Because of Zhang Bao leading the way, the group entered the city smoothly and walked through the streets and alleys smoothly. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Although some people along the way were surprised and uneasy about the rush of their group, it did not cause the imaginary commotion because of Wendao's explanation in advance. Otherwise, he would be rumored to be like a myth in and out of the city. Not to mention the empty alleys, at least it is difficult to move an inch now.

Even so, it was not time for the delay along the way. After all, the county seat is still in a state of semi-martial law, and there are quite a few patrol soldiers, and there are more regimental training to make such similar militia weapons. When they saw the literary knife, they stepped forward to watch.

Of course, in a harmonious atmosphere, Wen Dao did not relax the string that had always been tight in his heart, and the moment he entered the city gate, he issued an immediate warning order to Li Hongliang and Fat Toutuo in secret words. Therefore, outsiders still can't see their posture of being tight inside and loose outside, and everyone seems to be loose and sloppy on the surface, standing around in chaos without any rules.

Fortunately, although those soldiers and regimental training were excited, thinking that they had finally seen a god-like son, they only stopped there, and few dared to approach. This is probably the legendary self-heating coercion, not to mention this kind of coercion, but after they saw it with their own eyes, it was better than the coercion of the superiors.

When I came to Qu Mansion, I realized that today was actually the largest school opening day of the year in Yunyang Mansion. As the leader of the academic world, Qu Fu went to the Yunyang Mansion School Palace early in the morning.

So, the group hurriedly rushed to the Yunyang Mansion School Palace.

Four hundred years ago, the Yunyang Mansion School Palace, the shock brought to the Wendao is absolutely first-class, the core to the Confucian Temple, that is, to the Wencheng Hall as the center of the radiation, so that the entire school palace countless corridors, halberd doors and classrooms of different sizes, scattered and connected, and finally formed a huge building complex covering an area of tens of thousands of square meters.

Such a hall built for students is almost unimaginable in the territory of Yunyang Mansion, which belongs to an absolutely barbaric land in the eyes of the ordinary scholar class. As for the countless celebrities and Confucians gathered from all over the world, they are naturally like carp crossing the river, and the river is endless.

More importantly, according to this, in the southeast of only a few dozen miles, there is a royal dojo that has been built for more than 100 years - Wudang Mountain, the holy land of Taoism, is impressively placed on the shore of the Han River, and it has accumulated over time, and its respect among scholars and famous families has become a holy place.

You can imagine how good people are who can sit in it every day to listen to lectures and read books.

Hearing that the sword came suddenly, Qu Fu stumbled out, and even the crown of his head ran crookedly, hanging diagonally on one side of his sideburns, and then stared at him in a daze, and his hands trembled slightly.

This is definitely not a made-out appearance, and it unconsciously makes Wendao's heart flutter.

This old man, I really didn't see it before, but he is really a temperamental person! Such a person is worthy of deep friendship in any generation.

"Old man, look at you like this, it seems that you don't welcome me!"

After all, Qu Feng is a scholar and politician, and he is a respected old man there, since he has recognized him as a member of his future camp, Wen Dao doesn't want him to be too out of shape, so he deliberately joked with a smile.

"Childe, the old man is afraid that you will not go to the city at that moment, you will, you will-"

Believe it or not, as soon as the words fell, Qu Feng's tears flowed out. Fortunately, it was silent, not the kind of howling and crying.

At this time, Wendao didn't dare to be reserved anymore, and hurriedly stepped forward to support him, only to find that this old thing's hands were cold, and his whole body was swinging, and he was suddenly moved inexplicably, and his eyes couldn't help but be a little wet.

On the side, because he had also participated in that encounter, the picture of Wendao with two shots, and the appearance of everyone fleeing in embarrassment between the siege of countless thieves, suddenly appeared in front of him, Li Hongliang involuntarily shed tears, and hurriedly pretended to rub his eyes and lowered his head.

Wang Yuanhu looked at the three of them suspiciously, and then kept nodding secretly, as if he understood something.

At this time, some scholars and students began to run out when they heard the news, and they all looked at Wendao with surprise and joy, and gradually, more and more people gathered.

"Childe-"

The fat head couldn't help but get a little nervous, and stepped forward and shouted in a low voice.

Wen Dao glanced at it quickly, and finally looked at a few gates and said in a low voice: "It's okay, no matter when and where, just remember the essentials and rush well." ”

"Let's go, Childe-"

Qu Feng suddenly didn't know where the strength came from, grabbed the wrist of the literary knife, and couldn't help but say:

"Today is really a great gift from God to thousands of students in Yunyang Mansion, son, you have to give them a lecture on stage no matter what! It's good or not, public and private, even if the old man invites you as a party to the academic administration, and asks you as an elder, in short, anything. Besides, don't forget that you said that you returned from thousands of miles overseas in search of your roots and ancestors, and it is your duty to serve your homeland, right? ”

"Old man, you are really good at picking the time, aren't you afraid that I will talk nonsense and mislead people's children?"

