"Your name!

Song Mo raised his eyes and saw that there was a table next to the main entrance of the examination room, and behind the table sat a majestic old man with white beard in an official robe.

And the one who asked Song Mo was the soap-clothed little servant standing next to this square table.

Chapter VIII

Glancing at the old man in the official robe, Song Mo secretly applauded the old man in his heart. In his hand, he hurriedly took out his exam card and handed it to the soapy Xiaoli, and said, "Student Song Mo, this is my exam card." ”

The soapy Xiaoli took Song Mo's exam card, and after looking at it a few times, he said respectfully and quietly to the old man in the official robe: "My lord, the test card is right." ”

At this time, the old man in the official robe who heard the words of the soap-clothed Xiaoli opened his eyes, and Song Mo saw a pure light shooting out of those eyes, as if it could penetrate his heart.

Could it be that this is the heroic righteousness born after the completion of Confucianism? Song Mo secretly said in his heart, his face couldn't help but be more respectful, and he even had a hidden admiration for the old man in the official robe.

The old man in the official robe stretched out his hand from his sleeve, flipped through the roster on the square table, and then nodded to the soap-clothed little li.

"Song Mo, right? That's right! Let's go in. The soapy little subordinate waved at Song Mo.

Song Mo bowed to the old man unhurriedly before entering the door. The old man in the official robe couldn't help but look at him twice as he watched the student salute him.

"My lord, the hour has come......"

"Then close the door!"

"Yes, sir. ”

Listening to the conversation between the soap-clothed little subordinate and the old man in the official robe behind him, Song Mo couldn't help but look back.

But when I looked, I saw another person running in the distance, and this person shouted as he ran: "Wait, wait, don't close the door!"

But the soapy-clothed little subordinate ignored it at all, and with a wave of his big hand, the few officers and soldiers who were standing on the side to maintain order walked towards the door with seals.

A few officers and soldiers were about to close the door and put a seal on it, but the examinee had already arrived. The candidate was panting and sweating profusely, and said to the soap-clothed Xiaoli and the old man in the official robe, "Student...... Student I...... Please let me in......"

The soapy little li squinted at the late student, his expression was very disdainful, and he said for a long time: "No! The hour has come, no one is allowed to come in and out at will! You better go back, remember to come on time next time!"

When the candidate heard this, he panicked and rushed towards the door without hesitation, but several sergeants grabbed him with their hands and pushed him out. The examinee was obviously powerless, and was pushed like this, fell straight down the street, and then sat down.

The examinee looked at the door that was about to be sealed, and then shouted and cried.

This cry not only startled Song Mo, but also made the old man in the official robe open his eyes again, looked at the crying candidate with a frown, and said in a deep voice: "What kind of body is it to be so noisy outside the examination room!

However, before the soapy little subordinate took the sergeant up to arrest the crying candidate, he listened to ......

But I heard a loud shout!

"Wait!"

This shout, if you are a person in the martial arts, you will know that this sound is mixed with pure internal force, which can be described as deafening.

And Song Mo felt that a cannonball exploded in his ear at that time, he hurriedly covered his ears, but in a blink of an eye, he saw a figure again, coming from far to near with a speed that surpassed Bolt.

The figure got closer, and then stood by the door. Only then did Song Mo see this person clearly, with a Confucian robe and a Confucian crown, holding a folding fan in his hand, looking like the "Four Great Talents of Jiangnan". But wait, what does it mean that you come to the test and don't memorize pen and ink, but you hold a fan? Also, you've practiced sprinting, right?

Wang Meng stood by the door of the examination room, and then took out his exam card from his sleeve and threw it to the soapy Xiaoli who was stunned by his shout just now. Then, take a step and go inside.

Soapy Xiaoli was stunned and subconsciously took the exam card, only then did he react and shouted: "Stop!"

"Oh?" Wang Meng stood still, turned around, and a pair of eyes pierced the soap-clothed little li like a scattered sword light.

In the face of such a gaze, the soap-clothed little subordinate habitually shrank his head, and then looked at the old man in the official robe.

At this time, the old man in the official robe had his eyes completely open, and he came out with a majestic body, his face was angry, and his eyes were like knives looking at Wang Meng.

"Bold!" the old man in the official robe suddenly shouted. Although this old man has never practiced internal skills, the power of this shout is no worse than Wang Meng's voice just now, and it is generally a use of Haoran righteousness.

For a while, everyone present experienced an explosion of ears again.

Song Mo, who was not going to watch the excitement, was shocked by this sound again and couldn't walk.

"Oh, what kind of audacity? Young Master Ben is here for reference. It's not here to rob the Dharma field. Wang Meng was not affected by this loud shout, he spread the folding fan in his hand, shook his chest lightly, and said lightly.

Seeing that this kid didn't take himself seriously, the old man in the official robe was so angry that he stood up, pointed at Wang Meng and shouted, "You! You're already late! Therefore, I will deprive you of your qualification for the exam." Also, dare to defy the officials! Left and right! Take it for me! I want to ...... it well."

Syllable!

However, before the old man in the official robe finished speaking, Young Master Wang folded the fan and slapped the old man in the official robe on his hand, opening the hand that was angrily pointing at him.

"You, you, you, dare to attack this official!" The old man in the official robe was beaten by Wang Meng with a fan, and he was stunned at first, and then the whole person exploded, and the hair on his head seemed to stand up in anger, and he opened his official hat......

"This official will punish you for a great crime of disrespect today!" said the old man in the official robe angrily.

Choke choke!

A series of sword draws sounded, and many officers and soldiers finally reacted and surrounded Wang Meng.

However, Young Master Wang still looked at ease.

Just as the old man in the official robe was about to continue speaking, Wang Meng opened his mouth and said, "Lord Huang, do you really want to cure the young master's sin?"

"Ha! Why don't I dare to cure your crimes!" The old man in the official robe was laughed angrily when he heard Wang Meng's words.

"It seems that in the year I was away, not only did there be a lot of cats and dogs, but even Lord Huang couldn't remember me. It's a shame that I used to call you brother and brother to Lord Huang. Wang Meng shook his head with a look of regret and said.

"Hmph, how can this official be a brother and sister with your yellow-mouthed breasts!" The old man in the official robe was so angry by Wang Meng's words that his body trembled.

A large number of officers and soldiers had already surrounded them, and at this moment, another person ran in the distance.

But it was Ah San! I saw him fly up and kick down an officer and soldier who was about to touch Wang Meng.