Chapter 39 Xu Pingzhi is not a son

Good poetry, Ning Yan really has a peerless poetic talent.Li Mubai slammed hard and slapped hard.

He looked extremely excited, both with the surprises of scholars when they saw a good poem, and with the expectations of how students of the college would react after seeing this poem.

Zhang Shen did not comment. Looking at Xu Qi'an's gaze, he became more and more appreciative and complacent, as if the other party was really a student he brought out.

The words are simple, but meaningful.The third update is light and the fifth update is when a man is studying... Brother Jinyan, do you still remember the days when we were studying in college when we were young?

Chen Tai savored this poem to encourage learning, but felt it was full of thought and had a long aftertaste.

Zhang Shen was stunned for a moment, recalling the scene of studying in the first half of the year, and said sadly:

Isn’t it just that we were talking about at that time? When I was young, my family was poor and I could only eat two steamed buns a day.I often feel hungry in the middle of the night and I have to study hard by the light.

Li Mubai said with slightest: Is this the reason why you steal my chicken eggs every few days?

Zhang Shen said unhappily: How can a scholar be called stealing?That was borrowing, didn’t I pay you back later?

Li Mubai blew his beard and glared: When he was poor, a chicken egg was no less than a thousand taels of gold now.

Chen Tai coughed and interrupted the quarrel between the two friends and looked at Xu Xinnian: Farewell to the old days. After the Spring Examination, no matter what the ranking is, you are qualified to become an official. Have you considered the future?

Suddenly getting to the point, which made everyone feel a little uncomfortable. Zhang Shen and Li Mubai shut up and subconsciously planned for Xu Cizhe.

Chen Tai saw two great scholars who wanted to speak but stopped, and did not give them a chance to speak: Generally speaking, staying in Beijing first and then exile was the right way to advance in the officialdom.Although I am not an official, I have some respect in the officialdom of Dafeng, so I can plan to stay in Beijing for you.

As a teacher, Zhang Shen immediately smiled: It's so good, I'm going to thank Brother Chen quickly.

No, no, if I really want to repay you, I do have an idea... Chen Tai smiled.

Listening to his old friend's words, Zhang Shen and Li Mubai felt something was wrong.

No one said he wanted to repay you.

Chen Tai smiled and said: Ning Yan Ah, you are a piece of uncensored jade. If you want to become a material, you still need to be carved.These two old men are very lively, so you can turn to my subordinates.

Get out, shameless old thief.Li Mubai and Zhang Shen were furious.

Xu Qi'an seized the opportunity and immediately said: Two gentlemen, Ning Yan does have any questions to ask for advice.

Today I came to Yunlu Academy, and I was free to have sex.

The younger generation was stuck in the essence refining realm for a long time, because they had no merits and were poor at home, and they never had the resources or opportunities to enter the Qi training realm.Xu Qi'an bent down and bowed:

Please help me open the gate of heaven.

This was his second purpose for coming to the academy, although he could sell the magic weapon given by Song Qing in exchange for the money from the Kaitianmen.

But that's not happy at all, Xu Qi'an is a person who pursues happiness.

Zhang Shen shook his head and laughed: You are in a hurry to seek medical treatment. We are practicing Confucianism and Taoism. How can we help you open the gate of heaven?How can the martial arts circulate in the body and how to walk through the meridians? This is what you martial arts know.

The differences between the systems are even bigger than I thought... Xu Qi'an was a little disappointed and asked unwillingly: I don't understand. Since opening the Heaven Sect requires the help of experts above the God Refining Realm, how did the people at the beginning open the Heaven Sect?

Do you think the path of martial arts was created by someone?Is it achieved overnight?Li Mubai held the teacup and asked him back before drinking.

Xu Qian shook his head and said he didn't know.

It was created by generations of people. Li Mubai said slowly: Perhaps at the beginning, the essence refining realm was already at its peak. By chance, someone opened the Tianmen, and the Qi Practicing Realm became the peak of martial arts.It took years for a complete martial arts system to be formed.

A coincidence?Xu Qi'an captured the keywords.

It is the safest and most convenient way to help open the Heavenly Gate by a master of the God Refining Realm, but this is not the only one.This time, Chen Tai took over the topic and said with a smile:

When a baby is born, he contains a stream of innate true energy. As he grows older, the heavenly gate is closed and the innate true energy is stored in the body. If you want to regain this energy, you must open the closed heavenly gate again.

Xu Qi'an nodded. People ate grains and cereals, which generated impurities, blocked the Tianmen and the operation of the qi.

Uncle Er taught him these theoretical knowledge before.

There are many methods. In addition to the familiar Opening Heaven Gate, there are two methods: one, breathing method.

The method of breathing requires practice since childhood, taking a medicinal bath every day, washing the meridians, and penetrating the heavenly gate. Over the past ten years, it has consumed countless money.This method has been eliminated.

