Zhao Rong actually disagreed with Gu Yiwu's remarks about family education.

However, he and Gu Yiwu are now on a united front and cannot be held back.

So it was represented again.

result……

In the pavilion and water pavilion at this moment.

There was a moment of silence among the three men, one old and two young.

Except for the dull ringing of bells not far away.

The air in the balcony was as silent as the water surface where the fishhook of Meng Lao offered wine.

The old man named Meng was still sitting calmly, with the fishing rod in his hand motionless.

Even just after that, he freed up his hand and gave a little lesson to the two students next to him who came to complain about his daughter in a hurry, and also complained about his failure to teach the students well.

Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu's postures at this time were somewhat unique.

The two of them were squatting beside Meng Lao as he was offering wine, but their upper bodies were tilted back and their hands were supporting the cold ground behind them.

There is no image.

If Meng Zhengjun saw them, he would definitely scold them for their misbehavior and lack of integrity.

And this is also an overly formalistic ritual that Zhao Rong has always been vaguely opposed to.

At this moment, Gu Yiwu's heart felt as cold as the cold touch on his hand.

He opened his eyes wide and looked at the old fisherman who seemed very talkative a second ago and had a kind face.

Zhao Rong rubbed the back of his head.

He didn't even see clearly how the old man took action just now.

He's a master, he's got it.

Zhao Rong nodded affirmatively.

But now is definitely not the time to lament this, Gu Yiwu is making eyes at him.

The two looked at each other.

Eyes and eyebrows convey affection, no, convey a message.

Zhao Rong frowned: Jijiu is also named Meng? Why didn't you tell me earlier?

Gu Yiwu stared: How the hell did I know that this school was run by his father and his daughter? Generally, no one dares to call out the names of the seniors in this kind of school, so it is normal not to know.

Zhao Rong frowned and relaxed: What should we do now? I'm already suffering from embarrassment.

Gu Yiwu closed his eyes: Hey, let's just wait until death.

Zhao Rong:......

However, the two of them had not yet decided whether to run or surrender.

In front of him, Mr. Meng, who was carrying wine on his back, had already spoken softly.

"Everyone, get up, it's cold on the ground."

Zhao Rong coughed and ignored Gu Yiwu, who was pretending to be naive, and squatted back beside Meng Lao to offer wine.

The latter smiled and said: "Have you guessed it?"

Zhao Rong clapped his hands, lowered his eyes and said, "I have thought about this, but... it's too unlikeable."

Meng Lao Jijiu looked at the motionless bait with a calm expression, "Xiao Meng and I really don't look alike, but who said a daughter must be like her father."

Zhao Rong nodded, "That's the truth."

Meng Lao was talking about sex while drinking wine, his wrinkled face wrinkled, and he said with a smile:

"I think it's pretty good now. The younger generations each have their own predestined relationships. Why should we follow the same path as our elders?"

The old man paused and suddenly said something without making any sense.

"Well, just like Mr. Zhu from your school. I like this girl's temperament. It's good to teach writing and raise orchids like this, but there is an old guy..."

Meng Laojiu shook his head.

Zhao Rong did not ask further questions.

He lowered his head and looked at his hands, sighing softly, "It's good? It's just a hardship for the future generations."

Meng Lao drank wine and said with a smile, "You kid, you can't stand such a little thing. It's a shame that I still regard you as the pillar of the academy. Young man, if you encounter more troubles, it would be interesting to fight."

Zhao Rong leaned back slightly, "The pillars of the academy? They were almost split in half and burned as firewood."

He shook his head, "It's boring."

Meng Lao drank wine and became quiet.

Zhao Rong blinked.

Meng Lao offered wine and suddenly said:

"Although there is a rule in the school rules that you will be expelled if you have more than three demerits, there is also an additional rule at the end. The expulsion of any Mochi student must be approved by this priest."

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He recalled something, "Speaking of which, during my term of office, I have not fired any Mochi students."

Zhao Rong's expression and tone were all in place at the same time, flattering him, "Old gentleman, he is a noble and upright man, and he is considerate of the students..."

"Usually they drop out of school on their own." Mr. Meng interrupted with a glass of wine.

