Valley.

The old man's scolding voice in the sky was as deafening as Hong Zhong Dalu.

The students woke up and thought about what they had done in the past few days, which was indeed a bit ridiculous and ridiculous, and they also lost their identity as scholars. The dignified Confucian disciples, who do not read through the scriptures and history, do not understand the subset of Xi Ji, do not take the glorious holy road in front of them, and actually go to the mountains to be sycophants, which is really difficult to carve rotten wood.

Many students who came to their senses were ashamed and walked away with their faces hidden.

Even Feng Qingyan and Zhou Chang felt that they had gone too far in the past few days, and they really shouldn't be scholars.

"Brother Zhou, do you know who it is?" Feng Qingyan was a little curious, and the scolding sound was really like rolling thunder, which shook his ears a little numb.

Zhou Chang shook his head, hesitated for a moment, and said, "It may be the academy's teaching." ”

"Brother Zhou, what the senior commander said just now, is the mountain temple we built obscene?" Feng Qingyan said with a frown.

"If there is no canonization of princes, four religions, or human kings, it is true, it is a mistake of Chang. Zhou Chang smiled bitterly, but after thinking about it, he said, "However, the burial of the mountain god should be a mountain god with a god position, and it is a matter of time before it is canonized, and it should not be regarded as obscenity." Moreover, some gods did not care about the canonization of the world at all, but some princes hurriedly ran to canonize others. ”

"Hey, which gods?"

Feng Qingyan was a little curious, it seems that the strength of these gods is not weak.

Zhou Chang looked at Feng Qingyan in surprise and said, "Brother Feng, these are not secrets, don't you know? Although the northern land is a little desolate, it is also the subject land of Zhou Tianxia, how can there be no reason?"

"I have lived in the mountains for a long time, and I have little contact with people, so I know very little about everything in the world. Feng Qingyan said with a smile.

"I see, no wonder Brother Feng is so out of the world, it turns out that he is raising his qi in the mountains. ”

Zhou Chang suddenly realized, no wonder the god of the buried mountain would favor his brother, but it might be related to living in the mountain for a long time, and continued: "Such as the Dongjun of Dongshan, the Yunzhongjun of Yunmengze, the goddess of Wushan, etc., are all gods who disdain the canonization of the world. Legend has it that the face of the goddess of Wushan is all over the world, and countless princes want to see the beauty but can't, which is a lifelong regret. ”

Feng Qingyan didn't ask much, so as not to appear ignorant.

"Let's go. Zhou Chang said to Feng Qingyan, "By the way, in a few days, the academy will open its doors to accept apprentices, but Brother Feng has decided which subject to take the exam?"

"I haven't thought about it yet. Feng Qingyan shook his head and asked, "What about Brother Zhou?"

"Hah, yes and yes. ”

Zhou Chang was extremely relaxed, and he didn't pay attention to the academy's exams at all.

On the way back, Feng Qingyan kept frowning, quite worried about the entrance examination of the academy, if he didn't pass, wouldn't he be laughed to death by the students?

Especially Liu Ling and others.

The entrance examination of the academy is not only a subset of scripture and history, but also a test of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, six arts, etc., as long as one of them is A, you can pass and enter the college.

However, it is not so easy to pass.

Feng Qingyan couldn't help but sigh.

Although the academy took the eighteen martial arts exams, none of them were proficient......

He couldn't help but look at his hands, trying to remember his previous life, what would he have been? Could it be that he really couldn't enter the academy?

Or do you have to wait a year or two?

Dinner is like chewing wax.

He shook his head and continued to read under the lamp, it was useless to be discouraged.

When he was in the child, Jiu Ge showed up uninvited, looking quite angry, which surprised Feng Qingyan and asked, "Jiu Ge, why are you unhappy?"

Jiu Ge couldn't express it, and after a while, he motioned for Feng Qingyan to come out.

When Feng Qingyan came out of the wooden house, Jiu Ge took Feng Qingyan to the valley and saw that the mountain temple built by Helian Mountain and others had been destroyed. Although Jiu Ge listened to Feng Qingyan's words and did not enter the mountain temple built by Helian Mountain, it did not mean that Jiu Ge did not like it.

That's why Jiu Ge was angry.

Feng Qingyan frowned and asked, "Who destroyed Helian Mountain?"

Nine songs negated.

