Xu Qi'an is an open-minded person and will not be upset about trivial matters. Since his sister in the family is so rotten and cannot be carved, he will not be carved.
Isn’t it better to take it to the academy to draw a board? Why waste your mouth?
But Li Miaozhen stopped Xu Qi'an from bruting the child. The Saint of Tianzong frowned and said unhappily: If you have something to say, why bother with a child?
Saint Ah, you never know how bad it is to be a naughty child’s parent... Xu Qi'an sold her face and turned into the yard.
There is only a pair of mother and daughter in the yard, with a sharp face and three-dimensional facial features, and a bit mixed-race style. Xu Lingyue sat on the small wood to embroider.
Xiaomuzha could no longer tolerate her plump buttocks, and her elastic buttocks were overflowing, highlighting under her skirt.
My aunt was not doing her job properly, putting the lotus green skirt on her calf, then squatted beside the flowerbed, holding a small wooden shovel and scissors, and fiddling with flowers and plants.
In addition to beat Xu Lingyin, my aunt only has this hobby.
Her close maid Lu'e helped her.
Big brother!
Seeing Xu Qi'an come back, Lingyue's sister was so happy that she put down her needle and thread and smiled like a flower to greet her.
Her aftertaste flashed past Li Miaozhen, Su Su and Zhong Li without any trace.
The little expression with scrutiny fully demonstrates that there is a natural, instinctive hostility among beautiful women.
It's okay, you can go home today.
Xu Qi'an pinched her round nose, looked at the room, and said: Where are Erlang and Er uncle?
My father didn't know where to go to practice martial arts, and my second brother was studying at Master Zhang.Xu Lingyue's voice was pleasant, with the softness of a girl.
Xu Qi'an nodded and was about to speak, when he heard Xu Lingyue curious and said softly: Big brother, who is that sister?
She asked Zhong Li.
Although Zhong Li has been with Xu Qi'an for a long time, she has never officially appeared. This is the first time Xu Lingyue has seen her.
Caiwei's senior sister.Xu Qi'an.
Oh, that senior sister of the Mianbu girl Ah... Xu Lingyue suddenly realized.
Fanzhu is the nickname she gave to Chu Caiwei. Chu Caiwei is Fanzhu No. 1, Lina is Fanzhu No. 2, and Xu Lingyin is Fanzhu No. 3.
In fact, people who know these three people have similar nicknames in their hearts.For example, in the yard, I was shocked to find that the young girl was dirty, and I was angry and picked up a bamboo strip to chase and kill the beautiful woman who went out.
The nicknames my aunt gave to Lina and Xu Lingyin were probably: stupid girls and children, greedy girls and children, stupid girls and children who could eat.
And so on.
Isn’t it tired to wash clothes for you every day?You are a dead child, you don’t know how to feel sorry for me at all.My aunt's roar came:
Then I don't need to treat you as a daughter when I hit you.
Xu Lingyin's voice came: Then I'm not your daughter, why are you hitting me?
My aunt choked and was furious: ...You dare to talk back!
……
Xu Qi'an took Zhong Li out of the courtyard, shuttled through the houses and courtyards, and followed the principle of paving bluestone slabs. Sometimes he picked up the steps, and after a stick of incense, he came to the valley full of bamboo forests.
Most of the bamboos are in the south, and Dafeng claims to be the orthodox Jiuzhou and dominates the Central Plains, but the geographical location of the capital is in the central and northern part of Jiuzhou.
The climate is not suitable for bamboo growth.
This bamboo forest in Qingyun Mountain is very rare.
Shortly after summer begins, the bamboo forests of this season are lush and lush. The mountain wind blows, rustling, which is quite artistic.
What Xu Qian was thinking about was how to make bamboo wine?
A small attic is hidden among the bamboo forest, like the Accord where the hermit lives. A pebbled path leads to the attic, covered with bamboo leaves.
Dean, Xu Qi'an visits!He bowed to the attic.
A clear light flashed in front of him, and he had teleported from outside to the attic. Dean Zhao Shou sat by the side of the desk, savoring the fragrant tea, and looking at him without saying a word.
The washed out of old Confucian shirt, the slightly messy and gray hair, and the whole body was filled with a cynical atmosphere.
Zhao Shou is the most unsatisfactory high-quality man Xu Qi'an has ever seen. He is also an old man, but the supervisor is white-clothed and better than snow, and his fairy-like style is the best.
Master Due also wore a gorgeous cassock embroidered with gold thread, with a calm demeanor and looked like a Taoist monk.
And Dean Zhao gives people the feeling that Kong Yiji, or Fan Jin...
Well, I almost forgot Taoist Priest Mao. The Taoist Priest also looked like a wandering Taoist priest, and he was very down and out... Xu Qi'an added in his heart.
Thank you, Dean for your help.Xu Qi'an expressed his gratitude.
Establishing your mind for the heaven and earth, establishing your destiny for the living and the people, carrying forward the unique knowledge for the past sages, and opening peace for the ages. This is what you taught me, and you have never forgotten it.Zhao Shou smiled.
The dean meant that as long as I did not forget my original intention, everyone would still be good friends... Xu Qi'an smiled and bowed, and then made a request to his good friends:
The student came to the academy to borrow a book from the dean.
Zhao Shou looked at him and nodded slightly.
The Great Zhou Dynasty's relic.Xu Qi'an remembered that if you want to know the princess’s secret, you can borrow this book from Yunlu Academy.
hehe!
Zhao Shou laughed and said: This was written by a great scholar in the academy six hundred years ago. He was born in the late Zhou Dynasty and was active in the early Dafeng period. He compiled what he saw and heard about Dazhou into a book.There is only one book in the world, and it has never been published, and very few people have read this book.
