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Chapter 19: Natural Abnormal Phenomenon, Shihe Chengling

Looking at the four majestic cursive characters of “Lushan Academy” on the door plaque, Li Xiao condensed and exhaled again, before taking a step forward and walking in.

Today coincides with every ten days of rest, most scholars go out for fun, and the academy is a bit deserted.

“Brother Zi’an? Why are you here…”

A young man sweeping the fallen leaves on a stone path saw Li Xiao, and his eyes immediately showed a complex expression of surprise and joy.

“Lu Yicai? Hugh today, why didn’t you return home?”

Looking at the dark-skinned young man with a tender face, Li Xiao was a little surprised.

Lu Yicai responded with a shy smile: “The family is too messy and too noisy, so I should stay in the academy to be clean.”

“By the way, can Master Wang Yang and Master Zheng Shouyi be in the academy?”

Li Xiao asked again.

Lu Yicai nodded: “The two commanders are playing against each other in Feihe Pavilion.”

“I have something to do with the two teachers, let’s talk later.”

Li Xiao stepped forward and patted Lu Yicai on the shoulder, and smiled.

Lu Yi only held the broomstick in place with his hands, as if he was hesitant to speak.

Li Xiao stopped, raised his eyebrows, and asked, “What’s wrong?”

Lu Yi was somewhat helpless, and asked, “Brother Zi’an, have you really abandoned literature and martial arts?”

“My majesty deprived me of the number one scholar status, so that my career…I became a martial artist and can’t enter the academy again?”

Li Xiao jokingly said.

Ordinary Wufu naturally cannot enter the academy, but he is a special case.

Lu Yi blushed and shook his head quickly: “I didn’t mean it, Brother Zi’an, don’t think so. If someone else hears this, I will be severely repaired. Brother Zi’an, you can make war poems. , Is a role model for our generation. Many students in the academy even regard you as a teacher!”

When the words were over, Lu Yicai looked at Li Xiao in admiration.

“Aha, that’s too much of an award. I was just lucky, maybe I was stimulated by Zhang Henian, and then I was surging…Okay, let’s not mention this, let’s talk later, let’s go.”

After a few words, Li Xiao hurried to Houshan.

There are five pavilions built in Lushan, representing the Confucian sage and the four sub-sages.

The Confucian Sage’s Feihe Pavilion stands on the top of Lushan Mountain. Looking down from the pavilion, you can see the mountains and small mountains and give pointers to the country.

It is quite difficult for Confucian students to climb to the top of the mountain.

Because every step of climbing, a certain amount of literary spirit must be consumed.

But for non-Confucian people, there is no difficulty.Li Xiao has become a martial artist, so naturally he is no longer restricted by Confucianism and Taoism. He quickly climbed to the top of the mountain without panting.

Inside the Feihe Pavilion, Zheng Shouyi, a great scholar in white robe, twisted his white beard with his left hand and a white chess in his right hand, playing against Wang Yang, a great scholar in Qingshan.

Li Xiao didn’t bother, so he stood quietly and watched the chess.

On the chessboard.

The two black and white dragons are glued to each other and coiled. At first glance, they are evenly matched and inextricably killed, but Li Xiao can faintly feel that the white chess moves seem to be as stable as a rock, but the black chess offensive is strong, changing and changing slowly. Cannibalize the white chess site.

The result was not what Li Xiao expected. After half an hour, Wang Yang, who was well versed in the art of war, won the victory.

Zheng Shouyi surrendered and laughed: “It’s really surprising. When did Zi’an’s temperament become so old?”

Wang Yang glanced at Li Xiao meaningfully, and said jokingly: “I guess Zi’an must have something to ask us, otherwise she won’t be so behaved.”

Li Xiao was a little embarrassed, but he said straight to the point: “Ahem, the student came here to ask for a sheet of Haoran righteousness paper.”

Regarding Haoran’s righteousness, among these two [fourth rank true artistic conceptions], Zheng Shouyi, who was the head of the four pavilions, is still a scholar of Wenyuan pavilion, who is a bit more refined.

He got up on the stone bench, twisted his beard, and asked with a smile: “Haoran righteousness is generally used to disperse evil things. Zi’an, you had a conflict with the envoys of the demon race to Beijing a few days ago. Is it possible that you want to go? Trouble with the envoy of the monster race?”

