At night.

On the plum blossom mountain, where the plum blossoms are in full bloom, there is still a tide of people.

"Confucian disciple, Feng Qingyan, with three buckets and three promotions, ranked first in the world. ”

The salute in front of the stele sang nine times in a row, and his voice filled the world.

It shocked countless people up and down the mountain.

A voice for the world to spread the world.

Three voices move the world for fame.

Six sounds for the world's fame.

Nine voices are famous all over the world.

The world list of Taibraantai, which list which rank has been sung many times, is extremely particular.

The general world list, such as the Tianxia Huabang, the Tianxia Shaoqin List, etc., ranks first and sings nine times, ranks second and third and sings six times, sings the first ten three times, and sings once after the ten.

However, some world lists are special, such as the gentleman's list, the qin list, etc.

The first tripod gentleman sang three times, the second tripod gentleman sang six times, the third tripod to the eighth tripod gentleman sang nine times, and the nine tripod gentleman sang twelve times.

And the Qin Jun List, the Chess Jun List, etc., only have no rankings, and they are all sung nine times.

Nine is the extreme, twelve is the extreme, it can be said that nine is full, and twelve is complete.

And it was sung twelve times, and it was the highest singing in Tebramtai.

"Three buckets, three liters, three combinations?!"

"How can it be so high?"

On Meihua Mountain, some young students who traveled to Taibraantai at night were shocked and some couldn't believe their ears.

This is fully higher than the original first place, one bucket two liters and three together.

"It's terrible that you have not yet reached the age of the weak crown, and you have such a high literary talent!"

"This Feng Qingyan seems to be a little familiar. ”

"Isn't this a gentleman of the Three Dings?"

"Yes, it's the gentleman of Sanding!

"It's impossible, I've heard before that the gentleman of Sanding hasn't opened the palace yet......"

When the young students realized that the talent of Sandou Sansheng Sanhe was the gentleman of Sanding, they couldn't help but be dumbfounded, and they were completely shocked by the name Feng Qingyan.

In just three days, it was sung nine times in the world by Taibraantai twice.

Moreover, he was quickly regarded as a model by young people all over the world.

This is the real world-famous!

All over the world, children, women and children know it.

......

Outside the royal city.

On the riverside by a farmland, several green cows, large and small, are grazing night grass.

A strong green cow with a broken horn, after hearing the singing official on Meihua Mountain, singing the name of Feng Qingyan nine times, he was full of excitement and said to the other green cows: "I want to go to the Sanding gentleman, you can go with me?"

"You are a little bull demon, and you also want to defect to the Sanding Gentleman?"

Hearing this, Qingniu couldn't help but laugh, and said with contempt: "The gentleman of Sanding has not yet reached the age of the weak crown, and with the talent of three buckets and three promotions, he has become the first in the world's Chinese list, and he is a model for the world, he will become a great Confucian one day, how can he want you?"

"Why not?"

The strong green cow with broken horns asked.

"What is the identity of the Sanding gentleman, and what is your identity?"

The green cow said with contempt, and also stepped on the mud on the ground, "The gentleman of Sanding is the colorful clouds in the sky, and you are the mud on the ground, this is the difference between clouds and mud, and it is the difference between the sky!"

The broken horned green cow was stunned, and it seemed that this was really the case.

"Besides, what can you do for the Sanding Gentleman?" Qingniu asked again, "Do you want the Sanding Gentleman to raise you for nothing?"

"I, I ......"

The broken horn Qingniu suddenly stammered, as if he really didn't know what to do for the Sanding gentleman.

"Can you grind ink, can you write, can you organize books?" The mocking Qingniu said, "Can you know how to play the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and can you know how to write a subset of history?"

The broken horn green cow shook his head in frustration.

"If you don't know all this, how can you run away?"

Qingniu shook his head, without continuing to laugh, and persuaded: "You are just a little calf demon, but you are a world-famous Sanding gentleman, and the status difference is too far. ”

"Maybe like a fox demon, put a few small red flowers on your head, and go to the red sleeves to fragrance. A ruffian came up and laughed.

"Thou hast humiliated me!"

Broken Horn Qing was furious, glared at the ruffian cow angrily, and said angrily: "Yixiu has to insult the Sanding Gentleman!

"Where did I insult you? ”

When the ruffian saw that the broken horned green ox was angry, he hurriedly took a few steps back.

"Although I am not a human being, but I am also like a great husband in the world, how can I put a little red flower on my head to humiliate myself?" The broken horned green cow snorted coldly and said sternly: "Also, if your words are heard by the great Confucian, you will definitely be killed! I warn you again, disaster comes from the mouth! If you no longer restrain yourself and continue to chew the root of your tongue, he will definitely die of disaster one day." ”

"Humph!"

Although the ruffian cow was afraid of the big Confucian, he was scolded by the strong green cow, and he was very displeased, so he snorted coldly and left.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm leaving. ”

The Broken Horn Green Bull didn't pay any attention to the ruffian bull and said to the other cows.

"Are you really leaving?"

Qingniu, who had laughed at the beginning, said, as if he was a little worried, "But what can you do for the Sanding gentleman? How can the Sanding gentleman collect useless cattle? You can't even read a word in big characters, just a small ploughing cow." I think it's better to work with us and plough the fields honestly, right? What's wrong with plowing the fields?"

"I pull the cart for the gentleman of Sanding. ”

The broken horned green cow said proudly, and after speaking, he ignored the stunned looks of the other green cows, and ran towards the north, leaving a sentence at the same time, "Gou Fugui, don't forget each other!"

"Haha, but a ploughing cow, how rich and noble?

When the ruffian saw the strong green ox running away, he laughed and said.

Other green cattle also believe that the broken horn green cow did not recognize the fact that he was a ploughing cow, and even wanted to go to the world-famous Sanding gentleman, which was simply unbelievable.

"In a few months, he will return in disarray. ”

The ruffian swore that "at that time, I will laugh at him......"

The mocking green bull shook his head and dug up the roots of the grass to chew.

......

When the Broken Horned Green Ox is full of anticipation and gallops towards the north.

There are also many goblins and ghosts in the world, after hearing the name of Feng Qingyan who sings the world, they rushed to the north one by one, hoping to defect to the world-famous Sanding gentlemen.

There are scrawny stray dogs, strong and handsome horses, and colorful white fox demons......

Fleeing from all corners of the world.

Some of them are admiration, some are wealthy, and some are looking for a place to live......

There are also half-lifed, depressed literati, shabby and depressed warriors. Although they are apprehensive and nervous, they also hope to be able to join the door of the Sanding Gentleman, hoping that one day they will be famous in the world and can return to their hometown.

They all came with beautiful dreams.

They all believe that they can shine under the door of Sanding Gentleman.

Although he knew that the road was far away, and he even needed to cross most of the world, he did not stop. However, if you only rely on your feet to walk across most of the world, how many years will it be?

Dreams, sometimes can only be dreams.

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