I Became the Ancestor of the Villain

  Chapter 70 Two elders contending

  Heard Wang Yu's crazy words.

  Hua Ge, the dean of the Academy of Arts, the instigator of this competition, only now came back to his senses.

  He ignored Wang Yu, looking at Mo frivolously with extreme eagerness.

   "Old Zheng, let's discuss it?"

   "Get lost! Impossible, I finally got such an apprentice! Don't even think about it!"

   "Old Zheng, brother, you know the rags I've collected for so many years, and I can't breathe even after being oppressed by old Fu recently." Hua Ge frowned, with a flattering smile on his face.

   "I have been an old brother for so many years, you have pity on me, there will be better ones in the future, brother, I will never fight with you!"

   Zheng Tao kept a cold face, unmoved at all: "Don't talk about brothers who have been brothers for a hundred years, even brothers who have been brothers for a thousand years, we can't let it go! How many years has it been since I took back my apprentice for the first time, and you have the nerve to **** it?"

   "Old Zheng! Whatever you fancy about the things in my house, take whatever you want, this apprentice, give it to me!" Hua Ge was still struggling for the last time.

   "I don't like the rags of your house, besides, my apprentice is the champion of martial arts, so it's your turn to teach the dean of the Academy of Arts?" Zheng Tao shook his head like a rattle.

  I thought that Mo Qingkuang was a genius with a deep mind, strong talent, and fighting intelligence.

   Unexpectedly, his attainments in poetry and prose are so high.

  The two of them are both civil and military talents of the older generation. In this "Ai Lian Shuo", they also saw many different things.

  Has unique characteristics, has the persistence of being the only one I love, and has the strong resilience not to be moved by the world.

   It’s not just because of this long aftertaste poem that they won the fight regardless of the brotherhood for many years.

  Looking at the appearance of the two elders, everyone still doesn't know their attitude.

  The two elders have never heard of Mo's frivolous "Ai Lian Shuo", and at the same time, their love for this article has reached a considerable height.

  The dean of the Academy of Arts and the dean of the Academy of Martial arts competed for a disciple at the same time, which had never happened since Tianxuan's millennium.

  Even in the previous session, Zheng Tao, the president of the Martial Arts Academy, and Fu Qing, the president of the Imperial College, competed for Chen Kong, but they were only interested in martial arts talent.

   Mo frivolous, who can be recognized by the presidents of the civil and military institutes, is undoubtedly an impeccable all-rounder in civil and military affairs!

   Still the champion of martial arts who overwhelms the champion of Jinke's literary examination in terms of literary talent!

  Even Fu Qing, the head of the golden generation a hundred years ago and now the principal of the Imperial College, could not reach this level.

  Listening to the quarrel between Hua Ge and Zheng Tao, Wang Yu's face gradually became depressed.

  He knew that he had lost, a crushing defeat.

  Even if the former number one scholar in the literary examination was used, the poems written by Wang Hua, the prime minister of the current dynasty, were still suppressed by Mo frivolously.

  He suddenly felt a little regretful, regretting why he provoked Mo Qingkuang, regretting why he listened to Huage's provocation to fight Mo Qingkuang, regretting why he chose the theme of Yonglian.

  At this moment, all these regrets are mixed in his heart.

  From today on, Mo Qingkuang, no matter who he becomes as a disciple, he already has the absolute approval of the presidents of the Civil and Military Academy.

   Not to mention revenge in the future to save his face, as long as Mo is frivolous and not treasonous, it doesn't matter if he demolishes the Imperial College.

  He fell weakly to his seat, his eyes were empty, and he stopped talking.

  Everyone looked at Wang Yu, who was confident and triumphant at first, so depressed at the moment.

   Think back to Mo Qingkuang's calm, emotionless chant.

  It seems that the "Ai Lian Shuo" that is enough to be passed down through the ages is not a masterpiece at all, but just a sentence that comes at your fingertips.

  Compete and judge! This time, Wang Yu really shot himself in the foot.

  Han Yan'er raised her head and looked at Mo Qingkuang, who was taller than her, with complicated eyes.

  It turned out that he was really talented, and he came up with such clever sentences.

  Her beautiful eyes flowed, and in her eyes at this moment, Mo Qingkuang, who was in the stage of acting, seemed to gradually coincide with her ideal lover.

  High talent, handsome appearance, outstanding literary talent! This is any girl's dream.

  It turned out that the ignorance in the intelligence was false. It wasn't that he was ignorant, but that he had a beautiful chest, so he didn't show it.

  Since it is false to be ignorant, will the information about bullying men and women be also false?

   Or, is it just the shell that Mo Qingkuang wants to show to the world?

  Women in love always hope that their lover is perfect, even if there are some shortcomings, they are still willing to find excuses for him to cover up in case.

  Especially the phrase "Who is the same giver", seems to tell his heart that is not understood by outsiders.

  How is it not telling his long-hidden loneliness?

  Mo frivolous at this moment is more like a black hole, deeply attracting her to investigate.

  What is it that makes him deliberately wear a dandy mask, is it a self-defense for self-protection, or a competitor's deliberate rumors, or something else?

  Han Yan'er has already overturned all the pages of information on Mo's frivolous life in her heart.

  Among the two possibilities of Mo frivolously being a dandy and a scumbag and an all-rounder in civil and military affairs, she chose to believe the latter without hesitation.

  She couldn't wait to send another person to find out what kind of person Mo frivolous is actually.

   Just when everyone was planning to get close to the new favorite of the Imperial College, Mo Qingkuang.

  But he found that his eyes blurred, and Mo Qingkuang and the two deans who were still arguing suddenly disappeared.

  …

   "Boy, you choose yourself." The lazy voice awakened Mo's frivolous trance.

   Mo frivolously looked up and found that he was in a closed space.

  Zheng Tao and Huage are blowing their beards and staring at themselves. The person who spoke just now was Huage.

   "Teacher, Dean Hua, what should I choose?" Mo asked frivolously and doubtfully.

   "What else do you choose? Me, Zheng Tao, who do you want to be your teacher?" Huage said angrily.

   It turned out that the two of them were at loggerheads, Zheng Tao refused to give up an inch of ground, Huage vowed not to let go.

  In the end, Mo Qingkuang had to make his own choice.

   Is it the student of the dean of the Academy of Arts, or the apprentice of the dean of the Martial Arts Academy?

   After a moment of daze.

  Mo frivolously adheres to the teaching of his ancestors that "children make choices, adults must all".

   Seriously said: "Thanks to the respect of the two seniors, if possible, the junior is willing to worship the two seniors as teachers at the same time."

  The Mo family is on their way to the capital. Although Mo Qingkuang is the new champion, he is a foreigner and has no one to rely on.

  The strength of the Mo family is not strong enough, the one with the highest cultivation level is still the grandfather who has wandered abroad and has not returned, and he is no more than the cultivation base of a great master.

  My own father, Mo Shan, the current head of the family, has been stuck in the Grand Master realm for many years, and he is simply inferior to ordinary small officials in this capital city.

  The Mo family urgently needs some strong backers to help the Mo family gain a foothold in Kyoto. The more and stronger the better!

  (end of this chapter)