So that's it. No wonder Huaiqing has never heard of it. Even a female academic master cannot read all the books in the world. She must have a purposeful reading of books.
Xu Qi'an suddenly realized, and heard Zhao Shou smile and say: You must have heard of that great scholar. His deeds were erected by later generations, right in the mountains.
The light of inspiration flashed suddenly, and Xu Qi'an blurted out: Qian Zhong, the second-grade scholar who brought public resentment to the last fortune of the Great Zhou Dynasty?
When he first came to Yunlu Academy, Erlang took him to visit the academy and mentioned the great scholar named Qian Zhong.
Zhao Shou sighed: He was a respectable scholar, truly famous in history, unlike a certain four guys who always want to go to the wrong path.
Are the four guys you mentioned who are taking the wrong path Zhang Shen, Li Mubai, Yang Gong, Chen Tai... Xu Qi'an complained in his heart.
Zhao Shou spread his hands and said leisurely: "The Great Zhou Shiyi" is in my hands.
A clear light flashed, and an old book appeared in his hand, with the cover saying: Great Zhou Shiyi!
...Xu Qi'an stared at this scene blankly. Although he was already familiar with Confucian bragging, every time he saw it, he always felt the impulse to learn Confucianism without practicing martial arts.
The man was afraid of entering the wrong career, and the second uncle hurt me... He sighed with regret in his heart.
Taking the Great Zhou Shiyi from Zhao Shou, Xu Qi'an pondered: Can I take it away?
Zhao Shou: No!
It would be better to refuse... Xu Qi'an looked down and looked at him. His eyesight was no problem at all.
Since this book is called "The Great Zhou Shiyi", the things recorded in it are actually a supplement to the official history.What is recorded in it is like unofficial history at first glance, but it does happen.
For example, Li Mu, a famous immortal official in the history of the Great Zhou Dynasty, said that this person is romantic and has countless confidants, but in fact, there is a fox demon among his many beauties, who is a member of the nine-tailed Heavenly Fox tribe of the Southern Demon lineage.
These are secrets that will not be recorded in official history.
Like the Yasheng, who pointed out that the deer was a horse in Yunlu Academy, this Li Mu was actually a talented person with Dong Hu's pen... Xu Qi'an nodded secretly and continued to read.
Finally, he came across a record that could be called a folk myth.
During the Longde period of the Great Zhou Dynasty, there was a Wanhua Valley in the south. The strange flowers in the valley were beautiful and bloomed all year round.According to legend, there is a beautiful flower god living in the valley.
The Flower God is an immortal who gives birth to spiritual wisdom, transforms into human form, and collects the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into one body.Whoever can obtain the flower gods can be reborn and live forever.
After hearing this, Emperor Longde sent people to search south. After thirteen years, he finally found Wanhua Valley and the beautiful flower god.
The army surrounded Wanhua Valley and forced the Flower God to enter the palace. The Flower God was unwilling to bring thunder to destroy himself. He cursed before his death: Great Zhou died three hundred years later.
Sure enough, three hundred years later, the Great Zhou energy came to an end.
At the end of the story, a poem was recorded:
The terrifying soul of the birth is overwhelming the fragrance of all the flowers,
The gracefulness poured all over Mu Xiyang.
Everyone praises the national color,
The soul is bound to the emperor in the world.
Xu Qi'an closed the book expressionlessly, but his heart was not calm and even turbulent.
Isn’t this poem a description of the princess? Damn, the princess is the flower god more than 900 years ago... No, the flower god is reincarnated?
It turns out that this poem is about the flower god three hundred years ago. I always thought that this poem was too widely circulated and famous, which attracted the attention of Emperor Jing of Yuan, so she was sent to the palace.
No wonder, no wonder it is said that the princess’s spiritual essence is a good thing. It turns out that there is this allusion. Sure enough, it is beneficial to read more books.There is no doubt that the transformation is complete, and immortality may not be possible. Otherwise, how could Emperor Jing of Yuan gave up the princess to the King of Zhenbei?
The fairy in the flower is worthy of being the number one beauty in Dafeng and has unparalleled charm.Tsk, he is also a pretty woman.
Xu Qi'an returned the book to Zhao Shou and asked: Was this poem written by Qian Zhong Daru?
Zhao Shou shook his head: No.
Oh, Qian Zhong Daru is just a recorder, so I have no doubts. Otherwise, how could the old monk, who revealed the mystery of the princess's life experience, know that this poem would become a logical loophole... Xu Qi'an complained in his heart.
While chatting with Dean Zhao Shou, Xu Qi'an's ears suddenly moved and turned his head to look outside the building.
I saw three great scholars coming together, looking at them, and seeing Xu Qi'an showing a look of surprise.
It is worthy of being the students taught by the three of us. Caishikou killed two thieves and saved the overall situation with one person. It is melodious.
The three great scholars praised happily, and then they looked at the dean with questioning eyes: When did Ning Yan become the dean's disciple?Ning Yan, has the dean ever asked you to write a poem?
As they said that they used your poems to greed for him, and don't argue that this is the truth. Zhao Shou's eyes are ingrained.
Zhao Shou snorted coldly: How could I be like you? Scholars are immortal. The right way to establish virtue, merit, and words.Positioning hope in poetry is a way of doing things.
It would be great if you don’t compete with us for poetry... The three great scholars breathed a sigh of relief, and Zhang Shen retorted in a relaxed tone:
Three thousand great roads have different paths. Are poetry and lyrics also cultural treasures?In my opinion, the dean is too obsessed with it.
Zhao Shou waved his hand: I'm too lazy to defend you.
He turned to Xu Qi'an and said: It's mainly because Yang Gongzhuyu is ahead, which makes them envious and jealous. In fact, Yunlu Academy is kind to you and has nothing to do with poetry.
He glanced at the three great scholars and smiled: At least I will not be like them.
