Chapter Seventy-Two: Recognize only the clothes and not the people

Wu Shan, Duan Yiming, and Shen Moyu looked at each other and smiled, and also went into the house to help move tables and chairs.

Today's drama seems to be very happy, and his little maid Mei'er is also very decent.

In Wushan's observation, Mei'er is very good at observing words and feelings, not talking much, serving Wushan and others very thoughtfully with tea and water.

Mei'er is dressed plainly, and her thin appearance will make people unconsciously feel a little pity for her.

"Brother Xi, what a blessing!"

"Haha...... Mei'er is like a wife and a mother, a teacher and a friend, regardless of up and down, regardless of each other......"

The drama was a little drunk and said some sincere things.

Mei'er blushed on the side, but insisted on not running away, and stood next to take care of everyone.

Wu Shan, Shen Moyu, and Duan Yiming looked at each other and smiled, got up and said goodbye.

On the second day, the monthly exam.

Wushan greeted Duan Yiming next door, and the two walked side by side and walked towards the academy together.

At the gate of the Taixue Building, Wushan saw from a distance that Xi Zhongsheng and Shen Moyu had an argument with two academy students, one of whom Wushan knew, and it was Wen Congliang, a rich man.

Wen Congliang became an official student of the academy in the same period as Xi Zhongsheng and Shen Moyu, wearing a white robe and standing a high crown made Wen Congliang have a little more Confucian temperament.

"Brother Xi, Brother Shen!"

Wu Shan approached and said hello first.

The drama sentient beings and Shen Moyu returned the salute, and when the two were about to speak, among the people who were arguing, the scholar who Wushan didn't know spoke.

"You are Wushan?"

"You and I are the same as the first realm of Wenqi, how can you win Brother Gai, you must have used some despicable means to deceive on the test table and win by luck."

Okay, before Wushan could speak, this person had already deducted a pot of.

"Whose dog isn't on a leash? How can you let it out and bite people? ”

Wu Shan's eyes widened, staring at the drama beings, his tone was surprised, and he pretended to be questioned.

"Maybe it's the Gai family, but you have to be careful when you hide it!"

Wushan and the opera severants sang and harmonized, making the speaker's face pale and gloomy.

"Boy, who do you say is the dog......"

"Brother Luo, let's go, the time for the monthly exam is coming, and we don't need to have that kind of verbal dispute with this group of poor sours."

Wen Congliang next to him spoke, and his gaze at Wushan was a little more jealous, but more contempt and sneering.

Wushan offended the Gai family, and sooner or later there would be no good results.

In Wen Congliang's eyes, Wushan is already equivalent to a dead man.

"Humph! The monthly exam, just your little bit of literary talent, is a waste of the academy's pen and ink! ”

It was the drama sentient beings who spoke, and he knew that Wen Congliang and Luo Zhengfeng could enter the academy, all of which were piled up with money to buy spiritual objects.

If the paper is collected, Wushan, Duan Yiming, Xi Zhongsheng, and Shen Moyu are all talented.

Therefore, when the drama beings looked at Wen Congliang and Luo Zhengfeng's eyes, they naturally had a contemptuous mentality, and they also vaguely hated the rich.

"Haha...... We're wasting the academy's pen and ink, aren't you? ”

"Huh...... Or do you want to compare? ”

The drama sentient beings were dumbfounded by the sentence 'or not', and just when Wen Congliang and Luo Zhengfeng's faces turned the color of pig liver, an indifferent voice sounded in everyone's ears.

"Is the monthly exam more talented, or am I the only one?"

Everyone turned their heads to look at the person who spoke, dressed in a white robe, standing a high crown, wearing a jade pendant, and holding a folding fan in his hand.

At a glance, the person who came to the dress knew that he was a student of the academy and the existence of the third realm of culture.

"Ling Liyuan, Brother Wu, I have admired you for a long time!"

Wu Shan didn't speak, but squinted his eyes and looked at Ling Liyuan, this enemy who had been hiding in the shadows finally appeared.

Ling Liyuan, the cousin of the dead man Ling Liheng, sent Steward Luo to monitor Wushan a few days ago, and it was with his help that the Gai family could easily hunt down Wushan.

Wu Shan believed that before he had killed Gai Wuving, he had already been monitored by this Ling Liyuan.

"Shame! Ashamed! I couldn't let Brother Ling and Brother Ling see each other for the last time, Wushan is really ashamed! ”

Wushan's words puzzled people who didn't know the situation.

But Ling Liyuan understood people, the gloom in his eyes flashed, and he said indifferently.

"My brother is negligent in discipline, there should be this calamity, it has nothing to do with Brother Wu, this is fate!"

Ling Liyuan's words made Wushan's hairs stand on end, what kind of person would say such a thing so lightly?

Wu Shan's slightly narrowed eyes opened and stared at Ling Liyuan, while the latter still looked at Wu Shan with a breezy look, and only looked at Wu Shan.

Wu Shan exhaled slowly, suddenly laughed, stepped forward and patted Ling Liyuan's shoulder, and said very proudly.

"Thank you Brother Ling for supporting the imitation of the green clothes, otherwise Wu Mou may not be able to come back this time."

"Brother Ling's gift, Wushan will have a good reward in the future!"

After speaking, Wu Shan took a step back and gave a thank you salute.

"Brother Wu is polite, a small gift, not a respect!"

After Ling Liyuan finished saying this, his words suddenly changed.

"Ling is not talented, this monthly exam talent competition, count me in?"

"If Ling loses, when he sees Brother Wu in the future, he should be a disciple!"

As soon as Ling Liyuan said this, no one dared to answer, Duan Yiming couldn't do it, neither could he play sentient beings and Shen Moyu, even Wushan was stunned on the spot.

Luo Zhengfeng and Wen Congliang were like catching everyone's pigtails, and immediately made mockery.

"What? Don't dare? Who was shouting and shouting about the competition just now? ”

The faces of the drama beings immediately flushed, and just as they were about to refute it, they were pulled by Wushan.

"If Wu loses, if he sees Brother Ling in the future, he should retreat and give in, how about it?"

Ling Liyuan looked Wushan up and down again, he didn't expect Wushan to be so smart that he didn't even get into the trap.

Among the seven people here, only Wushan is an apprentice, and even he, a Dao disciple of the third realm of culture, has not succeeded in apprenticeship.

If Wushan is also like Ling Liyuan, dare to say that after losing the competition, when he sees Ling Liyuan, he should bow as a disciple.

Then, Wushan will lose his biggest backer in the academy, Zhou Langkun.

Zhou Langkun is Wushan's teacher, if Wushan bows to the students of the academy, what status does Zhou Langkun put in?

In that case, it will not only look rude, but also make Zhou Langkun shameless.

And this is likely to become a big joke in the college.

This is the real soft knife, and if you don't pay attention to it, you will be destroyed!

Ling Liyuan unfolded the folding fan in his hand, chuckled, and said indifferently.

"Okay, it's a deal!"

"It's a deal!"

Wu Shan and Ling Liyuan completed the agreement, turned their heads to Luo Zhengfeng and Wen Congliang and said.

"If you lose, and when you see me in the future, you will also retreat and give up?"

Luo Zhengfeng and Wen Congliang were stunned when they heard this, and some didn't know how to respond.

"Rubbish! The eyes are on the buttocks, and they only recognize the clothes but not the people. ”

Wushan didn't give these two people a chance to refute, and after dropping this sentence, he walked into the Taixue Building with Duan Yiming, Xi Zhongsheng, and Shen Moyu.