Three days later, Confucianism, secluded wooden house. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Today, Bu Dongwu is dressed in a scholar's gray cloth robe, a gray robe, and a hair crown, which is the most common dress of a scholar.

At this moment, he was sitting upright at the stone table. Holding a brush in his right hand and a book in his left hand, the brush is dipped in ink, and he concentrates on copying the poems in the book.

It can be seen that the font of Bu Dongwu is magnificent, and every stroke falls, just like a dragon flying into the sky, and the pen is extremely smooth. At the same time, it is thick and thin, and every stroke is completed without any mistakes and without a trace of alteration.

Looking down closely, Bu Wuwu copying the poems of the ancients like this is also not an ordinary copying, but refining talent and cultivation.

There is a dragon in the pen, and the pen is brilliant. Every time the tip of the pen falls, outlines a horizontal, depicts a vertical, and forms a word, there will be a pale golden wisp of air at a glance.

These words seem to be the golden silk spit out by the golden silkworm, and the golden light flashes, and each of the words formed is like being stained with gold dust.

Look at the top of Bu Dongwu's head, three inches above his hair, and there is a flash of talent. In front of the naked eye, such as the Wolong entrenched, half a foot high, is divided into six sections, which is the six grades of the scribe.

After returning from the Astronomy Academy, Bu Wuwu has always maintained this posture, writing books and cultivating to temper his talents.

"Childe, I've been ready early. How about you eat first and then continue your cultivation?"

Suddenly, a crisp woman's voice sounded, the voice was delicate, like a yellow parrot's cry. Hearing the prestige, the woman is Meng Zi'er.

At this moment, Meng Zi'er's purple fragrant hair was draped around her waist, like a silver waterfall. Wearing a purple floral skirt wrapped around her little ankles, she was holding the breakfast she had made with her own hands, walking gently, dignified and virtuous.

It's not high-end early, it's just ordinary rice porridge, but it's extremely exquisite, exuding a faint rice fragrance, which makes people look at it.

It turned out that in the end, Bu used force to dissuade him repeatedly, and Meng Zi'er would definitely be implicated if she stayed by his side, and strongly asked her to leave.

But Meng Zi'er's heart to repay her gratitude was really strong, no matter how Bu Wuwu persuaded her, she refused to leave, and to no avail, Bu Wuwu had to promise her to stay by her side.

"Dream girl, although Bu is kind to you, but you keep your promise so much, Bu also admires it. Since you and I are the same age, then direct friends are commensurate, and there is no need to be so restrained. ”

The gas went out, the pen stopped, and after tasting the breakfast made by Meng Zi'er, Bu Wuwu still specially emphasized that the other party did not need to be restrained.

Although Bu Wuwu promised to let Meng Zi'er stay by his side, as a scholar, he did not have the temper of those noble sons and young masters, and would scold and overlord his subordinates and servants.

On the contrary, he has good thoughts and treats everyone equally, and there is no hierarchy. let Meng Zi'er stay by her side, and she didn't intend to treat her as a maid or a subordinate, but as a Taoist friend.

In this matter, in Peach Blossom Town, the iron-clad relationship between Bu Dongwu and the scholar can be seen.

"The son is kind-hearted and easy-going, which is really admirable, but Meng'er can't be divided between master and servant, and he messes up the routine. Childe spent a lot of money to bury Meng'er's father, and now he is naturally the owner of Meng'er, Meng'er is a maid who is willing to be a son, and there is no complaint. ”

However, Meng Zi'er still rejected Bu Wuwu's suggestion, and even expressed her willingness to be a maid.

This girl looked at the little jasper, which was pitiful, but she didn't expect her position to be so firm. ”

Seeing Meng Zi'er insisting on expressing her position like this, Bu Wuwu knew that it was useless to persuade him.

In the end, he only shook his head and showed a smile that he couldn't do anything: "In that case, how about I call you Meng'er in the future, and you call me young master?"

couldn't resist Meng Zi'er's insistence, and Bu Wuwu had no choice but to follow her. Since the dream girl doesn't mind being a maid who uses force, she naturally doesn't force it too much.

However, the girl in front of her must also have many secrets. ”

After drinking the rice porridge in the bowl, Bu Wuwu suddenly took a deep look at Meng Zi'er.

