The old gentleman's family was crowded, and he looked at it and felt that he could squeeze out Xiang! The disciples of the sect filled his room, and if he squeezed in again, it was estimated that Xiang would be squeezed clean. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

And the boy still insisted on squeezing in and asking for teaching.

The old gentleman was a bunker figure, and he looked down on the group of bronze scum below, and he never let his words be more tactful, and his face was gentle.

But the young man stood and waited on his left and right, asking questions, asking for reason, leaning down, and asking for advice with his ears sideways; sometimes when he reprimanded him loudly, the young man's expression was more deferential, and his manners were more thoughtful, and he did not dare to reply with a word; when he was happy, he went to ask for advice. So although the boy is stupid, he eventually gains knowledge.

......

Gradually, the young man studied hard and diligently, and he was already full of wealth, and he also reached the age of a weak crown.

But the fate is uncertain, and the future is bleak.

He walked in the vast mountains, he wandered in the rapids of the rivers, he stayed on the earth, he looked up at the starry sky......

The young man has gone all the way and studied all the way, and his family is already poor, and he is entangled with little, and it is difficult to realize his mind.

During the study period, it is difficult to describe the nerves and brains in order to entangle.

When I was poor, I went to a tavern and said to the boss, I will write poems for everyone, you can reward me with a little wine.

The boss said, you can take this wine, don't write poems in my tavern!

The boy slipped away and walked away with the flask.

It was the Mid-Autumn Festival, a lively and extraordinary scene, and the long street was jubilant. However, the boy was alone, extremely lonely and lonely.

He went out among the flowers, the flowers bloomed, the moon fell on him, and the shadows stretched so long and long!

This situation and this scene are melted into the scene.

The young man had to raise a glass to invite the bright moon, accompanied by the moon and his own shadow, and made this song "Drinking Alone Under the Moon", which later became famous in Cangyuan, and also achieved the name of the teenager's sole drinking, known as "Yan Alone"!

At the age of the weak crown, because of his pursuit of learning, the young man has no fame.

On this day the governor gave a feast to the whole city, and the young man went.

It's just that this time, just like the tavern, he was used to the ridicule and ridicule around him, and walked down the Tengwang Pavilion step by step.

It was hard for everyone to imagine what kind of mood he was in when he walked down the Tengwang Pavilion, just looking at the figure walking down the stairs was heartbreaking, as if a dream had been shattered.

Feng Tang is easy to age, and Li Guang is rarely a marquis.

made Jia Yi suffer grievances and was degraded to Changsha, it was not that there was no monarch without Shengming, so that Liang Hong fled to the Qilu Seashore, isn't it an era of political prosperity?

Thinking of all this, the scenes of more than ten years of studying knowledge are vivid, and the young man feels that although the situation is difficult, he should be more determined in his discipline and must not abandon his ambition.

I was of humble status and was just a scholar. Although he was twenty-one years old like the final army, he had nowhere to ask for the enemy. I envy Zong Wei's heroism of "riding the long wind and breaking thousands of miles", and I also have the ambition to write from Rong. Now I have abandoned my life's fame and traveled thousands of miles to serve my superiors day and night.

When they arrived here, everyone seemed to hear the sigh of the young man who was making the prelude, a deep sigh, which came from the bottom of their hearts!

Ganjiang River, the river rises and rises!

Wenqu Xing shone on the Pavilion of King Teng, generously spreading out the brilliant enthusiasm.

The river below is also gorgeous and abundant. Sparkling, swaying and clear. Reflecting the warm sun, the dazzling bright colors of the river, and a wave illuminated by the sun, people are extremely nostalgic......

The white sails, lazily lying on the river, show all kinds of beautiful postures.

This situation and this scene are very bleak in front of the young man's eyes!

King Teng's high pavilion is near Jiangzhu, and Pei Yuming Luan sings and dances.

The painting building flies to the south of the clouds, and the bead curtain rolls up in the west mountain rain at dusk.

The shadow of Xianyuntan is long, and the stars change a few degrees of autumn.

Where is the emperor in the pavilion now? The Yangtze River is empty and artesian outside the threshold.

The poem is over, and the people are empty!

And at this time, the outside world is also going to explode.

"It's been a thousand years, and there have been no celestial phenomena of martial arts and songs moving in the stars for a thousand years......"

"It hasn't been long since Wuqu Xing moved, and Wenqu Xing moved again so quickly? This is a sign of the rise of the human race's luck!"

"Wen Qu moves, Chu Shengxian is present, Wu Qu moves, the emperor is out! Could it be that someone with the potential to be canonized has appeared?"

The text is moving, and the saint is present. This sentence is that Wenqu Xing sensed that there was a pride of heaven on the continent with the potential to be canonized, so the stars moved!

It is not surprising that those who quote the stars will become saints in the future.

"That place is...... Cangyuan Mansion!"

"That pavilion is...... Tengwang Pavilion?!How can there be a holy light bath?"

"The temple is revealed, go ahead, I want to see what the hell is going on?"

"Wenqu Xingxing, the temple is manifested?hahahaha...... How snorting were the martial artists of Wuqu Xingdong before, and can they still be sneering now?"

"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up and rush to King Teng's Pavilion, this is a scene that has not been encountered in a thousand years!"

“......”

This night, the cultivators of the world did not sleep.

Wuqu Xingxing, Wenqu Xingxing!

This Holy Xuan Continent is even more undercurrent!

When Yu Hui pulled Mu Feixue and ran away, he was watching columns of people flock to Tengwang Pavilion, it was he who wanted to come out inside, and they who wanted to go in outside!

But what made him a little confused was how Mu Feixue's gaze at him had a strange feeling......

If he had known that there had been a scene in everyone's minds, he would have been speechless for a long time, and finally scolded the dog!

I'm so inexplicable!

When did you get a VR for them, and they were serious about not my story!

Equally inexplicable are the Yan Dudu.

Everyone was stunned for a long time in the holy elephant wonder, speechless for a long time, immersed in it.

This situation, this scene, at this time, is this our Tengwang Pavilion?

So beautiful!

This person, this matter, at this moment, is this the Yan Duji?

It's tragic!

And there will be a time to wake up.

Yan Gong suddenly stood up and said: "This is a true genius, he should be immortal!"

"Such a genius, you shouldn't slack off!" Tang Tianhao also said. "We don't recognize his talent, but the Holy Academy and Wenqu Xing do!"

"Such talent, how can you not admit it!" Yan Dudu sighed.

The two suddenly looked at each other and said in unison. "Apologize to Yan Duju!"

Knock knock knock......

A few people hurried downstairs, lest they were half a second too slow.

The bottom floor, the slightest.

The building was already empty, looking at the last line of the inscription, stunned:

Where is the emperor in the pavilion now? The Yangtze River is empty and artesian outside the threshold.

At the place where the payment was made, Yu Hui spoke wildly, which shocked the hearts of the two.

I'm going to the sea to fish for fishing!

But at this moment, Kyogen is no longer Kyogen, which is convincing.

"Sleep?"

On the outskirts of the city, Mu Feixue looked at him with a confused expression.

"That's right!" Yu Hui nodded. "When you're full, you have to get a good night's sleep and digest your stomach. ”

This Nima was still writing about fishing for fish at sea just now, and in a blink of an eye, he ate and fell asleep.