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

"I heard that you are going to marry Yinman soon, and Yinman is the prettiest of my older sisters."

"But marrying her may not be a happy thing!"

Hearing the words of the little fat pier made Wang Xuan a little curious.

There is something in this little fat man's words.

Could it be that Ying Yinman has a bad temper?Or have any other bad habits.

In Wang Xuan's mind, he made up many scenes that were not suitable for children.

Whips, small candles...

Turning around, he saw the little chubby looking at him with a strange expression on his face.

"What did you think of, with a wretched look on your face."

"Don't talk nonsense."

Wang Xuan coughed dryly twice, feeling a little guilty.

"It's not that Yinman has a bad temper, but her temperament. Everyone is more afraid of her on weekdays."

Hearing what Little Fatty said, Wang Xuan understood.

Although this Ying Yinman was beautiful, her temperament was cold, like an iceberg, unattainable.

Any man would feel like bowing his head in front of her, as if he wanted to look up at her in the dust.

Indeed, it's okay for this woman to watch from afar. If she marries back home, she is not marrying a wife, but marrying a Bodhisattva to worship there.

There is some truth to what the little fat man said.

At this time, Chun Yuyue stood on the steps, looked at the princes, cleared his throat and said, "Before the morning exercise today, I have a few things to talk about. One is discipline. From now on, if anyone dares to be late Those who fall asleep in class must hit [-] boards."

"Especially the elders who have no teacher will be expelled from the academy."

Having said that, Chunyu gave Hu Hai a more bitter look.

A dignified master, let the student get black circles under his eyes. Although this injury is nothing to Chun Yuyue, the eleventh rank, but the prestige of the master has been shaken, which he absolutely does not allow.

"Second thing, I want to criticize a few people."

After finishing speaking, Chun Yuyue's gaze swept across all the people present, and finally fell on Hu Hai, Wang Xuan, and Xiao Pangdun.

"Eighteenth son, son Gao, Wang Xuan, the three of you stand up."

Hu Hai clutched his butt and limped forward.

He still didn't forget to give Wang Xuan a fierce look.

Little Fatty was also downcast.

Only Wang Xuan was at a loss.

I have already been criticized for being late yesterday, so why can't I whip my corpse?

Chunyu Yue pointed to Hu Hai.

"Daring to beat your teacher in class is disrespectful. Everyone should take this as a warning. Such things are absolutely not allowed to happen again."

"Hu Hai, can you guarantee that you will listen to the lectures honestly in the future?"

"I promise."

Hu Hai was wilting like a frost-beaten eggplant.

"Young Master Gao, you wanted to run away when you were punished yesterday. Well, I will give you a chance. You can either leave the academy now and never come back, or you will be obedient to me in the future."

Chunyu Yue made up his mind to establish dignity.

Little Fatty lowered his head, how dare he leave now, he thought, but if he really left, Hu Hai's end would be his end.

I'm afraid he will end up more miserable than Hu Hai. After all, Hu Hai is the most beloved prince of the father.

Finally Chunyu Yue looked at Wang Xuan.

But before Chunyu Yue could speak, Wang Xuan had already spoken first: "Master, you have already criticized me for being late, and you don't blame those who say you don't know, you won't just keep your promises, right?"

Chunyu Yue snorted coldly.

"Wang Xuan, I asked you to stand up because of being late, of course, you told the old man yesterday that you want to learn the Grand Virtue Righteous Qi Art, but in the end you only took a few glances and refused to study it any further."

"I hope everyone can take you as a warning, and don't do things halfway."

Wang Xuan was not happy when he heard it.

"Master, I didn't give up halfway. I have already memorized the content of the Haoran Zhengqi Jue in my heart, and I will study it silently when I go back."

"How dare you make excuses!"

Chun Yuyue didn't have a good impression of Wang Xuan in the first place.

Hearing Wang Xuan's words at this moment, the eyebrows were raised.

He was about to establish his majesty when this Wang Xuan hit the muzzle of a gun.

Many people gloated.

Wang Xuan has been in the limelight recently, he has become a Zhonglang again, has made great contributions, won the praise of Ying Zheng, and wants to marry the princess, everyone is happy to see him suffer.

Many people quietly looked at Ying Yinman who was standing beside her.

It turned out that Ying Yinman's expression was indifferent, as if the one who was ashamed was not her future husband, and had nothing to do with her.

"Wang Xuan, you are talking nonsense, the old man beat you thirty times, are you convinced?"

Chunyu Yue picked up the board directly.

He wanted to fight Emperor Xuan yesterday, but today he found his chance.

"Of course I don't agree."

Wang Xuan said loudly.

I go!

All the princes below were shocked.

In this era, teachers are respected, even if a prince disrespects his master, he will be cast aside.

What's more, Wang Xuan can only be regarded as the emperor's prospective son-in-law.

Sure enough, there was already anger rising in Chunyu Yue's eyes.

"Master, I really have the Haoran Righteousness Jue in my heart, and I have just started."

With that said, Wang Xuan took a step forward.

Following Chunyu Yue's previous posture, he waved his sleeves forward.

Where the sleeves pass, the air seems to have a slight ripple like the surface of water.

At this moment, Chunyu Yue's eyes widened and he froze there.

Everyone below was still in a daze, not understanding what happened.

It wasn't until after a few breaths that Chunyu Yue stammered: "You... you've really started..."

Nima!

Everyone was shocked.

Just now everyone was waiting to watch the excitement, but who knew that this bastard Wang Xuan acted like a bully.

This is the rhythm of force-feeding a mouthful of shit.

What is the concept of getting started with Haoran Zhengqi Jue in one day? After reading hundreds of classics, Chun Yuyue regarded Fusu as the most suitable for inheriting Haoran Zhengqi Jue. It took half a year to get started.

"Anger +399."

"Anger +39."

"Anger +28."

...

There were several bursts of anger from the crowd.

But judging by the magnitude of the anger, it should only belong to the level of resentment, and the highest one is Hu Hai.

He felt that God was really unfair. Such a guy was actually a genius, so it was unreasonable.

Chapter 395 What's Swollen

Wang Xuan stood on the steps, looking at Chunyuyue indifferently.

He just showed it a little. If he directly increases the Haoran Zhengqi Quanjue to the highest level, it will probably make Chunyu more suspicious of life.

This pretentious feeling is very cool.

Unintentionally, when Wang Xuan looked down, he saw Ying Yinman on the edge of the crowd, looking at him.

It's just that those cold eyes are like a deep lake, and it's impossible to see any emotion from her eyes.

Chun Yuyue stood beside Wang Xuan, opened his mouth a few times but didn't know what to say.

Finally, he organized his language and said: "It seems that my master has misunderstood Wang Xuan. He has such a high level of comprehension, and he is naturally suitable for practicing my Confucianism's grand righteousness formula."

"I take back what I just said, but it's rare to see people with such a talent like Wang Xuan, and everyone still has to study hard."

As Chunyu talked, he always felt like he was slapping himself in the face.

Originally, they wanted to criticize Wang Xuan, to scare the chickens to scare the monkeys, but who would have thought that it would turn into a commendation meeting, and they were really fed a mouthful of shit.

The princes below are already talking about it.

"When did this old man Chunyuyue praise others? His face is dark every day, that is, when Fusu is around, he only occasionally smiles."

"This Wang Zhonglang is really a fellow with me, and he has such a talent."

Jiang Lu muttered to himself.

In his heart, he had long believed that Wang Xuan was a sand sculpture just like him. Although Wang Xuan was modest and unwilling to admit it, in his heart Wang Xuan was.

Hu Hai had a gloomy face and said nothing.