On the Junzi Bridge, it seems to be still.

Under the turbid yellow light, Feng Qingyan read quietly, and his skills were quiet.

At this time, he didn't know what was happening outside the Junzi Bridge, and the "quiet and plain" breath that permeated his body was even stronger.

In addition to Feng Qingyan, there are two people who are also the same.

Mu Yu on the Junzi Bridge, and the rivers and mountains on the side of the Lingshui River, the two of them didn't hear it, they were all looking at Feng Qingyan.

In the eyes of the two of them, there is no sound of the autumn wind in the world, and there are no other students or pianoists, so naturally they can't hear the voices of students or pianoists.

And how do you know what happened?

In the eyes of the two of them, there was only a dead darkness.

In the middle of darkness, two oil lamps appeared in mid-air, and Feng Qingyan was reading through the light.

Although the canonization turned the pages from time to time, it was eerily quiet.

Heaven and earth are terribly quiet.

At this time, Mu Yu felt that he seemed to have peeked at something, but there was always something missing. And Jiangshan has no thoughts, in his eyes and heart, he is a terrifyingly quiet figure.

Why is a living person so terrifyingly still?

Jiangshan's thoughts gradually quieted down.

......

The people on both sides of the Junzi Bridge were full of people.

The uninspiring students and the pianists could not believe in the act of canonization, which was so disappointing to them.

"No wonder the canonization made the girl sit on the bridge, so it is, so it is. The piano owner was extremely disappointed.

"Why is it necessary to be canonized?"

There are also literati who are saddened.

And the teachings of the Thirteen Academies were all horrified in their hearts.

No matter how it ends, Zhong Ling's reputation will be damaged and Zhong Ling's future will be ruined......

Of course, it is also possible to be canonized and denied.

As long as the canonization is not recognized, and Confucianism remedies, it is still possible to save it.

However, Zhong Ling must be sacrificed.

"Can you confront me?"

Zhong Ling ignored the old teaching, and looked at the figure on the bridge with a proud face. At this time, for some reason, he was a little excited in his heart......

At this time, more and more students and piano players have vaguely admitted the injustice of canonization.

"Canonization is unjust!"

"Canonization is unjust!"

On both sides of the Lingshui River, many piano players shouted.

At this time, the students of Fushan Academy arrived, and when they heard many people shouting "canonization is unjust", their faces changed greatly.

"What's going on?"

"Why did Brother Feng ......?"

"Brother Feng is a human being, we know very well, how can it be unfair?"

Helian Shan frowned and said, looking at the figure on the Junzi Bridge, and his heart was also worried, "There must be a misunderstanding among them, and there are even people who secretly contribute to the trouble, wanting to ruin the reputation of Brother Feng." ”

"Not bad. ”

Zhou Chang nodded.

They are Brother Feng's best friends, how can they not know that Feng Qingyan is a person?

"But what now?"

Some students asked anxiously.

"Now I can only wait for Brother Feng to wake up from the silence. ”

Zhou Chang groaned.

At this time, even the teachings of the academy could not be helped, so what could they do as students? Moreover, the academy master did not appear, what did it mean?

At this time, there was really an edict that ran to the apse of the academy and asked the master of the academy to take action.

"What's the injustice?"

In the apse, only An Xiu's faint voice came out.

Donglou Hao looked at the direction of Junzi Bridge and shook his head: "There are so many people, no one can see it." ”

"Teacher, this is difficult for them. ”

An Xiu said with a smile.

Under the tree of enlightenment, I don't know when a middle-aged figure appeared.

The middle-aged man was in his early forties, with a lyre behind him, quietly staring at the Tree of Enlightenment.

"It's not canonization injustice, it's your ignorance. ”

A voice appeared on both sides of the Lingshui River, although the voice was not loud, as if it was normal talking, but it suppressed everyone's voices.

Even the voice of the teachings of the Thirteen Academies was suppressed.

At this time, both sides of the Lingshui River were a little surprised, could it be a great Confucian?

"Who?"

Zhong Ling asked with a frown.

"Zhong Ling, an outstanding student of Shangli Academy, was the one who beat the piano in the spring examination and was on the list of young piano in the world. It's a pity that I'm still too young, too young and ignorant. ”

The voice was still talking, and seemed a little disappointed.

"Originally, the Holy City was still very optimistic about you, but now, it is disappointing. ”

Under the Tree of Enlightenment.

The middle-aged figure said lightly, and walked towards the Junzi Bridge.

In the blink of an eye, a middle-aged man appeared on the side of Junzi Bridge, and his appearance instantly attracted countless eyes.

"Heavy Rain Qin-kun!"

At this time, someone seemed to recognize the middle-aged man and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Heavy Rain Qin-kun?"

When everyone heard this, they were all shocked, is it really Dayu Qinjun?

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The people on both sides of the Junzi Bridge were full of people.

The uninspiring students and the pianists could not believe in the act of canonization, which was so disappointing to them.

"No wonder the canonization made the girl sit on the bridge, so it is, so it is. The piano owner was extremely disappointed.

"Why is it necessary to be canonized?"

There are also literati who are saddened.

And the teachings of the Thirteen Academies were all horrified in their hearts.

No matter how it ends, Zhong Ling's reputation will be damaged and Zhong Ling's future will be ruined......

Of course, it is also possible to be canonized and denied.

As long as the canonization is not recognized, and Confucianism remedies, it is still possible to save it.

However, Zhong Ling must be sacrificed.

"Can you confront me?"

Zhong Ling ignored the old teaching, and looked at the figure on the bridge with a proud face. At this time, for some reason, he was a little excited in his heart......

At this time, more and more students and piano players have vaguely admitted the injustice of canonization.

"Canonization is unjust!"

"Canonization is unjust!"

On both sides of the Lingshui River, many piano players shouted.

At this time, the students of Fushan Academy arrived, and when they heard many people shouting "canonization is unjust", their faces changed greatly.

"What's going on?"

"Why did Brother Feng ......?"

"Brother Feng is a human being, we know very well, how can it be unfair?"

Helian Shan frowned and said, looking at the figure on the Junzi Bridge, and his heart was also worried, "There must be a misunderstanding among them, and there are even people who secretly contribute to the trouble, wanting to ruin the reputation of Brother Feng." ”

"Not bad. ”

Zhou Chang nodded.

They are Brother Feng's best friends, how can they not know that Feng Qingyan is a person?

"But what now?"

Some students asked anxiously.

"Now I can only wait for Brother Feng to wake up from the silence. ”

Zhou Chang groaned.

At this time, even the teachings of the academy could not be helped, so what could they do as students? Moreover, the academy master did not appear, what did it mean?

At this time, there was really an edict that ran to the apse of the academy and asked the master of the academy to take action.

"What's the injustice?"

In the apse, only An Xiu's faint voice came out.

Donglou Hao looked at the direction of Junzi Bridge and shook his head: "There are so many people, no one can see it." ”

"Teacher, this is difficult for them. ”

An Xiu said with a smile.

Under the tree of enlightenment, I don't know when a middle-aged figure appeared.

The middle-aged man was in his early forties, with a lyre behind him, quietly staring at the Tree of Enlightenment.