Chapter 32: The Thick Earth

Sang Ke has been struggling with this problem since she left Cuiping Mountain, and when she filled in the college entrance examination in her previous life, she didn't think about taking the college entrance examination at all. But in this life, after thinking about it, she still felt that in a society dominated by an agrarian economy, if it was a peaceful period, land was the most fundamental thing. If you add the two variables of immortals and demons, in case there are changes in the world, then the so-called Wenchen and military generals, literature and art, are not as good as the technology of single-handed cultivation and breeding, which can preserve themselves better.

She has made up her mind, Mu Qingyan is still nagging, "Although it is a free choice, but everyone has a pole in their hearts, the world is divided into three, six, nine and so on, and people are different, these upper three halls are for the royal family and nobles, and the disciples of the family, the middle three halls are for the wealthy and scholarly families, and the lower three halls are for the lower classes of workers, peasants and merchants, Sangsang, you are a descendant of the phoenix, you should be a person from the upper three halls, why do you have to surrender your identity?"

"The problem is, I don't want to learn astrogazing and divination, nor do I like to write Bagu articles, and I'm not interested in leading troops to fight, what to do in the name of Shangsantangtu, eh, I think the first master of Hoututang is very kind, and he should be a good person. ”

The team slowly moved forward, and Sang Ke's position was getting higher and higher, and she could already see the first master sitting under the banner of Hoututang. In fact, on weekdays, he is not a good-tempered person, because there are too few bachelors in Hoututang, and the team is more than half, and there are only a dozen people under his banner, and the dense heads on the stage next to him are completely incomparable. However, the high-level scholars in the audience are a little depressed, every year they have the least number of new bachelors in their hall, and there are more men and fewer women, and the number of junior sisters is almost comparable to that of Zhigetang, which is not exciting at all.

The team gradually approached, and finally arrived Mu Qingyan, unlike many people's hesitation, she very briskly climbed to the Zhige platform and stood gracefully under the banner. Although there is already a crowd of people on the platform, nine and a half out of ten are tall and sturdy young men, although Mu Qingyan is not very beautiful, but as a vine clan, he has a slender waist and a slender posture, and there is a contrast like a peak and a canyon with everyone around him. When she bowed, even the cold-faced and silent Meng Shouza couldn't help but sigh, and there was a buzzing discussion in the audience, but because the thundering master was standing aside with his thunder god whip iron on the side, no one dared to make a loud noise.

Jin Bushen and Xiong Pan didn't go to their own stage to join in the fun, they still sat on their high-backed chairs, cross-legged to watch the fun. As soon as Mu Qingyan came to the stage, the golden abacus on Jin Bushen's waist rang, and he smiled exaggeratedly, "Oh no, Heng Shao's Xiaotongfang is going to stop you, I count that the bright girl is going to be mad, let's not get too close to Heng Shao these days, so as not to be injured by mistake." ”

Xiong Pan's face gloated, "I just want to see Heng Shao's deflated appearance, and what are you afraid of when you are angry, no matter how beautiful a beauty is, it is also pleasing to the eye." Yo, it's time for Senior Sister Sang, she won't choose my Zhigetang too, right?"

Xiong Pan stretched his neck, Jin Bushen shook his head, "You think too much, the possibility of choosing my Tianwentang is greater than yours, but I think she should choose Yayitang, Phoenix is born with a good voice, but it can pierce the clouds and crack the silk, the legend ...... Oh, no, Thick Earth?"

"Thick soil, this little bird's head is broken?" Xiong Pan stood up suddenly, and his eyes were about to fall to the ground.

Now even the thundering master can't stop the scene, the discussion in the audience is like the sea water at high tide, wave after wave, Jin Bushen pulled his golden abacus and smiled, "It's fun, the golden and precious phoenix actually went to the next three halls, is she going to go to the field herself, or marry a farmer?"

"What the hell, even you, the heir of a big businessman, don't go to the bustling hall to learn to do business, what kind of excitement does she have in the next three halls, do you see if she has been tricked?"

"I can't say that, I don't go bustling because the masters can't teach me, if you want to do business, they are as good as my family's stewards? ”

Xiong Pan glanced at him, so angry that he didn't want to speak.

