Chapter 66 How Can Time Travelers Not Copy Books?

Wang Yu's words not only surprised Mo Qingkuang, but also stunned the people around him.

Just now, he was tense and ready to fight on the spot. What's going on, he changed his mind to a fight?

You must know that the Wang family not only inherits poetry and calligraphy, but also inherits martial arts. Wang Xiang even has a level of cultivation at the level of King Wu.

Although Wang Yu's martial arts talent is not outstanding, he has practiced it.

In fact, not only the Wang family, but also the entire Tianxuan Empire, even the candidates for the literary examination, practiced to some extent.

To put it bluntly, in Tianhan Continent, where martial arts are respected, only those with low talents would choose to focus on Wen Tao.

Mo Qingkuang was a little stunned when he heard this: "Young Master Wang, I don't know a few Chinese characters. You are the top candidate in the literary test and you are embarrassing me by asking me for advice on literary talent."

Wang Yu sneered in his heart, embarrassing you? Haven't you been giving me a hard time just now?

On the surface, he still smiled and said: "Young Master Mo, don't be humble. Your Mo family was also a famous family back then. I believe that your family's knowledge is even better than that of my Wang family."

Everyone felt that what Wang Yu said was a bit excessive.

Mo Qingkuang is the number one scholar in the martial arts examination, and his literary talent has never been heard to be outstanding. You, a top scholar in the literary examination, go to the martial arts examination champion to ask for advice on your literary talent. Why don't you roll up your sleeves and fight with him?

Tang Yu was the first to stand up and speak to Mo Qingkuang: "Wang Yu, you are going too far. Brother Mo is a warrior!"

"That's right, Mo Qingkuang is devoted to practicing martial arts. How can he know how to recite poems and compose them right?" The martial arts experts all followed suit.

At this time, the inherent contradiction between civil and military forces became a prerequisite for sharing the same hatred.

The candidates for the literary examination on the other side suddenly united. Whether they knew Wang Yu's true level or not, since the people from the martial arts examination joined forces to attack us, the top candidate in the literary examination, if we didn't help, wouldn't we be blamed? A poke in the spine?

"What you are saying is wrong. We just haven't heard of Mr. Mo's literary talents. It doesn't mean that Mr. Mo really doesn't know poetry. Mr. Mo is a great hero who protects my Tianxuan face. Of course it’s no problem!”

Put on your high hat first. Literary men always have a sharp tongue.

Wang Yu smiled, feeling very grateful for the support given to him by the public. He waved his hand and said, "You can't say that. We specialize in literary examinations. It's really not appropriate to ask Master Mo for advice on poetry."

He walked slowly to the window and gently opened it: "Well, outside the window is Juzi Lake. This season is a good time for lotus flowers to bloom. This is a great beauty in Kyoto. There have been many poems praising lotus flowers in the past. Let’s spread the word from the Deer Ming Banquet today with this lotus flower, how about it?”

"Good!" All the candidates nodded one after another, opened the windows, and shook their heads as if immersed in the beauty of the lotus flowers blooming everywhere.

Mo Qingkuang looked confused, what's going on? Does this settle the matter? I haven't agreed yet!

"Young Master Wang, I really don't know how to do that!" Mo Qingkuang had a stern look on his face, feeling extremely angry in his heart.

Seeing this, everyone in the martial arts examination secretly thought something was wrong, and began to ask Dean Zheng Tao for help: "Dean Zheng, look..."

Zheng Tao was also a little helpless. He was 100% sure that Wang Yu's sudden reaction to taking the initiative must be Hua Ge's handiwork.

Just as he was about to speak to stop him, he was interrupted by Hua Ge in a low voice: "This kid is arrogant and has big plans. Moreover, he has been in the limelight recently and needs to be polished. Don't stop him. Brother, I am here to help you."

When Zheng Tao heard this, he was thoughtful.

It's true that Mo Qingkuang's talent is amazing, and his combat IQ is extremely high, but he's just not sincere in his treatment of others.

Today's public apprenticeship, and a few days ago he threatened the Ninth Princess with conditions for martial arts exams, etc., etc., all show that this child's selfish nature really needs to be polished.

Just let him suffer a little, so that he can be easily trained in the future.

So, Zheng Tao cleared his throat and did not look at his direct disciple Mo Qingkuang's expression of asking for help.

He said solemnly: "Back then, I was also the top candidate in the literary examination, and the flower director was also the top candidate in the military examination. It should be noted that the right way is to be both civilized and martial arts. One who devotes oneself to martial arts is just a martial artist. In the same way, one who devotes oneself to studying literature is just a rotten scholar. "

Zheng Tao's words made the martial arts students feel as if they were falling into an ice cave. Didn't even the dean of his own college help him?

Even if what you say is right, not everyone can be as accomplished in both civil and military affairs as the three of you from the golden generation!

It is not easy for ordinary people to be outstanding in one field. How big a genius must they be to be good at both civil and military skills?

Wang Yu was overjoyed when he heard this. It seemed that Dean Hua had already gotten angry with Dean Zheng.

He said with a smile: "Dean Zheng said, he is good at both civil and military skills! Besides, Mr. Mo is a disciple of Dean Zheng. Dean Zheng must know about it. Even Dean Zheng has confidence in Mr. Mo. Do you all have confidence in Mr. Mo in the same year?" Don’t you have confidence, Mr. Mo?”

Wang Yu's words were well founded both on the surface and inside, and everyone in Wuju could not find anything to refute.

Han Yaner on the side suddenly looked a little unnatural.

She was secretly feeling happy when she saw Mo Qingkuang being defeated. But now that he was really on the shelf and forced Mo Qingkuang to fight Wang Yuwen, she became inexplicably worried.

She knew the details of Mo Qingkuang, so how could he be so literary?

Mo Qingkuang also had a helpless look on his face at this moment, feeling resentful towards Zheng Tao, the cheap master boss he had just accepted.

"Ancestor, what should we do?" After much deliberation, he still believed that his ancestor Mo Fan could be trusted and asked quickly.

Mo Fan is currently studying the new rewards for completing this martial arts championship, one of which is the clue to his resurrection.

A secret method for cultivating soul power to prepare for possession of another body, called "Soul-raising Sutra".

Hearing Mo Qingkuang's call, he sneered: "Come on, are you competing in poetry or prose? The ancestor has nothing else but the ability to recite... no, to write books!"

As a young man in modern society who has received nine years of compulsory education, he has a long experience in writing online articles.

Mo Fan has quite a lot of knowledge reserves. There is an unwritten rule in online articles that those who travel through time and space do not copy poems, which is unworthy of this glorious identity!

How long have you waited to finally wait until today?

Mo Qingkuang was relieved when he heard this, and the ancestor was still reliable.

Next, it's time to show off his acting skills.

His face flushed, and he pretended to be strong and said: "In this case, please let Young Master Wang take the lead and set an example for us."

Seeing that the bait had been taken, Wang Yu's mouth corners had already risen unconsciously.

He was able to choose the lotus in the Juzi Lake downstairs as the topic, so he was naturally prepared.

If he were asked to write it on the spot, he would not be able to do it. But he couldn't help it, because he had a real top scholar grandfather in his family.

He happened to see a good fu praising lotus on Wang Hua's desk recently, which was also newly written and no one should know about it.

He just took it out and used it, and went back to act cute with his grandfather. With his grandfather's doting on him, he would not be too harsh.

With this "Poem of Lotus", his reputation will surely spread widely.

He can even imagine that in the future, people will spread the reputation of the "Poem of Lotus" he wrote at the Luming Feast all over the world.

Don't be frivolous, great hero, you are destined to be my stepping stone!