"Mr. Situ, more than ten years of confusion, a few months of hard work reborn, it's really enviable!"

The middle-aged Confucian rolled his eyes and said with some pointing. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"People in the world often say that the mystery of the womb is true. Otherwise, how could Mr. Situ Xing have changed so much in a few months?"

Situ Xing's eyes couldn't help but froze, and the anger in his heart towards the middle-aged Confucian had risen to the extreme, and there was already a faint killing intent in his eyes.

If this person is not removed, it will be difficult to get through his thoughts!

But Situ did not break out.

Because he could already clearly feel that under the deliberate guidance of the middle-aged Confucian and the unobtrusive provocation, the eyes of everyone looking at him had changed subtly.

There was a hint of suspicion in the reverence.

The mystery in the womb is a problem that must be encountered in the reincarnation of the sect.

If you can't solve the mystery in the womb and recover the memories of the past, then this reincarnated person will spend his life in a mess, and there will be no way to follow the path.

Therefore, before the people of the sect are reincarnated, they will ask their mentors and friends to find his reincarnated body, and spend the mystery in the womb through special methods, so as to recover their previous memories.

The reason why everyone was provoked and suspicious in their hearts was also related to Si Tu's own experience.

Situ Xing was born in Beijun, because it is the relationship between the body of a hundred leaks, and he can't perceive the tone since he was a child.

Later, he was driven out of Situ Mansion by Situ Lang and his family elders, and left to fend for himself in Zhibei.

His performance before the age of eighteen can be described as mediocre, without any brilliance. This is also the reason why Situ Lang has been able to tolerate him to live to this day.

However, in recent months, Si's sentence seems to be like a divine help, not only condensing the courage of the text, but also the successive good works have been transmitted, and the poems have become the town.

This change was so sudden that no one doubted it.

It's just that everyone hasn't faced up to this problem. Today, being teased by the words of the middle-aged Confucian student, the doubts in my heart suddenly rose.

Looking at everyone's suspicious eyes, the middle-aged Confucian couldn't help but have a hint of triumph in his eyes, and the seeds of doubt had been planted.

Over time, this seed will take root and sprout, and with the right push, the argument that Situ is a reincarnated person will come to life.

Just like ordinary people play chess, they take one step at a time and look at one step at a time.

The middle-aged Confucian is one step at a time and three steps.

He quickly weaved a meticulous plan in his mind. interlocked, leaving Situ speechless and unable to refute.

This is also the rise of Situ Punishment is too fast and has no foundation. It's like duckweed without roots, so it will be criticized for this.

If Situ has a reputation as a prodigy since he was a child, and he comes step by step, even if he has calculations, no one will echo him.

"The mystery of the womb!"

"Reincarnation of Celestials!"

These eight words seem to have a special magic, and the eyes of the surrounding Confucian scholars can't help but stagnate, and their faces are even more like crying but not crying, like smiling but not laughing, a very strange look. 、

"This kind of thing is not unrecorded in ancient books, Cheng Guangyuan, the prefect of Dayu, rarely has Su Hui, has no teacher, and is less literate. The villagers were amazed. Du said: In my previous life, I was a lifter, and I had wisdom. Poetry classics are self-taught, and poetry and songs are at your fingertips. ”

"This Lord Du, who has Su Hui, later became an official to the Wupin Prefect and was in charge of the ruling party! This incident was also recorded as a strange anecdote, but I didn't expect to really see the reincarnated person today. ”

But I don't know why, there is no trace of excitement in their hearts, but there is indescribable depression.

"It turns out that Situ Zhenguo turned out to be a sage child, no wonder he has made such great achievements in a short period of time. ”

"Pity me and wait, after ten years of hard work, I can't reach Su Hui after all. ”

"I'll just say, dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, and the sons of rats will make holes. ”

"Those who are truly accomplished come from different backgrounds. ”

"It's no wonder that my children have studied for so many years, and even a show talent has not been admitted. ”

"It turned out to be because of here. ”

"Mr. Situ, it must be the same. Otherwise, how could he have achieved such an achievement?"

"Definitely. Reincarnation of a sage!"

"Fate is really unfair, I waited ten years to study hard, but in the end I was empty-handed. And the reincarnation of a sage and solving the mystery in the womb can restore the memories of the past and become more famous in the world. ”

The people around whispered. Among them, there are many sourness in their hearts and mixed tastes. Some people choose to be silent, and some people naturally can't help but sneer.

The air became much heavier, and gradually there was an indescribable smell of gunpowder.

The middle-aged Confucian student's eyes showed a faint hint of triumph, which was the result of deliberate guidance, and it was also what he wanted to see.

When everyone agrees with this statement, then how much Si Tu has achieved will become a matter of course in their eyes.

Because he is the reincarnation of an ancient sage.

Situ Xing's head hung down, and his body was tense, as if he was in danger and could burst out at any time.

This surprised everyone even more.

But I don't know why he is so nervous, thinking that he is shallow and not open-minded after all, and he is taken by the demeanor of King Chengjun, and he is out of ground for a while.

Such a thing is not impossible, after all, King Chengjun is a nobleman of Tianhuang, the youngest son of Emperor Qianpan, who is in the military camp all the year round, and his body is like a substance.

