Take the system to ancient times

"It's you! Duanmu Zhiheng!"

When Xie Zimo saw the young man in Chinese clothes, he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Someone is coming at me, bullying my brother is nothing!"

The young man in the fancy dress was looking at Xinghe with gloomy eyes, but Xie Zimo spit on his face, and couldn't help squinting at him.

He pulled out a contemptuous smile: "Hey, who am I, isn't this Brother Xie——?"

The specially emphasized pronunciation of the word "junior brother" made Xie Zimo's face tinge with blush, and his eyes became more angry. If Duanmuwei's bitch hadn't hindered him, he should have entered Bailushan in the same year as Duanmu Zhiheng.

Duanmu Zhiheng was still burning tar, he sneered twice, and said in a contemptuous and disdainful tone: "Junior Brother Xie, don't worry, don't think that everyone in the world has enmity against you, if I, Duanmu Zhiheng, want to deal with you, why not Do you want to use such devious means? Even if I find a reason to beat you up directly, who can say anything? Tsk, this son just doesn't like this kid!"

As he spoke, he raised his chin and glanced at Xinghe.

Xinghe was still not angry after being looked at with his chin, Xie Zimo exploded first, and Duanmu Zhiheng and Xinghe had never even met face to face, so how could there be any enmity?

Duanmu Zhiheng's words were simply saying that he was being passionate. Xie Zimo couldn't help being a little embarrassed, but more of it was anger.

Xie Zimo wholeheartedly thought that Duanmu Zhiheng wanted to deal with him, but because of his identity as the son of the Xie family, it was difficult to start, so he turned to deal with Xinghe, who had a slightly embarrassing status. It was just a stubborn denial, and Xinghe was implicated by him The innocent little poor.

The brother was implicated by himself, but there was nothing he could do, Xie Zimo straightened his back and gritted his teeth without speaking, his arms were hanging by his sides, the fists in his sleeves were tightly clenched, trembling slightly.

Seeing the fire in his eyes, Xinghe looked like he was going to rush up to beat someone regardless of his identity, so he quickly grabbed him: "Introduce me first, who is this?"

Although Duanmu knew that he was a member of the royal family as soon as he heard his surname, and he claimed to be the eldest son, but there are too many members of the royal family, can the current prince be the same as his clan relatives eight poles away?

Xie Zimo took a deep breath and said, "Duanmu Zhiheng is the first son of Shun Wang Duanmu Ding, and also the son of Shun Wang. Duanmu Ding and Duanmu Wei are brothers and sisters of the same mother."

When Duanmu Zhiheng heard Xie Zimo introduce him, he arrogantly raised his chin and let out a "hum", looking extremely proud of his identity.

"Oh——" Xinghe elongated his voice, and gave Duanmu Zhiheng a meaningful look: "Shun—Wang—ah—"

Xinghe paused word by word, and said the three words King Shun for half a minute.

The title of Shun is not a good title. It is usually called "Shun", which means "I don't like you, please calm down and don't make trouble".

Xinghe prolonged these three words on purpose, Xie Zimo also reacted, his anger disappeared immediately, and he burst out laughing.

Duanmu Zhiheng's face was livid, King Shun was quite powerful, and few people in this world would dare to mock his father's title in front of him.

Xinghe still didn't let him go, and said with a look of admiration: "The eldest son is the elder son, look at the front and back embrace, ah? It's grand! It's more grand than the stupid son of the rich man's family I've seen in the backcountry of Kang County. !"

Xie Zimo covered his belly and laughed and leaned back and forth. At the end, he lost his strength and leaned on Xinghe's shoulder, still hahaha.

Duanmu Zhiheng's face was already darkened.

Xinghe pushed Xie Zimo away in disgust, and continued to tease Duanmu Zhiheng.

He pretended to be innocent: "But who is King Shun? I am an ignorant person. I have been in Yijing for a year, and I have never heard of the name King Shun."

"you!"

At this point, Duanmu Zhiheng could no longer bear the meaning of insulting King Shun. He stared at Xinghe with blazing eyes. When you come over, Bailu Academy does not allow you to bring weapons.

"What is Prince Shun touching again? Your famous fish-gut dagger?" Xie Zimo became annoyed when he saw his hand reaching for his waist, and sneered, "Where do you think this is? Do you think White Deer Academy?" The students behind you are those dog slaves who were killed by you without even yelling? If you dare to do something to us, you will not use such insidious methods as spreading rumors!"

Xinghe heard the words "tsk", did Duanmu Zhiheng just want to kill someone because of a disagreement?

And from what Xie Zimo said, this guy probably killed a lot of people outside, but most of them were slaves...

Xinghe casually glanced at the group of dog legs behind Duanmu Zhiheng, a few ideas came up in his mind, and he suppressed them again.

No need.

Xinghe said a few words, and the person who was going to explode changed from Xie Zimo to Duanmu Zhiheng. Xie Zimo let out a breath of anger and wanted to change the thirty minor courses that Xinghe had been "helped" to choose by Duanmu Zhiheng.

Seeing this, a tall and thin dog-legged man behind Duanmu Zhiheng saw this, and a clever one stepped forward and whispered to Duanmu Zhiheng twice, and Duanmu Zhiheng's anger immediately subsided a lot.

He sneered and said loudly: "There are nearly a thousand students in Bailu Mountain. Now these thousand students all know that Junior Brother Ren has applied for [-] minor majors in one go, and he threatened to graduate within one year. What an insolent tone. Junior Brother Ren Do you want to go back on your word and think that what you say is farting?"

