Chapter 142: interest in inquiry
As soon as the voice of the black-clothed old man fell, a thin old man with silver hair came out of the rockery.
"You two old men are very interested, and they also drink and admire the moon." The lean old man walked to the stone chair and sat down, and he picked up the jug and poured a glass.
The old man in white glared at him, his eyes more defensive, "What are you doing here with us?"
This old thing is not just a bird. Several geniuses who were born in the Royal Academy with great difficulty were dug out by this old thing in advance.
The lean old man took a sip of the wine in his glass, and then frowned, "The quality of this wine is really poor, you can also enjoy it."
The old man in white snatched the wine glass from his hand, "Don't drink it if the quality is poor! Our temple is small here, and we can't hold your big Buddha, so please do it."
"What are you nervous about?" The slender old man was half-smiling, looking down the road outside the court, where Yu Qingqian's back disappeared, "What's so special about that little girl? Such a kind person."
The old man in white immediately frowned, "I warn you, dead old man, don't hit her."
He finally found such a talented and hardworking girl, but he couldn't be kidnapped like this.
The icy face of the black-clothed old man showed a bit of helplessness. The younger brother is just too impatient. Isn't this where there are three hundred taels of silver?
"Haha, I have to pay close attention to the precious student who can make you so much valued by the old man." The thin old man's slightly cloudy eyes gleamed more and more.
The two veterans of the Southern Royal Academy are best at digging out potential students, and that girl made him a little more interested in exploring.
"Follow your uncle, get the **** out of you." The old man in white snorted coldly, as if you should get out of here.
The black-clothed old man said lightly: "Nothing goes without going to the Three Treasures Hall, why are you here this time?"
The lean old man smiled and snatched the wine glass from the hand of the white-robed old man, and continued pouring wine, "Naturally, he came for Feng Chen."
"Don't you think that the quality of this wine is not good? Then you drink a bird." The old man in white became angry when he saw this old thing.
"Do as the locals do, I can only do it." The lean old man didn't care about the bad attitude of the old man in white.
"You said just now that you are here for Feng Chen, what do you want to do?" The old man in white looked vigilant.
The lean old man said indifferently: "That kid has been admitted to our Holy Court by exception, and he didn't rush to report directly to the practice. He is still writing ink at the Royal Academy. I came here this time to see what happened."
"That's because the stinky boy Feng Chen has the vision, and he will stay for two more years to take care of you." The old man in white glared at him again, "The Holy Court has an exception for early admissions, but there is no rule that you must be admitted before the age of eighteen. Go practice."
"You should know that only the Holy Court is the most suitable place for a genius like Feng Chen." The lean old man glanced at the white clothed old man, "At the Royal Academy it will only waste his potential time."
"You immortal, do you look down on our Royal Academy? I don't want to beat you to death today." The old man in white rolled up his sleeves and wanted to fight.
The lean old man chuckled: "I'm too lazy to waste time with you."
A faint pressure spread from him, and the surrounding time and space seemed to freeze.
The face of the old man in white changed, "You broke through again?"