Qionglin has a four-year school system, and if you pass the one-year assessment, you can be promoted to the first level, and the fourth level will be a teacher. Mo Congshan of Hoututang, the same year as Fu Heng, Xiong Pan, and Jin Bushen, is only a second-order bachelor, but he is a rare figure with an extraordinary background in the hall, and he is righteous and generous, thoughtful, and cautious, so he can be regarded as a scholar leader in the hall.

When he saw Sang Ke on stage, his eyes lit up, and he shouted loudly, "Welcome to Senior Sister Sang Ke into my Houtu Hall!" As soon as his voice fell, the people around him crackled and clapped their hands, and Xiong Pan pouted, "Mo Congshan, this kid is crazy." ”

Sang Ke listened lively, looked back and smiled, the smile was bright and beautiful, like the sun falling on the snowfield, the breeze passed through the gorge, this distance was closer than when the cinnabar was lit, the more clearly the eyes of the people in the thick soil could see, the harder the hand was patted, and the sound was as crisp as a firecracker.

Sang Ke knelt down in front of Cen Yougu upright and said, "Disciple Sang Ke, a descendant of the White Phoenix of Cuiping Mountain, please teach the first adult." ”

Cen Yougu forced the surprise, and Wen Yan asked, "Sang Ke, why did you choose me Hoututang?"

Sang Ke is well aware of the importance of first impressions, she raised her head and looked at Cen Yougu's eyes seriously, "Food is the sky, agriculture is the foundation, the land is the mother of all spirits, agriculture is the root of all industries, and it has been the disciple's wish since childhood to learn the art of the foundation of the world under the first gate." ”

"So, you've heard my name since you were a child?"

"Well, the first adult, you have improved the rice gene, so that every household in the human world can eat white rice, and also integrated the world's vegetables and fruits, so that we can eat cucumbers, carrots, corn and tomatoes, and my favorite grapes are also successfully cultivated by you, of course I have admired you since I was a child. This is also true, in Sang Ke's previous life, the admiration for agricultural scientists was also instilled from an early age, and the name is not the same.

Three hundred years ago, Cen Yougu was a well-known farmer in the world, but he couldn't resist the upsurge of Qing cultivation in full swing at that time, and resolutely embarked on the road of cultivation, probably because he dealt with land plants all year round, his understanding of life was higher than ordinary people, and his perception of vitality was very keen.

became famous, naturally was convened by the immortal coalition army, he with the pride of leveling the world, with a handful of rice dust to subdue the demons, all the way to the third year of the Kaiyuan Dynasty, and finally ushered in the victory of the three realms of the decisive battle, and all the people in the Qing Dynasty, the celebration banquet was not dispersed, one hundred and eight ban tablets fell from the sky, and the Qing Xiu road was broken!

At that time, the people of the valley were notoriously hot-tempered, and immediately asked a group of people to break through the big array that covered the sky and asked the fairy world for an explanation, but they were stopped by an autumn sword, and invited to a thatched cottage that did not slip away for three days to drink tea, and I don't know what the people of Qiushui said to them, three days later, the stars dispersed, and the people of the valley were left in the start-up Qionglin, and became the first master of the Houtu Hall, and it was eighteen years in a flash.

And Sang Ke said that these rice and corn and the like, or his achievements before the Qing cultivation, it was more than three hundred years ago, at first glance from the mouth of such a young and fresh little girl, it actually made him feel like a different world, stunned for a while, nodded and said, "You are right, the world says that Qionglin Jiutang, the last of the thick soil, but forget that agriculture is the foundation of the world, since you enter my door, you should concentrate on learning, do not forget the original intention, get up." ”

Sang Ke stood up, and Cen Yougu tied a yellow ear of wheat to the belt of her bachelor's gown, officially marking her identity as a scholar of Hoututang.

Yes, there are 321 new bachelors who were admitted to Qionglin this year, plus 16 descendants of the divine beasts and spirit birds who were escorted, a total of 337 people, and only 12 people stood under the banner of Hoututang, which was as few as in previous years, but unlike previous years, a beautiful junior sister was recruited, and the whole hall from the master to the bachelor all raised their heads and chests, smiling, and looked happy.