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

"Five-year agreement?" Commander Mo was a little curious, not knowing what Ci Qibai meant.

"It's very simple. After five years, if Yao'er still likes my Ci Song, then this marriage will continue. If she falls in love with someone else, my Ci Song will automatically withdraw and cancel the engagement. How about that?" Ci Qibai said slowly.

"This..." Commander Mo hesitated. He didn't want Mo Yao to marry Ci Song, but Gongsun Cuo had already expressed his attitude, and he couldn't completely ruin the relationship.

"Grandpa, just do what he wants." Mo Yao suddenly said, "Don't you often say that five years can change a person?"

Commander Mo heard his granddaughter's words, hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "Since Mr. Ci said so, then I agree to this agreement."

"Okay, the engagement is set."

Ci Qibai smiled slightly. In his opinion, in these five years, Ci Song is enough to reach the level of a tongsheng, and then enter Yansheng Academy, and perhaps he can go one step further and reach the level of a scholar.

By then, even if Mo Yao took the initiative to change her heart, Commander Mo would probably feel a little pity.

Why is Ci Qibai so confident? This is the confidence brought to him by the dragon spirit and the poetry in ink. How can he lose with such a top start?

"Sorry to bother you, General Ci. Yaoer and I will leave." Commander Mo stood up and prepared to leave.

But Mo Yao came to Ci Song and whispered, "Brother Ci Song, don't worry, I won't change my mind. Please wait for me for five years."

"Ahem." Commander Mo coughed twice, and Mo Yao followed him and left with him.

In this way, the mighty "withdrawal group" left. Ci Qibai did not take the initiative to see Commander Mo off. Instead, he sat on the chair and looked at Ci Song with a particularly strange look, and then looked him up and down.

Ci Song felt uneasy because he was being watched, and hurriedly said, "Father, since there is nothing else, I will leave first."

"Wait."

Ci Qibai called him, then stood up and came to Ci Song's side, "Come, tell me, when did you and Mo Yao meet? How far has your relationship progressed?"

"Uh." Ci Song was stunned. It was the first time he met Mo Yao.

Where did the progress come from? Could it be the "romantic debt" left by Ci Song before?

"Father, I said I really didn't know, do you believe it?" Ci Song said cautiously.

"What do you think?"

Ci Qibai looked at him with an extremely strange look.

"This..."

Ci Song was speechless for a while. He couldn't tell his father that he was summoned from the earth by him and then possessed in this body.

"Alas."

Ci Song sighed, "Father, how do you think someone like me could have the chance to meet someone like Mo Yao? You know where I go."

Hearing what Ci Song said, Ci Qibai nodded thoughtfully, "Yes, the place you go most often is Cuiyuan Tower in the south of the city, and the Taiwei Mansion is in the north of the city, which is completely in two directions. Your whereabouts are reported on weekdays. You have never been to the north of the city, so how could you have met her?"

"Father, let's not talk about this. I want to know, what do you mean by being chosen when you talked to Grandpa Cuo? I see that you both don't say anything, is that place a taboo?" Ci Song changed the subject.

"The so-called being chosen, as the name suggests, is actually because of high talent, and was chosen." Gongsun Cuo walked in slowly and said to Ci Song.

"It's really like listening to your words, Grandpa Cuo, can you not keep us in suspense?" Ci Song said helplessly.

"We won't keep us in suspense. It's Mo Yao who was chosen by Confucius Academy." Ci Qibai explained slowly.

"Confucius Academy?" Ci Song's mind was working rapidly, and he instantly thought of all the information he knew about Confucius Academy.

Confucius Academy was founded by Confucius before he became a saint. It is known as the place of knowledge in the world. It is a place that all the students of the dynasty dream of entering. This academy only accepts 3,572 disciples.

These disciples are composed of 500 students, 3,000 students in the outer houses, and 72 students who are taught by the emperor.

It is said that the students of Confucius Academy, even if they only enter the outer houses, have natural talents and talents. If you take any one of them and put him in the dynasty,

they will become a Hanlin, not to mention the so-called 72 disciples who can at least reach the realm of literary masters in the future.

Even if you are a student of Confucius Academy, the benefits you get are endless. The most obvious point is that it is said that every literati who walks out of Confucius Academy will be fought over by various dynasties and become a big man.

It can be said that Mo Yao's selection into Confucius Academy is definitely a major event that can affect the general trend of the world in the future.

"So that's how it is." Ci Song let out a long breath and said with emotion, "No wonder Commandant Mo wanted to cancel the engagement. If it was my child, I would also cancel the engagement."

"Master, what you said is true. Your talent is no worse than that little girl now." Gongsun Cuo said helplessly.

"In fact, I have long guessed that the child will definitely be selected by Confucius Academy. After all, her talent is no less than mine back then. If I am not wrong, Mo Yao should be selected as a candidate for the 72 direct disciples. When she reaches the level of Juren, she can become a real direct disciple."

"Wow, I didn't expect that this little girl who looks weak and gentle has such a high talent." Ci Song sighed, and then he suddenly realized another meaning from his father's words, so he asked:

"Father, you just said that Mo Yao's talent is similar to yours, and you know so much about Confucius Academy. Were you also selected?" Ci Song asked curiously.

"Of course he was selected, but your father committed some mistakes and was expelled from the academy." Gongsun Cuo said slowly.

"Ah?" Ci Song looked at the gentle old man in front of him in surprise. He felt that his father was quite well-behaved and did not seem like a person who would make mistakes.

"Uncle Cuo, don't mention what happened back then. Confucius Academy is good, but it is not suitable for me. I made a mistake because of the dispute over my ideas. I was expelled from the academy, and it was right." Ci Qibai waved his hand.

Then he looked at Ci Qibai seriously and said, "My son, in Confucius Academy, every disciple has his own special teacher, and even the 72 teachers who teach directly are at least at the level of literary masters. Under the guidance of these famous teachers, Yao'er's improvement will definitely be very rapid, so you have to work hard and try not to let her fall too far behind, understand?"

"Father, if you really want this daughter-in-law, then I will work hard and strive to surpass her in cultivation within five years."

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