He had to clarify this matter to Xu Qi'an, otherwise it would seem that Yunlu Academy had a purpose and always wanted to benefit from his poetry.
To be honest, the behavior of Zhang Shen and others really insulted the image of Yunlu Academy.
Xu Qi'an nodded.
He actually doesn't care. Anyway, poetry was plagiarized in his previous life and was not written by him. As a time traveler without foundation, he can use poetry to expand his connections and exchange for benefits, so he naturally cannot miss it.
Zhang Shen and the other two ignored the dean's ridicule, looked at Xu Qi'an eagerly and asked:
You haven't written poetry for a long time. Have you ever felt that such a big thing has happened recently?I will help you with some teachers.
The three great scholars looked at Xu Qi'an eagerly.
Dean Zhao Shou did not speak, but he was quite interested and looked at it intently.
Yunlu Academy not only helped me protect my family, but the dean also held a carved knife in his hand and threatened Emperor Jing of Yuan in the court. Although this was in line with Confucianism and was not simply selling my favor, I must remember this kind of kindness...
Well, you might as well copy the poem for them, it would be better to have sex with them overnight... Thinking of this, Xu Qi'an pondered:
I do think of a poem.
Yes, I thought of a poem, I am just a poem porter.He added in his heart.
The three great scholars were ecstatic.
At this time, he should have said boldly: "Pray ink and ink."
But the brush handwriting was too bad, and there was no charcoal on hand, so I didn't show any ugly things. I walked indoors like a decent look. When I saw the green bamboo leaves outside the window, I pretended to lit up my eyes and said:
Have it.
Zhao Shou's eyes lit up, and he asked: Is it related to bamboo?
The dean seemed to like bamboo very much... Xu Qi'an nodded: Yes.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Shou immediately straightened his back, from a slight interest to a great expectation.
Xu Qi'anluo recalled the full text of this poem, but in the eyes of Zhao Shou and the three great scholars, he was brewing.
Stick to the green mountains and never relax.
Zhao Shou, who already knows that he is a poem about bamboo, savors carefully, in this sentence, the word "bite" is the essence, and just one word highlights the vigorous and powerful bamboo.
The roots are originally established in the broken rock.
Zhao Shou nodded slightly, which was a supplement to the previous sentence, and at the same time reflected the perseverance that bamboo showed in a difficult environment.
Thousands of blows are still tough, no matter how winds east, west, south and north.
Dean Zhao Shou breathed a little rapid, and the next two sentences describe Zhuzi's attitude towards external pressure, and even after countless hardships, he was still unyielding.
Among the plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemums, he loves bamboo alone, otherwise he would not have built his residence in the bamboo forest.
Zhao Shou had also written poems about bamboo before, but compared to Xu Qi'an's poem, he had to admit that he was inferior.
One poem and two couplets, from the inside out, almost fully describe the bamboo's tenacious character.
He is worthy of being the leader of the great vocational poetry... This high-ranking Confucian monk sighed in his heart.
Although this poem lacks some artistic conception and rhetoric, it is a rare poem about bamboo.Li Mubai praised.
Stupid, this poem expresses the perseverance and tenacity of bamboo, and its gorgeous words have fallen into inferiority.Zhang Shen criticized.
At first glance, it is a chanting of bamboo, but in fact it uses bamboo to describe people, which is wonderful, wonderful.Chen Tai smiled with a long smile on his beard.
After the comments from the three great scholars, they immediately looked at Xu Qi'an: Does this poem have a name?
Xu Qi'an knew what they were thinking and smiled and shook his head: It has not been named, so the teachers need to polish it.
The three great scholars took a few steps back tacitly, looking at each other vigilantly, brewing how to compete for the right to sign.
At this moment, Zhao Shouchang laughed three times and said: Let me name this poem.
？
Zhang Shen and others twisted their necks to look at him with stiff faces.Didn’t it mean that you can’t be as good as Xu Ningyan’s poems?
Zhao Shou frowned and said unhappily:
You see what I do. Isn’t this poem Xu Ningyan used a poem to describe me? I have been holding on to Yunlu Academy for decades, and I have been like this bamboo, insisting on the green mountains and not relaxing, letting the winds east, west, south and north.
After saying that, without waiting for the opportunity of the three great scholars to react, he said: Withdraw three hundred miles away, don’t disturb me writing poetry.
As soon as the words were finished, the three great scholars disappeared without a trace.
Zhao Shou spread the paper and raised his pen excitedly, while writing: Good poems, good poems, old lady’s life is perfect.Well, Ning Yan Ah, this poem was written by you, but my teacher is here to give me some advice and polish it.
At this time, the three great scholars flashed and said angrily: Dean, stop!
Zhao Shou waved his sleeves: Quit five hundred miles.
The great scholars disappeared, and the next second, they appeared again and roared: Shameless old thief, we are different from you.
It seems that you haven't moved your muscles for a long time. Let's just let me help you.
We are not scared, so what about the third grade? We will not be afraid of you when we join forces.
Haha, either I look down on you or I can easily suppress you if I come to ten more.
Xu Qian pulled Zhong Li and ran away.
……
At the top of Qingyun Mountain, the clear air surged into the sky, blowing away the clouds, and four figures were fighting back and forth in the sky, and they were fighting each other when they saw a move.
The noise was too loud, and the students and teachers in the academy were immediately alarmed.
Why did the dean and the great scholars fight?
What's wrong with this? Why are you fighting so hard? Don't mess with us.
It is quite common for the three great scholars to fight, but the dean also started.What exactly happened?
It is not common for the three great scholars to fight. The previous few times were due to the competition for Xu Shikui's poems.
At this time, someone whispered: Me, I just seemed to see Xu Shikui taking a woman to the dean's bamboo forest.
