In this era of strict etiquette, the kind of clothing you have to wear when you reach the level. Theoretically, the superiors can be both inferiors, but the inferiors cannot be overestimated. The common people are not qualified to wear big red and big green. However, in recent years, the imperial court and the government have not been so strict, and there are no only gray-brown colors on the streets and alleys.

But even officials are also particular about wearing clothes. Dresses, public clothes, regular clothes, and whatever clothes you wear on any occasion, you must not be confused or confused. Otherwise, being impeached will be light and you may lose your post or leave.

Therefore, Zhong Sanlang and Zhong Ling, who were in charge of the offense, was confident that they could win. In his opinion, as long as they grasped the opponent's weakness, even if Yue Qianqiu, who had been rampant in Jinling City for many years, so what?

When I went to the Imperial College, I didn’t wear Confucian clothes, but I wore such inappropriate black black clothes. What is it that I disrespect the sages?

However, Zhong Ling thought that Yue Qianqiu and his group would be ashamed to cover their faces and achieve the task perfectly, but he did not expect that Bai Bufan, wearing a blue Confucian shirt, was angry at this moment, while others, including Yue Qianqiu, were full of sarcasm. Especially Yue Qianqiu, who was standing in front, had time to laugh.

"Wearing clothes indiscriminately, disrespectful to sages? Tsk tsk, I didn't expect that there are people in the Imperial College who do not read books or history! No wonder you are nicknamed Xiaobai, and you are really Xiaobai who doesn't know anything."

By Zhong Ling's sudden blockage, Yue Qianqiu and more than a dozen people naturally blocked the way in. Therefore, after a while, many children from various families who came to participate in the Winter Games today gathered around. When Yue Qianqiu not only did not make any mistakes because of Zhong Ling's criticism, he directly blocked the people back, and someone suddenly burst into laughter.

At this time, Liu Fangyuan suddenly spoke and said, "Senior Brother, this guy's nickname is not just Xiaobai, you forgot that there is also a white parrot!"

"Oh, is the parrot? That nickname is indeed more appropriate!"

Zhong Ling was almost crazy. He had a pale face and no longer cared about his martial power being more than Yue Qianqiu. He rushed forward and scolded sternly: "A person who is ignorant, do you dare to say that others do not read books or history?"

Yue Qianqiu smiled and even approached Zhong Ling two steps: "If you were studying, would you not know what kind of dresses you wore when Emperor Taizu worshiped Confucius? If you were reading history, would you not know what kind of dresses you wore when the Imperial College was just built in our dynasty, Emperor Taizu and the twelve great scholars at that time personally painted the first batch of supervisors. What color and shape of shirts were they wearing?"

Speaking of this, he saw Zhong Ling's face suddenly turn pale, and then he suddenly took another step forward.

"Are you trying to say that when Emperor Taizu wore a black gold-edged shirt for Confucius, the first batch of students in the prison in our court were just wearing clothes randomly and disrespectful to sages?"

When he heard Yue Qianqiu mention the old things a hundred years ago, Zhong Ling realized that things seemed to be out of control. When Yue Qianqiu talked about the uniforms of the first supervisor, he disappeared for a moment. Therefore, facing Yue Qianqiu's fierce and fierce questioning, he staggered back a few steps without realizing it, and his face was bloodless.

He hadn't read the historical materials of that year. Could it be that Yue Qianqiu and others were really like this...

At this time, a lot of discussion came from the side, but these chaotic sounds were quickly overshadowed by a sigh.

"Yue Xiaojiu, you really never suffer a loss!"

With this voice, Li Yiming showed up with his own group in front of everyone. He looked at Yue Qianqiu with a slight smile, and then said like a peacemaker: "Those who don't know are not guilty. Yue Xiaojiu, why should you be so petty and hold on to others? You are so capable, and you can actually find out the patterns from the old papers and make this outfit for so many people?"