Not to mention that Situ Xing is just a scholar, even if he is a general who leads the troops all the year round, he must be suppressed by his momentum in front of him.

Thinking of this, everyone can't help but feel sorry in their hearts.

Although he was from a humble background, he was not as noble as King Chengjun, and he did not receive the careful cultivation of Emperor Qian, but since he got that half-saint idea and obtained the memory of inheritance, both his mood and pattern have improved a lot.

will not be taken by King Chengjun's bearing at all, the reason why he is so unfounded is because the white Jiao on the top of King Chengjun's head will not roar at him angrily.

Even the dragon qi in the air pounced down. Situ Xing's luck was suppressed to the extreme, so he lost his mind and his eyes were empty.

"It has to change as soon as possible!"

Situ Xing looked at the color in the eyes of the middle-aged Confucian student, as well as the seemingly loyal but cunning smile of King Chengjun, and couldn't help but secretly rush in his heart.

"Under false rumors, I was labeled as a "reincarnated person", and I was evil to the dragon, and my future career will definitely be tortuous!"

This King Chengjun was also black-bellied, and deliberately interrupted his words, so that he had no way to explain at that time.

Now I'm trying to explain, but instead I have fallen behind. It will be thought that "there is no silver three hundred taels here!"

But if you don't explain, you will lose your dragon spirit and your grace. All the efforts made before the sentence will be in vain.

Situ was in a dilemma for a while, and he was in a dilemma.

The middle-aged scholar looked at Situ's embarrassed expression, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help but rise a hint of triumph.

He has a kind of conceit, in terms of talent, he is not as good as Situ Xing, but if he talks about strategy, Situ Xing must be inferior to himself.

Otherwise, you won't be forced into a corner and be in a dilemma. There is no way to break the game for a while.

"What's the use of me waiting for the cold window to study hard!"

A Confucian scholar tore up the book in his hand with some indignation, and asked with tears in his eyes and a pale face.

Although the people around him were not as radical as Confucianism, their faces were obviously a little gray, and their spirits were also a little sluggish. The gaze that looked at Situ Xing contained envy, jealousy, and a trace of inexplicable things.

"Hehe... ”

Listening to everyone's discussion, his face suddenly became ugly, but he didn't immediately refute it, just when everyone's discussion became quieter.

A smile rose at the corner of Situ Xing's mouth for no reason, and this smile grew bigger and bigger, and finally he looked up to the sky and laughed, as if he was crazy.

Whether it was King Chengjun, Chen Jiuzhang and the others, they all looked surprised when they looked at Situ Xing, who seemed to be crazy and laughing out of tears.

"It's ridiculous!"

"It's really a group of elm people, and rotten wood can't be carved. ”

"No wonder you haven't been lifted for ten years of hard study, it's because you don't understand the samadhi in the book at all!"

The Confucian students were insulted in public by Si Tu, and their faces couldn't help but stiffen. Some people have anger rising in their eyes. They all looked at Si Tu with eyes like knives, and if Si Tu couldn't give them an explanation, even if they were punished by Xuezheng.

"The way of learning, Guiheng!"

"The gentleman said: You can't learn. ”

Situ Xing said lightly, but his words seemed to have some kind of indescribable magic, and it seemed to have touched some kind of law, and there was an indescribable grandeur and majesty.

The hearts of the Confucian scholars suddenly struck like lightning.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were attracted by him, Situ Xing recited word by word:

"Green is taken from blue, and green is blue, ice, water is for it, and cold is for water. The wooden straight middle rope, the light is thought to be the wheel, and its curve is in the rules. Although there is violence, those who do not stand up will be allowed to do so. Therefore, the wood is straight, the gold is sharpened, and the gentleman is erudite and the day is provincial, and there is no fault in knowing and doing.

I try to think all day long, it is better to learn in a moment, and I try to look forward to it, it is better to climb the heights and see it. Ascending and beckoning, the arm is not lengthened, and the one who sees is far away; and the wind is blowing, the sound is not the disease, but the one who hears is prominent. Those who fake horses will not benefit their feet, but will lead to thousands of miles, and those who fake boats will not be able to use water, but will not be able to cut off rivers. A gentleman is not different, and he is good at things.

The soil becomes a mountain, the wind and rain prosper, the water becomes an abyss, the dragon grows, the good becomes a virtue, the gods are complacent, and the sacred heart is prepared. Therefore, if you don't accumulate steps, you can't reach thousands of miles, and if you don't accumulate small streams, you can't become rivers and seas. Qiji can not take ten steps in one leap, and ten horses are not relenting. Perseverance, rotten wood does not break; perseverance, gold and stone can be carved. The worm has no claws and teeth, the muscles and bones are strong, the upper food is the soil, the lower drink the yellow spring, and the heart is also the same. The crab is kneeling and cheling, and there is no one who can be placed in the cave of the non-snake eel, and he is also restless. ”

A hint of civility rose suddenly.

One inch!

Two inches!

Three inches!

Four inches!

Five inches!

Six inches!

The bell hanging in the courtyard rang again.

Airplanes!

Airplanes!

Airplanes!

Airplanes!

Airplanes!

Airplanes!

The giant bell in the hearts of many scholars was also ringed heavily, and they only felt the sound of the Yellow Bell Da Lu ringing in their hearts, and an old but indescribable majestic voice echoed in their hearts.