Chapter 182: Tense Atmosphere

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Hidden in the mountains and rivers, Zhuangyuin is as mysterious as ever in the eyes of ordinary people, and although the residents of Hongcheng know that there is such a place in the mountains and forests in the north, they have not seen much.

And recently, I don't know when the road to the outside world of the academy has almost been closed, and even the calm and vast Yun Mengze is also filled with white clouds, and from a distance, it seems that some monster is patrolling.

The entire academy was in a strange atmosphere, and the lives of ordinary disciples were as usual, except that they couldn't go out to do tasks, they were no different from before, and they looked leisurely and pure.

At the same time, on an island southwest of the academy, there was still the magnificent hall.

Mr. Yu He, the novelist's master, slapped his palm on the long red table in front of him, "What? You said that "A Chinese Ghost Story" has already ranked 46th on the list of fine books, how can it be so fast?"

No wonder Mr. Yuhe was so excited, in his mind, although the book written by that Confucian kid was not bad, but according to his judgment, it would take at least a few years for this book to squeeze into the top 50, why was it suddenly so unreasonable?

If it weren't for the fact that there was no such thing as swiping votes in this world, it would be up to the list to judge what the novel would be, and Mr. Yuhe would have eight out of ten. Jiuhui thinks that the other party has hired a batch of brushes?

A few people next to him glanced at each other, and suddenly, an old man in black walked out.

"Sir, I think this time it's because of that kid's own doing!"

"Made it yourself?"

"Sir, you may have been distracted by the affairs of the academy, but recently there has been a strange poem circulating in Confucian circles and even in the entire Dongzhou, which is said to have been written by that kid. ”

"You mean. It's because of this poem that his novel has received a lot of attention?"

Speaking of which, Mr. Yuhe is also very unhappy in his heart, he is also a proud person, and he never thinks that novels will be much worse than those Confucian poems and songs, and the collection of classics and history. The reason why it cannot occupy the main position is simply that Confucianism is powerful.

"Show me the poem!" Mr. Hazuru commanded, spreading his hands.

So, the people below hurriedly sent the previous excerpt of "Will Enter the Wine" over.

"You don't see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and does not return......"

Shiyi got his hands on it. Mr. Yuhe read it softly, and at first he didn't take it to heart, he didn't think that a mountain boy who had been reading for a few days could write anything good.

But as soon as I read the first sentence, the previous thought disappeared completely, and it was replaced. It's a solemn face.

Although Mr. Yuhe does not like Confucianism, he still has the ability to appreciate Confucian literature, and after a long time, Mr. Yuhe sighed: "Alas, it's a step late!"

After knowing that Lin Hu wrote "A Chinese Ghost Story", he had the idea of pulling Lin Hu into the novelist, and found that the novel he wrote actually produced a book spirit, and this idea immediately became unswerving.

If Lin Hu is not in Confucianism. How good it would be, even if he was in Taoism and Buddhism, he wouldn't have so many scruples.

It's a pity that Confucianism has been guarding against their novelists like thieves lately. In order not to attract their attention, they could only send a few juniors from the outer courtyard to woo them.

Who knew that those two souls who had not achieved enough things and had more than enough failures not only failed to complete the task, but also hated Lin Hu, so angry that he almost slapped those two bastards to death.

Thinking of this, Mr. Yuhe glanced hatefully at the Elder Gong who was sitting on his left. It's not good to send someone, but I'd rather send your two waste apprentices over. It's so at me!

Feeling Mr. Yuhe's gaze, Gong Changlong didn't know what was going on. But a bad feeling also rose in my heart.

"Yes, I didn't expect this person to be not only good at writing novels, but also quite talented in poetry, I don't think Confucianism would let people go......"

It was the elder who reported the situation to Mr. Yuhe before, and his words also hit Mr. Yuhe's pain point, yes, I knew that the barbaric point would also tie up that kid, and then promise heavy profits, I don't believe that kid will not give in?

As for Confucianism, everyone has come to me, can he snatch it back again? It's a big deal to fight a few war of words with them, and finally lose some money, and only with thick skin can he eat openly!

"Okay, put that kid's affairs aside for the time being, and you know about the recent affairs of the academy!"

Suddenly, Mr. Hazuru, who was quite melancholy just now, changed his voice and said something else.

Hearing this, all the elders nodded solemnly, and Mr. Yuhe continued: "The order of the academy is that if the incident happens, you don't have to make a move, just integrate into the big array and protect my novelist." ”

"Yes!"

The same order is issued by each family in the academy, but it is a little different in Confucianism, "The master of the house, the kid in the outer courtyard, is it ......?"

It was a middle-aged man who looked very steady who spoke, and the mansion master he asked, that is, Fan Yi, the lord of Haoran Mansion, stroked his beard lightly and said: "Everything is still going according to the original plan, by the way, let the two elders in charge of that area pay attention to that kid, this is a good seedling, it can't be damaged so easily......"

......

"You're finally back!"

The one who spoke was the mainstay of the Zhuang Language Academy, the Great Elder of the Inner Courtyard who had been in charge of various affairs of the Academy recently.

And standing in front of him was a young man with a radiant look and eyes like lightning, like a god.

"Great Elder, I've been making you tired lately. ”

"Where, I'm the Great Elder, this is what I should do, and when you come back, most of my heart will be relieved, but I don't know ...... you, Vice Dean."

"Although this retreat is quite dangerous, it has finally given me what I wanted, if it is still the same as the original catastrophe, it should not be a problem, I am afraid that there will be some variables at the critical moment. ”

The vice president has always been a relatively mysterious existence in the academy, and some time ago he left quietly after leaving a doppelganger in the academy, it is said that he went to a mysterious and dangerous time and space to cultivate a shocking supreme supernatural power.

From his conversation with the Great Elder, it was not difficult to see that he had succeeded, but even so, there was no complete certainty in his tone to deal with the so-called calamity.

"Do your best and let it ......"

When the academy was in a tense atmosphere, Lin Hu, who was frightened by that night, still studied and practiced as usual, and when he was bored, he teased the little maid by the way, and had a leisurely time...... To be continued