After working for almost two months, Baoyu finally had a second disciple.

If you say that you are a disciple, it is actually counted, but as an ordinary master who learns words, Baoyu does not have a real inheritance......

"Inheritance!" Baoyu returned to his mansion and immediately sighed as soon as he entered the door.

It stands to reason that he should have his own inheritance, and ordinary literati become lifters, and they immediately start to select disciples, and when they raise people, they must have at least seven or eight disciples.

More than half of the white bamboo collected by Zhao Guining and others were their disciples......

"Second master, you really should have a legacy. ”

Zhao Guining and Baili Ming said respectfully.

Zhai Mingsheng stood aside, since Baoyu revealed his origin, he rarely spoke, and always did things steadily.

Among the three, he is also the most ruthless......

Baoyu nodded, and shook his head again, choosing a disciple is related to his own inheritance, that is, to continue his own truth, he doesn't want to accept it too easily.

If you want to say that he has a crush on his eyes, Fang Simin is one, but unfortunately he is the same generation as him, and he has become a bald donkey.

Nothing else, that's not a single one.

"No hurry,"

Baoyu said softly: "You put all the white bamboo back, and don't leave Shang Baoqing's mansion for the time being." ”

"Second master, but what about relocation and reconstruction?"

"All the people of the Jinling City family, remember, no one is allowed to leave the mansion without my orders. ”

Baoyu walked towards his wing, and before entering the door, he suddenly paused and said in a low voice: "Jinling City, it's going to be messed up......"

Disorderly?

This word made Zhao Guining and the others tremble.

They didn't know what kind of chaos would happen in Jinling City, but when they said this word from Second Master Bao's mouth, it was obviously the kind of chaos they couldn't handle.

They hurriedly sent out paper kites, and before long, there were countless white dazes flying from all around.

All the white bamboos fell at the door, sorted out their clothes with brushes, lined up in a neat queue to enter the door, and trotted all the way to the front of the three of them.

At the forefront of these white bamboos, they couldn't carry a wine jug, blushing and burping with a smile......

"What about Second Master Bao, I'm going to become a seven-guts lifter. Seven dares against five galls, you have to fight him once!"

He said happily.

He didn't go to Qingyuan Dacheng to take over, but the big seal was obtained, Shang Baoqing of Qingyuan Dacheng.

With the blessing of the dragon qi of the Great Seal, coupled with the willingness of the people of Sanqi New Town, he is only one zhang away from Wenshan, and he is a person with seven guts!

When he was still a man with six guts, he didn't dare to say that he could beat Baoyu, but after achieving the seventh courage, heh...... It's going to have to be done once.

Zhao Guining pointed to the door that Baoyu had closed, and he sat down happily and waited.

As long as he can beat Baoyu once, his heart will be full of energy......

Baoyu heard the sound of begging, and he couldn't care about it for the time being, he took out the topaz inkstone, only to feel that his palm was tightened and shrunk again.

The topaz inkstone is like a beating heart, constantly rising up the talent he wraps on it......

"Little gentleman, come out. ”

Baoyu laughed and dispersed his talent to suppress the topaz inkstone.

I saw that among the ink stains, the little gentleman poked out his little head, and breathed in the air very comfortably, it was suppressed by Lin Xiuzhu, and it didn't come out for a long time.

Compared with Lin Xiuzhu, the little gentleman looked at Baoyu with ignorant eyes, and his eyes were kind......

Baoyu smiled, his fingers twisting the tail of the little gentleman's slightly purple robe.

The little gentleman's robe is blue, like the sky, representing the level of lifting people. It doesn't have any courage, and if its strength is enough, it will be promoted to the level of purple-robed jinshi, thereby improving the quality of the topaz inkstone......

"Oooh, oh......"

The little gentleman spoke hurriedly, but unfortunately he couldn't speak yet, so he could only make a childish voice.

Baoyu knew what it needed, and held the fire in his hand, dipped in thick ink beside the little gentleman.

"Oooh, oh!"

The little gentleman's voice was even more urgent, jumped out of the inkstone, and spread out ten buttons of paper for Baoyu very hotly.

And Baoyu is thinking about what chapter to write......

"It's interesting, Li Taibai and Wang Fenglin both exist, I don't know if Meng Haoran is there?"

Baoyu laughed, the pen was like a dragon flying, like a phoenix dancing, and he wrote a big character on the ten-button paper!

"I love Master Meng, and I am heard of all over the world.

The red face abandons the Xuan crown, and the white head lies on the pine cloud.

The drunken moon is often in the saint, and the flowers are not a thing.

The high mountains are safe and up, and they are in vain. ”

This is "Gift to Meng Haoran", the last sentence of which he gave to Chang Huan Manmen Jinshi in Sanqi New Town.

At that time, there was only one sentence, but now, it is the whole article!

As soon as the pen fell, a vision manifested, and the talent spirit spring skyrocketed by six feet and nine inches......

"Yes, the poems given away can be Xuanhe, it seems that my literary reputation has increased a lot. ”

Baoyu smiled, and when she saw the original golden light rising on the paper, she smiled even more happily......

And three thousand miles away, in Luoshui, further south of Qingyuan City, an elegant man, holding the palm of the wine glass, trembled suddenly, and looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Why is Haoran laughing?"

Tao Yuanming still looked old, but when he looked at the man opposite, his eyes flashed with a light similar to a battle.

Meng Haoran raised the wine cup and gestured to Tao Yuanming, smothered the wine in the cup, and said with a smile: "Someone wrote a poem for me, it's very interesting, it's Xuanhe's chapter." ”

"Who?"

