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In the academy, not only do you have to study the Four Books and Five Classics, which gave Liu Mu a headache, but you also sometimes listen to the old monks' lectures on Buddhism and practice Zen.People like Liu Mu who don't know anything about reading but like to make trouble in class are often punished by their master to sweep the yard.

Liu Mu took the big broom and stroked it repeatedly on the ground, "The first sweep, Feng Lanmag was struck by lightning, the second sweep, the sweeping temperature was so warm that people killed himself, the third sweep, the sweeping Feng Lanmag turned into a donkey , The fourth sweep, you two have no sluts." Liu Mu was muttering, when he heard footsteps, he looked up and saw a young man stepping into the arch, walking and then stopping to look around, as if he didn't know where to go.The little boy was handsome and looked refined. He was wearing a white Confucian shirt, with a Confucian scarf on his head, and a cage on his back. His big eyes were very energetic, and he was white and clean, with fine skin and tender flesh.

Willow asked, "Are you lost?"

The young master nodded, and Liu Mu said, "You also came here to study?"

The little boy nodded again.

Liu Mu said again, "Why are you here so late?"

"I was delayed by illness on the way, so I came late." There seemed to be a hint of immature man's innocence in the tone.

Liu Mu nodded and smiled, "I thought you couldn't speak just now. I also thought, it would be a pity if such a handsome young master is dumb."

The young master also smiled awkwardly, and Liu Mu said again, "Go to Master Jiekong's Buddhist monastery over there, you can go find him."

The Jiekong that Liu Mu mentioned was a monk from Jiezi's generation in the monastery, he was serious and strict, and he was in charge of disciplining these students on weekdays.

A total of about 100 people came to the academy this time, most of them are young masters who can write poems and paintings, and of course Liu Mu is definitely an exception.

Everyone presented calligraphy one after another, pretending to compliment each other, talking about poetry for a while, and poetry for a while, and Liu Mu became an outsider without a doubt.

Feng Langqu took Yu Wanran's poems and praised, "Brother Yu Lin is so talented, I really admire Feng."

Yu Wanran said, "Brother Feng has won the award, I just read a few books casually."

Feng Langqu laughed and said, "Just a few random books are enough. If Brother Yu reads them seriously, wouldn't there be no place for us people to gain a foothold? I'm afraid the academicians of the Imperial Academy will be far behind." .”

Liu Mu snorted disdainfully, threw away the folding fan, and while fanning the fan slowly, said, "Feng Lanzhu, Feng Lanmaggot, you talk like an old hen, you can't do without everything!" After finishing speaking, he looked at it again. Looking at Yu Wanran, she smiled and said, "Cousin, how is my doggerel doing? Can you hold the rhyme?"

Yu Wanran smiled and said, "When did you learn to write doggerel?"

Liu Mu said, "Now that I'm at the Academy, I naturally have to learn a thing or two."

Based on the principle of maintaining his image, Feng Langqu only smiled and said, "Brother Liu behaves and talks in a unique way, and the family background of merchants is really different."

Suddenly Wen Siren laughed, "Ha, Brother Liu's handwriting is really special..." Wen Siren laughed and lifted the paper on the willow table.

Yu Wanran couldn't help frowning, Liu Mu said nonchalantly, "The words are just a bit ugly, as for being so happy, you look like a dead mother."

Wen Siren chuckled disdainfully, "Abbot Ben Ji is really easy to talk to. It's really stupid to let some illiterate people come here to insult the reputation of the academy with just a few taels of sesame oil."

"I don't have any ink in my chest?" Liu Mu looked at Wen Siren.

Wen Siren smiled and said, "Yes, as the saying goes, if a person is truly illiterate, then he will be unable to move an inch. It is useless to live in this world. Instead, he will become a moth that endangers the people."

"Oh..." Liu Mu smiled, picked up the inkstone on the table and threw it at Wen Siren, Wen Siren looked at the ink on his chest and shouted, "Liu Mu, what are you doing!"

"Didn't you say that people with no ink would have trouble walking? So I will pour more ink on your chest, so that you can run farther. If you can run to the palace of the king of hell, then I will tell you for me Greetings from the eighteen generations of our ancestors." After speaking, many people around laughed.

"You!" Wen Siren raised his fist.

Feng Langqu grabbed Wen Siren, "Siren, a gentleman uses his words but not his hands, don't be as knowledgeable as this vulgar person."

"Hmph!" Wen Siren gritted his teeth, retracted his fist again, and said with his hands behind his back, "Of course I don't have the same knowledge as this kind of person."

Liu Mu nodded and smiled, and slapped Feng Langqu on the head, "Brother Feng is a gentleman," and then slapped again, "I really admire you!" After speaking, he slapped Feng Langqu again, "And I am so impressed." !"

