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

"Brother Ci Song, have you finished training?"

Mo Yao suddenly jumped out from the side, looked at Ci Song and smiled.

"Well, it's over, Yao'er, why are you here?"

Ci Song looked at Mo Yao who suddenly appeared, a trace of apology flashed in his eyes. He had been training hard in the past three months and rarely accompanied Mo Yao. However, Mo Yao did not complain at all and chose to support Ci Song.

"Oh, your training is over, you should go out and clarify those messy rumors!" Mo Yao took Ci Song's hand and said.

"What rumors?"

Ci Song was very curious. He had not gone out once during this period. He also spent his nights studying and studying the topography of Fenglin Continent. He didn't know what the rumors Mo Yao said were.

"This is not the time when my grandfather brought people to the General's Mansion to cause trouble. He is not a master who is willing to suffer losses. Now it is spread throughout Zhongzhou City that you have no law and wantonly let people slaughter the guards of the Taiwei Mansion, and even I plan to send someone to assassinate my grandfather."

Mo Yao said angrily, obviously very angry about these rumors.

"Assassinate your grandfather?"

Ci Song was stunned for a moment. He didn't understand why these people would say such things. Isn't this a naked slander?

"Yes, the whole Zhongzhou City is now spreading the word that you are a wicked young man who has no law and cares about human life. The reputation that had improved just now has been completely ruined this time."

Mo Yao said angrily that she was worried that these rumors would affect Ci Song, but she couldn't stand others slandering her brother Ci Song like this.

"Those who are pure will be clean themselves, don't worry about it."

Ci Song looked calm and didn't care at all about these rumors. He knew exactly where these rumors came from, and his choice was to ignore them.

Ci Song didn't care about these rumors. He knew his strength and character, and knew that his reputation in Zhongzhou City was already bad enough. He didn't care if he was accused of any more charges by Captain Mo. Even if he was accused, Ci Song wouldn't care. What real harm will be suffered, and those who maliciously slander themselves can do nothing but hide in the dark and secretly resent themselves like rats in the sewer.

"Master, according to the old fortune, the battle between heaven and man will begin in the near future. You can also take a good rest."

Zhuang Ya looked at Ci Song and said that in the past three months, he was unable to do divination again because of the backlash from the Great Dao. But now Ci Song's strength has improved far beyond his imagination in these three months and is enough to cope with this. The next battle between heaven and man.

"That being the case, let me take Yao'er out for a walk."

Ci Song turned to look at Mo Yao beside him and said, "You have been kept in the general's mansion for three months. You have been wronged."

"No grievance." Mo Yao smiled lightly.

Hearing the news that Ci Song was going out, Shi Yue said: "Young Master, there are rumors everywhere in Zhongzhou that are unfavorable to you. I'm afraid that you are going out now..."

"Uncle Yue, you have already taught me the truth. I will not hold back against those fools who come to my door to cause trouble."

After saying that, Ci Song took Mo Yao's arm, and the two of them walked hand in hand towards the outside of the general's mansion.

Looking at the backs of Ci Song and Mo Yao, Sun Buxiu couldn't help but sigh: "Sometimes I still envy the young master for finding a woman as reasonable and considerate as the young mistress. If I had met such a girl, I'm afraid I'm already married."

"Indeed, the young master is really lucky." Shang Han said with a smile.

"By the way, have you drawn the map of Fenglinzhou to the young master?" Zhuang Ya suddenly turned to look at the two of them and asked.

"I gave it to you a long time ago. The master drew a rough map of Fenglin Continent before he left. Coupled with the details added by a few of us, especially Mr. Gongsun's additions to various secret realms, I dare say that today's young master is better than Tianyuan. All students in mainland China must understand the layout of Fenglinzhou.”

. . . . . . .

Ci Song and Mo Yao were walking on the street, with the breeze blowing on their faces and the sun shining on their bodies, making people feel extremely comfortable. The shops on both sides of the street are bustling with people, and the sounds of hawking and bargaining come and go, creating a prosperous scene.

Mo Yao suddenly broke away from Ci Song's hand and rushed in front of the uncle hawking candied haws on the road.

"Sir, here are two bunches of candied haws on a stick."

Soon, Mo Yao picked up two bunches of candied haws and ran to Ci Song with a smile on his face, a look of happiness on his face.

"Here, I'll give you one."

"Why do you like to eat this too?"

Ci Song asked with a smile, and took the candied haws from Mo Yao. Looking at the crystal clear hawthorns and the densely packed small sugar grains on them, he gently bit down a hawthorn. The sweet and sour taste instantly filled his mouth, as if he had returned to his childhood.

"I have loved it since I was a child, but my mother was afraid that I would get tooth decay, so she forbade me to eat it." Mo Yao also took a bite of candied haws and said with a smile.

Then Mo Yao took Ci Song's left hand and a smirk appeared on his face, "Brother Ci Song, have you brought enough money?"

"What's wrong?"

"I haven't bought any clothes for a long time. How about we go buy some fabrics and add some clothes?"

Mo Yao blinked her big eyes and looked at Ci Song, as if waiting for his answer.

"Okay, it just so happens that a lot of my clothes are no longer wearable. Do you know where I can buy them?"

"Of course I know. Brother Ci Song, just come with me."

After that, Mo Yao took Ci Song and they walked through streets one after another and came to the west of the city. This is also the commercial street of Zhongzhou City and also a gathering place for wealthy businessmen. Ci Song was brought by Mo Yao to a cloth shop called "Ning's Silk and Satin". There were all kinds of silk, satin and damask in this cloth shop, which was dazzling.

"Welcome to our Ning's Cloth Shop. I wonder what kind of fabrics you are here to buy, clothes or mattresses?" A waiter saw a customer coming and hurriedly came up to greet them with a smile on his face.

"Making clothes." Mo Yao replied.

"Men's or women's clothing?"

"It should be bigger, so that men's and women's clothing can be made at the same time. As for the color, let me pick it out."

"Okay, come on, girl, sir, this way."

After hearing this, the waiter led the two into the cloth shop, took them all the way, and introduced various fabrics.

However, the waiter's words were too "expert", so Ci Song didn't quite understand them, but Mo Yao listened with great interest.

Ci Song simply left the matter to Mo Yao, and he just cooperated and looked around.

Just as Ci Song was looking at the cloth hanging on the high rack in front of him on the left, a familiar figure appeared in front of Ci Song.

"Brother Bai Ye? Why is he here? Isn't he in solitary confinement?"