"Knock-knock-"

The bronze bell rings, long and long. In the spring rain, the slope of the master is crowded with people, and the clothes of the students have been wet by the rain. But when the bell rang, even though the students were all cold and their faces turned blue, they also straightened their waists at the same time, and looked at the statue of the master who was more than one person tall with a look of reverence.

This is the pride of every student of Qi Kingdom.

Lu Jigong, whose hair is slightly gray, is the sacrificial wine of the school palace, which can be regarded as the Taishan Beidou of ten miles and eight towns. In Zou County, he is a senior who all students must bow respectfully, and he is also the object of the capital's magnates who want to go through the back door.

The reason is very simple - the thirteen tickets to the Jixia School Palace are all in his hands.

At this time, Lu Jigong lit three incense sticks, bowed three times to the statue of a saint with kind eyebrows and good eyes, and said loudly: "Only I am the first teacher, the heart is Datong, only I am the first teacher, teach me Shuli; Only I am the first teacher, and the moral education is all over the world; But I am the first teacher, and the way is through the world. Yang Zhi is high, comparable to Yao Shun. Qianqiu Wenzu, Wanshi Desheng; In February, the scenery is suitable, the teachers and students of Qi country, bathing and sacrificing, pious to my heart, praying for good luck! ”

The sacrificial saint ceremony made every Qi student who could participate in it feel deeply baptized. All the students made three bows with a humble expression, and their eyes were full of longing and enthusiasm when they looked at the statue of the saint, as if they wanted to get some hearing from the saint from the divine relationship.

Of course, the sacrificial ritual has another function, which is to announce that the debate will officially begin.

Lu Jigong turned around, put his hands behind his back and said: "The country of Qi is based on talent." For thousands of years, the country is prosperous with people. We inherit the grand ambition of the saints, promote Confucianism in the world, and do what we do is to benefit future generations for thousands of years of learning. I hope that all students will not forget the teachings of their ancestors, be loyal to the king, be filial piety, love siblings, and cherish the people, and gather the vast sea with a little bit of learning and talent, and help me to accommodate all generations and prosper forever! ”

"Help me to accommodate all generations and prosper forever!"

Lu Jigong nodded, and said loudly: "The old man announced that the debate will officially begin!" ”

The rain was even more urgent, but when the students heard the opening sound of fairy music, they completely ignored the cold rain, and their faces showed excited expressions, and they couldn't help themselves with excitement.

A year of hard work, a year of hardship, on this day can finally be rewarded! Although most of them can still only become green leaves, and may not be able to cross the longing gate of the school palace for the rest of their lives, they are willing to break their bones even if there is a glimmer of hope.

This is their ideal, and it is the meaning of their life. It's a pity that there are a few people in the world who know this kind of "dream" that is sketched and portrayed by others, just because those in power need such people. But after putting on the cloak of righteousness and morality, these two simple words are enough to make the world's scholars follow one after another.

What they didn't know was that Lu Jigong was playing with five number plates in his hands behind him, and Pang Zijing's name was written on one of them.

After all, it can't compare to paving the way for power and wealth.

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After turning a few rugged mountain roads, Tang An and his party finally came to the foot of Confucius Slope.

Compared to the empty mountain road, there are obviously more people here. The annual debate is very lively, and there are many rich and noble children who come to participate in the competition, which naturally brings a lot of business opportunities. Most of the villagers who live at the foot of the mountain are engaged in business, and the small mountain road has become a market.

On both sides of the road, under the colorful sheds made of shabby canvas, there are all kinds of shops, and the "Four Books and Five Classics", "Analects", "Spring and Autumn" and other classics are printed in manuscripts, so that students who come to refer to them can temporarily hold their feet. Not only that, some peasant women spread pancakes, and the golden brown bread baked on the iron plate exuded an attractive aroma; Some craftsmen carved the most graceful portraits of the master from the roots of the trees, and even sewed round futons one after another, shouting for them.

"Protect your knees and warm your butt. Say goodbye to the cold ground - you deserve it, old king's head futon! Childe, you are a foreigner at first glance! There will be no futon to argue, and if you don't show your ingenuity, this ass will freeze! Let's have a futon! ”

Tang An, who was dressed in gray, walked in the forefront, although he was dressed inconspicuously, but he couldn't hide his calm energy, but he couldn't hide the perennial business vendors around him.

"Pu, your mother!"

Seeing that the boss was blocked by the vendors who robbed the business, Pang Zijing, who was a "hostage", took a step forward and took the initiative to relieve the boss and said: "Open the umbrella (flash)!" My father is a condenser doctor Pang Guangda! ”

Of course, the hawkers didn't know how big the doctor was, but seeing that this bucktooth boy had eyes on the top of his head, he must not be low-headed, so he could only reluctantly get out of the way with a look of regret at watching the fat sheep slip away in front of them.

At the end of the road, there is a gray road gate, and the three big characters "Confucius Slope" on the door are very conspicuous. Underneath the door, two guards with spears stood guard in the rain, cutting off the vendors from the students, forcibly dividing the connected dirt slope into two worlds.