After the fat man said this, everyone's attention immediately changed. But Zhong Ling not only felt relieved, but instead felt that Li Yiming was not helping to rescue him, but rather said that he stomped him a few times after Yue Qianqiu.

What does it mean that the ignorant is not guilty? Isn’t this a satirization that he is ignorant?

When Yue Qianqiu saw that there were already many people around him, he heard Dai Zhanning reminding behind him that Prince Jia Li Chongming had also come. He said calmly: "I just admire the wind, tiger, clouds and dragons during the reign of Emperor Taizu, so I have read a few books. Unexpectedly, there were self-proclaimed erudition students in the Imperial College who still couldn't recognize this outfit."

Speaking of this, he said with a smile: "I heard that someone is a hero who was praised by the Imperial College for being a master of the Imperial College. It is really better to meet him than to be famous! If you want to be a lackey and give us those of us who don't like it, then remember everything you should learn and read first, otherwise you will have the awareness of being bounced back by a horse's hooves!"

Seeing that Zhong Ling was shaking by Yue Qianqiu, all the smarter people on the scene could see that Yue Qianqiu was prepared today, and the purpose was to find fault!

Who can be behind Zhong Ling? It’s not the uncle Zhong Liang who is the minister of the Ministry of War, or Zhou Dakang, the Imperial College Supervisor!

After saying that, Yue Qianqiu greeted everyone behind him, and even the fat man ignored him and walked straight in.

Li Yiming knew that Yue Qianqiu would not have any relationship with him in the open, and he was used to the other party's contempt. But he wanted to say a few more beautiful words to see if he could comfort Zhong Ling, the loser, and then take him under his sect. However, the genius of the Imperial College, who was blushing, stomped his feet hard, then turned around and ran away. He suddenly felt that the boss was not feeling good.

At least I have relieved you, but you don’t even feel grateful!

"Hmph, I only learn this little, but I'm so embarrassed to say that others are ignorant people? I'm a mediocre person!"

Seeing Li Yiming leaving with anger, Li Chongming, the Prince of Jia, who was one step behind, was silent on his face, but he was really shocked. When he saw Yue Qianqiu's outfit, he didn't expect that the other party was not deliberately wearing this outfit that looked like a martial arts uniform and ran to the Imperial College to show off his power, but he deliberately set up a trap to jump down!

What exactly did Yue Qianqiu want to do? He wanted to completely disrupt this winter meeting? How could he have such courage!

"Brother Jiu, it's so amazing. The Zhong Xiaobai was so angry that he almost fainted!"

"Brother Jiu, I just felt very proud of this outfit you made for us before, but I didn't expect there would be such benefits!"

"Yes, yes, I was worried just now whether someone would be kicked out of the Imperial College..."

Hearing these lingering voices around him, Yue Qianqiu laughed: "No one of us wants to come to this Imperial College, but if we are in harmony, we will stay; if we are not in harmony, we can leave ourselves, but we cannot be driven away! If we want to find fault, we must be knocked off our teeth and the awareness of being pulled to the point of being bruised and swollen face!"

Everyone was the only one who followed Yue Qianqiu's horse. At this moment, he immediately responded like a cheer, including Bai Bufan. At this time, Dai Zhanning coughed softly. Although he looked at Wen Jing and delicately, he was the real No. 2 person in this small circle. With this cough, the surroundings were silent.

"Brother Jiu, let's not talk about today's winter meeting. Zhou Dakang invited all the children of seventh rank and above to study in the Imperial College for three years. The emperor is likely to agree on this matter. Do we really want exceptions? Will we be excluded in the future?"

Yue Qianqiu turned his head and looked at everyone. Seeing that some were angry, some were uneasy, some were dissatisfied, some were dissatisfied, some were dismissive, some were dismissive, and some were dismissive, he grinned and said, "If this emperor is really accurate, then there are two ways."

He stretched out his index finger and said rebelliously: "The first way is to turn the Imperial College into ours."
Chapter completed!