Walking out of the door, Zuo Yulong and Zuo Yuting, who were dressed in white, were already waiting excitedly.

Being able to go with his shopkeeper and proprietress to participate in the Jade Epiphany Cultural Meeting, such things are exciting to think about.

Knowing that when Han Muye took them to the cultural meeting, the brother and sister didn't sleep well all night.

Even Zuo Lin didn't sleep much.

Sitting in the carriage, Zuo Linle, who was wearing brand new clothes, flicked his long whip, and the frame was gone.

On the side of the avenue, Shao Datian scratched his head and turned his head to look at Cuicui beside him.

"Cuicui, when our child grows up, let him go to school."

"I think it looks good in that robe."

Shao Datian danced his arms, imagining that he was waving his big sleeves.

Cuicui watched Shao Datian's movements, and thought that if Shao Datian wore that robe, revealing a tiger's head, she couldn't help laughing.

The two laughed and went back to their shop.

Han Muye and Mu Wan asked them if they would go to the Wenhui, but they all refused.

Cuicui felt that she was completely unqualified to participate in that kind of literary meeting, and as for Shao Datian, if he was asked to sit with those students, he would feel uncomfortable.

"Brother Daejeon, my wife asked me to bring some medicine to protect the fetus." Bao Mingcheng, who was carrying the medicine bag, walked to the front of the small shop and turned his head to look at the closed Danyuan Pavilion.

Sure enough, this family went to the cultural meeting.

In the small shop in the southern wilderness, Shao Datian and Cuicui happily came out to receive them.

The carriage was running fast, and Mu Wan, who lifted the curtain, saw the scenery on both sides changing rapidly.

The vertical and horizontal avenues in the imperial city have always been extremely wide, and the frames are not contradictory.

Looking at the Imperial City at this time, it is no longer the same as when it first came.

Zuo Lin, who was driving in front, turned his head to look at the children around him, with a smile on his face.

At the beginning, he drove a car and led his son on a trip around the city, and everything changed in his life.

The frame moved forward, and there were more and more people on both sides of the avenue.

Those scholars and students in big-sleeved robes were talking loudly.

They were in high spirits and emotional, as if they were the ones who were attending the meeting today.

Indeed, today is a great event for Confucianism and Taoism, and it is a good day for their Confucian and Taoist practitioners.

Today, it belongs to them.

Zuo Lin doesn't remember, the last time he saw the Confucian students in the city so excited, how many years ago?

The carriage moved forward, slowing down.

Because there are too many scholars and students out of the city, the avenue has been blocked.

On the road, those frames will also slow down, in parallel with these students.

"Hey, that seems to be the frame of the Great Confucian, should we dedicate a poem to see if the Great Confucian will notice?" One of the students on the side of the road stretched out his hand to a carriage and whispered.

"It's not good...... Leaving the tree and leaving the chicks, waiting for me to return late, what does Mr. think of my poem? ”

", don't talk about martial arts, sir—I also have poetry—"

In the chaos, someone held the book and stuffed it into the hands of Zuo Yuting and Zuo Yulong, who were sitting by the frame.

I didn't understand who sent it, but they were already holding a stack of books in their hands.

The brother and sister looked at each other, at a loss.

"Bring it to me." Han Muye, who was in the carriage, spoke softly.

The two siblings hurriedly handed the book to Han Muye.

"Hey, if I hadn't met Childe and Miss, I'm afraid I wouldn't be as good as them......" Zuo Yulong turned his head to look at the students beside the road and spoke softly.

He Zuo Yulong is just a little talented, and he is listening to it in the Imperial City Academy.

There are countless people like him in the entire imperial city.

Why is he better than others?

On the side of the road, I saw the two brothers and sisters handing the books into the carriage, and they hurriedly delivered them again.

The two siblings didn't dare to pick it up at this time, and they both shrank their hands.

"Zuo Yulong!"

"Jade Dragon, it's me!"

"Last time I audited the class, I sat next to Murong Hui!" On the frame next door, someone shouted.

