"Lord Ning, this is not good... You and I have acquaintance are too short, and it is not suitable." Feng Jing shook her head and refused.

Feng Lu's face turned pale. He kicked Feng Jing in the thigh and kicked him a dog to eat shit, which made Ning Yu sweat in a cold sweat.

"I wonder what you two are coming to me today?" Ning Yu changed the topic.

"Ohhh" Feng Jing suddenly remembered something, got up from the ground, took out two pieces of paper, and handed it to Ning Yu.

"Yun..." He lowered his head and swept the first word, and Ning Yu couldn't read it anymore. He couldn't read the poem he plagiarized.

Closed quietly, Ning Yu looked up and said, "Isn't this a buzzing poem that is circulating today?"

"Yes, Yun Xiang..." Feng Jing nodded, posing, and was about to chant a few words when Ning Yu interrupted: "Don't think..."

The scenery looked puzzled: "Why, this poem is natural, it's..."

You can tell me what awesomeness is, otherwise I won’t be copied. Ning Yu interrupted again: “I have a problem. I can’t listen to poetry, otherwise I will have a headache.”

Feng Lu sneered and made up...made it for me.

But the scenery suddenly realized: "So that's the case... It's a pity that the author of this poem and Brother Ning are confidants, so I'll ask for some information."

For Zi Yue? Ning Yu narrowed his eyes slightly. Could it be that Zi Yue’s identity was exposed?

"I don't know her very well, and I usually just drink tea and chat." Ning Yu pondered.

"The owner of Na Ning's manor has such a feeling about her. This woman is a talented person and has a profound meaning in her poems. If she is carefully cultivated, she would not be able to cultivate a great scholar of the world."

The scenery sighed.

"Where is a woman with great talent from her? I can't say that someone can push her behind her." Feng Lu disagreed with this.

I was in front and not behind. Ning Yu subconsciously thought, but fortunately he didn't say it out.

"Sister, the sage once said, "Everything is taught, so what about the women of Fengchen? It's not their own choice." Feng Jing shook her head, her eyes clear, Feng Lu frowned, and said nothing.

Zi Yue? The Great Confucian? Ning Yu felt speechless. Why was the swaying hooves wearing Confucian uniforms and sitting upright in a state of dissonance... and so on...

Ning Yu suddenly felt a sense of picture and unconsciously raised it, as if...well...

"This woman has gullies in her chest and poetry and books on her belly. Every time she chats with her, she feels sudden enlightenment. I am so fast that I have something to do with her." Ning Yu said solemnly.

Confucianism and Taoism cultivate righteousness, which does not mean that you can become a saint by humming a few lines of poetry. In small places like Licheng, there are no Confucianism and Taoism characters. Eating a full meal is a problem, and it is still a good idea to cultivate righteousness and a little bit of a bad spirit.

"If the owner of the village is dedicated to serving the people, he will be able to get such an evaluation from the owner. I believe this girl is also a pearl of the vast ocean. I didn't expect that there would be such gains on this trip. If the teacher knew about it, he would be very happy."

The scenery showed a sincere smile, and seemed to be really happy, while Feng Lu looked helpless.

My younger brother has nothing to do with it, he just lacks a clue.

Although Ning Yu rarely sees such strange scenery, it is still very comfortable to be friends with such people, at least you don’t have to worry about being plotted against.

After waving the two of them, his words were not as powerful as that, and could determine Ziyue's future.
Chapter completed!