No way... the surroundings suddenly became quiet, and the students and teachers were so angry.
On the other side, in the small courtyard where the Xu family's female family rested, Li Miaozhen and Chu Yuanzhen looked up suddenly, looking up at the sky, feeling a burst of throbbing in their hearts.
No need to worry, it must be the eldest brother who wrote another poem, and the three great scholars started fighting.Xu Erlang waved his hand.
This is not like the noise that a fourth-grade master can create... Li Miaozhen and Chu Yuanzhen said intently.
The two of them didn't care and continued to listen to Xu Erlang.
Lingyin has a very strange talent. She can't learn anything she doesn't want to learn, and no matter how much she teaches it, it will be useless.So don’t think that you are special and think that you can teach her how to enlighten her.
Xu Erlang almost didn't say: Don't humiliate yourself.
Li Miaozhen shook her head: That's not OK. I stayed at the Xu family before. I promised Mrs. Xu to help teach Lingyin. Later, it was delayed due to the situation. Now everything is over, and it just happens to fulfill the promise.
Chu Yuanzhen smiled. It was a pleasure to see smart people often, and occasionally seeing those who are dull in qualifications.
……
Xu Qi'an and Zhong Li returned to the courtyard and noticed that the atmosphere in the courtyard was a little stiff. Li Miaozhen sat on the small stool, her beautiful face was a little dull and her pupils were dispersed.
She looks like a girl in a broken heart, depressed and decadent.
Chu Yuanzhen held his sword that had never been unsheathed, leaning against the wall, expressionless on his face, but the blue veins that thrust the forehead betrayed him.
You two seem to have encountered something unhappy?Xu Qi'an examined the two companions.
The two ignored him.
Xu Erlang sighed and said: Daxia Chu and Taoist Li insisted on teaching Lingyin to recognize words and arithmetic.
Xu Qian was shocked and bowed to the two of them.
Li Miaozhen felt that Xu Ningyan was mocking her, so she grabbed a small stone and smashed it over.
……
After lunch, Xu Qi'an took his family back to Xu's mansion. Uncle Xu hired three carriages to go to the outer city to summon the servants back.
After the servants came back, my aunt directed them to clean up.
Xu Qi'an sat on the roof, watching the servants busy and busy, and listening to Chu Yuanzhen and Xu Erlang discussing scriptures and the two of them showed off their own knowledge.
In the inner hall, Chu Caiwei brought the best pastries from Guiyuelou, and Lina and Xu Lingyin accompanied her to eat happily.
Li Miaozhen sat cross-legged in the guest room and practiced, while Su Su talked endlessly.
Beside him, Zhong Li, who was wrapped in a cloth robe, hugged her knees and was obediently by her side.
With the current combat power of the Xu Mansion, even if Emperor Jing of Yuan was going to take revenge, he would not be afraid of assassination unless he sent a large army to siege him.Xu Qian said with peace of mind.
When the lotus seeds of Taoist Jinlian mature, we have to leave the capital and let Yang Qianhuan and Caiwei take care of the house.
The supervisor promised me that he would protect Xu's mansion, but he didn't want to force me into the palace and kill Yuan Jingdi's dog head.
You sit here and don’t move. I will come into the house and see a distinguished guest. When she leaves, you will come down.Xu Qi'an turned his head and told Zhong Li.
Zhong Li nodded silently: Yes.
Xu Qi'an immediately jumped off the roof, returned to the room, closed the doors and windows, then took out the fragments of the ground books and poured out a talisman sword.
This talisman sword was given to him when he was traveling north. Luo Yuheng dragged Chu Yuanzhen.
Xu Qi'an still doesn't know whether the kind aunt gave him this thing, because she was giving him a good friend or whether Taoist Jinlian asked him for help.
Before returning to Xu's mansion, he contacted Taoist Jinlian with fragments of land books. Through him, he confirmed that Luo Yuheng was half of his own person and could be trusted appropriately.
Taoist Master Jinlian also said that the talisman sword can serve as a letter to let him contact Luo Yuheng without having to go to the imperial city in person.
Holding the talisman sword tightly, mobilizing the soul, investing a wisp of mental power, and whispering: National Master, National Master, I am Xu Qi'an...
It is better to figure out the matter of the soul pill, otherwise you will always feel like you are stuck in your throat.In addition, I would also give Luo Yuheng a reminder to let her guard against Emperor Jing of Yuan Dynasty.
By the way, I will give you the favorability of a stunning beauty, so that Luo Yuheng will become a big shot I can rely on in the future.
Auntie, I don’t want to work hard anymore…
After talking for a while, Fu Jian did not respond at all.
It seems that the national master doesn’t want to pay attention to me. Sure enough, my identity and status are too low after all. In the eyes of a woman with a noble status and strong cultivation like Luo Yuheng, it is still too far away...
Xu Qian thought helplessly.
He was about to give up, when suddenly, a golden pillar of light fell from the sky, penetrated the roof and landed inside.
In the golden column of light, a beautiful figure condensed, wearing a lotus crown, a Taoist robe, a little red cinnabar between the eyebrows, and a beautiful facial features.
She has both the intellectuality of a kind aunt, the charm of her mother's friend, and the prettyness of the girl next door, which makes people inexplicably moved.
He actually came?
Before Xu Qi'an could be surprised, he suddenly heard the sound of tiles rolling from the roof. Then, a figure rolled down from the eaves, slammed and fell heavily into the yard.
Zhong Li didn't move for a long time. After a while, she got up and walked away silently.
Luo Yuheng suddenly said: Why are there people on your roof?It came too fast, I didn't pay attention.
……
No, it’s not that you didn’t pay attention, it’s fate that made you deliberately ignore her, but Pity’s Senior Sister Zhong…
Luo Yuheng's eyes were clear and cold as a fairy, nodding and saying: What's the matter with me?
