The Confucian scholars around him began to talk about it, but everyone was not optimistic about Lu Yu.
This sacred text is not easy to understand at all.
Even if someone has good mental strength, he can barely see the saint's spiritual thoughts. But if he is not strong enough in literature and art, he still cannot understand anything from it.
Song Anqi was dressed in white, her beautiful eyes just looked at Lu Yu's body for a moment, and she said no more.
Li Xiang, on the other hand, kept sarcastic: "This disciple who ran away from who knows which courtyard dares to be so rash. Does he think the saint's classics are so easy to understand? Haha, maybe he came here just to be funny."
Dahei said disdainfully: "I told you to shut up, kid. You won't be honest until someone slaps you in the face. Besides, you are blocking my view of the beauty, so stay away."
What!
Li Xiang was furious: "You damn monster, this is the Holy Land of Confucianism, and you dare to act wild again. It seems that if I don't teach you a lesson, you are ungrateful!"
boom!
From Li Xiang's fingertips, a sword light instantly flew out and stabbed straight towards Dahei.
The big black eyelids drooped and he glanced at him disdainfully.
At this moment, Ao Guang suddenly took a step forward, and a powerful wave of air came out, killing the sword light directly in mid-air.
Li Xiang was shocked, and quickly glanced at Ao Guang, saying disdainfully: "It turns out that he is a child of a certain big family, and he came to the academy with guards. I look down on you guys the most. You do whatever you want just because your family has some power!
"
Obviously, he regarded Ao Guang as Lu Yu's slave.
Dahei was about to retort, but suddenly he felt as if there was a golden hoop on his head, and a sharp pain hit him, making him grimace in pain.
"Don't talk too much." Lu Yu pressed Dahei's head and pushed it back.
He was very aware of the poisonous tongue of this big black dog. The group of Confucian scholars in front of him was probably no match for it, and he didn't know how many people he would offend in the end.
Li Xiang glanced at Lu Yu with a sneer: "Why, do you know the power of the Classics of Literary Saints? Now that you have seen it, take your dog and get out of here."
The people around him couldn't help but burst into laughter.
This kid was quite arrogant before, but now, it's over so quickly.
It is conceivable that although Lu Yu did not faint, he probably did not understand anything from the Wen Shengdian classics.
"Hey, he must have just started. I'm afraid he will remember this lesson for the rest of his life."
"What kind of person raises what kind of monster. This black dog is so hateful, which shows that the owner's upbringing is not very good either."
Everyone was talking loudly, and they didn't care whether Lu Yu could hear them or not.
Even if I heard it, what would happen?
He is just a new disciple, they don't care at all.
"Didn't you hear what they were saying? Why don't you leave quickly and prepare to humiliate yourself here?" The white-haired scholar also scolded him coldly.
Lu Yu glanced at everyone and sighed: "Who told you that I didn't understand it?"
He suddenly crossed his legs again, sat on the desk, and said lightly: "Ao Guang, study ink."
Ao Guang hurried over, picked up the inkstone and ground the ink.
"No way. Did he really realize something?"
"Haha, I think this guy is trying to stay calm. With so many people looking at him, he feels embarrassed and runs away, so he prepares to write something to fool them."
"It's a pity that there is a great scholar here now. No matter how much he fools him, he can't fool him. When the time comes that he is exposed, he will just pack up and get out."