A few days later, Confucianism was quiet, and the Confucian disciples returned to their usual state of mind, studying literature and learning with peace of mind. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThere has never been a rich son from the Astronomical Academy to make trouble, but the old dean and the senior brother have not yet returned.

In front of the thatched house, Bu Dongwu was dressed in simple cloth clothes and sat quietly in front of the stone table. The stone table was flat, with several sheets of white paper on it, as well as books from the ancients.

The white clothes are like snow, a long broken hair is draped over the shoulders, a breeze blows, and the white clothes and broken hair are slightly lifted, revealing a delicate cheek, and the temperament is extremely elegant.

At this moment, Bu Dongwu's mood is like water, and he is holding a brush in his right hand to copy the verses of the "Book of Songs" in the Four Books and Five Classics.

The bamboo pen is dipped in ink, every stroke, every stroke, there is a look. And it's not a simple copy, but a dignified expression.

If you look closely, you can find that the forehead of Bu Wuwu is already covered with beads of sweat, which looks extremely difficult.

Isn't it strange that just holding a pen to copy a text can make you sweat profusely and show such an extremely difficult appearance?

But if the scribe was present and saw the appearance of Bu Wuwu so hard, he would understand the meaning.

Scribes hold pens and copy ancient books, unlike ordinary scholars.

Ordinary talents read and copy books, but they just read from the book and achieved it overnight. However, the scribe is different, the scribe reads and writes, and pays attention to the state of mind, Zen enlightenment, and cultivation.

It can be seen that although Bu Dongwu's face is struggling at this moment, there is a ball of talent emerging at a height of three inches above his head. The talent is big, flickering, like a spark, growing bigger and stronger little by little.

Looking closely, you can see that every time Bu Wuwu drops a stroke, the group of talent qi will shake once, like a tempering, and then burn more violently.

The cultivation of the talent of the cultivators of the Wen Dao is like this. By carving ancient books, calligraphy and paintings, in order to refine talents and enhance strength.

In the past few days, Bu Wuwu has maintained this posture, concentrating on carving the words and sentences in the "Book of Songs", the purpose is to temper his talent.

Obviously, although Bu Wuwu is now a scribe of the sixth grade, his true control of talent is less than a week. The purpose of doing this is to accumulate talent and master one's own control ability.

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"Senior Brother Bu, something is wrong, Young Master Qin, who came to make trouble a few days ago......"

I didn't bother for a few days, and I was at ease to temper my talents, and suddenly I saw Liu Tang coming from afar in a hurry, with an exaggerated expression.

"Senior Brother Bu, what's wrong with you?!"

Liu Tang rushed to Bu Wuwu's grass hut with a panicked face, and was about to open his mouth to tell Bu Wuwu what had happened.

But when he rushed in front of Bu Wuwu, the mouth that had been opened suddenly couldn't make a sound, but instead looked at Bu Wuwu in front of him with a shocked face.

In an instant, a strange thought popped up in my heart: "Why do I feel that Senior Brother Bu is obviously sitting here, but I can't feel his existence, like a phantom, as if it is integrated with the surrounding environment?"

The panic on Liu Tang's face was replaced by a hint of shock, and he stared at the cloth in front of him with straight eyes.

With this staring, I suddenly found that the appearance and clothing of the new junior brother in front of me had not changed, and it seemed to be changing every day, which brought surprise.

"Senior Brother Liu Tang, what happened to make you so flustered?" In the end, it was Bu Xian who woke up Liu Tang and opened his mouth to ask, but he still remained calm.

"Senior Brother Bu, something is wrong, the young master surnamed Qin is dead!" was awakened by Bu Wuwu, Liu Tang remembered what was going on, and opened his mouth to explain the reason for the panic.

"It was a few days ago that Young Master Qin, who came to make trouble, died, and now many people think that you killed him!"

"You mean that a few days ago, the young master Qin who came to the Confucian Sect to make trouble died?"

Hearing Liu Tang's explanation, Bu Dongwu understood what he meant, and a trace of surprise appeared on his face.

"I obviously let them go that day, and I didn't kill them, how could I kill them?"

After listening to Liu Tang's explanation, although Bu Wuwu also thought about leaving all the people who made trouble behind that day. But in the end, considering the reputation of Confucianism and kindness, he let those people go, and there were many people present at that time.

Now that he is told, many people suspect that he killed him, which makes him wonder.

"Planting blame?"

In an instant, such a word appeared in the sea where the force was deployed, and someone was framing him.

