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Everyone was still covered in mud, and they were pulled out of the mud in a daze. One by one, with black faces, they were escorted to the academy.

Whenever there is an entanglement between the two academies, it is resolved privately. Unless there is an irreversible event that alarms the imperial court.

In addition to the guards who helped set up the field, a total of more than 90 students participated. Half of each of the Bunshu and Martial Arts Academy. At this time, he walked on the street with a muddy face, and his feet took one step at a time.

Those martial arts academy students who wiped their faces were a little regretful, and when they saw the people pointing and pointing, they suddenly despised their IQ a little.

At this moment, I finally understood the meaning of those guys swaggering through the market with a muddy face. Nima, I can't see my face clearly!!

No wonder when they washed their faces, those guys still helped fetch water, so they handed the towels and took action themselves.

I don't read much, don't lie to me!

The academy and the martial arts academy are almost all on the same street, and there is a special student street in Beijing. But all the famous academies are among them.

Dean Xie's Jinxian Academy is a folk academy, and it is the most chosen by the middle and lower classes of the people in the south.

Most of the sons in Beijing are studying in Guozijian. Many of them are descendants of princes and nobles, not so much to choose the prince of the country, but to be an opportunity for everyone to gather future collaborators.

The threshold for entering the gate is extremely high. And it's not just that you have money and power to get on. This dean was personally appointed by each emperor. Even most people have never seen their real faces.

Every student of Guozijian is personally asked by Guozijian Sacrificial Wine, and they can only enter after passing the test. It's a lot stricter than in previous years.

As long as the children in Beijing are seven years old, they will have a chance.

Those who enter it are all the best among them.

"I also said that the students of this country are not eating fireworks in the world, but now that I see it, I feel a lot closer. It's like a monkey kid at home. The owner of the dim sum shop next to him said.

"Monkey child, you dare to hit you. Someone teased, and everyone laughed.

Looking at the mud monkeys all over the street, I felt a little happy.

In the tea shop, a young man in white twisted peanut grains, looked at the muddy man, and actually hooked his lips and smiled.

But looking at the little girl who fell on her tail behind her, she was suddenly stunned.

With a snort, a sip of tea squirted out. Then he coughed sharply and smiled.

The corners of his mouth couldn't stop smiling.

I saw that Ye Shizhou's little girl was holding a money bag with both hands, and a circle full of money bags hanging around her waist, the waist pole was stiff, if it wasn't for her strength, it was estimated that she would have to hang and bend over. The whole child hangs at the end like a good money boy.

Even if it's hung on the tail, no one around her can be seen. Those students of the Wenwu Academy didn't dare to approach her for half a minute. It's really weird.

"Xiao Er, collect tea money. The man in white threw a piece of loose silver and put it on the table, and walked towards the clay man.

Guozijian is in the middle of Xuezi Street, quite a distance from Jinxian Academy. I think Dean Xie also has to avoid his edge.

Outside the student street, there were people everywhere. Everyone wants to see the excitement of these heavenly pride.

"Everybody came in with me. Go and invite the president of the martial arts academy to judge justice. said that the students on both sides had a group fight. Let him hurry up. There was already a master waiting at the door, and he hurriedly asked someone to invite the dean of the martial arts academy to come over.

Everyone knows that the priest of the country is a ghost, and he doesn't see anyone and doesn't see the end.

Ye Shizhou was hanging in the back of the car, and no one stopped her at the gate of the academy, and the gate of Guozijian was closed in front of everyone.

After a while, the back door opened. The man in the teahouse sneaked in, full of his addiction to watching the play.

The guards all stood outside the gate of Guozijian Jixian, and stood for a moment of clay figures.

After entering the second Taixue Gate of Guozijian, a group of people were taken to Jingyi Pavilion.

A group of more than 90 people stood in the courtyard, and they stood in a row.

Guozijian Siye and the dean of the Martial Academy had already rushed over at this time, looking at the group of people on the ground in amazement.

Even held his forehead several times, but the teacup in his hand was not stable.

In previous years, it was not without disputes, but it was the first time that such a big fight was made now. What's more, looking at the degree of hanging in the martial arts academy, it seems that it is not light.

"Who won?" said Guozijian Si Ye abruptly.

There was a moment of silence.

The students of Guozijian looked at Si Ye with a dark face, and Si Ye seemed to have just reacted, touching his nose and feeling a little embarrassed.

The old man in the martial arts courtyard blew his beard and stared. Not to mention, splitting the head and covering the face is a scolding.

"Look at your bear-like appearance, it's not shameful to fight! The students of the martial arts academy are doing the right thing, and it is not a scandal to learn from each other! You actually lost to a group of scholars?" The dean of the martial arts academy blushed and had a thick neck, and he almost pointed at the people below and said that he looked down on you.

The civil and military factions complement each other, and it stands to reason that there is no difference, but in recent years, they have wanted to distinguish each other. On weekdays, I often learn from each other.

It's extremely appropriate to love and kill each other.

"What does this mean, Dean? What if you are beaten by the people of the academy? This shows that our academy is already stronger than you!" Si Ye slapped the table, a little dissatisfied.

Seeing that the two were about to make trouble again, the eunuch hurriedly pulled the two apart.

This Wenwu Academy has a lot of contact, but the relationship is not as incompatible as the rumors outside. Actually, there is some connection in private.

The two men took a sip of tea and swallowed their anger.

"Tell me, what is the so-called matter this time? It is actually the courage of an ambitious leopard, and you still dare to fight in a group? Where is the Wenwu Academy? How can the world guess? If you want to fight, you can't find a place where no one is around?" asked the dean of the Martial Arts Academy.

The crowd lowered their eyes and was silent. The corners of the clothes were dripping down with muddy water. Mudslides are formed.

They all kept their heads down and kept silent.

What do you say? Just say that there are too many people, and it's not interesting to howl? If there are too many people, you want to do something?

If someone provokes someone beforehand, no one cares.

It's one thing to provoke, but it's an indisputable fact that you really want to fight.

Seeing a group of people bowing their heads and not saying a word, the dean of the Martial Arts Academy was furious.

"If you dare to do it, you will fight it. How did I teach you?Don't you dare to open your mouth??!" The Dean was a little angry.

The people below looked at him blankly, numb, is it embarrassing to say it? Moreover, you will regret it!

"Tell me straight, who threw people into the mud. I'm curious, and I'm stuck in the mud, but I don't know you still have the strength to do it. Tell me, whoever did it, the dean will be rewarded!" the dean slapped the table.

Strength can collectively sink people into the mud, and those who read do not have such courage. The dean of the martial arts academy intuitively thought that it was his own people's doing.

Si Ye's face was a little dark.

The future princes and ministers were all thrown into the mud, and this plan was lost. In the future, he will be a very human minister, and he will also be a black spot.

Ben is still waiting to receive waves of ridicule. But no, those students' faces were even darker.

Martial arts students, especially black. (To be continued.) )