Just after these three days of getting along, Bu Wuwu found that Meng Zi'er was definitely not born ordinary. In every gesture, she has the shadow of a noble daughter, with light steps and elegant conversation.

Just like fifteen years of martial arts windows, when you raise your hands and feet, you will unconsciously exude the temperament of a reader, which is an instinctive habit out of the body.

The martial arts are subtle, and based on this alone, it can be concluded that the origin of Meng Zi'er is by no means simple. And don't forget, that day in the Astronomy Academy, she stepped on the sword and flew low to Bu Wu's side.

The art of the sword, which can be used as a substitute for transportation, is a sign of the strength of a strong person in the martial spirit realm. In other words, Meng Zi'er will be similar to Bu Wuwu next year, but her strength is a whole realm higher than it.

All these signs indicate that the other party's origin is definitely not simple. However, Bu Wuwu did not intend to inquire too deeply, he believed that if the other party did not tell his origin, there must be something unspeakable.

And everyone will hide their secrets in their hearts, just like the strange picture of the blue planet that often comes to Bu Wu's mind. He also didn't tell anyone about the secret.

......

"Meng'er, haven't Master and Senior Brother come back yet?"

If the other party wants to say it, they will naturally take the initiative to say it. Bu Wuwu did not force it, and changed the sentence in time to divert the topic elsewhere.

"I haven't returned yet!" Meng Zi'er replied softly.

"Haven't come back yet?"

In the past three days, Bu Wuwu has been concentrating on cultivation and has not paid much attention to the outside world. Hearing that the old dean and the senior brother had not returned, his face couldn't help but show a trace of doubt.

It has been half a month since the old dean and the two left the Confucian Sect. Coupled with the fact that a few days ago, Bu mobilized to make a big disturbance in the Astronomy Academy, causing such a big movement, presumably the news of the royal family's rebellion had already spread throughout the entire Southeast Empire.

At such a moment, the old dean and Ru Qingfeng have not returned, which is inevitably worrying.

"Senior Brother is at a critical moment of breaking through the Martial King, it is not difficult to understand that he has not returned, but why has Master not returned for a long time?"

"Could it be that Master is in trouble in the Southeast Empire?"

Bu Wuwu knew what some old deans were going to do when they left Confucianism a few days ago and went to the Southeast Empire. I heard that it was to meet the emperor in person, discuss and discuss the civil official assessment of the Southeast Empire, and the selection of Hanlin.

It's just that this has been gone for half a month, which inevitably makes people worry.

......

"Senior Brother Bu, someone outside the door wants to visit you. ”

Just when Bu Dongwu had a trace of worry in his heart, he happened to see the same door Liutang not far away suddenly running over, with joy on his face.

"Senior Brother Liutang, who is coming to visit me?"

Now that he is using force to break the rebellion in Wang Teng's poem, on the surface it seems to be talented and sees through the conspiracy. But in fact, now in the hearts of everyone, the image of Bu is completely a plague god and a disaster star.

Don't even think about it, now that Bu Wuwu dares to say that the royal family wants to rebel, he will definitely be attacked by the royal family's iron-blooded crusade, and the consequences will be extremely miserable. Everyone was afraid of being involved in the use of force and of being implicated.

It's too late to hide, so how can anyone take the initiative to come to him?

This is also why Confucianism will be so calm during these three days. Because everyone knows that Bu has completely offended the royal family, and its end has been settled.

"Senior Brother Bu, the visitor claimed to be surnamed Long, and he came to the imperial family, saying that he was here to help you deal with the royal family!" Liu Tang did not sell Guan Zi, and told everything he knew.

Liu Tang also knew that Bu Wuwu was in big trouble, so he naturally hoped that Bu Wuwu could tide over the difficulties, and now he was naturally happy to have someone from the royal family to help Bu Wuwu.

"A royal visitor?"

Hearing that the visitor was coming to the royal family, Bu Wuwu was also shocked and surprised.

However, he was not too shocked, the royal family wanted to rebel, and the first one to be angry was naturally the current royal family. The courtiers rebelled, how can the king of a country not be angry?

"It seems that the royal family also knows that the royal family is going to rebel, and has already begun to act......" Bu Wuwu whispered in his heart, breaking the visitor's intention with one word, and then strode towards the Confucian gate.

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