There was a hint of displeasure between Wang Yang’s eyebrows, and he shouted: “The monsters have been jumping up and down in the past few days, and they have almost turned over the city of Chang’an, leaving the Great Hall of the imperial palace.”

Zheng Shouyi was like an old naughty boy, playing with a playful heart, and said: “Those guys in the court are all wise to protect themselves and do not wade in the muddy waters, but in the eyes of the old man, they are all corpse-positioned vegetarians. The old man supports Zi’an to find the Yaozu to have a good time. Last trouble.”

Li Xiao said embarrassingly: “The two teachers should not tease the students. The students are no longer written by the Hanlin. The court affairs are resolved by the court officials. The students and ordinary people don’t want to mix in.”

“Then what do you want Haoran righteous paper for?”

Wang Yang frowned slightly.

Li Xiao explained: “Six doors took over a murder case, which seems to involve the monster clan…”

A look of disappointment flashed in Wang Yang’s eyes, hating iron is not a steel road: “Fuzzy! How did you get involved with the six doors?”

Confucian students entered the center of the court through the imperial examination. That was a political ambition. Not to mention the rule of the country and the world, at the very least, they must be the government. Naturally, they look down on the dirty officials at the bottom.

The three fourth-rank Confucian scholars in Lushan Academy are also very distinctive.

The gentleman Baimei Zheng Shouyi is the most gentle, like the sun in winter, warm and warm.

Chen Daoyan, Li Xiao’s mentor, is the most outspoken, more like a Rivers and Lakes hawker. As long as they share the same friendship, they can become friends regardless of their status.

The Qingyang layman, Wang Yang’s temperament is like a sword out of the sheath, he is upright, but it matches the strength of Li Xiao.

He was born in the royal family of one of the seven noble clans, and he was still a direct line, and his opinion of the family had long been entrenched. In his eyes, except for Confucian scholars, everyone else is scum. So I was very dissatisfied that Li Xiao was willing to fall, dealing with people from six doors.

Li Xiao smiled bitterly: “Since the students have abandoned literature and martial arts, they must find a way to make a living.”

Wang Yang sighed deeply and said: “Never mind, it’s hard for you. The prince’s conspiracy is very implicated. After a while, the old man will help you move around, even if you are a seven-tier county magistrate.”

“Since Zi’an is able to make war poems, it would be too wronged to serve as the county magistrate of Qipin. After the prince’s conspiracy case is completely over, the old man will go to the palace to face the saint, and give up this old face and also have a future for Zi’an!”

Zheng Shouyi is very optimistic about Li Xiao, but he doesn’t want him to be wronged.

“Thank you two teachers…”

Li Xiao bowed, deeply moved.

“The pen, inkstone and inkstone are on the stone table, and the writing paper is in my hands.”

Wang Yang opened his eyes and said nonsense, and then it came true.

It was seen that the case in the pavilion had been made out of nothing, and a set of inkstones appeared, and a scroll of Wenqi, which had been nurtured by the sage of Confucianism for more than ten years, flew from the Confucian sage and landed firmly in his hands.

This is the power of Confucianism [Fifth Rank]!

Confucian students below the fifth rank cannot lie and brag, otherwise their writing will be dusty, but when they reach the [Fifth Rank Discrimination State], this shackle will be completely broken.

As long as you have enough culture and can withstand the power of backlash, you can completely release yourself. Sophistry, lies, bragging, whatever you want.

“Let me do it.”

Zheng Shouyi took the pen and paper and started writing.

The righteousness surged between the eyebrows, and he went down, using pen and ink, to jump above the paper in the form of words.

After a while.

Zheng Shouyi blew the ink on the paper, and an old fox greeted the little chicken with an uneasy and kindly expression: “Zi’an, are there any good works coming out in the past few days?”

Wang Yangxin understood the meeting and echoed with a serious face: “Zi’an, your war poem has been spread to Confucianism and Taoism academies in various prefectures, and now you are considered famous among the Confucianists. However, there are thousands of Confucian scholars in the imperial dynasty, and they have not witnessed it with their own eyes. War poems were born, so they have to come up with more masterpieces to convince them.”

