Hu Wenxuan, who is in his 40s, is a doctor who specializes in teaching the Book of Songs, and is very knowledgeable and respected. Of course, in front of Zhai Tianlin, he can only be regarded as a rising star forever, respectful.

Hearing Elder Zhai's provocation, he said with a smile: "What Master Zhai said is that changing the quality of Qi Mansion is pure nonsense. In my opinion, this fake news is mostly a gimmick deliberately made up by the restaurant to sensationalize and attract customers. ”

He had a docile demeanor, he didn't dare to go against Zhai Lao, and sneered in his heart, "Bet on the iron rules of the cultivation world, this is obviously to make me lose, wash the night pot for you, are you stupid for me?

He was thinking like this, when a young man walked in in and said in a loud voice: "Elder Zhai, guess what? There is a kind of dumpling on the market in Chang'an, which can actually improve the quality of Wu Xiu's qi and make the golden one promoted to ......."

This person's eyebrows fluttered, and before he finished speaking, he was coldly interrupted by Zhai Tianlin, and frowned: "Xiao Cui, how many times have I told you! You are a doctor of Taixue, a teacher, and your speech and demeanor should be mature and steady, not like this!"

This young man's name is Cui Mingjian, a newly hired doctor from Taixue last year, and he is just in his early thirties, which is the age of vitality.

In front of Zhai Lao, even the slippery Hu Wenxuan is still a tender doll, and Cui Mingjian is no exception. He has the least qualifications, and usually in the office, he is often scolded by Zhai Lao's lessons, and he suffers a lot of anger. But there is no way, who made this a Confucian institution that attaches great importance to the order of the elder and the youngest.

The smile on Cui Mingjian's face suddenly dissipated, suppressed his anger, and said, "Elder Zhai, now there are rumors outside ......"

Zhai Lao knew what he wanted to say, snorted coldly, put the tea bowl on the table, and said disdainfully: "The students are talking nonsense, you, who are teachers, are also messing around with them?

With a straight face, he moved out of the posture of an old-timer and wanted to teach Cui Mingjian a lesson.

Unexpectedly, this time Cui Mingjian no longer flinched, he couldn't bear it anymore, and retorted: "Elder Zhai's words are wrong. The students didn't talk nonsense, this is true......!

Seeing that the two were arguing, the smell of gunpowder in the house became stronger, Hu Wenxuan coughed dryly, and came over to mediate, "Xiao Cui, how can you talk to Zhai Lao like this!"

In the workplace, seniority is very important. In front of Cui Mingjian, Hu Wenxuan is also a senior, he is naturally more inclined to Zhai Lao and wants to defend his vested status.

Zhai Lao sneered: "Xiaohu, you let him talk about it! He is not very old, and in front of the old man, his temper is not small! I have been wandering for most of my life, and I have never seen any charlatans, just fooling the little kid, and trying to deceive my eyes?"

Hu Wenxuan said helplessly: "Old Zhai, you really want to compete with Xiao Cui, then transfer the gambling contract just now to him, and I won't get involved......"

Zhai Lao sat back on the chair and replied: "It's okay, anyway, I think Xiao Cui has been disconvinced of me for a long time, and I just took this opportunity to let him have a long memory, be calm and calm, and understand that Jiang is still old and spicy." ”

The more Cui Mingjian listened, the more unhappy he became, and slapped the table, "Okay, no matter what the gambling contract, I will accompany you to the end!"

Hu Wenxuan shook his head and told him about washing the night pot.

Cui Mingjian didn't think about it, "That's it! Zhai Lao, this matter has nothing to do with Lao Jiang, no matter how much you recognize Lao Li, you can't deny the facts that have happened." Wang Shicong and Fan Dongliu in Group B, their qi has turned red, and they will soon enter your Group A!"

He rushed back from the martial arts arena to talk about it, however, Zhai Lao was used to selling his old clothes, and he couldn't help but say that it was a reprimand for his head and face, and he only recognized his old routine, and his eyes couldn't tolerate newcomers and new things at all.

Pedancy and stubbornness are common to many old Confucians.

is disrespectful to the old man, since this is the case, don't blame him for the end.

The colorful dumplings appeared at the right time, and he just took this opportunity to kill Zhai Tianlin's majesty!

Zhai Tianlin sat on the chair, unhurried, and quibbled: "The qi has turned red? How can you be sure that those two students are not secretly doing anything to blind everyone? How can you be sure that it is because they ate dumplings? How can you ......?"

is worthy of being an old showman, with a clever tongue like a spring, and his ability to mess around is really good.

Cui Mingjian didn't want to listen to his nonsense anymore, his face turned red, and he said angrily: "Don't fight, let's go eat dumplings at noon! Let Lao Hu be a witness, whether it is the truth you admit to death or the truth I see, I will know at that time!"

Facts speak louder than words, since you can't explain the truth to the old thing, then use the facts to speak!

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In the depths of Taixue, there is a dense bamboo forest, which is an important place for all teachers and students to be forbidden to enter.

A hut was built in the middle of the bamboo forest, and in a small courtyard surrounded by a fence, a thin young man stood there, dressed in white, clean and clean, like a handsome immortal in a painting.

With his left hand behind his back, he grabbed the bamboo forest outside the courtyard with his right hand, and sucked in pieces of bamboo leaves in the air. Those bamboo leaves fluttered in, and under his control, condensed in mid-air, forming complex and mysterious patterns, constantly changing.

"It's strange, no matter how you calculate, why can't you always get around the shock hexagram......"

Confucianism has five classics, poems and books are easy to spring and autumn, of which Yi refers to the "Book of Changes", which is all-encompassing and contains the truth of heaven and earth.

The young man is good at deducing Zhou Yi, which is to use bamboo leaves to make hexagrams and divinate his next fate.

"The shock is slight, the smile is hoarse, the shock is a hundred miles, and the dagger is not lost...... The thunder suddenly rose, the power of brilliance, everything in the world was afraid, sixty-two was above the ninth month, could it be that this person would pose a threat to me?"

He frowned and stared at the hexagram in the air, his face full of worry. The little red mole in the middle of the eyebrows was as bright as blood at this time, as if it was about to seep out.

Behind him, an old man in a black robe stood with his hands down, his expression was respectful, and he said softly: "Lord Sacrificial Wine, you are too worried. Even if that young man is born out of nowhere and makes a name for himself, how can he threaten you?"

Sacrificial wine, is the highest prefect of Taixue, equivalent to the president of the university.

It is unbelievable that this young man is in his prime, even though he is not yet thirty years old, but he serves as the sacrificial wine of the highest university. You must know that Taixue has a strong Confucian atmosphere, and there are dozens of erudite Confucians like Zhai Tianlin, who have a very high prestige, why are they willing to surrender to the youth and recognize his authority?

When the young man heard this, he didn't look back, and said in a deep voice: "The spring thunder bursts, and the stinging insects flee in shock, which is the time when everything recovers." The general trend starts from the subtlety, not to be underestimated, you keep an eye on it for me, but don't act rashly!"

The black-robed old man happily agreed, and said tentatively: "Your hexagram has always been effective, and it has never been inaccurate, and your subordinates know it." If Wu Materia Medica really has such great potential and can threaten you in the future, why don't you plan early, whether it is to collect or eliminate ......"

The young man's eyebrows dissipated, he withdrew his right hand, and after the bamboo leaf lost its restraint, it suddenly fell to the ground.

"Chang'an City is so big, and I'm not the only one who has been alarmed, why should I rush out? Li Qianqiu and Wu Jingsi are both in the city, and Chu Crazy Dao also came yesterday, let's see their movements first!"

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