……
Isn’t it better to take it to the academy to draw a board? Why waste your mouth?
But Li Miaozhen stopped Xu Qi'an from bruting the child. The Saint of Tianzong frowned and said unhappily: If you have something to say, why bother with a child?
Saint Ah, you never know how bad it is to be a naughty child’s parent... Xu Qi'an sold her face and turned into the yard.
There is only a pair of mother and daughter in the yard, with a sharp face and three-dimensional facial features, and a bit mixed-race style. Xu Lingyue sat on the small wood to embroider.
Xiaomuzha could no longer tolerate her plump buttocks, and her elastic buttocks were overflowing, highlighting under her skirt.
My aunt was not doing her job properly, putting the lotus green skirt on her calf, then squatted beside the flowerbed, holding a small wooden shovel and scissors, and fiddling with flowers and plants.
In addition to beat Xu Lingyin, my aunt only has this hobby.
Her close maid Lu'e helped her.
Big brother!
Seeing Xu Qi'an come back, Lingyue's sister was so happy that she put down her needle and thread and smiled like a flower to greet her.
Her aftertaste flashed past Li Miaozhen, Su Su and Zhong Li without any trace.
The little expression with scrutiny fully demonstrates that there is a natural, instinctive hostility among beautiful women.
It's okay, you can go home today.
Xu Qi'an pinched her round nose, looked at the room, and said: Where are Erlang and Er uncle?
My father didn't know where to go to practice martial arts, and my second brother was studying at Master Zhang.Xu Lingyue's voice was pleasant, with the softness of a girl.
Xu Qi'an nodded and was about to speak, when he heard Xu Lingyue curious and said softly: Big brother, who is that sister?
She asked Zhong Li.
Although Zhong Li has been with Xu Qi'an for a long time, she has never officially appeared. This is the first time Xu Lingyue has seen her.
Caiwei's senior sister.Xu Qi'an.
Oh, that senior sister of the Mianbu girl Ah... Xu Lingyue suddenly realized.
Fanzhu is the nickname she gave to Chu Caiwei. Chu Caiwei is Fanzhu No. 1, Lina is Fanzhu No. 2, and Xu Lingyin is Fanzhu No. 3.
In fact, people who know these three people have similar nicknames in their hearts.For example, in the yard, I was shocked to find that the young girl was dirty, and I was angry and picked up a bamboo strip to chase and kill the beautiful woman who went out.
The nicknames my aunt gave to Lina and Xu Lingyin were probably: stupid girls and children, greedy girls and children, stupid girls and children who could eat.
And so on.
Isn’t it tired to wash clothes for you every day?You are a dead child, you don’t know how to feel sorry for me at all.My aunt's roar came:
Then I don't need to treat you as a daughter when I hit you.
Xu Lingyin's voice came: Then I'm not your daughter, why are you hitting me?
My aunt choked and was furious: ...You dare to talk back!
……
Xu Qi'an took Zhong Li out of the courtyard, shuttled through the houses and courtyards, and followed the principle of paving bluestone slabs. Sometimes he picked up the steps, and after a stick of incense, he came to the valley full of bamboo forests.
Most of the bamboos are in the south, and Dafeng claims to be the orthodox Jiuzhou and dominates the Central Plains, but the geographical location of the capital is in the central and northern part of Jiuzhou.
The climate is not suitable for bamboo growth.
This bamboo forest in Qingyun Mountain is very rare.
Shortly after summer begins, the bamboo forests of this season are lush and lush. The mountain wind blows, rustling, which is quite artistic.
What Xu Qian was thinking about was how to make bamboo wine?
A small attic is hidden among the bamboo forest, like the Accord where the hermit lives. A pebbled path leads to the attic, covered with bamboo leaves.
Dean, Xu Qi'an visits!He bowed to the attic.
A clear light flashed in front of him, and he had teleported from outside to the attic. Dean Zhao Shou sat by the side of the desk, savoring the fragrant tea, and looking at him without saying a word.
The washed out of old Confucian shirt, the slightly messy and gray hair, and the whole body was filled with a cynical atmosphere.
Zhao Shou is the most unsatisfactory high-quality man Xu Qi'an has ever seen. He is also an old man, but the supervisor is white-clothed and better than snow, and his fairy-like style is the best.
Master Due also wore a gorgeous cassock embroidered with gold thread, with a calm demeanor and looked like a Taoist monk.
And Dean Zhao gives people the feeling that Kong Yiji, or Fan Jin...
Well, I almost forgot Taoist Priest Mao. The Taoist Priest also looked like a wandering Taoist priest, and he was very down and out... Xu Qi'an added in his heart.
Thank you, Dean for your help.Xu Qi'an expressed his gratitude.
Establishing your mind for the heaven and earth, establishing your destiny for the living and the people, carrying forward the unique knowledge for the past sages, and opening peace for the ages. This is what you taught me, and you have never forgotten it.Zhao Shou smiled.
The dean meant that as long as I did not forget my original intention, everyone would still be good friends... Xu Qi'an smiled and bowed, and then made a request to his good friends:
The student came to the academy to borrow a book from the dean.
Zhao Shou looked at him and nodded slightly.
The Great Zhou Dynasty's relic.Xu Qi'an remembered that if you want to know the princess’s secret, you can borrow this book from Yunlu Academy.
hehe!
Zhao Shou laughed and said: This was written by a great scholar in the academy six hundred years ago. He was born in the late Zhou Dynasty and was active in the early Dafeng period. He compiled what he saw and heard about Dazhou into a book.There is only one book in the world, and it has never been published, and very few people have read this book.
So that's it. No wonder Huaiqing has never heard of it. Even a female academic master cannot read all the books in the world. She must have a purposeful reading of books.
