As the sun sets, it is already evening in Chang'an City.

Mr. Han stood on the high platform and looked coldly at the people on the ring, with a serious expression.

"Mr. Han, this Wang Yi is so cruel. As the teacher of the academy, I don't care." Although Yang Zhao was talking, he did not move at all, because this is Baizi Academy, and he couldn't do anything here.

Mr. Han covered his mouth and yawned. He looked at the people on the ring, looked at Yang Zhao who was calm but was always ready to take action. He smiled and said, "Are you teasing me?"

"Everyone knows that I am the final rule. When I was an official in the past, I could be a court and abide by the rules for the emperor."

"Today, as a teacher at Baizi Academy, I should abide by the rules for all students."

"As for you, Yang Zhao, is the emperor or a student of my academy?"

This sentence is undoubtedly a humiliation to Yang Zhao. After all, in terms of identity, Yang Zhao is one of the nine ministers and is unspeakable. In terms of knowledge, the Yang family is not bad at all. However, it is a bit disrespectful to involve Emperor Ming.

"puff."

An inappropriate voice came from the side, and Li Yuan was secretly covering his mouth, lowering his head, shaking his body, indicating that it was the sound he made just now.

"Sorry, I couldn't hold it back for a while."

Li Yuan bowed and apologized to Mr. Han, ignoring Yang Zhao, who was ashen with a gray face.

Mr. Han looked at the prince and felt quite interested in his appetite and smiled.

"Let's go, I think Wang Yi's move is not suitable for being a member of our academy."

Looking in the voice, it was the gentleman who was in charge of the ring and said, "I respect Mr. Han's rules, but the ruthless and ruthless person is not worthy of being a student of my academy."

Yang Zhao's face had no expression, but it could be seen that the aura around him had already been much more restrained.

"Wang Yi won the competition right, but his methods are cruel and not suitable for studying in the academy. I beg Mr. Han to expel Wang Yi from the academy for the sake of the academy's reputation."

After saying that, the man saluted Mr. Han on the high platform.

Mr. Han remained silent and looked at the person who spoke. He knew that this was not for Wang Yi, but for him. Because he was a disciple of the right prime minister Li Si, who had the same surname as Emperor Ming. Li Si and he had been under the same sect since he entered the academy, but his knowledge was different. Mr. Han believed that the rules among all beings in the world were the greatest, and everything had to be done according to the rules, so he had the remark that "the emperor broke the law and the common people were the same crime." Li Si believed that Emperor Ming was the most important in the world, and everything should follow the decision of Emperor Ming, so he had always been tit-for-tat. It was also because of this and the physical reason that Mr. Han resigned and returned to the academy to teach students.

"Do you really think I'm afraid of you?" At this time, Wang Yi, who was sitting on the ground, suddenly spoke and said to the gentleman.

"The academy is a place that teaches us the principles of being human beings, and teaches people that they are 'nature is good'. I have always regarded the academy as a holy place." Wang Yi stood up slowly, "But if people put their swords on your neck and kill you, you say you can't resist."

"Then people like you are really a scumbag in the academy."

"I would be very sorry, why did the academy teach you a person like you, I think Mr. Han agrees with it."

Wang Yi looked at Mr. Han on the high platform, and the old man's eyes were filled with relief.

"You." The gentleman was speechless for a moment. After all, the other party talked about his pain. He was originally inappropriate, but he looked at Lu Zhong's clothes, which was a little unhappy.

Just eyes.

He looked at Yang Zhao, hoping that Yang Zhao would speak for him, but unfortunately, Yang Zhao stood there without saying a word, looking at Wang Yi standing up.

Wang Yi chuckled, but because his injury was too serious, he spat out a mouthful of blood. After raising his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, Wang Yi walked not far from Yang Zhao, and Lu Zhong supported Wang Yi to avoid Wang Yi's fall.

"How does Lord Yang feel now?"

Yang Zhao looked at the stubborn boy and sneered, "Mr. Wang is very eloquent, but Yang has recorded what happened today."

"There is no way, I have a senior brother who can tell you more than me. I learned from him, but I'm sorry, Lord Yang, I'm a little annoyed." Wang Yi looked straight into Yang Zhao's eyes, with anger in his eyes.

"You." The gentleman stretched out a finger and pointed at Wang Yi, and his whole body began to tremble. Wang Yi's words undoubtedly stepped on his self-esteem.

"As the referee, I sentence Wang Yi to failure and Zhao Yang to failure, and this game will be invalid."

"You." Ma Shun couldn't stand watching, rolled up her sleeves and was about to go to the stage to argue with him. After walking a few steps, suddenly an arm came out from the front to block it, but he found that someone was holding him.

Ma Shun looked over and turned out to be His Royal Highness.

"Criminal, you."

"Shh, the big guy hasn't come yet, don't worry."

Li Yuan put his index finger beside his mouth and signaled Ma Shun to be calm. Ma Shun nodded and stood aside and waited quietly with Li Yuan.

Lu Zhong narrowed his eyes and looked at the ignorant person, thinking that he would definitely invite him to the Jinyiwei to "drink tea" today. What kind of hospitality should he use? Or do he have to abandon his cultivation first and be locked up with the butcher of Nanchu, or let him live in the same room with the man-eating man in Northern Qi.

