There are hundreds of schools of thought, there are many schools, civil and military, each has its own strengths, rise and fall, success or failure, each has its own circumstances, but if you ask which school has the smallest number of people, the lowest influence on the world, and the most pitiful life of its members, the answer is undoubtedly - home!

Home originated in the pre-Qin period, is a record of street talk, ghost stories of the school, its representative works are, ranked in one of the hundred schools of thought, but the number of families is small, the influence is weak, the role is small, has no sense of existence, called 'the end of the hundred schools!' ’

It is not surprising that the success or failure of a school depends on its contribution to the country and the people......... Even the Yin and Yang family can still find dragons and explore caves and check feng shui, what can the family do?

In order to survive, the children had to write some funny stories, win the dignitaries and dignitaries, and everyone smile, in exchange for a little pitiful remuneration, the problem is, these uncles are not good to serve!

The work of the family, you must meditate hard, repeatedly scrutinize, and spend a lot of effort to write a good-looking story, even so, the dignitaries are not satisfied, sometimes the writing speed is slow, or the plot is not perfect, the family is unlucky, at least a stinking scolding, three days without food, or the worst is driven out of the house, and the remuneration is not given!

Someone said, then write a good story with your heart, and then speed up your writing, won't it be safe, the answer is; Die faster that way!

Human nature is like this, and it will never be satisfied, for example, today I worked hard to write two volumes, and tomorrow I was not inspired enough, and only wrote one volume, and the dignitaries and dignitaries would think, the family must be lazy, and I was unwilling to work hard to write, so the punishment followed, and there was no food for several days!

In addition, the story is too profound, too touching, and it is also a dangerous thing, the lady who watched it, the sad tea and rice did not think, the jade body was emaciated, or jumped out of the embroidery building, looking for the lover, the family is going to be unlucky again, a 'obscene words, disturbing the deep boudoir' crime, you can break your bones and tendons, half dead!

The reason why the school is declining, and the children are getting fewer and fewer, half of them are hungry and cold, starving to death, and the other half is just beating to death with sticks...... What a pathetic school wow!

Even so, after hundreds of hardships, the school has not been broken, and it is still tenaciously inherited, and one day, it will be carried forward and become a university school that is loved by everyone and flowers blooms!

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Huashan - one of China's five mountains, located in the Guanzhong Plain, north of Weishui, south of the Qinling Mountains, the mountains are steep, the cliffs are precipitous, the shape of the lotus blossoms from afar, the near view of the immortal spirit is slim, it is really a blessed land for cultivating the mind!

At the northern foot of Huashan Mountain-under Yuntai Peak, there is a small hidden courtyard, three thatched huts, simple and simple, a low wall, loess rammed, and a few chickens and ducks are raised, foraging freely, according to the rules of the hermit, there is a wooden sign hanging on the courtyard door, on which is written the name of the master - White Viscount!

Viscount Bai, twenty-three years old this year, seven feet five inches tall, slightly chubby, slightly better looking, just a little bit with the word 'handsome', his family situation, no father, no mother, no brother, no sister, no wife and no children, typical 'one person is full, the whole family is not hungry, and even the dog does not need to be fed! ’

As for his profession, it can be described as varied: farmer, fisherman, woodcutter, carpenter, blacksmith, gardener, leatherman, mason, ......, everything, everything is scarce, in addition, he also has a double identity, the thirty-seventh generation head of the school, and the last heir in the world!

Who has a big dream, I know it in my life,

The grass house sleeps enough in autumn, and the day outside the window is late,

The belly is like a drum, and the rice in the jar is empty,

Hungry and cold, looking up to the sky in vain?

At noon, Viscount Bai slowly opened his eyes, got up and stretched his waist, touched his deflated stomach again, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, since he lived in seclusion in Huashan, he went up to the mountains to hunt, went down to the river to fish, and usually farmed, but unfortunately his skills were not good, he couldn't find food, and starvation was a common thing!

There are a few chickens and ducks in the yard, all of which are obtained with great difficulty, used to accompany the day, so a little angry, until the last resort, must not be slaughtered, besides, a few chickens and ducks lay eggs, is their own life rations, killing chickens and eggs stupid thing, the family will not do drops!

"Hah! Ha! …… There is no endless road, and you can't starve to death after all! ”

With a little hope, Viscount Bai walked around, and when he came back, he smiled, and there were two more eggs in his hand.

