Confucianism is supreme? I am reciting Tang poems in another world!

Ci Song recited a relatively unpopular poem from "Youth Journey" by Linghu Chu, a poet from the Tang Dynasty.

Many people may not know who Linghu Chu is, but his disciple is well known to future generations, and that is Li Shangyin, one of the "Little Li Du".

As Ci Song's voice fell, with the blessing of talent, Ci Song's long sword in his hand instantly turned into a green rainbow, facing the white light condensed by the young man.

The two long swords finally collided together, and white and cyan light bloomed at the same time, forming a huge air wave that dispersed around, then exploded in the air and spread around.

The young man suddenly felt a lightness in his hand, and when he looked again, his long sword came out of his hand and was knocked away by Ci Song. Although the long sword in Ci Song's hand was very dazzling, it was cut off in the middle by the man.

"Senior brother, this is really a misunderstanding."

Ci Song lost all his talent and quickly took advantage of this time to explain.

"Brother Ci Song, what's wrong?"

At this moment, a figure came from a distance, it was Mo Yao.

She originally wanted to let Ci Song rest for a while, so she came a little late on purpose, but as soon as she reached the mountainside, she saw this scene in front of her.

"Junior sister Mo, are you here?"

The young man's face changed slightly. He didn't expect Mo Yao to appear at this time. He ignored the pain in his hand and quickly offered his hand to Mo Yao.

"Brother Ci Song, are you okay?"

Mo Yao looked at Ci Song with concern, and then looked at the young man with reproach.

Ci Song shook his head, "I'm fine."

"Junior sister Mo, why did you let this thief come out of your room?" the young man said angrily.

"Brother Wu, watch your words. What kind of thief is he? He is my lover who is engaged to me." Mo Yao said angrily.

"Love, love?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting Mo Yao to give him such an answer. At that moment, his face darkened, and his eyes towards Ci Song became a little more hostile.

"Brother Ci Song, are you okay? Are you injured?"

Mo Yao then began to examine Ci Song's body, her movements were very intimate. She looked at Ci Song up and down with a concerned look on her face, which made Ci Song feel a little embarrassed.

"Ahem, Mo Yao, can you let me go first?" Ci Song coughed.

"Oh, right, sorry."

Mo Yao then let go of his hand, and then as if he remembered something, he immediately said to the young man: "Brother Wu, why did you take action against Brother Ci Song just now?"

"I……"

The young man's expression changed and he hesitated a little.

"Brother Wu, do you know what you did just now? You attacked a fellow disciple!"

Seeing that Mo Yao was getting more and more angry as he spoke, Ci Song hurriedly tried to persuade him: "Mo Yao, I was injured. This senior brother showed mercy. This matter was all a misunderstanding from beginning to end. I didn't know that the room I stayed in last night was yours." ”

"This senior brother is also kind-hearted, please don't be angry again."

After hearing Ci Song's answer, Mo Yao turned around, nodded slightly, and whispered: "Okay."

"Holy shit? What kind of Shu-faced hero? His face changed so quickly? Is Mo Yao the only fan of Ci Song Dynasty? She does what I say."

Ci Song was really shocked by the speed of Mo Yao's face change, but she was relieved to see that the misunderstanding was resolved.

He walked aside, picked up the long sword from the ground, and handed it to the young man, "Brother Wu, we don't know each other even if we don't fight each other. Please introduce yourself, Yan Sheng Academy, Ci Song."

Senior Brother Wu took the sword, but his tone was still full of hostility, "Yan Sheng Academy? How can a genius like you appear in the land of rotten wood?"

Hearing this man mocking him, Ci Song did not give him a good look anymore, and chuckled: "Brother Wu is so powerful that his sword skills even made Ci Song flee. Ci Song admires him very much. Alas, I am just a little ant in the realm of childhood, and I don’t know when I will reach the realm of Brother Wu.”

"Tong...Tong Sheng?"

But he said that when Senior Brother Wu heard that Ci Song was just a Tong Sheng, he was stunned. He had thought that Ci Song was at least a scholar, and not even a Ju Ren. The sword in his hand?

"You...you, a child, how could you accept my three swords?" Senior Brother Wu asked unwillingly.

Ci Song did not answer his question, but looked at Senior Brother Wu up and down with somewhat doubtful eyes.

Speaking of which, he was very curious about what kind of realm this martial brother was. When he fought with him just now, he didn't feel any pressure. Although he knew that this senior brother had a hand in reserve, he was able to challenge him with his sword. There really isn't much to show for it.

"Brother Ci Song, did you break through Tongsheng? When did it happen? From the looks of it, do you also want to participate in this Fifth Courtyard Tea Party?"

After hearing Ci Song's response, Mo Yao's face was full of surprise.

"I will participate, but I don't have too much hope. I will take the crown of this talent banquet." Ci Song replied slowly.

In fact, Ci Song is not a public person, but Bai Ye once said, don't be too modest when going out, especially when facing someone like Wu, don't look good on him.

"I believe brother Ci Song. By the way, brother, the Master said, after you wake up, let me take you to see him. I felt it was too late yesterday, so I didn't tell you about it. Let's go find him now. Master."

After saying that, Mo Yao directly took Ci Song's arm and walked down the mountain.

Brother Wu was shocked by Mo Yao's behavior. Mo Yao had been coming to Kong Sheng Academy for almost three months. Because of his outstanding appearance and excellent temperament, plus the very small number of women in the entire Kong Sheng Academy, Mo Yao entered the Confucius Academy. The school became

A popular figure, many of his classmates have a good impression of him, and even express his goodwill frequently, but Mo Yao does not treat anyone with kindness, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is indifferent. But even so, there are still 30 students in the school. In the biography of six relatives, at least half of the people are pursuing her.

Senior Brother Wu was also one of them, but today he learned that Mo Yao actually had a sweetheart and was engaged to him, which made him unable to accept the reality for a while. And looking at the two of them being so intimate, it didn't look like they were just pretending. Otherwise, with Junior Sister Mo Yao's temper, no one would be able to get close to her.

"I will use my talents to prove myself. I will go all out in this literary battle." Senior Brother Wu returned the long sword to its place, turned and walked towards the mountain.

. . . . . .

After Mo Yao took Ci Song down the mountain, he entered a forest. After walking a few steps, the sound of bells could be heard in the woods, which was refreshing and refreshing. "Master is not far ahead."

Mo Yao said softly, "I was not in the school yesterday. I didn't know that Brother Ci Song was here unexpectedly. I'm really sorry that I didn't receive you in the school right away."

"ah?"