Wendao's scalp was a little numb at first, and I really didn't know what I could tell them. But after thinking about it, I intuitively knew that this was actually a good opportunity for myself, so I didn't deliberately pretentious, and under Qu Feng's half-pull and half-welcome, he immediately entered the hall and walked onto the high podium.

Many students were stunned at first, followed his footsteps up the stairs, and suddenly burst into a thunderous cheer at the moment when the sword was established.

This is probably a big scene that only big stars and big singers can enjoy, right?

Wen Dao, who was taken aback, was also shocked, and it took a while to regain his smile and begin to seriously think about what he should say in this first speech.

However, as Wendao drove the duck to the shelves and was forced to the podium by Qu Feng, he searched his stomach and combined some modern stories that he could remember in his stomach with some characteristics of the Ming Dynasty in history. He suddenly found that no matter what he said or how he spoke, the following would look at him with infinite reverence, sometimes intoxicated, sometimes amazed, sometimes yearning, sometimes sighing, and the whole scene had completely become a stage for one person.

Damn, it's no wonder that the so-called beasts in the world are always arrogant like excited fighting cocks when they walk out of the classroom, and it turns out that they enjoy giving lectures to people so much!

Unconsciously, the pen knife that was already on the pole head and had a dry mouth, seeing the countless faces below the crowd, still tirelessly waiting for irrigation, had to touch his stomach and looked at Qu Feng unabashedly.

In any case, giving speeches and promoting oneself is not the top priority right now, after all.

Of course, Qu Feng also knew that he would accept it when he saw it, so he got up and put on the original appearance of Xuezheng, raised two fingers and said:

"Today is the day of my Yunyang Mansion School Palace's winter lecture, coinciding with the visit of the son unharmed, it is really the great luck of my thousands of students, the luck of God's favor, the students should know the kindness of the retribution, comprehend with heart, and serve the court in the future and benefit one party."

"So, the last two questions, ah, don't blame the official for not being humane. It is precisely because we want to talk about human feelings, so we have to let Wen Gongzi rest. However, these last two questions are unfair to anyone, right? So, let the official synthesize it and ask questions on behalf of all the students here today, which may be the best outcome. ”

Listening to Qu Feng's shameless big bag, Wen Dao had to give a thumbs up again and again in admiration.

People are invincible if they don't have a face, but in this situation, it seems that only this method is more sanctimonious and more in line with certain rules. Because as the highest administrator in the academic circles of a place, he is indeed the only one who is representative and more intensely mainstream.

"Okay, students, please listen carefully, now the official has begun to fulfill his obligation to ask questions-"

"May I ask Mr. Wen, in the years when you were wandering and traveling overseas, you were thousands of miles away, surrounded by all kinds of uncivilized barbarians, savages and people like the Dutch red-haired ghosts, how did you deal with them, but you could always maintain this heart of a fist and a child for my Daming?"

This question has a strong political and ideological meaning, and only an old monster like him can throw out this tone and false proposition cunningly, so he has the best explanation for all aspects, wonderful old thing!

Wendao rubbed his nose, and suddenly sat down and said:

"Distance produces beauty. When a person suddenly finds himself and the motherland and hometown are far away, he will more deeply understand and perceive the importance, uniqueness and exclusivity of the motherland and hometown to a person. ”

"Therefore, whenever I look back at my motherland and hometown, longing becomes a disease, a disease called nostalgia. The motherland and hometown are the only antidote, I am on the other side, and you are on the other side. Maybe this kind of nostalgia is the heart of a pure fist that adults say. ”

The audience was silent, and the audience was suddenly silent to the point of being depressing.

I don't know how long later, a black and thin student suddenly jumped up, raised his arms, turned his back to the sky, and shouted with tears streaming down his face:

"Homesickness is a disease, oh my God, open your eyes and listen, what a poignant sentence this is, and what a fiery feeling!"

With this call sign, it was like triggering a domino, and the unmammaries raised their arms and shouted:

"Homesickness is a disease, I'm here, you're ...... there"

The old monster Qu Feng was already laughing all over the place, his gray beard was dancing wildly, one dry hand kept patting the table in front of him, and the other hand pinched out a dirty handkerchief, and kept rubbing it on his face.

Oh, the old thing turned out to be crying silently instead of laughing.

Shaking his head, Wendao blinked an eye, only to find that the school boy who had been standing next to him with tea and pouring water was staring at him with a complicated face, and he was stunned, and then subconsciously picked up a cup of tea on the tray in his hand:

"Why are you staring at me like this, do you have any questions for me to answer?"

(In the blink of an eye, the new book has been updated for two months, and the results are so dismal, but let's make a note)