Xie Zimo, who was communicating with the old Mr. Wanxianglou, heard the words, his eyes turned red immediately, and he rolled up his arms and sleeves and was about to rush forward to beat him up: "It's clear that you, a despicable villain, are behind the scenes, and you want to accuse my brother of lying? You think Bailushan Isn't there no justice?"

Xinghe quickly pulled the irritable Xiao Langjun back.

Fighting among students is prohibited in Bailu Mountain.As the heir of the royal family, Duanmu Zhiheng only dared to let go of rumors and refused to do anything blatantly. Once Xie Zimo was impulsive, he might be playing into the opponent's arms.

Xinghe pulled Xie Zimo's arm to prevent him from rushing forward, and smiled at Duanmu Zhiheng.

"Prince Shun's son is well versed in the methods used by women in the harem to fight in the palace, and Xinghe admires him endlessly."

Comparing his majestic prince with the women in the harem is a blatant mockery.

"Smart teeth!"

Duanmu Zhiheng gritted his teeth and calmed down for a while, then snorted coldly: "It's a pity that your big words have already been spread all over the mountain, no matter whether you bite the bullet and accept it or find an excuse to shirk it, it will only make people laugh."

As he talked, Duanmu Zhiheng, who became more and more logical, felt that the general trend had come, and Xinghe was just struggling this time, he laughed and said: "Now you can only use your tongue!"

Xie Zimo wanted to charge forward again.

"That big talk is released as soon as it is released. I just agree to the wild talk of thirty minor students who graduated in one year."

Xinghe dragged him back with a headache, and said to the triumphant Duanmu Zhiheng: "I just don't know if Prince Shun dares to bet with me, and you don't need to choose thirty minors, just ten. I have thirty schools, and His Royal Highness ten schools, how about seeing who can fulfill the promise of graduating within one year?"

Duanmu Zhiheng leaned back slightly when he heard the words, and put his hands on his chest: "Why did this son agree to bet with you?"

"This son has never uttered any big talk, and it is known all over the mountain." He pulled out a malicious smile: "Ah, maybe in a month or two, it will become known all over the world." , after all, White Deer Academy is famous all over the world, and everything about the Academy spreads quickly."

Xinghe was not shocked by Duanmu Zhiheng's words at all, he looked at Duanmu Zhiheng calmly, and asked without any emotion: "Don't you dare, His Royal Highness?"

No malice, no provocation, calm as if asking Duanmu Zhiheng for the evening menu.

But Duanmu Zhiheng insisted from such a calm and calm attitude that Xinghe's contemptuous attitude that he didn't take him seriously at all was a young man in his teens who rushed forward with enthusiasm, ignoring the dog legs behind him, and shouted loudly: " What dare I dare not!"

After Duanmu Zhiheng shouted, the anger dissipated in his chest, and he immediately realized what he promised.

Ten minors are not too many. The nobles these days will seek to be multi-talented. They must be proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and they must not be left behind in riding and archery. They must be proficient in seven or eight "skills".

If a nobleman doesn't have a few abilities to show off, the family dare not let him go out to socialize.

Being ridiculed by others is a minor matter, but damaging the family's face is a major matter.

But these seven or eight skills will almost take a nobleman's lifetime to study.

Aristocrats are more expensive and more expensive. If they are only entry-level, they will naturally not be able to enter the elegant hall, and it will be embarrassing to take them out.What's more, the graduation assessment requirements of Bailu Mountain are very strict.

Bailushan generally divides skills into seven levels: "Introductory", "Advanced", "Small Achievement", "Performance", "Great Achievement", "Grand Master", and "Transcendence". They must pass the completion assessment, and less than a small achievement is not considered a pass.

Although Xiaocheng is only the third episode, in order to reach Xiaocheng, the postgraduate entrance examination happens to be "skills", and skills need time to study hard and accumulate.

If you can achieve minor success in ten minor courses in one year, let alone ten, you should be thankful if you pass one or two of them successfully, okay?

The more Duanmu Zhiheng thought about it, the more he regretted it, but he couldn't repent in front of the enemy. He had just mocked Xinghe "is he going to renege on what he said?" If he repented immediately, wouldn't he slap himself in the face?

Xie Zimo also came to his senses when he saw this, so he wanted to ridicule him. It is best for Duanmu Zhiheng to repent, then Xinghe will get rid of the thirty minors by the way, so that Duanmu Zhiheng will not seize the opportunity to make a big fuss.

Xie Zimo was about to laugh at him, but behind Duanmu Zhiheng, the tall and thin man who had advised him before stepped forward again and whispered again, Duanmu Zhiheng gradually began to laugh complacently.

"What's so difficult about it? I'm the one who should do it." As he spoke, he swaggered forward, pushed Xie Zimo and Xinghe away arrogantly, and reported ten minor trainings to the old Mr. Wanxianglou.

"Mohists, military strategists, horsemanship, archery, chess..."

Duanmu Zhiheng selected ten places for minor repairs, snorted coldly at the two of them, and was about to leave with his chin held high and a group of henchmen.

Xie Zimo heard the ten minors he selected, and immediately realized the reason why Duanmu Zhiheng agreed, and said angrily: "Despicable and shameless! Duanmu Zhiheng, you are a coward!"

"Hey, I call it tactics!"