Feng Qingyan thought for a moment, and then said, "Is it the teacher who scolded the students in the afternoon?"

Jiu Ge moved, indicating that it was him.

"Nine songs, and temporarily withhold, until I know who it is, then make plans. ”

Feng Qingyan groaned and said, although this made Jiu Ge a little aggrieved, but Confucianism was powerful and had to be temporarily hidden.

Fortunately, Mr. An did not dislike Jiu Ge......

Although Mr. An is the owner of the Burial Hill Academy, the Burial Hill Academy is not owned by Mr. Ann personally.

In addition to the head of a college, there are also teachers such as teachers, teachers, and great teachers.

......

Dawn.

Feng Qingyan continued to study with Mr. An in the morning hall.

When I returned to the wooden house at noon, I found that many students had gathered in front of the wooden house.

"It's Brother Feng who has returned. When some students saw Feng Qingyan's carriage, they couldn't help shouting excitedly, which immediately attracted the attention of many students.

"Brother Feng. ”

"Brother Feng. ”

The students stepped forward one after another to salute.

Feng Qingyan returned the salute one by one, and saw Zhou Chang step forward with a smile and said, "Brother Feng, it can be regarded as coming back." ”

"Brother Zhou, what is this?" Feng Qingyan was puzzled.

"Could it be that Brother Feng forgot?" Zhou Chang was surprised and said: "Yesterday I said that at noon today, I and Helian Mountain will send snowflakes to Xuan. ”

Feng Qingyan was stunned for a moment.

Because he was worried about the entrance exam, he really forgot about it.

"Come on, send the Ten Swords Snow Flower Xuan to Brother Feng's mansion. ”

At this time, Zhou Chang shouted to the servants, and saw several servants take out ten exquisite sandalwood boxes about four feet wide and several inches high from the carriage that was specially hauling goods.

"Please also ask Brother Feng to accept. ”

Zhou Chang said with a smile, in fact, there is still some flesh pain.

"Brother Zhou, a box is a knife?" Feng Qingyan hesitated and asked, "Moreover, Brother Zhou and I still need to be accepted, aren't we outside?"

"Yes, a box is a knife. Zhou Chang said.

"Brother Zhou, didn't you say that the five knives were good yesterday, and the other five knives were shared by all the students?" Feng Qingyan said with a frown.

"Yes, but it's shared on Brother Feng's mansion. Zhou Chang said with a smile.

"Meet Feng Langjun, we are ordered by Gongzi Mountain, as promised, Feng Langjun will send ten snowflakes to Xuan, and please Feng Langjun for acceptance. A middle-aged man walked up to Feng Qingyan and said respectfully, and then ordered ten servants to line up with a sandalwood box and open the wooden box one by one.

When the wooden box is opened, a burst of cold fragrance immediately escapes from the box, and it seems that there are still wisps of refreshed coolness.

There seemed to be snowflakes floating out of the wooden box.

I saw that in the box, the snowflakes were as light as cicada wings and as white as snow, which made people's hearts clear and ethereal......

Painting with Xuehuaxuan inscription, the ink rhyme is clear, the layers are clear, the backbone is inclusive, the momentum is overflowing, thick but not muddy, light but not gray, its words and paintings, leaping on the paper, the spirit is flying, and the eyes are shining.

And it is not moth-eaten or rotten, and the ink rhyme is ever-changing, which is the best in the paper.

Feng Qingyan didn't take a closer look at them all, so he nodded at the middle-aged man, and then the middle-aged man ordered the servant to send him into the wooden house, and then left in a hurry with the servant.

At this time, many students looked at Feng Qingyan with a smile, and Feng Qingyan smiled and let everyone share.

When the students left happily, Feng Qingyan asked Zhou Chang: "Brother Zhou, I want to sell a snowflake Xuan, do you know who needs it?"

"Yes, right in front of you. Zhou Chang said.

"Uh......"

Feng Qingyan was stunned for a moment and said, "Brother Zhou...... If you really need it, I'll give you two cuts. ”

"Of course you need to, Xuehua Xuan is one of the four treasures of the study that you can't find, who will be too little?" Zhou Chang laughed, but smiled a little unnaturally, "Send it, you don't have to, I'm using it to collect ......"

This makes sense, but it makes Feng Qingyan feel weird, he took Zhou Chang's Xuehuaxuan for nothing, and now he sells it to Zhou Chang again.

This......

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