Zuo Yulong turned his head to see that it was a little fat man.

Murong retreated back into the carriage and turned his head to look at the old man sitting in front of him.

"Dean, this Zuo Yulong is said to have a Confucian and Taoist overhaul behind it, it is better to hand over your books to him for forwarding, you can rest assured, Yulong is my brother."

The little fat man patted his chest.

Qiu Chuqi, who was sitting upright, hesitated for a moment, nodded, and carefully took out a handwritten book from his sleeve.

The little fat man reached out and grabbed it, and leaned out half of his body from the carriage.

"Brother Yulong, show this book to Mr., and I'll ask you when I get back—"

Murong retreat winked at Zuo Yulong.

Zuo Yulong was a little embarrassed, but he still reached out and took the book.

"Childe, this ......"

He knew that with the power of his own shopkeeper, he could understand everything.

In the carriage, Han Muye said, "Bring it." ”

Seeing Zuo Yulong send the book in, Murong Hui showed joy on his face, turned around and shouted: "It's done!" ”

Qiu Chuqi nodded.

In fact, with his cultivation and reputation in charge of a side academy, it is not that he does not know Confucianism and Taoism.

Even in the Imperial City Academy, there are some familiar ones.

It's just not the same today.

The Confucian who can participate in the Wenhui today is really the top person in the world.

If you can get the guidance of such a person, you may still have a chance to break through to the Confucianism and Taoism master.

And once he becomes a Confucianism and Taoism master, the world in front of him is suddenly different.

Unconsciously, Qiu Chuqi's unfazed mood was actually a little nervous.

He turned his head to look at the happy little fat man in front of him.

This guy spent 20,000 spirit stones to buy an invitation, pretending to be 100,000 yuan to earn his favor.

And then he came with a dead face.

Originally, I brought him here for the sake of the invitation, but now look at it, maybe this kid is not so unlearned?

I just don't know how the Confucianists and Taoists in the opposite carriage will feel when they see their books?

At this time, Han Muye had already flipped through the pile of books in front of him.

Some pens walk dragon snakes, dragons fly and phoenixes dance, and ghosts draw symbols in general.

Some of them have beautiful handwriting, piled up words, and have no emotion.

And some of the bullshit doesn't make sense.

Of course, there are one or two of them that can be seen beyond the eye.

He wrote some handwriting on the good-looking ones with an ink pen and folded them.

Flipping through the book that Murong returned to him, Han Muye's eyes lit up.

The handwriting is strong, and there is something to say at the beginning.

"The world is big, the stars are splendid, and the mountains are ...... green"

After reading the whole article, Han Muye smiled, took out a piece of thin paper, and put a pen on it.

When he finishes writing, he clips tissue paper in a booklet and hands it out.

Zuo Yulong hurriedly took it.

"Brother Murong—"

Zuo Yulong shouted, causing the surrounding scholars and students to turn their heads.

The curtain of the car over there was lifted, and Murong retreated, who had a surprised face, poked his head out.

"My son-in-law has already seen it." Zuo Yulong handed the book back.

For a moment, everyone stared at the book, eager to open it to see what annotations were on it.

Murong Hui took the book, nodded at Zuo Yulong, and returned to the carriage with a smile.

"Hey, you still have to have a way, otherwise who will give you a note." On the side of the road, someone muttered in frustration.

Not far away, someone looked at the frame and frowned.

"This seems to be the brother and sister of the Zuo family? Remember that they ran away from the marriage contract of the Ma family, and now they are developed? The scholar in the gray Confucian robe had a twinkling gaze and a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"What does the daughter of the Zuo family seem to be called? It's okay to look, but the background is too low. As he spoke, the scholar walked briskly forward a few steps to the frame.

"Uncle Zuo, I'm Bai Tao, Bai Tao of the Bai family in the alley."

Zuo Lin, who was driving wholeheartedly, turned his head, was stunned, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be Bai Dashao." ”

I can't even sit on the frame.

There are actually many such rich and noble families in the city.

