"What do you say?"

Li Shu was furious and pointed at her nose and scolded.

He was the only disciple that Dr. Lin accepted in his later years, and his talent was the strongest in the entire Guozijian, and no one could match it here except for Wang Wenyun's ability.

"I'm not denying you the ability,"

Mu Qianyan ignored his thunderous jump,

"But this does not affect your shallowness, what you learn in school is knowledge, but your temperament needs to be polished by yourself, you are so proud and empty-eyed, which is your biggest shortcoming."

"Me!"

"Shut up!"

Without waiting for Li Shu to refute, Wang Wenyun stopped him.

"Li Shu, guard against arrogance and rashness."

Wang Wenyun said to him without saltiness, without a severe condemnation, but it was not a good tone.

Li Shu was used to holding the moon in the stars of Taixue before, and then he was entered into the Guozijian without exception, so he was naturally arrogant and arrogant, and his eyes were empty.

But he is not too learned and a national eunuch here, and no one is willing to hold him. People who come here can do things with peace of mind, and it's not okay to be too presumptuous.

Although Li Shu closed his mouth when he heard this, he did not stop his eye attack on Mu Qianyan.

He glanced at Wang Wenyun indignantly, then turned his head and continued to stare at Mu Qianyun.

A stubborn and conservative head of the house, a yellow-haired girl who doesn't know what shame is,

The day he becomes the master of this Taishi Academy is the day these two people leave!

"Guard against arrogance and rashness"

Mu Qianyan didn't bother to stare at him, turned his head and repeated Wang Wenyun's words on the side.

The feeling in Taishi Yuan is not unfamiliar, after all, this is something that has been engraved in her mind since she was a child.

It's not a difficult task for her to organize information, and she is familiar with it.

In other words, she's actually been doing this since she was a child.

Doing chores around my grandfather and writing village chronicles by myself is easier than these.

"Heavenly Sage National Code",

Mu Qianyan held the scroll in one hand, and carefully supported the bottom of the book with the other hand and placed it on the table.

She bent down, her gaze parallel to the national canon that had been covered with a thick layer of gray, the golden leaves had not yellowed and aged after many years, but exuded a faint luster. or fierce or bland, or swords, swords, halberds, or national peace and security, or the court's erotic anecdotes, laughter and scolding, all in it.

It's like a story that has been sealed for a long time, waiting in a corner that no one cares about, retaining the grandest splendor of the past.

The story of the Heavenly Saint Dynasty is also very exciting.

The corners of her eyes showed a soft glow, and her hands gently caressed the heavy bookwork, gently rubbing it, and the place where her fingers crossed was instantly cleaner than the other places.

It seems that no one has seen it for a long time.

Looking at the dust above, it's been some years.

Little by little, she patiently wiped the thick layer of dust clean, slapped it twice, and then there was a burst of dust, which intersected with the sunlight shining in from the window, making people see his shape clearly.

Mu Qianyan clapped his hands, covered his nose with his sleeve, and waved his other arm in the air.

The window was open, and she didn't go back until the dust had almost cleared away.

The grandfather of this book told her a long time ago that if she had the opportunity, she must learn more.

After Taizu captured the Heavenly Saint City, he did not burn all his books and classics like many founding kings, but ordered it to be preserved.

Previously, these were placed in Taixue, and later due to the need for the Taishi Academy to write history books, most of them were moved into the Taishi Academy, and this "Heavenly Sage National Codex" is one of them.

The golden book industry was gently opened, and the majestic but slightly unfamiliar font came into view.

It seems to be another world, and whether it is clothing, food, or writing, it is completely different from Daye.

A wonderful feeling came up, Mu Qianyan unconsciously became more interested, and plunged into it.

But she didn't notice the foot that had snuck in outside the door.

Mu Qianyan turned the pages one by one, her eyes browsing up and down, deeply intoxicated by the author's profound literary skills and organizational skills, and the most attractive thing was his deep understanding of various major events and contradictions, and many points of view made her feel suddenly enlightened.

Until the warm feeling in her back disappeared, she vaguely felt that something was wrong, and turned her head suddenly,

"What are you doing!"

Mu Qianyan was so frightened that she retreated, propped her hands on the table behind her,

Wang Bing's face was backed by the light, which also blocked the sunlight in front of her.

The warm winter sun is rare, and being blocked by him like this, Mu Qianyan instantly felt a slight chill.

He stroked his smooth, oily hair, and smiled inexplicably.

"What are you doing here?"

Mu Qianyan's tone was not friendly, and it was not a fun thing to sneak behind people.

"Little girl, how are you doing with this thing?"

Wang Bing leaned forward instead,

"Do you need me to help you?"

Mu Qianyan only felt that the expression on his face made people feel uncomfortable, and he drove people away very unceremoniously.

"Your move is not a gentleman's doing, it's shameful in broad daylight, go out."

"Yo, what are you pretending to be high with me?"

