Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 221 There is always someone who can hold it
Screw his head off... and have to jump up?

Mo Junli was immediately amused by Mu Xici's blurted words, he raised his eyebrows, and swept the little girl beside him up and down with a smile, with an extremely arrogant expression: "Lord National Teacher, don't worry, jump up You can't screw it either."

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Mu Xici was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and after reacting for a while, he finally felt the taste. Immediately, his almond eyes widened and he pulled his face: "Believe it or not, I saw your calf before jumping?"

"Believe me, don't say sawing the calf, I will believe you when you say sawing the thigh."

"Okay, stand still and don't fall, the old master has spoken." The boy who was so angry that his hair exploded just now smoothed the girl's hair again skillfully. When the latter heard that the old master made a move, he quickly Standing still, he turned his gaze to the stone table.

——Although according to her current state, she couldn't hear what the two of them were talking about, but it was better to watch than not to watch at all.

At least at this distance, she can still look at the mouth shape, make do, and guess what they are talking about.

"Young Master Zhu, you may not be very clear about the temperament of an old man, but the Marquis of Guifu must know it very well in his heart." Old Madam Xiao spoke slowly, her usual calm and gentle voice was now a little more serious.

It could be seen that he was very angry, he opened his mouth and called Zhu Chengxu "Young Master Zhu", regardless of the age difference between the two, and the little friendship between the Anping Houfu and the Xiao family.

"The old man has always valued the students' adaptability and basic knowledge. When the old man is ordered to write a question for the palace test, he must take it at will, and there is no draft." Xiao Jue said, the old palm moved away from the cup, and slowly spread it on the table superior.

"But I don't know what Master Zhu is trying to get out of this old man!" The old man raised his hand and slapped the table heavily. Most of it was shot and sprinkled.

Do not eat a toast, eat the old thing of fine wine.

Zhu Chengxu's face darkened, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes, but he still had a smile on his face, and his tone was as calm as possible: "Why does Mr. Xiao have such a big reaction? This junior is just asking casually."

"Besides, missing a question in the scientific examination is a felony of decapitation. How could Chengxu ask you this so ignorantly?" Zhu Chengxu smirked, "Besides, everyone knows that Mr. Xiao always writes questions as he pleases. It’s useless to come out.”

"Compared with specific topics, what this junior wants to know more is the scope of your investigation, old master." The young man raised his jaw slightly as he spoke, trying to overwhelm the old man in terms of momentum.

"For example, is it the Four Books or the Five Classics? Is it the Danshu, Qing History... or the current affairs?"

"I don't know." Old Madam Xiao said in a low voice, "I never set a limit for my questions, I can do whatever I think of. If Mr. Zhu wants to ask this, I'm afraid I will disappoint you!"

These words were far beyond Zhu Chengxu's expectations. He thought that with his family's power in the court and the scope of the question, he could not miss the point. So thoroughly.

"You really don't know?" Zhu Chengxu narrowed his eyes, and his slender eyebrows and eyes became more narrow and dark, "Old Xiao, this junior respects you as an elder, and I don't want to make things difficult for you—this junior asks you again, if you ask a question, seriously Don't even have a range?"

"No, there has never been a scope, Mr. Zhu, please come back." Old Madam Xiao sneered, her old face already as cold as frost.

"Old Xiao!" Zhu Chengxu frowned, and slapped the table with a "bang", with a fierce look on his face.

"Why, Mr. Zhu still wants to rough up this old man here?" The old man's expression was calm, "Don't forget, this is the Xiao Mansion, and today is the Peach Blossom Poetry Club—"

"The backyard is not a hidden place."

"You!" Zhu Chengxu was furious, his hands were clenched into fists suddenly, his chest heaved violently while panting, he stared at Old Madam Xiao for an unknown amount of time, and it took a long time before he managed to suppress the anger in his heart.

He can't be impulsive, Xiao Jue is a veteran of three dynasties, two generations of emperor teachers, and has countless disciples, the Xiao family is still an existence that they can't easily provoke.

It's just a palace test and a few chess pieces. If you lose it, you lose it. It's for His Highness... as long as the goal can be achieved.

Having figured it out, Zhu Chengxu calmed down. He knew he couldn't stay here any longer, so he bowed to the old lady with his hands, turned and left.

"The junior has been bothering me a lot today, Mr. Xiao, please leave."

"Young master, go slowly. I'm sorry for being old and weak, so it's inconvenient to give away more." Old Madam Xiao had a half-smile, watching Zhu Chengxu staggered and almost fell to the ground at what he said, his heart immediately felt relieved .

"Oh... the young people nowadays are getting more and more angry with each other." The old man said to himself while holding the teapot, and poured himself a new cup of tea.

Since Zhu Chengxu had the guts to come here to ask him the palace examination questions, there must be more than one hand behind the Anping Hou's mansion.

Isn't this an excuse to give yourself to His Majesty?
Xiao Jue shook her head, picked up the teacup and took a sip. The tea was an ordinary product. After steeping for a long time, the sweet taste of green tea was gone, leaving only the bitterness in her throat.

He drank the tea, and suddenly remembered the aura he had glimpsed from Zhu Chengxu at that time. The black, thick fog enveloped the young man's body, and it made his brain ache.

To say that he has seen many people of this younger generation, but he has not seen many clean and upright people.

"Forget it, children and grandchildren have their own blessings..." The old man lowered his eyes and muttered softly, solemnly and seriously swallowing the bitter tea in the cup.

Before he put down his cup and left, he subconsciously looked up at the old tree two feet behind his eyes. The old tree was particularly lush this year.

"Tsk tsk, it may not be clean."

He suddenly smiled at the tree, and then walked away slowly with his hands behind his back. In his old age, his figure was no longer as straight as a bamboo as when he was young, and his steps also seemed a little staggering.

The tree fell in the eyes of ordinary people, maybe it was nothing special, and he couldn't feel the mystery hidden in it from the outside, but for a few moments, he managed to catch a glimpse of the two balls of "Qi" on it.

It was the cleanest qi he had ever seen in his life.

The plain color is covered with a light layer of gold, which is warm and bright, making his eyes reddened.

He really hadn't seen such a clean color for a long time.

In this world, there are always people who can keep the word "upright".

"I just don't know which family's doll it is. I've been there for so long, are you tired?" the old lady muttered. When passing by an old white peach tree in the yard, she squeezed a newly bloomed peach blossom and put it on the tree. The difference is behind the ears.

The flower trembled slightly in the wind, matching the old man's snow-colored silver hair, Mo Junli looked at his back in a daze for a moment, and his voice trembled when he spoke.

"My lord, the old master's smile just now... Did he see us?"

　In fact, doing things with a clear conscience and being upright is also my vision

　　
　
(End of this chapter)