The corners of Li Xiao’s mouth twitched unnaturally.

It seems that if you want to obtain this roll of righteousness paper, you have to shed some blood.

Fortunately, the inventory of poems and essays in my mind is quite large, so it should be no problem to pass this level with a poem.

certainly.

I can’t take it out easily, otherwise it would be too high-profile and weird.

So Li Xiao squeezed a bit, looking embarrassed: “The war poems last time exhausted the students’ only talents, but now the writing and thinking are exhausted, how can I write poems again.”

“Zi’an don’t want to belittle yourself, you can do it. Look at the sunny sky today, the autumn is so beautiful, can it not arouse your culture?”

Li Xiao shook his head and smiled bitterly: “Two teachers, you are like this…make students feel difficult.”

When the two great scholars saw this, although they were a bit disappointed, they would not deliberately embarrass Li Xiao.

Zheng Shouyi stuffed the paper roll carrying Haoran’s righteousness into Li Xiao’s hands, and said, “It’s okay, no matter whether Zi’an can make a good work, this roll of righteousness paper can be given to you.”

Li Xiao was extremely moved.

He originally only asked for a page of righteousness paper, but Zheng Shouyi handed over ten pages!

The first three pages are Haoran’s righteousness, and the last seven pages are the Sword Technique technique that carries the poems of war. This is much easier to use than the talisman of the Taoist school.

“Thank you for your gift…”

Naturally, Li Xiao could feel Zheng Shouyi’s heavy heart for him.

Zheng Shouyi stroked his beard and smiled: “Your foundation of Confucianism and Taoism has been destroyed, so you can’t directly perform [Swordsmanship]. These papers can just be reserved for your self-defense.”

Friendship is a thing that can only last for a long time, and blindly asking for it will only end. This is like banknotes, one withdrawal is one less time, so some must be deposited back.

Li Xiao walked out of Feihe Pavilion and stood on the top of the mountain, overlooking the mountain scenery for a while, looking up at the autumn sky, thinking about which one to choose to meet the situation.

It is rumored that once the Great Master of Confucianism and Taoism enters the [first rank sub-sacred realm], he will tame a spirit beast as a mount.

Feihe is the mount of Confucian sage, which is also the origin of Feiheting’s name.

When Li Xiao saw the lifelike stone sculpture of Feihe on the top of Feihe Pavilion, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Perhaps the poem in my heart can best meet this situation!

Li Xiao pulled the scroll tightly, took a deep breath, and said: “Students have occasionally obtained half-dead poems in the early years, but Meditation still can’t make up for it. Now standing next to Feihe Pavilion, edified by the sage of Confucianism, it makes up for it. This shortcoming…”

“Oh? Zi’an, do you have a masterpiece?”

There was a glimmer of excitement in the eyes of the two great scholars, staring straight at Li Xiao.

Li Xiao took a few steps outside the pavilion, looked up at the Feihe stone sculpture, and said thoughtfully: “Please also ask the two teachers to be correct…”

“Hahaha, I know that Zi’an won’t let us down, hurry up, and the old man will write for you.”

Lay Qingyang immediately rolled his sleeves and lifted his brush.

Li Xiao took a deep breath, his face was serious, and he whispered softly–

“Since ancient times, every autumn is sad and lonely,”

“I say autumn is better than spring.”

Today is the season of communication in autumn and winter, everything is withered, and the mountain breeze is bleak.

The poets and literati of the past dynasties all associate autumn with sorrow.

The first half of the farewell poem that Li Xiao wrote to Chen Daoyan before was also a scene of autumn and winter loneliness, but now the half of the chant completely subverts the phenomenon of autumn.

In autumn, the fallen leaves are sluggish, and it is not so easy to overcome the spring dynasty when everything recovers!

The curiosity of the two great scholars was immediately aroused, expecting Li Xiao to be able to shock them.

Li Xiao suddenly stretched his finger to the sky, proudly, and said with a big smile——

“A crane in the clear sky and a cloud of clouds,”

“The poetry will come to Bixiao!”

The voice fell off.

A crane that tore the Shattering Void suddenly rang.

Feihe Pavilion.

The Feihe stone statue shook off the stone, as if it had come alive, and spread its wings, ready to soar into the sky!

A poem out!

Natural vision!