"Who are you!" Wang Meng waved impatiently at the person who called him, and was about to turn around and enter the table again.

"Brother Wang, wait a minute!" However, Song Mo turned around and blocked in front of Wang Meng.

Wang Meng's heart was depressed and went straight to his head! Really, don't force your buddies to be mad! Today, there are so many people in this court, and my buddies don't want to ruin everyone's fun!

Wang Meng's eyes were like knives, and he glared angrily at the guy who dared to stop him.

"In Xia Song Mo, he is a talented and shallow learner. I have a question I would like to ask Brother Wang for advice. Song Mo faced Wang Meng's anger, but he didn't realize it, and bowed his hand again.

When Zhou Bo heard this, his face darkened, and he wanted to go up and say that he would help him. However, he heard Wang Meng's voice reply in a dull voice: "You are just a shallow learner and have nothing to do with my shit? Lao Tzu doesn't want to teach you! Get out of here!"

The scene cooled down for a while. The people who can come here today are all those who have studied the six arts of gentlemen and read the books of sages. However, Wang Meng scolded rudely in front of him. It's like scolding everyone.

In addition to the gentleman boy at this table, there are already many people in the many people in the room who are frowning, and even the short-tempered ones have already stood up, glaring at Wang Meng from afar. Zhou Bo was also stunned, his face stiffened. Only Song Mo, who was slightly buried in his salute, hooked the corners of his mouth at this time.

Today, I will let you show your true form! Let everyone see the darkness of this world! Let you isolate yourself from the people! Let today become a stain on your body from now on!

Thinking of this, Song Mo still did not retreat, and said in a respectful voice: "But I heard that Brother Wang is the Yayuan in this exam, there must be a great talent! Song Mou just got a poem, Brother Wang has a great talent, please correct and check it for me!"

Governor Liao retreated, and when he heard Song Mo's words, although his face was expressionless, his heart sank. Now, he not only regards Wang Meng as a "virtuous nephew", but also as his "virtuous son-in-law". This corrupt scholar doesn't know what to do, and he dares to make things difficult for his son-in-law, and he doesn't know how to die! Do you think that you will be terrible if you are admitted to the exam?

Governor Liao waved his hand, and the master behind him hurriedly stepped forward to make a listening motion: "Investigate this kid for me!

"Yes, my lord!" The master listened to the tone of Liao Zhifu's unprovoked tone, and his heart was cold, knowing that this kid was finished.

Wang Meng stood on the spot, looking at the scholar in front of him with piercing eyes, and now he knew that this person was really here to find fault, and he was deliberately trying to make things difficult for himself. However, although you don't know how to learn and don't know how to do it, it's not something that a poor sour like you can make things difficult.

Wang Meng retracted his anger on his face, looked around, and saw that Zhou Bo gave him a gesture not to be impatient. Seeing that Hu Chuan was rolling up his sleeves, he was about to come over to clear the poor acid that was in his way. I also saw Li Muyi, who was standing against the wall not far behind him, opened his eyes, and his expression was a little gloating. Nima!

Wang Meng looked at the dark-skinned scholar in front of him again, and thought back to when he had hurt this guy? Anyway, Young Master Wang has offended too many people, and there are too many lice.

"Haha!" Wang Meng laughed twice, looked at Song Mo with mocking eyes, and then said, "You want me to comment on your poems?"

"Yes! If Wang Gongzi can achieve Yayuan, he must have great talent! Please ask Wang Gongzi to correct and advise!" Song Mo still looked sincere.

"Okay! Since that's the case...... Wang Meng rolled his eyes, then looked at Li Muyi, then the corners of his mouth curled, and his hand was aimed at Li Muyi: "Li Muyi!

As soon as the sword servant Li Mu saw his young master looking at him, he immediately closed his eyes, but he didn't expect this guy to call him over. People ask you to comment on poetry, what do you tell me to do? I will only kill people with my sword. I won't hurt people with a pen.

As soon as Li Mu heard Wang Meng call him, he ignored it, closed his narrow eyes, and pretended to fall asleep against the wall.

"Hey......" Wang Meng snorted, and he was not annoyed, and walked directly towards Li Muyi. And after Song Mo glanced at Wang Meng, he followed closely every step of the way. He wants to see what kind of tricks this gentleman can play today. Otherwise, don't blame me for skinning you.

Wang Meng came to Li Muyi, and Li Muyi still closed his eyes. Wang Meng raised his head and touched Li Muyi's arm, but Li Muyi didn't open his eyes. Wang Meng raised his hands, grabbed Li Mu's arms, and shook him vigorously.

"Young master, what are you doing?" After all, Li Muyi couldn't help but be shaken by Wang Meng like this, opened his eyes and raised his arms to shake off Wang Meng.

"Mu Yi!" Wang Meng stepped forward and said affectionately on Li Muyi's shoulder.

This move made Li Mu feel a cold chill on the soles of his feet, and his sword eyebrows suddenly frowned.

"Well, I heard the old man in the library pavilion say that you are one of the very few people who have read all the books except the martial arts sword books. The old man also said that with your wisdom, if you don't practice swords, if you go to the test for fame, you will definitely be able to achieve the champion. Gee...... I think that's right. Wang Meng smiled and patted Li Muyi's ass.

Li Muyi's brows furrowed even tighter.

"So, you know, young master, I don't actually have much talent. So, on behalf of the young master, you will help this poor sour comment, right?"

Hearing this, Li Muyi knew that he couldn't escape, so he had to sigh in his heart.

At this time, Song Mo spoke up again: "Brother Wang, may I ask who this is?"

"Oh, come, let me introduce you, this is my swordsman, his name is Li Muyi. Wang Meng turned his head to look at Song Mo, his face still smiling, without the slightest hint of his previous arrogance.

"Brother Wang, please forgive me, I want you to ...... you"

Wang Meng raised his hand to interrupt Song Mo's words and said, "What's that...... I admit that I am actually only a low virtue, so let my swordsman answer you! Don't underestimate him, if he doesn't practice swords, he will definitely be ...... It's even better than Zhou Bo literature. Anyway, he's read all the sage books you read. ”

What can Song Mo say? Anyway, he has already made this gentleman admit that he is only humble in learning. Let's take a look at what the so-called swordsman can say.

Song Mo arched his hand towards Li Muyi and said, "Please ask Brother Li for advice!"

Li Mu glanced at Wang Meng obliquely, took a step forward, got rid of his "claws", and then returned a salute to Song Mo. Then he raised his head and looked at Song Mo, his eyes narrowing slightly.

The scene froze again at this time, and everyone in the hall looked here, some people already had infinite contempt for Wang Meng in their hearts, and they didn't believe that this swordsman could say anything earth-shattering.