With a sneer on the corner of Tang An's mouth, he waved his big hand and said, "That's it, let's go!" ”

"Let's go!"

The number one hundred and ten people shouted loudly, and the momentum was not like they had come to participate in the debate, but more like they had come to find trouble.

The hawkers were shocked. Everyone knows what the debate means to Zou County. This is their pride as the descendants of Mencius, and it is also the foundation of Zou County's reputation in the Qi State.

For so many years, they have never seen anyone rush to the debate to find trouble, these people with a Datang accent, do they think that their lives are long?

The two guards also thought so, and they raised their spears in their hands and shouted: "Debate is important, and idle people are not allowed to enter!" ”

"Who seems to be 'idle and waiting'? My father is a condenser doctor Pang Guangda! When you see this son, how dare you be arrogant, call me! ”

The rise of Pang Zijing's command, but when he turned his head to look, he saw that all the men were staring at him with unkind faces, and hurriedly smiled and said to Tang An: "Big brother, issuing the order to Shi Ning (order) is (this) kind of (thing), of course, you have to come to Chai (Cai)!" ”

Tang An nodded in style, and said coldly: "Brothers, draw your sword!" ”

"Choke!"

The sound of weapons unsheathed made the two guards pale with fright.

In fact, with the prestige of debate, no one will dare to cause trouble at all. The two of them are only symbolically pretending here, how can they really encounter this kind of stunned person who does not play according to the routine?

"You...... What do you want to do? ”

Tang An smiled: "Don't do anything, just find a master who can argue and reason." If anyone doesn't let me be reasonable, Lao Tzu will reason with him first! ”

Bringing dozens of knives and telling a truth! The two guards were about to cry, but the situation was out of control, so they could only laugh and say: "Yes, yes, everything is just a rational word!" Inside please! ”

Tang An was very satisfied with the performance of the two, and walked forward with a big grin, but as soon as he took two steps out, he saw Pang Zijing coming up with a flattering smile on his face, and said in a low voice: "Big brother, you see, my father's reputation is still a bit clumsy. ”

Does it have anything to do with your father? It's obviously Lao Tzu's sword work, is it good!

Thinking that there would be a lot of things that needed the help of this bucktooth in the future, Tang An did not break it, patted the latter's shoulder and said seriously: "Come on, I am optimistic about you!" ”

After saying this, the group had already arrived at the location of the debater. More than 100 students sat on the ground, drenched in the light rain, and were engrossed in telling something to an old man in the center. Even if the sound of chirping is far away, it can be heard clearly, and it seems that the students have shown their talents.

Tang An didn't realize that he had become a very discordant factor at all, but he was angry and said loudly: "Who is the person who is talking?" Come out! ”

This shout was full of energy, attracting everyone's attention at once.

The Confucius Slope is the smoothest section of the hillside, the granite paved road is paved and smooth, and more than 100 students sit cross-legged on the yellow futon, facing the Master in several rows. From a distance, it doesn't look like it's making some kind of debate, but it looks like the oath meeting before the Wudang faction's crusade against the Demon Sect.

If these more than 100 people showed elegance, then Tang An's more than 100 people showed fierceness and cruelty.

They are like a pack of wolves, viciously looking for "talkers". When Tang An's eyes finally fell on Lu Jigong, who was surrounded by a crowd, the latter felt like a little daughter-in-law stared at by hooligans, and the hand holding the name brand couldn't help but tremble.

The students all looked vigilant, they didn't know why Tang An and his party came, but they were sure that the other party must not be a good person.

Tang An pointed his finger at the distance: "You are the master Po carrying the handle?" ”

Although he didn't know what "carrying the handle" meant, Lu Jigong still straightened his waist and introduced himself: "Old man Lu Jigong, who are you waiting for?" ”

? The names of these Qi people are really stranger than the other.

Tang An said coldly: "Tang Xiao'an, the steward of the Flying Snow Yue Lan Pavilion in the Lower Tang Dynasty, came here today to ask you for an explanation!" ”

"Bold!"

Seeing that Tang An had a bad attitude and was aggressive, the students quit. The nearest white-clothed student got up angrily, as if he wanted to keep everyone out with his heroic righteousness, but after taking two steps, he was pinched by Li Dazhuang by the neck and thrown aside like garbage.

"Ouch!"

The student fell a dog and ate shit, covered his butt and lay on the ground humming, and then looked at Li Dazhuang's eyes with only fear left, where is there still a little bit of momentum?

Seeing this scene, the students were even more angry. Listening to Tang Xiaoan's accent, he looks like a person from the Tang Dynasty, a foreigner, who dares to beat people at the annual literary student union debate, it is simply impatient.

Although the heart is not divided, but seeing that the other party is menacing, the dart masters are as strong as bears, and then think of the tragic situation of the student who came out of the way not to throw it out, so that the students can only hold back the opinions of satisfied children in their hearts, and can only express their "serious protest" with slightly angry eyes.