Xu Qi'an suddenly realized, and heard Zhao Shou smile and say: You must have heard of that great scholar. His deeds were erected by later generations, right in the mountains.
The light of inspiration flashed suddenly, and Xu Qi'an blurted out: Qian Zhong, the second-grade scholar who brought public resentment to the last fortune of the Great Zhou Dynasty?
When he first came to Yunlu Academy, Erlang took him to visit the academy and mentioned the great scholar named Qian Zhong.
Zhao Shou sighed: He was a respectable scholar, truly famous in history, unlike a certain four guys who always want to go to the wrong path.
Are the four guys you mentioned who are taking the wrong path Zhang Shen, Li Mubai, Yang Gong, Chen Tai... Xu Qi'an complained in his heart.
Zhao Shou spread his hands and said leisurely: "The Great Zhou Shiyi" is in my hands.
A clear light flashed, and an old book appeared in his hand, with the cover saying: Great Zhou Shiyi!
...Xu Qi'an stared at this scene blankly. Although he was already familiar with Confucian bragging, every time he saw it, he always felt the impulse to learn Confucianism without practicing martial arts.
The man was afraid of entering the wrong career, and the second uncle hurt me... He sighed with regret in his heart.
Taking the Great Zhou Shiyi from Zhao Shou, Xu Qi'an pondered: Can I take it away?
Zhao Shou: No!
It would be better to refuse... Xu Qi'an looked down and looked at him. His eyesight was no problem at all.
Since this book is called "The Great Zhou Shiyi", the things recorded in it are actually a supplement to the official history.What is recorded in it is like unofficial history at first glance, but it does happen.
For example, Li Mu, a famous immortal official in the history of the Great Zhou Dynasty, said that this person is romantic and has countless confidants, but in fact, there is a fox demon among his many beauties, who is a member of the nine-tailed Heavenly Fox tribe of the Southern Demon lineage.
These are secrets that will not be recorded in official history.
Like the Yasheng, who pointed out that the deer was a horse in Yunlu Academy, this Li Mu was actually a talented person with Dong Hu's pen... Xu Qi'an nodded secretly and continued to read.
Finally, he came across a record that could be called a folk myth.
During the Longde period of the Great Zhou Dynasty, there was a Wanhua Valley in the south. The strange flowers in the valley were beautiful and bloomed all year round.According to legend, there is a beautiful flower god living in the valley.
The Flower God is an immortal who gives birth to spiritual wisdom, transforms into human form, and collects the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into one body.Whoever can obtain the flower gods can be reborn and live forever.
After hearing this, Emperor Longde sent people to search south. After thirteen years, he finally found Wanhua Valley and the beautiful flower god.
The army surrounded Wanhua Valley and forced the Flower God to enter the palace. The Flower God was unwilling to bring thunder to destroy himself. He cursed before his death: Great Zhou died three hundred years later.
Sure enough, three hundred years later, the Great Zhou energy came to an end.
At the end of the story, a poem was recorded:
The terrifying soul of the birth is overwhelming the fragrance of all the flowers,
The gracefulness poured all over Mu Xiyang.
Everyone praises the national color,
The soul is bound to the emperor in the world.
Xu Qi'an closed the book expressionlessly, but his heart was not calm and even turbulent.
Isn’t this poem a description of the princess? Damn, the princess is the flower god more than 900 years ago... No, the flower god is reincarnated?
It turns out that this poem is about the flower god three hundred years ago. I always thought that this poem was too widely circulated and famous, which attracted the attention of Emperor Jing of Yuan, so she was sent to the palace.
No wonder, no wonder it is said that the princess’s spiritual essence is a good thing. It turns out that there is this allusion. Sure enough, it is beneficial to read more books.There is no doubt that the transformation is complete, and immortality may not be possible. Otherwise, how could Emperor Jing of Yuan gave up the princess to the King of Zhenbei?
The fairy in the flower is worthy of being the number one beauty in Dafeng and has unparalleled charm.Tsk, he is also a pretty woman.
Xu Qi'an returned the book to Zhao Shou and asked: Was this poem written by Qian Zhong Daru?
Zhao Shou shook his head: No.
Oh, Qian Zhong Daru is just a recorder, so I have no doubts. Otherwise, how could the old monk, who revealed the mystery of the princess's life experience, know that this poem would become a logical loophole... Xu Qi'an complained in his heart.
While chatting with Dean Zhao Shou, Xu Qi'an's ears suddenly moved and turned his head to look outside the building.
I saw three great scholars coming together, looking at them, and seeing Xu Qi'an showing a look of surprise.
It is worthy of being the students taught by the three of us. Caishikou killed two thieves and saved the overall situation with one person. It is melodious.
The three great scholars praised happily, and then they looked at the dean with questioning eyes: When did Ning Yan become the dean's disciple?Ning Yan, has the dean ever asked you to write a poem?
As they said that they used your poems to greed for him, and don't argue that this is the truth. Zhao Shou's eyes are ingrained.
Zhao Shou snorted coldly: How could I be like you? Scholars are immortal. The right way to establish virtue, merit, and words.Positioning hope in poetry is a way of doing things.
It would be great if you don’t compete with us for poetry... The three great scholars breathed a sigh of relief, and Zhang Shen retorted in a relaxed tone:
Three thousand great roads have different paths. Are poetry and lyrics also cultural treasures?In my opinion, the dean is too obsessed with it.
Zhao Shou waved his hand: I'm too lazy to defend you.
He turned to Xu Qi'an and said: It's mainly because Yang Gongzhuyu is ahead, which makes them envious and jealous. In fact, Yunlu Academy is kind to you and has nothing to do with poetry.
He glanced at the three great scholars and smiled: At least I will not be like them.