For example, Zuolin's family can only rent other people's houses, more.

Hearing Zuo Lin call himself, Bai Tao showed joy on his face and took out a book.

"Sister Zuo, please help me transfer it to Mr."

Zuo Yuting looked at her father and brother in embarrassment, groaned, and finally took it.

Then someone next to him handed over a few more copies.

Books were sent into the carriage, but they sank like a stone into the sea.

Bai Tao walked briskly with the frame, and after a while, his face became gloomy.

"Phew, what a Confucian, maybe it's a liar." He let out a low curse and stopped with some gasp.

"What kind of masters can the brothers and sisters of the Zuo family climb? It's a shame that I have a book. He muttered, took another copy from his sleeve, and turned to the other carriage.

"Hum—"

At this moment, in the carriage parallel to Han Muye's frame, a golden spiritual light rose into the sky.

Great Confucianism enlightenment breakthrough!

On both sides of the avenue, countless scholars and students looked at this long-lasting aura and their eyes widened.

Enlightenment and breakthrough, is it because of that commentary?

Truly.

In the carriage, Murong retreated in a corner at this time, his face full of surprise.

"Good girl, this is the dean, this is a breakthrough? I've made a lot of money from this favor......"

Qiu Chuqi in front of him was holding a piece of tissue paper in his hand, muttering in his mouth, cultivating to break through without realizing it.

"Life is not only about what is in front of you, but also about poetry and distance."

"The world is so big, you should go and see it."

"Poetry and distance, should be seen, should be seen......"

On both sides of the carriage, dozens of students surrounded the past, wanting to be contaminated with some luck of Confucian breakthroughs.

Countless people looked up at the frame, their faces both envious and excited.

Those students clenched their fists, and seemed more excited than they were to break through.

Without him, push others and yourself.

People can break through after getting the approval of Confucianism, and of course they can.

In the distance, on the big river outside the city, by the river, and on the avenue, almost everyone looked up to see this golden pillar of light slowly dissipate.

The jubilation on the avenue was like seeing a great grandmaster break through.

This is a breakthrough that I have seen under the witness of countless eyes, and I have really seen someone break through because of the Wenhui.

In such a grand event, will the next breakthrough be yourself?

The divine light converged, the qi and blood all over his body and Haoran Qi were one, and Qiu Chuqi's face looked much younger.

Turning his head, he looked at Murong Hui with a gentle expression, and said softly, "Murong boy, thank you very much." ”

With his words, Murong retreat trembled, and his eyes were full of tears.

Qiu Chuqi was slightly stunned, and was about to ask, only to hear Murong Hui mutter: "Dean, since I entered the academy, you have either beaten or scolded, or my father donated two large courtyards to the academy, and you haven't spoken to me like this......

Murong retreated into tears and sobbed: "Dean, I also want to be a good student!" ”

Who wouldn't want to be a good student?

Who doesn't have poetry and distance in their hearts?

Isn't that what the world is taught about!

Qiu Chuqi only felt a tremor in his heart, and the aura of the avenue that was constricted all over his body could not be contained.

The aura that had dissipated in the sky reappeared.

The golden pillar of light was even more magnificent than ever.

In the pillar of light, there was also a faint purple qi.

Enlightenment again!

Enlightenment twice in a row, the divine light suddenly appeared, and it can be seen for hundreds of miles!

At this moment, the students around the avenue, as well as the Confucian and Taoist powers sitting in the middle of the frame, all looked in the direction of Qiu Chuqi's frame in surprise.

The continuous enlightenment that can only be found in legends is actually seen today!

Could it be that Confucianism and Taoism are about to flourish?

"Hey, who is this person who can continue to enlighten the Dao?" An old voice came from the frame ahead.

The old man in the black robe stared for a moment, and his eyes showed a different color.

"Enlightenment by commenting?"

"Could it be that I was really agitated by the grand event, coupled with annotations, and then understood?"

The old man groaned for a moment and said, "Chen Shi, I'll take a few handwritten notes." ”

Hearing his words, the white-robed young man sitting in front of the frame was stunned.