The second method is to use external forces to open the Tianmen, which is also a stupid method adopted by the original predecessors.For example, Demon-Swallowing Pill.

The demon pill is condensed by the essence of the demon clan's Taoist practice, and contains tremendous energy. If the demon pill is swallowed, the powerful force will forcibly open up the eight extraordinary meridians, but because it cannot be controlled, it is a life-threatening method.

So that's it... Although I didn't get it for free, I was just a waste of it... Xu Qi'an said gratefully: Mr. Xie, the lecture.

Look, it's humble and polite, and speaks nicely.The three great scholars smiled and stroking their beards, and were extremely satisfied with Xu Qi'an.

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Located in the center of the academy is the Saints Academy, also known as the Saints Temple, which worships the first person who created Confucianism and Taoism throughout the ages.

Outside the Saints' Palace, the large paved pings of bluestone are enough to accommodate all the students of Yunlu Academy.

Every year during the spring and autumn examinations, the dean of the academy would gather students here, mobilize students to study hard, obtain fame and honor, and devote themselves to the country until they die.

There is a low wall with red paint on the large ping, with an indescribable layer of paper stuck to the wall.

This wall is the bulletin board of Yunlu Academy, which is used to post articles, poems, calligraphy and paintings of the academy gentlemen, as well as excellent works that occasionally appear among students.

Then there are some notices from the academy.

Two book boys came to the notice, one held a roll of paper in his hand, and the other smeared rice paste on the notice wall, and then worked together to unfold a huge piece of paper that was one person tall and pasted on the notice wall.

Such a move immediately attracted the attention of students around him, especially the huge piece of paper that was one person tall was too eye-catching.

What's posted?Let's go and take a look.

Hey, it's not an article, it seems to be a poem...what is there to read?

After Mr. Ziyang left the college, there was no difference between reading the poems written by the gentlemen and great scholars in our college.

As he spoke, the students gathered under the low wall in groups of three or three, staring at the huge piece of paper on the new post.

The handwriting on the paper is flying and flying, and the strength is penetrated through the back of the paper. There is a sharp feeling between the twists and turns.

This is Mr. Zhang's handwriting.Some students recognized it.

More students focused on the poems on paper.

The lights are on the third day and the fifth day are just the time when a man is studying... ashamed, ashamed.After the autumn examination, I never read it at night.

At first glance, this poem looks simple and ordinary, but it reveals profound truths and is thought-provoking.

It’s not so simple and ordinary. I don’t know how to study hard early, but I regret studying too late!The great way is simple, and all the most profound truths and famous sayings are included.

I regretted reading too much... I used to be too lazy and became addicted to talking and traveling around the mountains. I had less and less energy to read. When I saw this poem, I realized that I would definitely regret it in the future.

Which great scholar did this poem come from?

More and more people squeezed under the low wall, looking up at the poem on the wall. When their emotions were immersed in it, they had a great resonance with this poem that encouraged learning.

The scene depicted in the first couplet makes the students ashamed.Although I have done my best to study, who can do it until the third update of the lights and the fifth update?

But this is not a false statement, because there are indeed such examples. The great scholars and gentlemen in the college often use their own examples to warn students.

Some of the students who are very hardworking are also staying up late to study hard.

What really makes young students feel palpitations is the second couplet: black hair does not know how to study early, and only when they are old, regret reading late.

It seems that they are announcing their future experiences. Some young people who have been neglecting their studies have felt palpitations after asking themselves, fearing that they will regret it after they die in the future.

I naturally feel like I live up to the spring and study hard.

Not far away, at the edge of the big ping, three great scholars watched the scene, and Chen Taifu laughed: Everyone said that poetry is useless, but they don’t know that poetry is the most touching.Xu Ningyan is really a peerless poet.

Seeing that the poems that encouraged students actively mobilized the emotions of the students, Zhang Shen couldn't help but smile: This is true, he only used one cup of tea, and this level, not to mention now, can be ranked among the best in history.

Li Mubai suddenly asked: He said he had already abandoned his studies, do you believe it?

The two great scholars nodded at the same time, and Li Mubai couldn't help but smile: How can you see it?

When writing poems, he let him bid farewell to the old man.Zhang Shen said.

As a scholar, how can you let others write poems?Chen Tai added: Unless he is not good at calligraphy.

All scholars are proficient in calligraphy, which is the basic skill.

Li Mubai sighed: Unfortunately, he is already in his prime, and it is too late to switch to the practice of Confucianism and Taoism.

Chen Tai was heartbroken: With such talent, he actually learned martial arts, which is a waste of talent.

The rough martial artist is not worthy of Xu Ningyan's amazing talent.

Zhang Shen seemed to remember something and said angrily: When they heard of saying goodbye to the old, his father decided to bid farewell to the old and study, and would rather go to the old and practice martial arts party.

Xu Pingzhi was not a son of man and wasted a seed of study in vain. It was really hateful and hateful.Li Mubai said in a hatred.

The two great scholars deeply agreed.