Confucianism is supreme? I am reciting Tang poems in another world!

Yan Zheng's voice had a hint of teasing, and then he walked up to Ci Song with his hands behind his back.

"This matter has nothing to do with Yao'er. I broke off the engagement more because I didn't want to delay Miss Yan. Ci Song and Miss Yan are not the same people. She has the right to pursue her love and should not be influenced by the previous generation.

"Ci Song's tone became more firm, and he did not feel any fear because of Yan Zheng's threat.

"Give you one last chance, let me ask you, do you want to break off the engagement?"

Yan Zheng questioned Ci Song again, with an unquestionable tone in his voice.

"Dean Yan, I have made up my mind, and I ask you to fulfill it."

Seeing how determined Ci Song was, Yan Zheng sat back on the chair and said, "Okay, since you have decided to break off the engagement, then follow the procedure and make amends with three withdrawals and one fight."

"Three withdrawals, two fights and one apology?"

Ci Song was very puzzled. He didn't particularly understand what Yan Zheng meant.

"Young Master, the so-called 'three withdrawals, two fights and one apology' are the basic procedures for breaking off an engagement. The 'three withdrawals' are the withdrawal of the engagement letter, the withdrawal of tokens, and the withdrawal of the betrothal gift. The 'two fights' refer to the fight of letters and the fight of force. The last 'apology' refers to compensation for the loss of reputation of the Yan family. You must personally apologize to everyone in the Yan family. "

Shi Yue walked to Ci Song's side and softly explained the process Yan Zheng said.

After listening, Ci Song took out the marriage certificate, hair comb and the jade pendant engraved with the names of Ci Song and Yan Ruo Ci, and placed them on the table next to Yan Zheng.

Yan Zheng looked at the marriage certificate and two tokens on the table, and also took out a golden slate and a long sword and placed them in front of the table, "This sword is the token from back then. Take it back."

Hearing this, Ci Song picked it up. Just as he touched the long sword, Ci Song felt a coolness coming from the sword body. Then the talent surged on the sword body, directly absorbing the talent in Ci Song's body. Aroused, before Ci Song could react, the talent of the sword merged with the talent in his body, as if the sword had become a part of his body.

"What a strange sword."

Ci Song looked at this ordinary-looking long sword with surprise on his face. This sword was indeed extraordinary.

"When the engagement was made, there was no betrothal gift, so there was not much talk about the withdrawal of the engagement. Then there were two fights, a literary fight and a martial fight."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Zheng's figure appeared directly outside the attic, followed closely by Ci Song and Shi Yue. They followed Yan Zheng to a large open space.

There are many potholes in this open space, and it is obviously a place where students often communicate and discuss. When the three of them came here, they saw several students sparring, but it was different from the usual sparring. Each of them looked very embarrassed. Even his body was red. It was obvious that the discussion between them was not just a simple fight.

After seeing Dean Yan, they quickly restrained their talents and saluted him, with a look of fear on each of their faces.

"I will borrow this place for a while, and your discussion will stop for a while." Yan Zheng murmured.

After hearing this, several students felt like they were being pardoned and quickly left the place as if they were fleeing. Yan Zheng pointed at the open space and said: "Two fights are really time-consuming. If you can fight with my disciple Bai Ye, if you can If you take ten of his moves, the fight will be over."

Before Ci Song could answer, Yan Zheng raised his hand and the green energy was released from his palm. Then Bai Ye appeared in front of Ci Song. Ci Song was very surprised. What kind of method was this? Someone summoned me?

When Shi Yue on the side saw such a method, he was truly convinced that the former Brother Yan in front of him had now broken through to the semi-saint realm. The method used to summon Bai Ye here today was a cross-air technique that could only be used by a semi-saint. Image transmission.

Bai Ye himself was obviously very familiar with this situation. His expression was very calm. He saluted Dean Yan and said, "Teacher, why did you call Bai Ye here?"

"I asked you to come here today because I have a task for you. Use all your strength to defeat Song Xingming within ten moves.

Yan Zheng's words were brief, but each word hit the hearts of Bai Ye and Ci Song at the same time like a heavy hammer, causing them to take a breath of cold air involuntarily.

"Teacher, this..."

Just as Bai Ye was about to speak, Yan Zheng raised his hand and interrupted him, "No need to say more, you go all out and attack. If you dare to let go, I will expel you from the academy."

After he finished speaking, Yan Zheng walked to the stone bench on the side and sat down.

Bai Ye's face was full of confusion. He quickly came to his teacher and asked in confusion: "Teacher, what happened? Junior Brother Ci is the hero of this Fifth Courtyard Tea Party. Why are you doing this to me?" he?"

Yan Zheng slowly raised his head, with a trace of displeasure on his face, "Bai Ye, you have followed me for many years, and you should know that there are some things you should ask and some things you shouldn't ask. I let you go into battle, and you just have to go all out to attack."

"this..."

Bai Ye was filled with embarrassment. He couldn't understand that his always easy-going, humble and gentle teacher would be so angry today. What on earth did his junior Ci brother do? Moreover, there is a venue specially used for literary battles in the academy. This open space is usually used by students to resolve personal grievances. Could it be that the teacher chose this place for the competition to resolve private matters?

"Senior Brother Bai, please use your full strength. I will go all out to take your ten moves." Ci Song walked up to Bai Ye and said with cupped hands.

"Junior Brother Ci, I..."

Just as Bai Ye was about to speak, Yan Zheng's voice came out, "Since you are all ready, let's start."

Ci Song bowed to Bai Ye, and then released his blue-gold talent. Then the long sword in Ci Song's hand suddenly surged with a strong talent wave, and the cold air was released from the sword body, and the air around seemed to solidify.

"Shui Han Sword? Why does the name of this sword sound so familiar? I seem to have heard it somewhere?"

Ci Song saw the words "Shui Han" engraved on the hilt, and guessed that this was the name of the sword.

I saw that the sword was blue-gold under the blessing of Ci Song's talent, and the sword body was covered with water ripples. A sharp sword intent was released from the sword body, and frost appeared on the sword body, and the surrounding temperature dropped a lot.

"The master's Shui Han Sword finally fell into the hands of the young master." Shi Yue looked at Ci Song holding the Shui Han Sword, and sighed in her heart.

On the other side, Yan Zheng's eyes also stayed on Ci Song. He seemed to see the shadow of his close friend who fought against heaven and earth and was not afraid of everything in this child. His eyes were full of complex emotions, with appreciation, doubt, and a little imperceptible worry.

"Bai Ye, make a move." Yan Zheng's voice broke the silence around him, and his words were full of unquestionable majesty.

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