"Senior Brother Bu, although our Confucian disciples know that you are innocent, but now the entire Astronomy Academy is determined that you killed the young master of the Qin clan. ”

"It is also said that the family surnamed Qin, as well as the people from the Astronomical Academy, will soon come to you to ask for guilt. Now that the old dean and the senior brother have not returned, if they send the elders, you will definitely be in danger......"

"In my opinion, you must not stay for long now in Confucianism. Otherwise, it will be extremely dangerous for them to find it!" Liu Tang was full of worries about Bu Wuwu, and wanted to persuade Bu Wuwu to hide for the time being.

"Did someone from the royal family do it?"

In the face of Liu Tang's worries, Bu Wuwu was thinking about another thing in his heart at the moment. He wondered who was to blame him, who was going to harm him.

Leaving Bufu and coming to Wushuang City to learn art, Bu Wuwu kept a low profile all the way, and did not cause trouble, let alone offend anyone.

The only one who has hatred with him, or has a grudge with Bufu, is Wang Teng, the royal family he met in front of the Astronomical Academy that day.

"Senior Brother Bu, time is pressing, you hurry up and hide. Waiting for the senior brother and the old dean to come back, you will reappear!"

With a worried face, he urged Bu to leave the Confucian Sect quickly and find a safe place to hide.

"Senior brother, I can't leave!"

"The Astronomical Academy and the Qin clan are clearly coming for me, and now the senior brother and master are not there. If I had been hiding at this time, those people would have attacked Confucianism. ”

"Although I have not been in Confucianism for a few days, I am fortunate to be loved by my master and have learned to control my talents. It can be said that Confucianism and I are already one, how can I watch Confucianism suffer calamity because I am afraid of death?"

Although Bu Wuwu is young, he has read the sage documents for so many years, and his character and personality are by no means greedy for life and afraid of death. resolutely refused to leave and swore to stay in Confucianism.

As Bu Wuwu said, he only entered Confucianism for a few days. But just these few days have allowed him to study hard for fifteen years, and the knowledge he has learned has been truly excavated.

It is even more to meet a big brother like Ru Qingfeng and a big man like the old dean. Confucian Qingfeng has the grace of knowing him, and the old dean has the grace of solving his doubts.

Bu Wuwu can be sure that once in Peach Blossom Town, the oath he made that was ridiculed by countless people was the starting point of "carrying the Tao with words and shocking the world" here.

For the Confucian sect who has such an important position in his heart, he will leave if he moves to save his life. In the future, what face will face Confucianism, and what face will be there to claim to be a scholar?

"Senior brother, I won't run away, let alone let the Confucian sect suffer calamity!"

Liu Tang informed Bu that his situation was extremely dangerous, but Bu Wuwu once again explicitly rejected his suggestion, and at the same time, his body suddenly stood up.

"Senior Brother Bu, now is not the time to be rash. Confucianism was founded by the old dean, and presumably the people of the Astronomical Academy would not dare to come to ......."

Hearing that Bu Wuwu refused to hide, although Liu Tang admired Bu Wuwu for having such an awareness at the age of fifteen, he thought that it was unwise for Bu Wuwu to do this.

Seeing Bu Wuwu suddenly get up, he asked anxiously, "Senior Brother Bu, where are you going?"

"Astronomy Academy!"

"What? Senior Brother Bu, aren't you going to the Astronomy Academy now to fall into the net? you can't go to ......?"

Hearing that Bu Dongwu said that he was going to the Astronomy Academy, Liu Tang's expression was even more panicked, and he hurriedly ran forward to stop him.

"Senior Brother Liutang, you don't have to stop Senior Brother. Anyway, they're looking for me everywhere, so it's better for me to show up. ”

"First, I can avoid the impact of Confucianism, and second, I want to see who is framing me. I didn't believe that the group of people had any evidence that I had killed them. ”

At this moment, Bu Dongwu stood upright, his eyes were firm, and there was no trace of panic in his heart. Because he knew that he was innocent and was framed.

He is innocent, clear as a mirror, and he has not done anything unfortunate, so what is there to fear in his heart?

Bu Wuwu firmly believes that this dignified astronomy academy does not dare to frame Bu Wuwu in front of everyone.

It is not difficult to imagine that if such a rumor of framing students is spread out in the century-old school, the empire itself will suffer a devastating blow.

And often, sometimes, like academies and universities, they will value reputation more than anything else......

ps: Today is 520, I wish all brothers a successful confession!