I'm so cheap, you don't want to hit me, do you?

Many students are chattering.

Although Confucianism has a lot of etiquette and rules, but after all, they are some young people, and it is impossible to be as calm as those old masters.

After Nan Shan brought Wang Xuan there, he left.

Wang Xuan looked around in the school.

At the door, Zi Muqi hurried in and shouted: "New here, I and you are at odds."

When Zimu changed his clothes, he thought about it, he was indeed kicked down, and the one who kicked him could only be Wang Xuan.

Among the three generations of disciples, Zimu is at the level of the eldest brother.

Seeing Zimu come in, everyone hurried out of the way.

At the same time, he wants to see who offended Zimu.

"Student Zimu, as a disciple of Confucianism, how can you shout?"

"Although I'm just getting started, I also know etiquette. Where have you read all the sage books?"

Wang Xuan said sadly.

"How dare you tell me this, I'll see if I don't beat you to death."

When Zimu heard this, he became even more angry. He was furious, and he rolled up his sleeves and wanted to do it.

Just then, a roar sounded.

"Zimu, you don't know any rules."

Nan Shan just walked over at this time, looking at Zimu with cold eyes.

"Zixuan, Uncle Shi saw you right, you are a good boy with good manners, not like Zimu, it's really outrageous."

Nan Shan cast admiring glances at Wang Xuan.

"He is polite, I am shameless..."

Zimu was about to argue.

Wang Xuan immediately interrupted him loudly, and said with a heartbroken voice: "Senior brother Zimu, I came to Xiaoshengxianzhuang to study, and I thought all the seniors were noble and modest gentlemen, but I didn't expect you to spoil my impression of Xiaoshengxianzhuang. "

"You have a bad temper and don't know the rules. But if you are like this, it will affect the image of Little Shengxianzhuang."

"You accidentally fell into the lake yourself, and you still want to vent your anger on others. It's really heartbreaking."

Zimu stared straight at this. He had never seen such a shameless guy. He was obviously a victim, but now he seemed to be wrong.

Nanshan's face became even more gloomy, and he stared at Zimu and said, "Zimu, as a senior brother, you should lead by example, but your behavior has really disappointed me. Now apologize to Zixuan immediately, or don't blame me for hitting you."

Zimu made an argument, "No..."

In the end, he was interrupted by Wang Xuan again.

"You dare to talk back when the elders lecture you, that is to say, Uncle Nanshan has a good temper. If it were someone else, he would have beaten you."

As soon as Nanshan heard this, he immediately took out the board and said, "Stretch out your hand."

Under Zimu's fire-spitting eyes, Wang Xuan said again: "Uncle Nanshan, although Zimu's skin is thick and he is not afraid of hitting the board, but I think it's better to forget it, after all, he has to take his face into consideration."

Hearing this, Zimu had a bad feeling in his heart, as if something ominous was about to happen.

Sure enough, Nanshan said angrily: "Thick skin, let me see how thick he is."

As he spoke, he put the bamboo board aside and took out another iron ruler.

Zimu was so frightened that his body trembled.

But Confucianism puts the highest priority on rules, so how could he not dare to stretch out his hand.

Soon, there was the sound of banging on the board in the school.

After just a few strokes, Zimu's hands were swollen.

"Anger +399."

"Anger +499."

...

Every time the board went down, Wang Xuan could see the anger value floating.

The disciples next to him looked terrified.

Someone couldn't help pleading for Zimu: "Uncle Nanshan forget it, Zimu knows it's wrong."

Wang Xuan also said at the right time: "That's right, Uncle Master, I think it's almost enough to hit another fifty boards."

"Nima."

"Anger +699."

Zimu really wanted to strangle this bastard to death.

"Are you pleading for mercy? You are afraid that you won't be able to kill me."

Chapter 496

Zimu was slapped another fifty times before he stopped.

A pair of eyes stared at Wang Xuan with resentment, this beam was finally settled.

Wang Xuan didn't care about it, if he was afraid of offending others, how could he have the strength he has today.

After sitting down, a middle-aged man in a blue robe walked in.

As the middle-aged man walked in, the whole room fell silent.

Wang Xuan knew that this was probably the teacher who taught the class.

The other party obviously also noticed the new face of Wang Xuan, and looked at him twice more.

Wang Xuan blinked at the other party.

The opponent immediately turned his head aside.

"Anger +99."

Wang Xuan couldn't help being happy.

"It's a bit messed up."

At this time, everyone stood up and saluted in unison.

"Hello sir."

After asking, they all sat down.

"Which gentleman is this?"

Wang Xuan stabbed a student next to him.

The other party glanced at the podium quietly, and said in a low voice: "This is Mr. Da Fu Nian. Mr. Da is the strictest. You should be careful."

As he said that, the other party directly turned his head away, not talking to Wang Xuan, for fear that the other party would hurt him.

The big master of Xiaoshengxianzhuang reads.

Wang Xuan heard from Meng Tian that this person is very powerful, he is the head of contemporary Confucianism.

Confucianism and Mohism are also known as the two major schools of thought in the world.

Is it an ordinary person who can govern Confucianism?

Wang Xuan quietly looked at the other party.

The other party held a volume of books in his hand, and read: "Confucius saw you traveling eastward, and the two children debated the sun..."

"Push."

Wang Xuan couldn't help but burst out laughing suddenly.

In an instant, all eyes in the entire classroom were looking in the direction of Emperor Xuan.

Fu Nian's face darkened even more.

He stared at Wang Xuan's position sternly.

"stand up."

He said in a serious voice.

Wang Xuan had no choice but to stand up obediently.

"In class, why are you laughing for no reason?"

Fu Nian asked loudly.

"I just couldn't bear it after hearing what my husband said."

Now even Fu Nian was a little suspicious.

"What did I say that made you unable to bear it?"

"The master said that when Confucius traveled eastward, he saw two children, and it was just a day."

Wang Xuan deliberately paused.

Fu Nian didn't react for a while, but many people couldn't help laughing.

When Fu Nian recalled it, his face had turned dark.

"Anger +399."

Fu Nian never thought that someone would have such an interpretation of the sage's classics.

The key point was that it was hard for him to say anything, after all, Wang Xuan didn't have a book in his hand and couldn't see the specific words, so it seemed understandable to misunderstand just from the pronunciation.

"What's your name?"

Fu Nian asked.

"Mr. Hui, my name is Zixuan."

"Zixuan, after this class, go get the books."