"If it was in the Tang Dynasty, I would have thought it was Li Taibai's lazy descendant, but in this little big week, I don't know who it will be. ”

"Does anyone else in Da Zhou know about you?"

"Isn't it strange? It's like the Tang Dynasty, isn't there someone who calls himself an idyllic school and thinks he's a disciple of your Tao Yuanming?"

Meng Haoran's attitude towards Tao Yuanming is not very kind, he and Tao Yuanming are both known for their idyllic poetry, and they should be good friends.

They have indeed been dating for a long time and have a deep relationship, but Tao Yuanming has been decadent for a long time, but he can't get used to it......

He smiled lowly: "Compared to the person who wrote me poems, I like "Ai Lian Said" in your hand more.

It's sad, it's a pity! The dignified bachelor Tao Yuanming, Tao Xianren, and Tao Daxian, actually went back on their word and spared their 10,000-volume collection?"

"You're laughing at me, but I'm afraid of being trusted. ”

"And now, is it still a non-human?"

"No, this thing in the library is really much stronger than the old Taoyuan......

Tao Yuanming sighed, pinched his fingers, but only pinched out a wisp of spark.

He smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "The old ability is all given to Luo Shuiyu Lingzi, and I am tired of Haoran to help." ”

Meng Haoran nodded, and a paper kite seemed to pierce through Zhen Mi's palace as if it was piercing through the sky, and then it shot into the distance.

"Meng Haoran, you are looking for death!"

Zhen Mi is furious, Miaoyu is furious!

But Meng Haoran was drunk on his back, his face was flushed, and he asked with a smile: "I, Meng Haoran, provoke you and others, how about it?"

Zhen Mi and Miaoyu fell silent suddenly, they knew that Meng Haoran took the opportunity to find fault with Tao Yuanming's disillusionment of cultivation, and they were innocently implicated.

But what can they do?

It's like Meng Haoran asked with a smile, even if the twelve demons of the Great Zhou join forces to provoke Yamen, how about it?

Not how!

There is only one end, that is, the destruction of the Great Zhou Dynasty!

If Qu Yuan's half-saint of Yamen makes a move, he only needs a few words to destroy the million-mile territory map of the entire Great Zhou!

Meng Haoran squinted his eyes, as if he had seen through space and time, and said with a sarcastic smile: "Luoshui Zhen Mi, you said that you are pregnant with the flesh and blood of the Tang Dynasty, but why did I see that in these phoenix fetuses, there is no breath of the Tang Dynasty at all, and it is actually a person and a demon?"

Interesting, interesting...... The human race is pregnant in October, but this demon race has to be conceived for an unknown amount of time. They are twin phoenix fetuses, and they will definitely be born at the same time, how much heritage will this human female baby have?"

"What's your business!"

Zhen Mi received Miaoyu's surprised eyes, and her pretty face turned red.

Meng Haoran laughed loudly, full of elegance and elegance, like a dragon across the sky!

"One of the Terran girls, I want it!"

"No way!"

Zhen Mi and Miaoyu hurriedly refused, Yamen dignitaries, they have always been taught since childhood.

In other words, as long as Zhen Mi gives birth, she will have to be isolated from her own flesh and blood for hundreds of years!

"You can refuse. ”

Meng Haoran agreed neatly.

But then, his eyes opened and closed, and the moon in one eye was like a hook, and the other eye was impressively radiant, like a great sun near the earth!

"Entering my Yamen, I, Meng Haoran, will accept apprentices on behalf of my teacher, and I will be a disciple of Confucianism, a half-saint disciple! Thirty Confucianism will teach together, and 100 scholars will enlighten him, and he will live up to his talents!"

"If you don't enter Yamen, dare to ask, this girl's biological father, but he has the ability to defeat me Meng Haoran?

Hearing this, Miaoyu looked at Zhen Mi expectantly, she hoped to get a positive answer.

But Zhen Mi's face was very ugly, and she suddenly spit out a word:

"Rubbish!"

Who is she scolding, among them, it is really self-evident......

Meng Haoran laughed, his body lay back, and he instantly lay in the lotus swing ten miles away.

He lay on the lotus leaves, drank leisurely, and admired the wonderful posture of many rain maids such as the new lotus picker and the boat lady......

"That's it, wonderful!"

He laughed and said: "Haoran is waiting here, and when the little junior sister falls to the ground, our Confucian Yamen will have another cross-world Tianjiao." ”

"If you want a human girl, then this demon girl, Lao Tzu will accept it. ”

Suddenly, a gloomy laugh shocked Meng Haoran's face to change greatly.

"The plague god Shehua!"

His body was suddenly scattered, and he continued to flee along the three thousand avenues between heaven and earth, but there were eight hundred side truths, constantly shattering all the avenues he passed!

"Even if a scholar enters the countries without permission, you still dare to rob the girl? I don't know where Lao Tzu is, all the females are covered by Lao Tzu?"

She Hua laughed, full of 108,000 plagues and poisons, and rushed into the territory of the Great Zhou along the path of Meng Haoran's escape.

"Yamen is not as big as Lao Tzu's backstage, are you? You're not as strong as Lao Tzu, are you? So, leave a leg for Lao Tzu!"

There was a click, only a crunch sound, and a leg wrapped in satin pants slipped out of the air.

She Hua thought about it, cut his wrist, and a stream of blood rushed towards this broken leg, pouring into Zhen Mi's lower abdomen.

"You're right, that kid is really a waste to us, but he has Zhuangzi's "Getaway", and he won't be a waste forever, right?"

She Hua laughed at Zhen Mi once, then picked up the chin of the lotus picker, and swallowed her saliva.

And then... Grit your teeth and hold back!

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