However, the young man's face turned to show joy, looked at both sides of the avenue, and said loudly: "Mr. Chen Yi wants to collect a few handwritten books to see, and if you can get them, you can send them." ”

Chen Yi!

The young man's voice fell, and there was an exclamation of surprise around him.

"It's the one who is rigorous in his studies and the first strict teacher of the Imperial City Academy!"

"Mr. Chen Yi, the great Confucian of the world, the great grandmaster!"

"I, my manuscript, I don't dare to show my hand......"

In the midst of the turmoil, many people still took out the manuscript and sent it with trepidation.

A young man named Chen Shi received the manuscript and sent it to the carriage.

This scene made the people around him even more excited and curious.

Someone in the back broke through due to the annotation, and he also realized the Tao twice in a row, so Mr. Chen Yi's annotation, will anyone be enlightened?

Although I know that such a thing as enlightenment is unattainable, in the end, everyone hopes that miracles will happen a few more times.

With Chen Yi's receipt, many other frames also spoke.

For a while, the originally crowded avenue became even more noisy.

Before the Jade Epiphany Cultural Festival began, everyone's enthusiasm seemed to have reached its peak.

In the carriage, Han Muye's face was also slightly different.

Two enlightenments, can such a strange thing happen?

It seems that the Confucian and Taoist monk named Qiu Chuqi is indeed well-rooted, and he is only one opportunity away.

He chuckled and looked at the books in front of him that had already been annotated.

After thinking about it, he reopened the book and put pen to paper.

"Good poems, it can be seen that the author has something in his chest, but Ling Feiyun moves the mountains and rivers, can this be changed to the end?"

"This sentence is rigorous, not losing its agility, and the author has a heart."

"Consider the words and sentences, and make a big deal clear."

"The article is splendid and charming, and it can be created."

"Boy, if you have a dream, go chase it!"

"My Guanjun's poetry has the demeanor of a general, and he will become atmospheric one day."

"Wuhu, take off."

……

It's just a lump of Xiang, it also has the ability to fertilize the field, doesn't it?

Looking at these poems and articles at this time, Han Muye's senses were different.

All kinds of beautiful words flowed in the tip of the pen, and those originally mediocre poems and phrases were modified with some modifications, and then some marks and praises, which suddenly seemed to be sublimated.

It is the messy handwriting of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing, with the correct pen and ink embellishment, which also seems interesting.

"Breakthrough!"

"Mr. Chen Yi pointed out, a student had an epiphany, broke through to the non-commissioned officer on the spot, soared into the sky, and jumped into the dragon gate!"

"Mr. Chen Yi, seriously, really, really amazing."

Outside the carriage, there was jubilation.

On the avenue, exclamations and roars are intertwined.

Qiu Chuqi broke through before, it was a grandmaster, and the pillar of light was shining, but it was quite far away from ordinary Confucian and Taoist cultivators.

But at this time, it was an opportunity that everyone really felt and might have themselves.

Not far from him, the person who was holding a few pieces of tissue paper in his hand, trembling all over, and the golden aura on his body would be the next self.

"Student, student Su Qier, thank you Teacher Chen for your advice." The newly promoted Confucian Taoist Jinshi stepped forward excitedly and bowed in front of Chen Yi's frame.

The grace of guidance, a word teacher is a teacher.

A smile appeared on Chen Shi's face on the frame.

His grandfather really deserves to be a great Confucian of the Imperial City Academy, and with a book of guidance, he can create a non-commissioned officer.

With such means, how many people can do it all over the street?

"Well, you are a diligent learner, and the old man has accepted this gift."

"I'll follow by the frame, and the old man will take you to Xianzhou."

Chen Yi's voice came out, causing Su Qier and the people around him to widen their eyes.

Receiving a salute is to recognize this teacher-student relationship, and in the future, Su Qier can also call himself a disciple of Chen Yi.

