Chapter 155 A Rare Reunion, Mo Yao Looking for Yan Ruoci

"No wonder Ci Song is so determined to cancel my Ruo Ci's marriage. It seems that you two are destined to be together."

Yan Zheng looked at Mo Yao and couldn't help but admire him. He saw from Mo Yao's eyes that Mo Yao really liked Ci Song, and this kind of liking was not because of Ci Song's talent and gift, but from the heart, liking Ci Song as a person.

"Ah? Brother Ci Song actually canceled the engagement so early?"

Mo Yao's face showed a trace of surprise. She hadn't seen Ci Song for just one day, so why did he cancel Yan Ruo Ci's marriage? "I canceled it, and I agreed." Yan Zheng also showed a relieved smile on his face, saying: "I didn't expect that you and Ci Song had such a past. I thought too little."

"Dean Yan, Miss Yan, is she okay?" Mo Yao asked Yan Zheng about his daughter. After all, a woman who was canceled would be criticized by people around her. Although Yan Ruo Ci was the daughter of the dean of Zhongyan Sheng Academy, she would definitely be hurt by the comments.

"It's okay. I've talked to Ruoci. She doesn't have any feelings for Cisong. This marriage is called off." Yan Zheng looked at Mo Yao and smiled, "Thank you for your concern for Ruoci."

Ci Qibai then said, "I didn't expect it. I didn't expect that this stinky boy would keep it a secret from me for such a long time. He obviously pretended to be unfamiliar with Yaoyao. I must deal with him after I go back!"

"Father, let's not do it. Brother Cisong must have his own difficulties. Please be generous and let him go." As she said that, Mo Yao came to Ci Qibai's side, pulled his arm and acted like a spoiled child.

"Okay, okay, since Yaoyao said so, I can't say anything, but if you have any problems in the future, you must tell me as soon as possible." Ci Qibai showed a helpless smile on his face. Good guy, this daughter-in-law hasn't married yet, but she has already changed her words to call her father and is devoted to her son. Such a daughter-in-law is indeed a bit rare.

"Mo Yao, you can go around Yansheng Academy first. I have something to talk to them about." The teacher said at this time.

"Okay, then Mo Yao will take her leave first."

Mo Yao bowed to the three people present, then turned around and walked out of the bamboo forest.

"I didn't expect that Mo Yun, a secular man who flatters the powerful and doesn't know how to adapt, would have such a granddaughter. I am quite impressed." Yan Zheng looked at Mo Yao's back and couldn't help but sigh.

"I remember that the Mo surnamed ancestor in Zhongzhou City seemed to have some relationship with the Mo family. What was his name?" The teacher frowned slightly.

"Mo Feng, a literary master, I have investigated him. He does have some relationship with the Mo family, but he belongs to the bloodline of the Mo family that was left outside. The Mo family did not really accept him, so the Mo surnamed ancestor in Zhongzhou City is just an ordinary literary master." Ci Qibai said.

"No way, the Mohist School will definitely not accept a 'Mohist family' who enters Mohism with courtesy, even if his cultivation reaches the level of a literary giant." Yan Zheng added.

The Master looked at the two disciples who had once made him the most proud, and couldn't help but sigh, "I never thought that the scene that I thought would only appear in dreams is now happening in front of me."

As soon as these words came out, the three people present fell into silence, as if time had returned to the past, when the Master was not yet the Master, and Ci Qibai and Yan Zheng were only direct disciples of the Confucius Academy. At that time, the three of them often went to the bamboo forest to drink tea and wine, feeling very uncomfortable.

Today, Ci Qibai has become the mortal enemy of the entire Confucian School. Everything about him has been banned by the Hall of the First Master, and it is difficult for him to see him.

Another disciple, Yan Zheng, was also disheartened by Ci Qibai and left the Confucius Academy to serve as the dean. Both of them have become respected in the secular and literary circles. However, no matter how far they go, there is always a place in their hearts for the Master who once accompanied them through their youth.

"Old Xue, what you said, don't you know that Yan Zheng and I like to drink the tea you planted and the wine you brewed the most? How about this, my son got 100 kilograms of tea in the tea mountain, so I will give you 50 kilograms, you take out the wine you brewed, and the three of us will get drunk together, how about it?"

After saying that, Ci Qibai took out a small box of tea from his sleeve and placed it on the left side of the master.

Seeing Ci Qibai take out 50 kilograms of tea, Yan Zheng naturally would not be stingy, he also took out 50 kilograms of tea mountain tea and placed it on the right side of the master.

"This is what my disciple Bai Ye got in the tea mountain, also 50 kilograms, Master, you got a total of 100 kilograms of tea today, you can see how much wine you can take out."

The master looked at the two boxes of tea on the ground, and then looked at Ci Qibai and Yan Zheng. A smile appeared on the master's face. He looked at the two people in front of him, and couldn't help but feel a little touched in his heart.

"Okay, since you all took out 50 kilograms of tea, then I will take out 100 kilograms of wine, and the three of us will drink happily in the bamboo forest!"

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After bidding farewell to Ci Qibai and the other two, Mo Yao wandered around Yansheng Academy alone. She was very good-looking, and the red Confucian robe she wore was too conspicuous, so she was soon surrounded by a group of Confucian scholars. They were all students of Yansheng Academy. Seeing such a beautiful female student wandering alone, they naturally came over to chat with her.

"Girl, why is it that I have never seen the style of your Confucian robe? Which academy are you a student of?" "Girl, are you interested in studying the Six Arts with us?" "Girl, you..." Mo Yao Being constantly questioned by this group of Confucian scholars directly revealed her thoughts about wandering around.

They broke up, so she said to everyone with a cold face: "I'm sorry, I'm just staying in the academy temporarily. I came to visit a friend, not a student of the academy. As for the questions you asked, I have no comment. ”

Mo Yao's words were not rude, but they were also full of indifference that would repel people thousands of miles away.

After hearing these words, the surrounding students could not help but feel a little disappointed. They originally thought that they would have the opportunity to meet such a new female student, but they did not expect that she would be so indifferent. Everyone was very understanding and did not continue to provoke her. Mo Yao.

Mo Yao turned her head and walked towards the east, where the students lived. She passed through one street after another, looking at the students' residences one after another, and finally stopped in front of a relatively dilapidated courtyard.

"This should be Miss Ruo Ci's residence. I remember brother Ci Song once said during a chat that her residence is relatively old-fashioned compared to students from other academies, so this should be it."

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