MTL - I Became the Ancestor of the Villain-Chapter 66 How can the people who travel through the world not copy books?

  Chapter 66 How can the people who travel through the world not copy books?

  Wang Yu's words not only surprised Mo Qingkuang, but also surprised the people around him.

   Just now, the swords are not on the verge of breaking out, and there is a posture of fighting on the spot. What's the matter, changed to Wendou?

  You must know that the Wang family not only inherits poetry and books, but also inherits martial arts, and Wang Xiang even has the level of martial arts kings.

  Wang Yu's martial arts talent is not outstanding, but he has practiced it.

   In fact, not only the Wang family, but the entire Tianxuan Empire, even the candidates for the literary examination, more or less practiced.

   To put it bluntly, in the Tianhan Continent, where martial arts are the most respected, only people with low talent will choose to focus on Wen Tao.

  Mo frivolously heard the words, a little stunned: "Young Master Wang, I don't know a lot of big characters. You are the number one scholar in the literary examination. It is difficult for me to ask for advice on literary talent."

  Wang Yu sneered in his heart, embarrassing you? Haven't you been embarrassing me just now?

  On the surface, he still laughed and groaned: "Young Master Mo, don't be humble. Your Mo family was also a big family with a shocking reputation. I believe that your family's education should be better than my Wang family's."

  Everyone felt that what Wang Yu said was too much.

  Mo Qingkuang is the champion of martial arts, and I have never heard of the excellence of literary talent. You are a dignified champion in the literary examination and go to the champion of martial arts to ask for advice on literary talent. Why don't you roll up your sleeves and fight with him?

  Tang Yu was the first to stand up and speak to Mo Kuangkuang: "Wang Yu, you are going too far, brother Mo is a warrior!"

   "That's right, Mo Qingkuang devoted himself to martial arts, so how can he recite poems and do it right?"

   At this time, the innate contradiction between civil and military has become a prerequisite for the same hatred.

The literary test candidates on the other side suddenly united, no matter whether they knew about Wang Yu's true level or not, since the martial arts people joined forces to attack our literary test champion, if we didn't join in, wouldn't we be punished? Poking the spine?

"What you said is wrong. Just because we haven't heard of Mr. Mo's literary talent, it doesn't mean that Mr. Mo really doesn't know poetry. Mr. Mo is a great hero who protects my Tianxuan face. Of course it's nothing to worry about!"

  Put on your high hat first, the literati's mouth will always be sharp and ruthless.

  Wang Yu smiled happily, and he was very grateful for the support of all the candidates. He waved his hand: "You can't say that, we specialize in literary examinations, and it's really not appropriate to ask Mo Shao for advice on poetry and prose."

He walked slowly to the window and gently opened it: "Well, there is Juzi Lake outside the window. This season is a good time for the lotus to bloom. This is a great beauty in our capital. There are many poems praising the lotus in the past. Spread it from the Luming Banquet. How about we make a fu with this lotus flower today?"

   "Good!" All the essay candidates nodded one after another, pushed open the windows, and shook their heads as if they were immersed in the beautiful scenery of lotus blooming everywhere.

  Mo frivolously looked confused, what's the matter? That settles things? I haven't agreed yet!

   "Young Master Wang, I really don't know how to do it!" Mo frivolously sullenly, extremely resentful in his heart.

  Everyone in the martial arts examination secretly thought that something was wrong, and began to seek help from Dean Zheng Tao: "Dean Zheng, look..."

  Zheng Tao is also a little helpless, he is 100% sure that Wang Yu's sudden reaction and initiative must be Huage's handwriting.

  Just as he was about to speak to stop him, Huage interrupted him softly: "This kid is arrogant and has great plans, and he has been in the limelight recently, so he needs to be polished. Don't stop me, brother, I'm here to help you."

   Zheng Tao was also thoughtful when he heard the words.

  It is true that Mo Frivolous has amazing talent, and it is true that his combat IQ is extremely high, but he is not sincere enough in his dealings with others.

   Today's public apprenticeship, and the threat of martial arts to raise conditions to the Ninth Princess a few days ago, etc., all show that this child is selfish and needs to be polished.

  Let him suffer a little, so that he can be trained in the future.

  Therefore, Zheng Tao cleared his throat, not to look at the expression on his own disciple Mo's frivolous pleading for help.

He said solemnly: "Back then, the old man was also a candidate for the literary examination, and Dean Hua was also a candidate for the martial arts examination. It must be known that both civil and military skills are the right way, and one who is dedicated to martial arts is just a warrior. Similarly, a person who is dedicated to writing is just a corrupt scholar. "

   Zheng Tao's words made the martial arts candidates feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave. Didn't even the dean of his own college help him?

  Even if what you say is good, not everyone can be as accomplished as the three of you in the golden generation!

  It is not easy for an ordinary person to excel in one subject, but what a genius it must be to be both civil and military?

  Wang Yu was overjoyed when he heard the words. It seemed that Dean Hua had already gotten along with Dean Zheng.

He said with a smile: "Dean Zheng has already said that he is both civil and military! Besides, Mo Shao is Dean Zheng's disciple, and Dean Zheng must know about it. Even Dean Zheng has confidence in Mo Shao. Don't you agree with me in the same year?" Is Mo Shao not confident?"

  Wang Yu's words are based on the surface and inside, and everyone in the martial arts examination can't find any refutation.

  Han Yaner on the side suddenly looked a little unnatural.

  At first, seeing Mo Qingkuang devastated, she was still secretly happy, but now that the ducks are really driven to the shelves, Mo Qingkuang has to fight Wang Yuwen, but she is inexplicably worried.

  She knows the details of Mo's frivolity, so where is there any literary talent to speak of?

  Mo Qingkuang also looked helpless at this moment, resentful towards Zheng Tao, the boss of the cheap master he just recognized.

   "Old Ancestor, what should we do?" After much deliberation, the Ancestor Mo Fan was still reliable, so he hurriedly asked.

  Mo Fan is currently researching the new rewards for completing this martial arts championship, one of which is the clue to his resurrection.

  A secret method that specializes in the cultivation of soul power and is used to prepare for the seizure of the house, called "The Sutra of Nourishing the Soul".

  Hearing Mo's frivolous call, he couldn't help but sneer and said, "Come on, fight poems or fight Fu? My ancestors have nothing else but can memorize... ah no, they can write books!"

  As a young man in modern society who has received nine years of compulsory education, he has long experience in writing web articles.

  Mo Fan has quite a lot of knowledge reserves. There is an unwritten rule in online texts. Travelers do not copy poems. I am sorry for this glorious identity!

   How long have you been waiting until today?

   Don't be frivolous when you hear the words, you are determined, your ancestors are still reliable.

   Next, it's time to show off your acting skills.

  He blushed, pretending to force himself and said stiffly: "In this case, please Wang Shao start first and set an example for us."

  Wang Yu saw that the bait had been taken, and the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

  He was able to choose the lotus in the Juzi Lake downstairs as the topic, so he was naturally prepared.

  If he is asked to do it on the spot, he will not be able to do it. I can't bear it anymore, there is a genuine literary champion grandfather in his family.

  On Wang Hua's desk, he happened to see a good poem praising the lotus recently. It was also newly written, so no one should know about it.

  I just took it out and used it, and went back to act like a baby with my grandpa. Given how much my grandpa loves me, I don't think he will be too harsh.

  With this "Fu on the Lotus", his reputation will surely spread widely.

  He can even imagine that in the future, people will spread the reputation of his "Ode to the Lotus" made at the Luming Banquet to the world.

  Don't be frivolous, great hero, you are destined to be my stepping stone!

  (end of this chapter)