A person next to him said, "Brother Liu, you have five bodies thrown to the ground." The person who spoke had sharp edges and a pair of sword eyebrows. If Feng Langqu was considered elegant, then this person was more heroic.

Liu Mu slapped Feng Langqu again, and said, "I admire him so much," another slap, "I can no longer express my inner admiration!"

Feng Langqu clenched his fists tightly, his face turned blue and red, and he gritted his teeth and looked at Liu Mu. Seeing that the other party seemed to be having a fit, Liu Mu cupped his fists and bowed deeply, and said with a smile, "After my tests, Brother Feng is indeed a modest gentleman." , It really is a gentleman who speaks but does not move! Liu Mu admires him more than ten times! I have offended you just now, and I hope you will not be offended, Brother Feng."

The corners of Feng Langqu's mouth twitched slightly, but he still smiled and said, "I have studied the books of sages since I was a child, and practiced the way of sages, how could I have the same knowledge as an illiterate vulgar like Brother Liu?"

Liu Mu turned around, but saw that Jie Kong had come in at some time, standing behind him and glaring at him, beside Jie Kong was standing a young master, who was the one who lost his way in the morning.

Liu Mu clasped his hands together with a smile and bowed to Jiekong, "Master Jiekong."

Jie Kong glared at Liu Mu, and said to everyone, "This is a new student from the academy."

The little boy clasped his fists and said, "I'm under Zeng Qing, and I need all my classmates to take care of me in the future."

Jie Kong said to Liu Mu, "There is only one room left in your other courtyard. You will take Zeng Qing there in a while and help him tidy up the room."

Liu Mu nodded, "I know Master Jiekong."

Yu Wanran looked at Zeng Qing, and felt that this person looked a little weird. She had a suspicion in her heart, but she was not sure.

After Jiekong left, Wen Siren walked towards Zeng Qing enthusiastically with a piece of ink on his chest, as if nothing happened just now, and said, "Mr. Zeng's accent sounds like he came from the capital. I wonder if Mr. Zeng Who does it belong to?"

Zeng Qing cleared his throat and said, "My father is not a court official, but a businessman. The abbot asked me to study here because he donated 1000 taels of sesame oil. This is the first time I have left home, and I hope you brothers will take care of me."

Wen Siren changed his enthusiastic attitude, and said disdainfully, "It's from a merchant family again. Let's go, cousin, let's go to study."

Feng Langqu still said humbly, "I'm going to review the book first, and I will discuss knowledge with Zeng when I have the opportunity in the future."

Zeng Qing thought to himself, the two brothers are really thick-skinned, they were just splashed with ink and beaten up, and they came here to talk to strangers without even going back to change their clothes, so rude.

Seeing Zeng Qing's handsome appearance, Liu Mu liked it very much. For a while, he showed his nature of being a big brother. Liu Mu put his arms around Zeng Qing's shoulders, "Brother Zeng, I will take you to your wing." After speaking, he put his arms around Zeng Qingchao Kaye to the courtyard.

"Brother Zeng, you don't need to be as knowledgeable as the two of them. Those two little white faces just look down on others. Just because I am an official, I think I am better than others. Seeing how honest you are, follow me in the future. Whoever is If you bully you, I will stand up for you." Liu Mu pushed open a side room, "This is your room."

Zeng Qing took out the books in the package and asked, "I wonder which big brother Liu belongs to."

"Actually, I'm not from an official family."

"Then he must be a talented scholar from the village?" The scene where Liu Mu played tricks on Feng Langqu and his brothers just happened to be seen by Zeng Qing, thinking that this person is so witty, so he must not be an ordinary person.

Liu Mu picked up a book with a smile, "I'm not afraid that you will laugh at me. In fact, what I hate the most is reading. I don't know a lot of Chinese characters, and I can't memorize a few written poems. With all your books, there isn't a single book." I read it. Fortunately, my name is relatively simple, or I’m afraid I can’t even write my name. My father knew Abbot Benji, and he donated some sesame oil money, so he walked in through the back door. "Brother Zeng, you won't look down on such an uneducated vulgar person like me."

Zeng Qing said, "How could it be? I, Zeng Qing, like Brother Liu the most straightforward people. Especially Brother Liu, you just taught Feng Langqu and Wen Siren a lesson. It's fun to watch!"

Liu Mu smiled triumphantly, "I don't like their kind of crows the most..."

"What kind of crow?" Zeng Qing was confused by Liu Mu's words.

"Ah... I can't remember that word either. It seems that I just read a few broken books and pretended to be very elegant... It seems to mean that..."

Zeng Qing smiled and said, "Oh, brother Liu is talking about arty?"

Liu Mu nodded again and again, "That's right, that's right. I don't like their arty looks the most. Based on the fact that I have read a few broken books, I always feel that I am superior to others. I feel sick to my stomach.”

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