Everyone looked at Mr. Han on the high platform, because now he can only deny the judgment.

Mr. Han looked at the man coldly, "I've really had a lot of sage books into the dog's belly."

"Haha, Lao Han, your vulgar words are rare."

Not far away, an old man in a white robe walked over with a smile.

Mr. Han snorted coldly, no longer speaking. The rest of the people bowed together and said, "Greetings to the Dean." Everyone was shocked and respectful indescribable.

The visitor was a little embarrassed, and stopped looking at Mr. Han, and said to everyone, "All students are polite." After that, he bent down to return the gift.

This old man is the dean of Baizi Academy, Song Jinmo. No one would have thought that the dean would handle this matter personally. As the most prestigious old man in the Confucian Academy, Song Jinmo usually discusses knowledge with scholars on the mainland, and it has a very profound meaning at this time.

Song Jinmo looked at the gentleman who was sitting on the ring and named Dong An. Dong An walked up to Song Jinmo and saluted respectfully and said, "Students have met Master Song."

"Xiao Dong, although you have read a lot of books, there are some things outside the books." Song Jinmo looked at Dong An in a panic in front of him and shook his head and said.

There are knowledge left to us by sages in the book, and reading more is excellent. But being a person is outside the book, but you don’t understand Xiao Dong.

Of course, the old man would not say these words. For literati, some things should be understood by themselves.

Song Jinmo turned his head to look at Lu Zhong who was supporting Wang Yi, "Mr. Lu, Lord Ji is okay."

Lu Zhong slowly let down Wang Yi and let him recover from his injuries on his own, and then bowed and said, "Thank you, Master Song, please be fine."

"Just be safe."

Song Jinmo looked at Yang Zhao on the ring and did not speak. Because most people, including the old man, agreed.

The Yang family is useless except for harming the country and the people. What's more, now he dares to reach into the academy, and it's really his own cultivation that he has not driven him out.

Yang Zhao also understood this truth and did not expect Song Jinmo to look up to him. He also bowed and said goodbye and left without looking back. After leaving the academy that made him feel bad, only Dong An was left there who was embarrassed.

He was abandoned.

Wang Yi looked at Yang Zhao's departure back and knew that the matter should have come to an end.

"Xiao Dong, now you put down everything and go to the back mountain to think about your mistakes." Song Jinmo was not smiling, but looked at Dong An very serious.

Dong An bowed yes, but there was no guilt on his face.

Song Jinmo shook his head, turned around, and looked at Lu Zhong standing there and said, "Can Lord Lu give me a face? Let me give you an explanation."

Lu Zhong looked at the old man with great prestige and pointed his hand at Wang Yi, who was sitting on the ground to regulate his breathing, signaling that he had the final say.

Song Jinmo was so smart that he understood the key to the matter in an instant and said to Wang Yi: "I don't know what my friend wants."

Wang Yi slowly opened his eyes, "Yes."

Song Jinmo was in a good mood and waved his hand to signal the banquet to continue today. People continued to return to the seat, and Dong An was also taken away. The host on the ring changed to a slightly young boy.

Song Jinmo walked to Wang Yi and helped him up personally. Wang Yi was also confused and couldn't figure out what the old dean was going to do. Song Jinmo pulled Wang Yi and said, "Can you go to my study and rest for a while?"

Wang Yi looked surprised. How could he be so kind-hearted if he didn't know him? There are many people who are more confused than him, Ma Shun, Li Yuan, and Lu Zhong. It would have been better to say when this kid knew Master Song before, so why would he have caused such a big deal?

Wang Yi looked at Lu Zhong, as if asking him. Lu Zhong was confused when he touched his head, and then nodded. After all, being invited by a famous senior would never be a bad thing.

Wang Yi nodded and agreed.

The Baizi Banquet began as usual, as if nothing had happened, only the shattered arena on the ground proved what had just happened here.

Mr. Han sat back on the platform and did not look at the departure of Song Jinmo and Wang Yi. Instead, he looked at the setting sun in the sky and did not come back to his senses for a long time.

The backyard of the academy and the humble room were silent.

Wang Yi and Song Jinmo sat next to a chessboard, and the chess pieces in their hands kept falling on the chessboard.

"My friend's swordsmanship is extraordinary." Song Jinmo made the chessboard for the first time.

Wang Yi took the chess piece and glanced at Song Jinmo sitting opposite him, "It's okay, but I'm curious about how Mr. appeared at today's Hundred Sons Banquet..."

Song Jinmo smiled, "I said I was idle and I was just walking around casually, my friend is trustworthy."

Wang Yi's son fell down, stood up and said, "Sir, I'm kidding."

Song Jinmo stroked his beard and smiled, "Haha, my friend is also an interesting person, I won't keep it from hiding."

"I don't know if my friend recognizes Su Qin."

Dong.

A chess piece landed on the chessboard, Wang Yi's right hand stretched out stopped in the air, looking at Song Jinmo with a vigilant look on his face.
Chapter completed!