aunt could tolerate it.

So he asked him, what if you lose! Fang Qingyu said confidently, how could this young master lose? This young master started learning at the age of five, entered school at the age of seven, and has been studying for more than ten years now. How could I be inferior to you, a student who has only been in school for a few months? Hahaha, what a joke, don’t you think? Fang Qingyu looked at the second-generation rich people with him. Turning around, he continued, just say, do you dare to agree?

Bai Qingyuan, if I agree to your conditions, you have to agree to mine, otherwise why should I compete with you.

Bai Qingyuan, just tell me whether you agree or not!

Okay, if you win, I will also get out of this academy.

Haha, those people who followed Fang Qingyu to curry favor with him laughed together, it was really hilarious.

Student A, you are a peasant who has only been studying for a few months, and you are actually comparing yourself with the well-read Mr. Fang. It is really a big joke.

Some rich young men and Fang Qingyu laughed continuously, mockingly and sarcastically.

Student B, haha, you are so stupid.

Student Zhang, haha, "Bai Qingyuan, you are such a mediocre talent, how can you stand shoulder to shoulder with my generation? It's better for you to go home and farm as soon as possible, so that you can save some face, haha, haha.

Student Han said, "Bai Qingyuan, this is not worthy of being called an article? It's just a piece of waste paper, not even as useful as the toilet paper at home!"

Bai Qingyuan ignored all the dirty talk and said, "If you lose, not only will you be kicked out of the academy, but you will also have to apologize to all the poor students in the academy."

Fang Qingyu, you peasants are unworthy of my apology. Who do you think you are? Let me tell you, I am the cousin of Prime Minister Fang. How can you, the humblest of us, compare to me?

That’s right, that’s right, hahaha, hahaha, hahaha. Those rich kids surrounded Fang Qingyu and found a place to sit down.

Liu Yanchen and several people close to Bai Qingyuan said, "Uncle Fang, we will be your backup." Fang Qingyu was so shameless and arrogant that several students from poor families were also dissatisfied.

Bai Qingyuan nodded, then turned around and saluted the dean as a student, "Teacher, please set the questions!"

Fang Qingyu said, "That won't do. How can the dean do this alone? We need to find a few more witnesses! Why not call the teacher and the other students as well? Let's compete openly, what do you say?" Bai, my classmate. Fang Qingyu looked at Bai Qingyuan provocatively.

Bai Qingyuan, do whatever you want.

Dean Zou, then go to the classroom and call everyone in. Let's start with simple couplets, and then we can move on to poetry.

Everyone agreed and turned to walk towards the classroom.

Dean Zou brought Fang Qingyu, Bai Qingyuan, and a group of people to the large classroom. At the same time, the other college leaders and students invited by Fang Qingyu also arrived. Some people watched, and it was quite impressive. When everyone arrived in the auditorium, Fang Qingyu gave Bai Qingyuan a smug look. What do you think? There's still time to back off now, kid, or you'll get slapped in the face later. Bai Qingyuan looked at Fang Qingyu as if he were an idiot.

Bai Qingyuan, since I agreed to the bet, how can I admit defeat before I've done anything? I, Bai Qingyuan, am not that spineless.

Fang Qingyu got angry when he saw Bai Qingyuan's composure. He, a dignified young master of the Fang family, was actually outdone by a peasant. Fang Qingyu was originally angry at Bai Qingyuan. He always wanted to push him down. Ever since Bai Qingyuan and his son entered the academy, all the teachers and professors praised them. What made him even more angry was that Bai Qingyuan always looked so cold, aloof, and nonchalant. Seeing him like this made him angry. He was always like that, as if his emotions were stable and nothing could bring him down.

Bai Qingyuan murmured inwardly, "If not, how can I protect myself? I'm from a farming family. I wanted to keep a low profile and wait for the end of the scientific expedition in peace. Alas, some people just want to make trouble for you..."

Several leading figures in the academy were also summoned. With these important figures all present, the scene suddenly became more spectacular. Even Bai Qingbai, a successful candidate in the imperial examination, was among them.

Dean Zou raised his hands and pressed them down. The competition was divided into three rounds. In the first round, Fang Qingyu and Bai Qingyuan asked each other questions.

In the second round, students will ask questions. Each person will have ten questions, and the one who answers the most correctly will win.

In the third round, the dean, vice-dean, and teacher each ask a question, and two people compete to answer. The one with more correct answers wins.

Okay, let’s start now.

Fang Qingyu said confidently, "I'll go first. First couplet: 'The bamboo shadows sway, the breeze blows, the moon shines on the study in silence.'"

Bai Qingyuan was not in a hurry, and responded with "The fragrance of ink is everywhere, the brush moves like a dragon, and the poem is completed and the calligraphy moves the whole capital."

Fang Qingyu didn't expect Bai Qingyuan's second line to be so exquisite. He was shocked, but unwilling to be outdone, he made another line: "The mountains and rivers are picturesque, the talented men and beautiful women, who can walk alone on the road to success?"

Bai Qingyuan smiled and said, "The world is my chessboard, all living beings are my chess pieces, I hold my sword in my hand and laugh at the sky."

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