Shangyu City is close to the mountains and rivers, since ancient times it is the treasure land of Zhongliu Yuxiu, everyone is good at reading, and the hand does not release the volume. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info and the academy located in the western suburbs has the reputation of "the sound of reading in Ningshan, and the sound of walking with the wind".

Today, the saint is cruising south, passing through Shangyu to Ningshan Academy to inscribe, which is even more famous, and people who want to come to study every year can be called a sea of people.

In the case of more monks and less porridge, the scholar family has become a threshold for whether or not they can enter Ningshan Academy to study.

Although the two of them walked all the way, Xu Shaozhen didn't ask anything from Mo Cang's mouth, and seeing that he would arrive at the academy in another day's itinerary, he couldn't help but ask bluntly again.

"Zixian, do you have a post?"

This worship post is generally transcribed by the father and brother of the family, and it is also stamped with a private seal, saying that it is a worship post, but in fact it is just a proof of identity.

This is already a tacit thing for everyone.

Mo Cang had a letter of recommendation written to her by her master's father, asking her to take it to the mountain chief after she arrived at the academy.

Hearing Xu Shaozhen ask, she guessed that it was this thing, but she just nodded, only saying yes, and nothing else.

Xu Shaozhen didn't want to be bored, he had long been familiar with this Mo Zixian's temperament along the way, and he was a little casual and casual, like a child. But at the age of thirteen, he is indeed a child who has just grown up.

Before Mo Canglin went out, Mo Juzi specially told her, it can be said that everything is very detailed, and naturally it is indispensable to explain the worship post and not show it to others.

He knew very well that he grew up in the mountains as a little apprentice, and he had never seen any bends and curves, and all the brothers and sisters were extremely painful, and only one Xiwei didn't like her, but it was also because of everyone's face, but he was a little colder, and he never felt sorry for Mo Cang.

The simplicity of her mind was one of the reasons why he wanted her to go down the mountain to practice, and the other was to grow her knowledge.

Mo Cang didn't know anything about Mo Juzi's idea, she only knew that the master let her study. Therefore, from time to time, everyone goes on outings or goes to the kite and bows, and she just recites the four books and five classics in the academy.

There are many people in Ningshan Academy who want to gain fame from the official examination, but there are also many sons and brothers who fish in troubled waters, among which Ma Wen is the highest.

After school this day, Mo Cang went to the dormitory where he stayed alone, because it was the Flower Dynasty Festival, the students all changed their clothes and went to the city in groups to catch the night market, so the road was calm.

She was thinking about the lesson Zhuang Zhou that Du Fuzi taught during class, but she found that she was blocked by a wall of flesh.

When I looked up, it was Marven's scholar Liujiu. Behind him, there was a group of little scholars pointing and laughing, and their faces were very ill-intentioned.

Mo Cang didn't want to cause trouble, so he turned around in a good temper. She remembered that from the end of the school, there was a road leading to the small bamboo forest.

But she never thought that Liujiu was one step ahead of her, and went around in front of her.

"What does this brother want?"

As soon as Mo Cang's words came out, a group of scholars were stunned at first, and then they broke out with a "coaxing" sound of ridicule, and one of them also pinched his nose and imitated her in a strange tone.

"Mo Gongzi is really the Langjun of a big family, and he even speaks so literately!" Liujiu's eyes were very disdainful: "But, Master Mo, I really don't understand what kind of fish and duck you are." ”

Mo Cang glanced at him, this man was tall and fat, as strong as a cow, and his small body would definitely not be able to beat him.

"I mean, can you get out of the way, I'll be fine."

Liujiu looked surprised: "Master Mo, this road is everyone's, if you can walk, I can't go in Liujiu?" ”

Mo Cangqiang resisted the urge to slap him on his fat face, and said with a smile: "Naturally, you can go!" There's no distinction between dignity and inferiority in this walk, but well, I just don't know if you've ever heard a word......"

Sixty-nine only when this thin and weak one is a persimmon that is easy to handle, he subconsciously said: "What words? ”

"Good dogs don't get in the way!"

"You, you poor and sour, you don't know how you can enter the academy to study, and you dare to say that I am a dog!" Liujiu stomped his feet, pointed at Mo Cang angrily, and beckoned to a group of scholars: "Come on, brother, today ask Mo Gongzi to see how many eyes this prince has now!" ”

Marven came to Ningshan Academy from Beijing, and the Beijing officials are always much more majestic than the local ones, and they are usually generous, so there are many people who are stammered among the students.

This scholar is naturally the master who is good with whom, so he followed to the private friendship of that family. A group of onlookers were a little angry, and rushed forward after listening to Liujiu's shout, and some were afraid of causing trouble, so they sneaked away.

Although Mo Cang learned boxing and foot kung fu from his master, he was lazy because he was not good at learning skills on weekdays, and he was also inferior to such people for a while, and he was beaten for some reason.

These scholars are also brainy, and they don't hit people in the face, for fear of being seen by others, and they only greet her with punches and kicks.

Mo Cang could bear it, he was beaten and curled up on the ground, and blood was spit out of his mouth, but he didn't say a word, and he didn't even shed a tear.

This kind of thing, she has long known who tears are useful for and who is not.

The person who taught her to bully her to see these tears will only be a humiliation to himself.

No matter how much mistake she makes, as long as she sheds tears, Master and Senior Brother Yi will definitely be reluctant to punish her, and in the end, the rules in the door can't restrain her.

The only time he was punished was when he knelt down the stone steps for an hour at the age of five. She cried while kneeling, and in the end, no one came to feel distressed when she hiccuped.

The sky was already slightly dark, Liujiu said hello, smiled and made a fat face, and asked, "Master Mo, do you know who the dog is?" ”

Mo Cang didn't speak, and didn't even give him a look of contempt.

"Yo, I can't see that you're quite tough!"

Liujiu snorted and laughed, and suddenly slapped Mo Cang, and said, "Mo Gongzi, you are a smart person, if others ask, I believe you will definitely know what to say." ”

"It's really careless to fall like this, I'll get the good gold sore medicine from our son-in-law for you when I go back."

After he finished speaking, he got up and triumphantly beckoned a group of scholars and walked away.

Mo Cang only felt extremely painful all over his body, as if the bones in his body creaked as soon as he moved slightly, just like the old mechanisms that Master usually studied.

She was really afraid that she would fall apart.

She didn't have the strength to get up left and right, so she simply lay flat on the trail on all fours. (To be continued.) )