"Wine worship Lord, shall we take care of it!" Dr. Fang lingdu frowned at the Guozi supervisor who rushed out crazily.

"How to manage?" Kong Yingda glared. "Isn\'t this a good result? If we let the Mo family retreat, we won\'t refute your Majesty\'s face. Isn\'t this the best of both worlds?"

As soon as Dr. Fang patted his thigh, he suddenly realized, "yes! Even if the Mo family stays in the Imperial College, they can\'t turn over any big waves."

Kong Yingda smiled. At the same time, he was deeply impressed by his Majesty\'s mind. As soon as Mohist Zi arrived, the whole Imperial College was boiling. Don\'t you want to see the catfish effect?

However, who is a catfish, we have to compare before we know.

At the gate of the Imperial College,

Kong huisuo took the lead and stood in the front, while the Guozi prison students behind him gathered more and more. Outside the Guozi prison, Merton stood alone at the door.

One against a group. The whole situation solidified in an instant.

"Mo Jia Zi!" Kong huisuo stared at Merton with a glimmer of expectation in his eyes.

He is a descendant of Confucius, representing Confucianism, and Merton is a descendant of Mohism. Confucianism and Mohism were famous in the world thousands of years ago. However, after Dong Zhongshu, Confucianism jumped into the study of emperors, and Mohism gradually became lonely.

Until today, the Mohist and Confucian children have fought again. They each represent the greatest pride in their hearts and can\'t afford to lose.

"Merton, the son of Mohism, pays a visit to all the senior students!" Merton saluted respectfully.

"Mojiazi, Guozijian is the holy land of Confucianism. If you know something, leave quickly." Wang Ling shouted.

"Yes, leave quickly!"

"You are not welcome here!"

"What are you doing here, a son of Mohism?"

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Under the instigation of Wang Ling, Guozi\'s supervisor was excited one by one and shouted to let mojiazi leave.

"Confucian Holy Land!" Merton sneered. "As far as I know, when will Guozijian become a Confucian Holy Land in Qufu, Shandong Province?"

"Mohist fanatics and Guozijian have always been an important place for the Empire to select talents. The doctors here are great Confucianism. Our Guozijian wine offering, Kong Yingda, is the descendants of Kong Sheng. Of course, it can be regarded as the holy land of Confucianism." Wang Ling retorted.

"So it\'s not Confucianism that future generations can\'t go to school!"

"Of course!"

Merton pointed to Qin Huaiyu and said, "they are also Confucian children!"

"Er, ER! Qin Huaiyu and his colleagues were all dumbfounded. They were watching the excitement. They didn\'t expect that the fire at the city gate would affect the fish in the pond. No, it was the fire at the prison gate that affected the fish in the pond.

Wang Ling is also a fool. The three of them can\'t even recite the Analects of Confucius. Of course, they are not Confucian children. Strictly speaking, they should be regarded as strategists.

Since the soldiers\' children can enter the Imperial College, they have no reason to prevent the Mohists\' children from entering the Imperial College. Moreover, Merton\'s was originally a prince\'s child, and Miao Hong was basically qualified for admission.

Tracing back to the source, the Imperial College is an institution for selecting talents in the Empire, not a speech hall of Confucianism.

"In that case, I\'ll see if you have any three heads and six arms that your majesty can value!" Wang Ling said the truth. These people came forward to embarrass him. On the one hand, they came forward for the sake of the Imperial College, and more importantly, they were jealous of the Emperor\'s value for Merton.

You should know that learning to sell to the emperor\'s family is the dream of thousands of scholars, but how to sell to the emperor\'s family, of course, is to let the emperor know himself. Now the opportunity has come. If he can surpass the Mo family appointed by the emperor, he will not rank in the emperor\'s heart and have an impression. Then he will not rise straight in the future.

"The Mohist family, if you want to enter the Imperial College, it depends on whether you have that ability! Then I, Wang Ling, will ask for Mohist knowledge on behalf of Guozi school." Wang Ling was the first to come out. These people were invited by him. If he didn\'t come out, he wouldn\'t make sense.

"Wang Ling! What a familiar surname!" Merton smiled.

"He is the son of the king\'s censor!" Qin Huaiyu fanned the flames.

"Oh!" Merton suddenly realized.

Wang Ling secretly gnashes his teeth. The Wang fish shop is his family\'s industry. Merton robbed the market of Chang\'an City, forced the Wang fish shop to a dead end, and let shopkeeper Wang break an arm. Beating a dog depends on the owner. Of course, Wang Ling is dissatisfied with Merton. He took the lead in dealing with Merton in series this time.

"OK, I accept it!" Merton said calmly.

Merton knew that there would be such a day sooner or later. After all, as a chess piece, he had to have the consciousness of a chess piece. He was thrown out by the emperor to test the catfish effect. How can he stop if there is no storm.

"As a student of the Imperial College, it is inevitable to recite poetry against each other. In the first game, we are compared to poetry!" Wang Ling said proudly.

"What a shame!" Qin Huaiyu said contemptuously.

You know, Wang Ling has always claimed to be the little poet of the Imperial College. Although he boasts more, it can be seen that he has indeed made great efforts in poetry.

"Ah!" Merton looked at Wang Ling in surprise and wondered if the other party was his own undercover! You should know that you are a traveler with 300 Tang poems.

But Merton\'s surprise was regarded as guilty by Wang Ling. Although reciting poetry against each other is a necessary skill for every student, it is often the most able to test knowledge. Otherwise, there are only a few famous poets.

Wang Ling secretly complains that you are a little mo family, but you are about 15 or 16 years old. You can read at the age of seven, and how much knowledge you can have. Let\'s see.

"Let\'s make frontier fortress poems this time!" Wang Ling took the initiative to attack.

In order to attack the Mo family head-on this time, Wang Ling had already prepared and wrote many good poems in advance. Even if he didn\'t write frontier fortress poems, he also had other alternatives.

Merton looked at Wang Ling with the eyes of a fool, "frontier fortress poetry. I\'ve been reciting ancient poetry since I was a child, and frontier fortress poetry is even more backward."

"OK, frontier fortress poetry!" Merton nodded.

"Ah! I\'ve fallen into the trap!" Qin Huaiyu regretted. How can they not see that Wang Ling was ready? "

"It\'s obvious that this situation has been doomed since the Mohist school decided to enter the Imperial College." Cheng Chumo said in a deep voice.

"Then we will lose!" Qin Huaiyu said sadly.

"That\'s possible. Have you ever seen someone bet on losing?" Chumo plays with five golden leaves.

"Yes!" Qin Huaiyu felt at ease, but thought about it one by one. The Mohists were really rich. They pieced together to get five hundred Liang, and mojiazi took out five hundred Liang.

"Ah! The Mohist won, don\'t we have to pay him five thousand Liang!" Wei Chi Baolin exclaimed.

All of a sudden, the three had a flesh ache. It was five thousand Liang!