He had to clarify this matter to Xu Qi'an, otherwise it would seem that Yunlu Academy had a purpose and always wanted to benefit from his poetry.
To be honest, the behavior of Zhang Shen and others really insulted the image of Yunlu Academy.
Xu Qi'an nodded.
He actually doesn't care. Anyway, poetry was plagiarized in his previous life and was not written by him. As a time traveler without foundation, he can use poetry to expand his connections and exchange for benefits, so he naturally cannot miss it.
Zhang Shen and the other two ignored the dean's ridicule, looked at Xu Qi'an eagerly and asked:
You haven't written poetry for a long time. Have you ever felt that such a big thing has happened recently?I will help you with some teachers.
The three great scholars looked at Xu Qi'an eagerly.
Dean Zhao Shou did not speak, but he was quite interested and looked at it intently.
Yunlu Academy not only helped me protect my family, but the dean also held a carved knife in his hand and threatened Emperor Jing of Yuan in the court. Although this was in line with Confucianism and was not simply selling my favor, I must remember this kind of kindness...
Well, you might as well copy the poem for them, it would be better to have sex with them overnight... Thinking of this, Xu Qi'an pondered:
I do think of a poem.
Yes, I thought of a poem, I am just a poem porter.He added in his heart.
The three great scholars were ecstatic.
At this time, he should have said boldly: "Pray ink and ink."
But the brush handwriting was too bad, and there was no charcoal on hand, so I didn't show any ugly things. I walked indoors like a decent look. When I saw the green bamboo leaves outside the window, I pretended to lit up my eyes and said:
Have it.
Zhao Shou's eyes lit up, and he asked: Is it related to bamboo?
The dean seemed to like bamboo very much... Xu Qi'an nodded: Yes.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Shou immediately straightened his back, from a slight interest to a great expectation.
Xu Qi'anluo recalled the full text of this poem, but in the eyes of Zhao Shou and the three great scholars, he was brewing.
Stick to the green mountains and never relax.
Zhao Shou, who already knows that he is a poem about bamboo, savors carefully, in this sentence, the word "bite" is the essence, and just one word highlights the vigorous and powerful bamboo.
The roots are originally established in the broken rock.
Zhao Shou nodded slightly, which was a supplement to the previous sentence, and at the same time reflected the perseverance that bamboo showed in a difficult environment.
Thousands of blows are still tough, no matter how winds east, west, south and north.
Dean Zhao Shou breathed a little rapid, and the next two sentences describe Zhuzi's attitude towards external pressure, and even after countless hardships, he was still unyielding.
Among the plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemums, he loves bamboo alone, otherwise he would not have built his residence in the bamboo forest.
Zhao Shou had also written poems about bamboo before, but compared to Xu Qi'an's poem, he had to admit that he was inferior.
One poem and two couplets, from the inside out, almost fully describe the bamboo's tenacious character.
He is worthy of being the leader of the great vocational poetry... This high-ranking Confucian monk sighed in his heart.
Although this poem lacks some artistic conception and rhetoric, it is a rare poem about bamboo.Li Mubai praised.
Stupid, this poem expresses the perseverance and tenacity of bamboo, and its gorgeous words have fallen into inferiority.Zhang Shen criticized.
At first glance, it is a chanting of bamboo, but in fact it uses bamboo to describe people, which is wonderful, wonderful.Chen Tai smiled with a long smile on his beard.
After the comments from the three great scholars, they immediately looked at Xu Qi'an: Does this poem have a name?
Xu Qi'an knew what they were thinking and smiled and shook his head: It has not been named, so the teachers need to polish it.
The three great scholars took a few steps back tacitly, looking at each other vigilantly, brewing how to compete for the right to sign.
At this moment, Zhao Shouchang laughed three times and said: Let me name this poem.
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Zhang Shen and others twisted their necks to look at him with stiff faces.Didn’t it mean that you can’t be as good as Xu Ningyan’s poems?
Zhao Shou frowned and said unhappily:
You see what I do. Isn’t this poem Xu Ningyan used a poem to describe me? I have been holding on to Yunlu Academy for decades, and I have been like this bamboo, insisting on the green mountains and not relaxing, letting the winds east, west, south and north.
After saying that, without waiting for the opportunity of the three great scholars to react, he said: Withdraw three hundred miles away, don’t disturb me writing poetry.
As soon as the words were finished, the three great scholars disappeared without a trace.
Zhao Shou spread the paper and raised his pen excitedly, while writing: Good poems, good poems, old lady’s life is perfect.Well, Ning Yan Ah, this poem was written by you, but my teacher is here to give me some advice and polish it.
At this time, the three great scholars flashed and said angrily: Dean, stop!
Zhao Shou waved his sleeves: Quit five hundred miles.
The great scholars disappeared, and the next second, they appeared again and roared: Shameless old thief, we are different from you.
It seems that you haven't moved your muscles for a long time. Let's just let me help you.
We are not scared, so what about the third grade? We will not be afraid of you when we join forces.
Haha, either I look down on you or I can easily suppress you if I come to ten more.
Xu Qian pulled Zhong Li and ran away.
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At the top of Qingyun Mountain, the clear air surged into the sky, blowing away the clouds, and four figures were fighting back and forth in the sky, and they were fighting each other when they saw a move.
The noise was too loud, and the students and teachers in the academy were immediately alarmed.
Why did the dean and the great scholars fight?
What's wrong with this? Why are you fighting so hard? Don't mess with us.
It is quite common for the three great scholars to fight, but the dean also started.What exactly happened?
It is not common for the three great scholars to fight. The previous few times were due to the competition for Xu Shikui's poems.
At this time, someone whispered: Me, I just seemed to see Xu Shikui taking a woman to the dean's bamboo forest.
No way... the surroundings suddenly became quiet, and the students and teachers were so angry.