Wang Bing saw her turn her face, and he didn't care about her face anymore, but took another step forward and pointed at her,

"You know how you got in, you should know what you are,"

Wang Bing's face stinks, and he looks critical and critical,

"In front of the person, he looks tall and pretends, pretending to be a dog, do you really think that you are the number one person?

I came to you because you look up to you, a woman like you has no one to protect you in the Taishi Academy, do you know what the fate is? ”

He raised his hands and stretched out directly towards Mu Qianyan, and his whole body fell towards her, trying to prop up the table behind her.

"Get out of here!"

Mu Qianyan panicked, pushed him hard, and instantly ran to a place far away from him in the room.

"Little girl, it's quite strong!"

Boom!

Wang Bing picked up a vase on the cabinet and slammed it on the floor at her feet.

The ceramic vase split apart in an instant, shards streaking across the floor and kicking up a thick cloud of dust.

"Whoever is selling, why, don't want to serve me?"

He casually kicked the ceramic shards on the ground and walked towards her.

"Lao Tzu is not powerful, you don't dare to mess with you when I do!"

He was about to come to Mu Qianyan's face,

"Villain!"

Mu Qianyan scolded,

"In broad daylight, this is the Taishi Academy, put away your dirty thoughts."

"Taishi Academy?"

Wang Bing laughed,

"The current Taishi Academy is not Bai Changfeng's Taishi Academy, he is too honest to stay! No one here will bless you, you are at best a servant girl who warms the bed, and gives you a point of color, and you really think you can open a dyeing workshop? ”

"Ridiculous!

A guy who climbed on the bed here is talking to me about etiquette and shame? ”

He kicked away the shards in front of Mu Qianyan, and the shards made a piercing sound on the soles of his feet,

"It's not your turn to judge my affairs, sit in your place,"

Mu Qianyan stepped back, bent down and picked up a piece of shards that had been smashed sharply, but he didn't expect this situation before he came.

"You go out, and we are all right,

But if you insist on this, this place is the Taishi Academy, and you will be ruined at that time. ”

Her back was pressed against the wall, her hand clutching the broken ceramic.

"Calling someone?"

Wang Bing sneered,

"The Taishi Academy is prosperous everywhere, but this place where the classics of the previous dynasty are stacked has not been cared for for a long time, you call someone, who do you call? The unjust soul of the previous dynasty? ”

When he got started, he was about to snatch the porcelain piece in Mu Qianyan's hand,

"This thing is dangerous, the little girl can't take it!"

"Get out!"

A blood stain appeared in Wang Bing's palm, and Mu Qianyan's hand trembled, but he still held the piece of porcelain tightly.

The sharp splinters pierced her blood and didn't let go, it was the only thing that could protect her.

Wang Bing was in pain, and when he saw a bloody mark on his palm, the whole person was instantly manic,

"You want to die!"

He threw himself at Mu Qianyan in a rage, grabbed her shoulder with one hand, and fanned her face with the other.

"Slut!"

Mu Qianyan did not hesitate, although the ceramics in his hand trembled, but stopped accurately at his throat,

"If you don't want to die, come here, either you die or I die,"

After going through so many things, she will also grow.

There is always a lot of malice in this world, and it is very deep, and she can't be a bird that is protected everywhere.

"You, you"

Wang Bing took two steps back, his fierce expression showed a hint of surprise, and he was a little flustered,

Although her status is low, if she dies, she will be blamed above, and he really can't help it when the time comes.

"No, no, no, it's not necessary,

You put things down. ”

He pointed to the fragment in Mu Qianyan's hand, and then pointed to the ground,

"Get out!"

Mu Qianyan clenched the porcelain piece, his body tensed,

"Okay, okay, I'll retreat, I'll retreat......"

Wang Bing hunched his waist and retreated, while peeking at her,

"Retreat!"

As soon as Mu Qianyan's hand tightened, a stream of blood flowed out of the side of her hand, soaking her cyan sleeves.

Bright red blood was evident on her sleeves.

Mu Qianyan's application was a little stiff, and his nerves were tense.

"Good!"

Wang Bing stepped back two more times and raised his hands.

"See, I'm back, I'm back,"

When Mu Qianyan saw him arrive at the door, the hand holding the porcelain piece tightly was loosened, and the tingling sensation came.

Boom!

Wang Bing kicked the door shut, took three steps and two steps to Mu Qianyan, and reached out and grabbed the piece of porcelain.

"Little girl, I can't cure you anymore!"

He laughed out loud, so embarrassed.

"I've lived half my life, and I can't handle you,"

Mu Qianyan watched him throw the porcelain piece that was his only hope into the distance, and there was a crisp sound, like her tense heartstrings,

"Now you should know who you are,

Historian? What do you dream about? ”

He grabbed Mu Qianyan's shoulders fiercely with both hands, and his body was about to stick to her,

"Let go of me!"

Mu Qianyan struggled desperately, his expression was painful,

She is unwilling, unwilling!

"Little goblin, take out the set you seduced and treat me well, I can help you in the future, right?"