Zhao Rong took a breath, cupped his hands, and sighed, "Decent."

Meng Lao offered wine and touched his beard, and became happy like a child.

It seems that he is very satisfied with this performance.

Zhao Rong's mouth twitched, and then he couldn't help laughing.

Gu Yiwu looked at the old man and the young man quietly but carefully from the side, touched the back of his head, and also smiled.

Immediately, Mr. Meng turned his head and looked at the two of them, his tone becoming a little serious.

"There is no distinction between education and distinction. Some people regard it as the empty talk of our Confucian scholars. I don't know what other Confucian scholars in other academies in the world do, and I don't care. That is the business of the Confucian Temple. But the Mochi Academy at your feet, this

Linlu Academy, this is a principle even greater than that of the Holy Master."

This old man who likes fishing speaks for himself.

"It doesn't matter if you have a son-in-law from a poor family, or a noble son from a rich family. When you come to Mochi Academy, you will all sit on the same mat and the same table. Who is higher and who is lower, everyone depends on their ability. And Mr. Xue Zhengjiujiu treats his students the same way.

That’s true.”

Upon hearing this, Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu looked at each other, smiled, and nodded calmly.

But in the next second, Mr. Meng's generous expression as he was offering wine could no longer remain tense.

He coughed lightly.

"Tzuyu, well, even so, if you quarrel with her in the future, you'd better not bring me out until it's critical. Ahem, think about it, the trump card is usually the last one to play, so don't

It’s on my lips every day.”

Zhao Rong glanced at the expression on Mr. Meng's face as he offered wine, and roughly sketched the old man's status in the family in his mind...

At the same time, he also gained a new understanding of a certain old-fashioned woman who took small etiquette to the extreme.

It is indeed the ‘super-large fish Huaijin’.

Facing the somewhat guilty Meng Lao offering wine, Zhao Rong nodded and shook his head.

"If you don't fight with her, there's no need to fight."

Meng Lao raised his gray eyebrows on the left side of the sacrificial wine, looked at Zhao Rong with a smile, and said nothing.

Gu Yiwu interrupted timidly, "Old sir, um, the etiquette exam will be held soon. Meng Xuezheng... I heard that some students will be sent down the mountain?"

Mr. Meng understood the situation and nodded, "Well, we want to send someone down the mountain. She came just now to discuss this matter."

He picked something he could say and muttered:

"This matter was roughly finalized when Xiao Meng passed by the Dali Dynasty on his way back to the academy. Not long ago, Dali sent someone to invite us to the academy..."

Meng Lao paused for a moment while drinking wine, then glanced at the two young men in front of him who were listening with their ears raised.

He smiled and stopped talking.

"The matter of Dali is not an important matter, but I can't say what it is exactly yet."

"It is said that the test questions for the Ritual and Art Examination have been leaked. Your school is preparing to use it as the assessment for some Mochi students in this Ritual and Art Examination."

"The mid-month exam, the first one this time is etiquette. The details will be announced in the academy in the next two days."

Gu Yiwu smiled naively and asked, "Old sir, isn't this great separation very troublesome?"

Meng Lao offered wine and looked as usual.

"It's a trivial matter. You are going on behalf of the academy, what trouble can you cause? However, if compared with the etiquette assessment of other students staying in the academy, it may be a little more difficult, but there are gains and losses.

Ensure fairness.”

Gu Yiwu breathed a sigh of relief at first, but then he sighed again when he heard the words "a little difficult" at the end.

He turned his head and touched the back of his head.

Mr. Meng raised the fishing rod after drinking wine, "Don't worry too much. Xiao Meng will consider it carefully and ask your opinions about who will go. However, at least one person must go to Mochi Academy."

Gu Yiwu didn't feel comforted at all.

He glanced at Zhao Rong, who had a calm expression, and muttered, "What do you say about the wine sacrifice? Why do I feel even more panicked? The only one who has to go is me..."

Gu Yiwu wanted to ask again, but Zhao Rong had already spoken.

"Brother Yiwu, it's getting late. We've been interrupting the wine ceremony for a long time. Let's come see the old gentleman another day."
To be continued...