Chopping wood, boiling water, cooking...... A bowl of egg soup into the stomach, people are also in good spirits, the white viscount came to the thatched house, knelt on a broken grass ball, lit three wormwood, kowtowed and worshipped, there was a broken wooden case in front of him, on which was placed the master's spiritual seat, that is, the school - the thirty-sixth generation of the master - Mr. Yue Piao!

All the masters of the hundreds of schools of thought have an honorific title, such as Laozi, Confucius, and Mozi...... The family is also one of the sons, so there is a title, such as the name of the white viscount: 'Gengxin Jushi!' ’

"The world is in turmoil, the lives are ruined, all the sons and hundreds of schools are in decline, and our family is declining day by day, and after the disciples, I am afraid that there will be no one to incense...... Whining! ”

Viscount Bai was originally an abandoned baby, born in the war, his life was like a mustard, and he could be wiped out at any time, but he was later picked up by the master, took it with him, read and read, and slowly raised him, and naturally became a disciple of the family.

As for his name, it was also given by the master, who wrote all kinds of stories, and must be erudite and talented, for astronomy and geography, yin and yang divination...... You have to know a little, according to the result of the master throwing the turtle shell, the fate of this apprentice: life was poor when he was young, he had to meet nobles when he was young, and he was prosperous in middle age, not only would he be able to pass the sect, but he could also become an official like a viscount, so he was named 'White Viscount', which can be regarded as an auspicious one!

For his name, Viscount Bai is still very satisfied, it can be described as high-end, atmospheric, and connotative, as for what the master said, 'Feihuang Tengda, the title of Viscount', he doesn't believe a word, among the hundreds of sons, the family has the most no status, it is good to be able to mix and eat, no one has ever gotten an official position, a title!

Besides, the duke, marquis, uncle, son, male five titles were set in the Shang and Zhou periods, since the establishment of the Han Dynasty, the abolition of the ancient system, the establishment of a new law, only the king, the marquis two titles, there is no 'viscount' at all, unless the country changes color, change the dynasty, this wish can be realized!

Five years ago, the master and apprentice wandered around, relying on writing some 'fun' stories, barely making ends meet, because the writing speed was too slow, annoying a local hero, he was beaten with a stick, the master was old and weak, and as a result, he died, and the white viscount was young and strong, leaving half his life!

Affected by this heavy blow, Viscount Bai was disheartened, and no longer wanted to write to make a living, so he hastily buried the master, and came to Huashan to live in seclusion.

A few days ago, Viscount Bai went to a bazaar, and exchanged the collected herbs for a little corn and salt, but heard an astonishing news, "depose a hundred schools of thought, and respect Confucianism" The era has passed, and now Prime Minister Cao Cheng is in power, and officially promulgated the will: let go of the freedom of learning and recreate the contention of a hundred schools!

After repeated inquiries, after confirming that the news is true, Viscount Bai's death-like heart ignited the flame of hope again, the family is declining, and then it is useless, after all, it is one of the hundred schools of thought, if it is appreciated by a certain minister, maybe it can be brought back to life, if you are lucky, you will accept a few disciples and continue the inheritance of the sect, and after a hundred years, you will see the master, and you can count as having an explanation!

"Gollum! …… Grunt! ”

Touching and screaming in his stomach, Viscount Bai smiled bitterly, what kind of light sect, continuation of the inheritance, is just an excuse, the real reason is: clumsy, nowhere to forage, if you don't go out of Huashan, you will starve to death, or go to the big city to have a good time, with the survival skills honed, you can mix a belly!

The decision was made, Viscount Bai took action, the hut was destitute, even the rice jar was empty, and there was nothing to clean up, only a few clothes, a set of pen and ink, and a few rolls of bamboo slips...... It's all covered, and you're ready to go on your back!

As for the chickens and ducks in the yard, they have been together for a long time, and they have quite feelings, and they can't bear to eat them, so they simply open the courtyard gate and put them into the mountains.

"The master has a spirit in the sky, bless the disciples, all the way safe, arrived in Xuchang smoothly, climbed the contention platform, participated in the debate, and the sons of hundreds of families, competed for a high and low victory, and let the world know that the inheritance of the family has not been broken!"

After praying to the master's spirit card, Viscount Bai left the thatched house and resolutely walked out of the mountain, the cycle of heaven, the rise and fall of the family, the rise of the family, start today!