And following Shang Xianzhou not only confirmed this relationship, but also gave Su Qier the opportunity to face Confucianism.

This is the treatment that only a disciple can have!

is Chen Shi, who is a little envious of the middle-aged in front of him.

"Disciple, disciple, thank you Master Chen." Su Qier bowed down again excitedly, looked at the somewhat shabby robe on his body, a trace of swelling flashed on his face, and strode behind the frame.

There were too many scholars around Chen Yina's frame, which made the road a little congested, and the frame behind him was a little slower.

For the students, they can't wait for these frames to stop and slowly annotate their articles.

At this time, Han Muye handed over the annotated article: "Give it back to them." ”

Zuo Yulong and Zuo Yuting hurriedly took it.

As far as the eye can see, almost every book is full of annotations drawn in red ink pencils.

My son-in-law really read every book carefully!

Zuo Yuting and Zuo Yulong glanced at each other.

"Huzhou Zheng Yuanhe, Zheng Yuanhe and your book gentleman have annotated-"

"Zhao Daosheng of Hetian Academy, Zhao Daosheng, please come and receive the annotated handwriting."

"I can't read the name clearly, but I only recognize the goose, please come over."

……

The siblings shouted, causing a moment of silence around the frame.

"I, my handwriting has been annotated!" Someone suddenly roared.

"Haha, old man, Zhao Daosheng is the old man, thank you, sir, student, thank you, sir......"

"Goose? That's me Bai Shenghe. ”

Those who had handed in the books before rushed over and took their books.

Some people trembled their hands, not daring to look at them, and some people couldn't wait to open them.

Even if their works were not sent, the people around them gathered around at this time to see how these works were being reviewed.

Great Confucian commentary, what if you can follow the enlightenment?

"Boy, have dreams, dreams, yes, yes, I want to have dreams! I can't give up, I will definitely be able to get into Xiucai......" The white-haired old man held his handbook, looked at the bright red annotations on it, and burst into tears.

There was a trace of Haoran surging in him.

This breath is not strong, but it is extremely rich.

"I have been studying for 60 years, and I don't stop writing every day, and outsiders only say that I am a corrupt Confucian, a corrupt Confucian, and today there is a gentleman who affirms."

"Haha, my generation is a scholar, but if you want to have a dream, why care about other people's opinions?"

The people next to the white-haired old man looked at him with tears in their eyes, and saw that the book in his hand kept flipping through it, muttering in his mouth, and when he reached the last page of the book, the old man's breath was urgent, and his face was swollen and red.

On his body, a strong aura suddenly burst out.

"After a thousand sails, I will still be a teenager when I return!"

"Haha, a thousand sails have passed, and I am still a teenager when I return!"

"Zhao Daosheng realized today-"

"Boom-"

The rich aura of Haoran intertwined with the purple pillars of light, soaring into the sky.

The dazzling light made it difficult for countless people to open their eyes.

Xiucai, lifting people, Jinshi, grandmasters!

One step and four steps, the Haoran Qi is superimposed, and the pillar of light is like a galaxy!

Dressed in a white robe, a young man with a face of no more than eighteen stood in the pillar of light, with light in his eyes and a calm expression, bowing to the frame in front of him.

Zhao Daosheng of Hetian Academy, 60 years of hard study, one step and four steps, from a child to a Confucian and Taoist master, back to the source, back to the youth.

Who isn't a teenager yet?

In the carriage, Mu Wan looked at the senior brother in front of her with a golden aura in his hand, constantly changing.

Han Muye had a hint of a smile on his face, his eyes passed through the golden aura, and there was a mighty and vast power surging on his body.

"Promote the Tao with your body, borrow the power of heaven, this is the Rhubarb Court."

He put away the golden aura and chuckled, "It is not a loss to spend a little Haoran Qi to infuse a Grandmaster and deduce the cultivation method of the Great Rhubarb Court. ”

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Today's college entrance examination scores are out

May all be granted what they want

After a thousand sails, he is still a teenager when he returns

If the original intention does not change, there will be a dream that will eventually bloom