"Then Mr. Yang said how to compare?" Mu Shengbai maintained a modest smile on his face, his face was like a crown of jade, and Yang Yixue, who was as thin as tree bark on the other side, was too elegant.

"Hmph, Mr. Ben doesn't bully you, the poems are the simplest in the poetry and songs, I will compare the poems with you, and also let you lose the heart, and cure your temperament that doesn't know the height of the sky." Yang Yixue sneered, put his hands behind his back, raised his chin, and pointed his nostrils at Mu Shengbai, looking proud and complacent.

"How did the gentleman say it compared?" Mu Shengbai didn't mind the way he looked.

"Mr. Ben accompanies you to play with the Flying Flower Order, although it is quite difficult for a hairy child like you, but it can examine each other's strength, and let you see where the gap between you and me is."

Mu Sheng pointed at him with a blank hand, although he didn't look down on his attitude, he still maintained his own quality.

"Sir, please."

"Hmph." Yang Yixue looked out the window, a bare plane tree had a layer of white snow, and the plum blossom tree was full of flowers, red and white, he smiled proudly, "Then let's start with the word snow." Suddenly, like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloom. ”

Mu Shengbai was not shocked, his voice carried the crispness of a teenager and the low magnetism of a man, and he said slowly, very pleasant, "The window contains the snow of Xiling, and the door is anchored in the Dongwu Wanli boat." ”

"When you open the door in the morning, the snow is full of snow, the snow is clear, the clouds are light, and the sun is cold."

"The snow is too late in spring, so I wear the garden trees to make flying flowers."

......

"Snow-" Yang Yixue walked around the room, his face flushed, and he breathed rapidly like a cow's breath, but he couldn't hold back his words.

"Hmph, how to become a sage by studying hard, these are the wisdom of the predecessors, what if you memorize it." He flicked his sleeves angrily and swept off the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the desk, and the scholar next to him hurriedly cleaned it up, and Yang Yixue only glanced at it coldly.

Mu Shengbai didn't know how the academy recruited such a gentleman, not only was his knowledge shallow, but his conduct was also so inferior, how could he teach students well.

"And what is Mr. Yang better like?" The smile on his face retracted.

"Mr. Ben orders an object, if you can make a seven-character quatrain in a stick of incense, even if you have a little ink." Yang Yixue sneered, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.

"Sir, please."

"It's a big breath, then it's better for you to make a poem about this Jinling City." Yang Yixue put away the fan painted with the landscape painting of Jinling City in his hand, the corners of his mouth hooked up a smug smile, and the two beards on the side of his chin jumped and jumped, which was very eye-catching.

"Mr. Yang is too embarrassed to be a young owner, not to mention that the young owner has not yet reached the crown, even if we write a seven-character quatrain in a stick of incense, it is not feasible." The old gentleman next to him with a snow-white beard and a bent waist felt that this Yang Yixue was too much.

He has been teaching at Nanlu College for decades and is the most qualified and learned gentleman here.

"Does Mr. Mo not believe in the strength of the young owner? Can't you wait, can't you still be a young owner? ”

Mu Shengbai ignored the dispute here, looked at the continuous snow-capped mountains outside, after a stick of incense, he walked steadily to the back of the desk, the scholar saw this and hurriedly sharpened the ink, he held the brush on the dragon flying phoenix dance, and several rows of dragon-like Lishu characters appeared on the paper.

Mr. Mo picked it up and looked at it, his mouth was full of admiration, and his admiring eyes fell on Mu Shengbai, "The young owner is really poetic, it's rare." ”

"Impossible!" How could Yang Yixue believe that in front of everyone's eyes, Mu Shengbai actually wrote a seven-character quatrain with a random theme in a stick of incense, but when he picked it up and looked at it, jealousy almost overwhelmed him.

"Jinling is like a spring return after the snow, and the accumulation of elements is condensed and even dawned.

The color borrows the jade ke, and the silver candle shines in the clothes.

The moon falls in the west mountain, and the clouds in the north hold the forbidden.

Hearing the song of the fairy lang white snow, the origin of this song and sparse people. ”

Mr. Mo closed his eyes and shook his head, looking intoxicated.

"It's really a good poem, a good poem."

"No way. You must have asked someone else to write it beforehand. Yang Yixue threw the paper on the desk, his face pale.

"What Mr. Yang said is not right, the theme of this poem was formulated by you, the young owner has never known you before, can he know your thoughts again?" Mr. Mo couldn't look down on Yang Yixue's appearance of having little ink on his chest and always looking down on people, so he straightened his face at the moment. Although his ideas were not as novel as those of these young gentlemen, he was of noble character and was highly respected by his students.

"Who knows." Yang Yixue viciously put down this sentence, which was a bit of a vexatious taste.

"Why don't you point to an object and let Mr. recite a poem?" Mu Shengbai looked down on this kind of person in his heart and maintained basic politeness, but Yang Yixue didn't want to eat this set, and he turned his face when he heard what he said.

"Why are you so considerate of me at this age, is it possible that you are the young owner of Liuyun Mountain Villa and oppress us like this, presumably because you don't want to let us gentlemen stay, so it is better to leave early, so as not to annoy people." Yang Yixue threw the sign tied around his waist representing the identity of Mr. Nanlu College on the ground, lifted his trousers and was about to leave.

Mu Shengbai gave Mr. Mo a look, Mr. Mo is also an old fox with knowledge, he understood what he meant, and took a few gentlemen next to him to go over and grab Yang Yixue, and gave full play to his ability to recruit and quote in class, quoting scriptures and classics, and he couldn't move a step that made Yang Yixue stunned.

They finally calmed down Yang Yixue's emotions, and then came to the poems in his class, only to see him angrily go to the school class, and the other students also dispersed one after another, and finally only Mu Shengbai and the vice dean were left.

"How did Yang Yixue become a gentleman in the academy?" Mu Shengbai's dissatisfaction with Yang Yixue reached its peak, with this kind of gentleman, how can students achieve something in their conduct.

The vice dean also said with a calm face: "In the past few years, the college has frequently had gentlemen leave, and the college is in urgent need of gentlemen, and although Yang Yixue has a bad reputation in terms of conduct, he has a good reputation in knowledge, but now it seems that he is not worthy of his name." ”

"You ask people to collect his information, this kind of person our academy can't be irresponsible to students, but you can't let him leave for no reason, there must be a real reason."

The vice president understood what he meant, and promised to go down to investigate in person.

Yang Yixue's information is not difficult to collect, the vice president found Mu Shengbai with a pile of thick information the next day, the honest Chinese character is extremely dark, and there is anger in his eyes, he didn't expect Yang Yixue to dare to do such an act under his nose.

"Young master, this is Yang Yixue's information." As soon as Mu Shengbai finished practicing calligraphy, the draft was thrown on the desk at random, and the vice president noticed the sand scratches at a glance and secretly admired it.