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

When Ci Song woke up, he found that he had returned to the bedroom of the General's Mansion, and Mo Yao was sitting by the bed, waiting for Ci Song to wake up.

"Brother Ci Song, are you awake?"

Mo Yao saw Ci Song open her eyes and smiled happily. She quickly walked to the bed and asked with concern, "How do you feel? Does your head still hurt?"

"It's okay, it's just a small problem." Ci Song slowly stood up, his body had almost recovered by now.

"Small problem? If the backlash of talent is a small problem, then there won't be too many big problems in this literary practice."

"Indeed, young master, even if you are a world-famous poet, you still have to pay attention to your control."

Ning Ping'an's voice came slowly from the main hall of the room, and then Ci Song saw Ning Ping'an and Gongsun Cuo coming to his bedside.

"Teacher, wrong grandpa."

An awkward smile appeared on Ci Song's face.

"Ten years of life and death are blurred. Without thinking, you will never forget it. It's a very good poem. No wonder you will be so badly affected." Ning Ping'an commented slowly.

"It's a pity that the young master's cultivation level is really too low. If he could reach the level of Hanlin or Confucianism, he could break through to a great level just by relying on this poem. Most of so much talent has been wasted. ”

Gongsun Cuo stroked his beard, his tone full of regret.

"I can't help it. Senior Brother Bai treats me very well. Even at this time, he is thinking about me. He asked me to write a eulogy. Naturally, I have to do my best to be worthy of his respect."

Ci Song took a deep breath and slowly explained to the two of them.

Ning Ping'an nodded slightly and said, "That's true. The poem you wrote is used to commemorate a mortal, which is already a great honor."

"Hey, you guy, what are you talking about!" Gongsun Cuo glared at Ning Ping'an fiercely, then turned to look at Ci Song and said: "Master, I think you did the right thing, but next time You still have to be careful.”

Ci Song nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.

"By the way, how long have I been unconscious?"

"Your physical fitness is extremely good, it only lasts for an hour." Ningping said calmly.

"Is it only an hour?" Ci Song was a little confused. It seemed that the time in the Wen Yun Orb was still a little different from that in reality.

"Now that you have almost recovered, start practicing swordsmanship with me. I heard from Mr. Yi that he gave the Hanguang Sword to you. It just so happens that from today on, you will take that sword with me. leave."

Ningping Ping said calmly, "My senior brother has almost packed everything for you, and you can leave at any time."

As soon as Ning Ping'an said this, Ci Song was slightly startled. He originally thought that he would have to wait for a while before leaving, but he didn't expect that Ning Ping'an would handle the matter so quickly?

Just when Ci Song was about to stand up, Mo Yao's face showed a trace of reluctance, "Brother Ci Song, I can't follow you this time."

"Why? What happened?" Ci Song frowned slightly.

"In the morning, Master sent a message to me, saying that my teacher was back. She had found the inheritance of Kong Sheng's 'Le' and said that she would take me to the territory of Qi State so that I could receive the inheritance." Mo Yao said slowly. explained.

"So that's it." Ci Songruo nodded. Seeing Mo Yao's regretful look, he immediately said with a smile, "This is a good thing. With the inheritance of Kong Sheng, your future will be much easier, right?"

"That's true, Yao'er. Don't give up the legacy of Kong Sheng just for the sake of a temporary affair with your children."

A cold female voice reached everyone's ears, and a woman who looked to be about thirty years old appeared in the room.

She was wearing a green Confucian robe, with long black hair that was like a waterfall hanging around her side. There was a white hairpin on it, which firmly fixed her long hair. Her eyebrows were picturesque, and her temperament was cold, as if there was nothing in this world. Anything can touch her heart.

"Teacher, why are you here?" Mo Yao showed a hint of surprise on her face after seeing her teacher.

"I was afraid that you were too young and couldn't resist the temptation, so I came here specially to see my old friend." The woman said every word, and her cold voice was full of expectations.

Hearing this, Gongsun Cuo smiled and said: "Are we considered your old friends? We can't reach such high places."

"A man who is more than 700 years old and still looks so young does he really not know how to write the word shame?" Ning Ping'an said in a disdainful tone.

"You two brothers still have such strong opinions towards me. Fortunately, I still care about you." The woman was not annoyed at all. She just smiled lightly and said, "If my father was still alive, would you dare to use such an attitude?" for me?"

"If Master were still alive and knew that his daughter would join Confucianism and become the inheritor of Confucian Confucianism, he would probably sever ties with you." Gongsun Cuo snorted coldly and said.

"What about Ning Ping'an? Didn't he also become a teacher at Yan Sheng Academy?" the woman asked.

"I'm different from you. The reason why I stay in Yan Sheng Academy is just a transaction and a cooperative relationship with Yan Zheng. In essence, I'm just a guest at most, not an official one." Ning Ping'an responded directly.

The three of them started talking to each other, while Ci Song and Mo Yao were holding hands and watching, not daring to take a breath. Ci Song also remembered that Gongsun Cuo had said before, Kong Suncuo The lecturer of the Holy Academy is a woman. I think this person is the person in front of me.

And listening to the conversation between Gongsun Cuo and Ning Pingan, this woman seems to be the daughter of Guiguzi?

"Well, I have been unable to win over you two brothers since I was a child. I haven't seen you for many years, but I still can't win. Forget it, I'll take Yao'er away."

Ning Pingan and Gongsun Cuo were both stunned. Obviously, they didn't expect the other party to say that.

The woman walked to Yao'er, stretched out her hand, and said, "Yao'er, let's go."

Mo Yao first turned her head to look at Ci Song, and when Ci Song nodded slightly, she chose to put her hand on the back of the woman's hand, and then prepared to follow the woman to leave here.

"Ling'er, be careful of the Yin-Yang family." Ning Pingan turned his back and reminded.

"There is something strange in the Yin-Yang family. They should have found a way to deceive the avenue and break through the shackles. You must be careful." Gongsun Cuo also said.

"I have noticed this matter, you should also be careful."

After that, the woman took Mo Yao out of the room.

Ning Pingan and Gongsun Cuo looked like they wanted to say something but stopped. They seemed to want to tell each other something, but in the end they didn't say anything.

The two of them just stood there, Gongsun Cuo watched the woman and Mo Yao disappear, then slowly turned around and looked at Ci Song.

"Master, it's time for you to leave too."

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