Chapter 295: The Central Family (II)
"Fifth Young Master......" Meng Fu's mouth moved, as if he wanted to say something.
Meng Siao waved his hand and directly interrupted him: "Fu Bo, needless to say, I have a number." Hehe, it's really interesting to want to pry the corner of the young master's wall. β
He paused, and suddenly asked, "What does His Majesty mean by marriage?"
Meng Fu thought for a moment and replied: "According to the big marshal, His Majesty just laughed 'hehe' at that time, and neither agreed nor objected. However, His Majesty agreed to the matter of transferring to the Academy, and the holy decree had been announced to the Xiansheng Academy two days ago, which could be regarded as confirming the identity of the younger generations of these Central Holy Dynasty. β
"Is it 'hehe'...... Sure enough, it's the same as I thought!" Meng Siao chuckled, the cold killing intent that had been almost completely materialized, like a volcanic eruption, suddenly dissipated without a trace at this moment, "Okay, anyway, the things that Your Majesty explained before can only be done after the experience begins, and during this time, young master, I will accompany these grandsons from the Central Holy Dynasty to play a good game." β
As he spoke, he gently dusted off his placket, and with a move of his left hand, the signature white paper fan was opened neatly.
"Fifth Young Masterβ"
"Don't be nervous, I'm just going to report to the academy first. Meng Siao smiled at him, "After all, it's already wrong not to go to the opening ceremony, and if I don't sign in for a long time, the old masters in the academy will expel me in anger." β
Meng Fu smiled bitterly, he knew the temperament of this fifth young master too well.
Although his cultivation, combat power and style of handling things seem to have changed a little, in his bones, he is still the same "if people don't mess with me, I will mess with people". Now, someone actually pried the corner of the wall and pried it on his head, if this fifth young master could endure it, he would not be called Meng Siao.
"I hope you don't make too much trouble, after all, the Central Holy Dynasty is not too one, even if that Tianwu Pavilion Master wants to help again, I'm afraid he won't be able to find a reason." Meng Fu obviously already knew about the qiΔ that happened on the last night of the spring hunt, and of course, the version of the story must be the one Meng Wushao made up.
He looked at Meng Siao's departing back, shook his head with a wry smile, and didn't understand why he had just told the marriage about it. After all, in addition to the representatives of those families in the Central Holy Dynasty, in the entire Dali Dynasty, only the Holy Ming Emperor Liu Xuanzong, the Emperor Feng Yuanqing, and the Four Great Princes knew about this matter.
"Perhaps, at that moment, the Fifth Young Master's temperament shook my heart......" He shook his head and looked at the courtyard that had become a ruin, "That 'Long Aotian' doesn't know what kind of technique the Fifth Young Master has taught, and the power has even been completely broken by the Little Five Elements Array." The current Fifth Young Master, in addition to his words and deeds, is simply a copy of the eldest young master before his disappearance! Sure enough, they are two brothers of the same mother, and they have the same blood flowing in their bodies......
Just when Meng Fu recruited his subordinates to clean up the ruins in the courtyard, Meng Wushao had already ridden the four-winged Flying Tiger and came to the Xiansheng Academy located on the edge of the Hanlin Courtyard in the Forbidden Imperial City.
This academy, it is said that it was also built by a Confucian sage, preaching and teaching in the Dali Dynasty, and was named the "Guofu Academy" by the king of the Dali Kingdom, which is more lofty than the Taixue School founded by the Dali Guozijian, and is not subject to any governance, even if it is a holy order, it can be dismissed.
However, since the founding of Dali, the Xiansheng Academy has not really rejected the emperor's order and not given face to the Dali emperor. Of course, there will not be any generation of emperors who have enough to go to the trouble of the Xiansheng Academy.
This academy, which was built on the edge of the Hanlin Academy and is only separated by a palace wall from the Hanlin Academy, can be said to be a holy place in the hearts of all scholars in the entire Dali Academy.
Of course, the idea of this "holy land" does not include the children of the "Three Kings, Four Princes, Five Lords and Nine Families", because if they do not worship the Fangwai Sect, they must complete ten years of study in the Xiansheng Academy and be recognized by the old masters in the academy before they can graduate from the academy.
However, if you want to enter the court as an official, you still have to be like the students of other academies, participate in the scientific examination, the three hall examinations, and finally answer the Golden Palace, and the Holy Imperial Review.
It's just that the students of Xiansheng Academy are directly enrolled as children, and they are exempted from having to take the child exam.
In the past, this academy built in the courtyard of the deep palace was the last place that the gentlemen wanted to come. The "heroic righteousness" of Confucianism has far more stringent requirements for qualifications than those of ordinary monks. After all, wanting to create a new power comparable to spiritual power in the environment of the end of the Dharma era is definitely something that only demons can do.
Today, though, seems a little unusual.
When Meng Siao walked into the palace where the Xiansheng Academy was located, he found that the academy, which was originally somewhat lively, was extremely deserted today. Not only didn't any of the gentlemen come, but even the famous nerds weren't there.
This was really the first time he had ever been admitted to the Sacred Academy.
"Master Cen, is the academy on holiday today, why can't anyone see it?" Meng Siao went straight to the place where he was pointed, and saw that the old master Cen Can, who never left the book, was lowering his head as always, and his fingers were flipping through a book that looked like a biography style page by page.
Don't look like a rotten Confucian, a nerd, and a powerless dragon clock, Meng Siao knows that if this old guy really starts a surge, I'm afraid that it will take the three major Jiedan realm powerhouses in the imperial city to join forces to restrain him.
In terms of cultivation in "Haoran Righteousness", this old man is the hidden boss in the Xiansheng Academy. I don't know why he didn't practice the good orthodox exercises now that the aura of heaven and earth is so abundant, but he practiced the Confucian qi cultivation method to the point of madness.
You must know that all the students of the academy, even those nerds, are also practicing orthodox exercises, refining spiritual power, and improving their cultivation realm on weekdays. The Qi cultivation method taught in the academy is only an aid, and no one really treats this inefficient and imperfect method as the main exercise to practice.
Master Cen, who was looking down at the book and reading with relish, heard the question, raised his eyelids, and saw that it was Meng Wushao, who had not come for several days, and the expression on his face did not change, just pushed the book next to him, and said lightly: "Today, the academy will have classes as usual, but everyone has skipped class." No one came to do anything, and the other masters were happy to be idle, and they all went to do their own learning. β
"Skipping class en masse?" Meng Siao couldn't help but sigh while signing his name on the order book, "These guys have taken the wrong medicine, this is the rhythm of rebellion." Master Cen, if I were you, I would definitely go directly to a moral article and smoke this group of bold 'truants' to death. β
Master Cen smiled, didn't answer, saw that he had signed, waved his hand and said, "You can go back too, anyway, the other masters are also busy." Today, it should be regarded as the day before you re-apply. β
"Then let me ask more, Master Cen, do you always know what these guys are doing by skipping school?" Meng Siao asked.
Master Cen thought for a while, nodded and said, "It seems that because of the relationship between the transfer students, they made an appointment to go to a place to fight." It should be the 'Wenqu Pavilion' in the inner city, after all, in addition to the academy and Taixue, there are enough 'Haoran righteousness' for them to fight poetry. Otherwise, with the qi-raising method of your little guys, if you want to destroy the enemy with poetry and writing, I think it will be hanging in another twenty or thirty years!"