On the other side, in the small courtyard where the Xu family's female family rested, Li Miaozhen and Chu Yuanzhen looked up suddenly, looking up at the sky, feeling a burst of throbbing in their hearts.
No need to worry, it must be the eldest brother who wrote another poem, and the three great scholars started fighting.Xu Erlang waved his hand.
This is not like the noise that a fourth-grade master can create... Li Miaozhen and Chu Yuanzhen said intently.
The two of them didn't care and continued to listen to Xu Erlang.
Lingyin has a very strange talent. She can't learn anything she doesn't want to learn, and no matter how much she teaches it, it will be useless.So don’t think that you are special and think that you can teach her how to enlighten her.
Xu Erlang almost didn't say: Don't humiliate yourself.
Li Miaozhen shook her head: That's not OK. I stayed at the Xu family before. I promised Mrs. Xu to help teach Lingyin. Later, it was delayed due to the situation. Now everything is over, and it just happens to fulfill the promise.
Chu Yuanzhen smiled. It was a pleasure to see smart people often, and occasionally seeing those who are dull in qualifications.
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Xu Qi'an and Zhong Li returned to the courtyard and noticed that the atmosphere in the courtyard was a little stiff. Li Miaozhen sat on the small stool, her beautiful face was a little dull and her pupils were dispersed.
She looks like a girl in a broken heart, depressed and decadent.
Chu Yuanzhen held his sword that had never been unsheathed, leaning against the wall, expressionless on his face, but the blue veins that thrust the forehead betrayed him.
You two seem to have encountered something unhappy?Xu Qi'an examined the two companions.
The two ignored him.
Xu Erlang sighed and said: Daxia Chu and Taoist Li insisted on teaching Lingyin to recognize words and arithmetic.
Xu Qian was shocked and bowed to the two of them.
Li Miaozhen felt that Xu Ningyan was mocking her, so she grabbed a small stone and smashed it over.
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After lunch, Xu Qi'an took his family back to Xu's mansion. Uncle Xu hired three carriages to go to the outer city to summon the servants back.
After the servants came back, my aunt directed them to clean up.
Xu Qi'an sat on the roof, watching the servants busy and busy, and listening to Chu Yuanzhen and Xu Erlang discussing scriptures and the two of them showed off their own knowledge.
In the inner hall, Chu Caiwei brought the best pastries from Guiyuelou, and Lina and Xu Lingyin accompanied her to eat happily.
Li Miaozhen sat cross-legged in the guest room and practiced, while Su Su talked endlessly.
Beside him, Zhong Li, who was wrapped in a cloth robe, hugged her knees and was obediently by her side.
With the current combat power of the Xu Mansion, even if Emperor Jing of Yuan was going to take revenge, he would not be afraid of assassination unless he sent a large army to siege him.Xu Qian said with peace of mind.
When the lotus seeds of Taoist Jinlian mature, we have to leave the capital and let Yang Qianhuan and Caiwei take care of the house.
The supervisor promised me that he would protect Xu's mansion, but he didn't want to force me into the palace and kill Yuan Jingdi's dog head.
You sit here and don’t move. I will come into the house and see a distinguished guest. When she leaves, you will come down.Xu Qi'an turned his head and told Zhong Li.
Zhong Li nodded silently: Yes.
Xu Qi'an immediately jumped off the roof, returned to the room, closed the doors and windows, then took out the fragments of the ground books and poured out a talisman sword.
This talisman sword was given to him when he was traveling north. Luo Yuheng dragged Chu Yuanzhen.
Xu Qi'an still doesn't know whether the kind aunt gave him this thing, because she was giving him a good friend or whether Taoist Jinlian asked him for help.
Before returning to Xu's mansion, he contacted Taoist Jinlian with fragments of land books. Through him, he confirmed that Luo Yuheng was half of his own person and could be trusted appropriately.
Taoist Master Jinlian also said that the talisman sword can serve as a letter to let him contact Luo Yuheng without having to go to the imperial city in person.
Holding the talisman sword tightly, mobilizing the soul, investing a wisp of mental power, and whispering: National Master, National Master, I am Xu Qi'an...
It is better to figure out the matter of the soul pill, otherwise you will always feel like you are stuck in your throat.In addition, I would also give Luo Yuheng a reminder to let her guard against Emperor Jing of Yuan Dynasty.
By the way, I will give you the favorability of a stunning beauty, so that Luo Yuheng will become a big shot I can rely on in the future.
Auntie, I don’t want to work hard anymore…
After talking for a while, Fu Jian did not respond at all.
It seems that the national master doesn’t want to pay attention to me. Sure enough, my identity and status are too low after all. In the eyes of a woman with a noble status and strong cultivation like Luo Yuheng, it is still too far away...
Xu Qian thought helplessly.
He was about to give up, when suddenly, a golden pillar of light fell from the sky, penetrated the roof and landed inside.
In the golden column of light, a beautiful figure condensed, wearing a lotus crown, a Taoist robe, a little red cinnabar between the eyebrows, and a beautiful facial features.
She has both the intellectuality of a kind aunt, the charm of her mother's friend, and the prettyness of the girl next door, which makes people inexplicably moved.
He actually came?
Before Xu Qi'an could be surprised, he suddenly heard the sound of tiles rolling from the roof. Then, a figure rolled down from the eaves, slammed and fell heavily into the yard.
Zhong Li didn't move for a long time. After a while, she got up and walked away silently.
Luo Yuheng suddenly said: Why are there people on your roof?It came too fast, I didn't pay attention.
……
No, it’s not that you didn’t pay attention, it’s fate that made you deliberately ignore her, but Pity’s Senior Sister Zhong…
Luo Yuheng's eyes were clear and cold as a fairy, nodding and saying: What's the matter with me?
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