When there was a touch of fish belly white on the horizon, Lin Junxuan woke up in the tree. He slid down from the tree, walked to the river, and washed his face with a pool of water.

"Ahh

After a simple rinse, Lin Junxuan looked around: "No one." Walking back into the bushes and walking around the bushes, Lin Junxuan finally stopped under a big tree. There are several pieces of gravel on the back side of the large tree, and the gravel takes on a strange shape, which is a kind of marking.

"This is it. Squatting down, Lin Junxuan took five steps to the west, and then dug out a book from the ground - "Qimen Dunjia".

Lin Junxuan never brought this book to Lin'an City, a beggar, every time he held an ancient scroll in his hand to study, this situation will inevitably attract the attention of many people as long as it lasts for a long time, which Lin Junxuan does not want to see. Moreover, "Qimen Dunjia" is typeset in simplified printing, and the books in this world are written in official scripts, although the two are not much different, they can be recognized, but for those who are interested, they can recognize the difference between this book and the books in this world at a glance.

"There are still six hours. Looking at the horizon, Lin Junxuan estimated in his heart. Finding a big tree with lush foliage, Lin Junxuan sat down under the tree, then opened the yellowed pages in his hand, and began to read with the help of the light between the leaves. Just like before he came to this world, Lin Junxuan still maintains strict self-discipline in life.

Before noon, Lin Junxuan hid in the forest, read this volume of "Qimen Dunjia", and after noon, he went to wander in the city of Lin'an, and knew the world through his own eyes.

Although the content of "Qimen Dunjia" is all-encompassing, the language is very difficult to understand, and there are many allusions in it, as well as words that have a lot of sources but few people know, but "Qimen Dunjia" does not give any explanation or explanation, all of this can only rely on Lin Junxuan alone to figure out, to study, to understand. It's a very difficult process. He has been reading the book for more than ten days, but there is still little progress. After more than ten days of study, he still failed to grasp the essentials, and Lin Junxuan felt some anxious emotions in his heart.

"The star pendant and "Qimen Dunjia" are both left by my grandfather, since the star pendant can shine at night and can also drive away the cold, then "Qimen Dunjia" must also have something strange. Taking a deep breath, Lin Junxuan calmed down the slight restlessness in his heart and calmed down again.

There is no moon in the book, and before you know it, it is noon. Lin Junxuan looked at the sky, sighed, put down the book, still as before, wrapped the book in clean fallen leaves, and then buried it again in the soil, and made a sign that was easy for him to identify.

After doing this, Lin Junxuan took a detour and returned to Lin'an City from outside the city. Silently blending into the beggars, Lin Junxuan sat down on the ancient bridge again. A few lazy beggars on the ancient bridge occasionally glanced up at Lin Junxuan, and then closed their eyes again - the beggars were now accustomed to his presence.

In the eyes of the beggars, this guy never opened his mouth to beg, nor did he fight for leftovers with them, even if some kind big families spilled some copper coins and fell at his feet, he would not pick them up! Since his existence did not make the beggars feel the pressure of competition, they accepted him. In such a cold season, one more person gets together, and there will be more heat!

Lin'an City seems to be the same as ever, the shouting and shouting of the peddlers and pawns are as usual, and the shops on both sides of the street are as deserted as ever. But Lin Junxuan found some slight changes - an old fortune teller came to Lin'an City.

The old man, with his hair disheveled, wore a dirty blue coat, his hands in his sleeves, and leaned against the corner of a house not far from the river. Behind the old man stood a bamboo pole with four words written on it: 'Count as no omission'!

The old man hung his head and curled up motionless in the corner. He neither shouted nor stopped fortune tellers, but just huddled in a corner where no one was looking.

"It's strange, there wasn't a fortune teller in that location yesterday, where did he come from? Could it be that he came in from outside the city last night?" Every once in a while in Lin'an City, a corpse would be found by the government, either starved to death or froze to death. Although every once in a while people die, there are always people who flock to the city to make a living.

The old man's stall was deserted and unpatronized. When the cold winter comes, there are many poor people in Lin'an City, and these people still lack money for the winter, where will they spend that kind of unjust money to tell fortunes.

Lin Junxuan squatted on the ancient bridge for several hours, but the old man never raised his head, and no one came to patronize him. Standing up, Lin Junxuan headed east of the city. On this day, Lin Junxuan spent several hours observing the old man, and by the time he arrived at the school, the children had already said goodbye to Mr. Teaching, and it was estimated that most of them had returned to their respective homes.

"Doll, come in. Gan Ruye sat in the school hall, clasped his hands, and put a brazier in front of him, which burned charcoal. He seems to have been waiting here for a long time.

Lin Junxuan was stunned for a moment, and then walked into the academy. The warmth in the school hall, the charcoal fire in the brazier, reflects the brightness here.

Seeing Lin Junxuan walk in, Gan Ruye raised his head, happily pointed to a little dwarf next to him and said, "Doll, come, sit here." ”

"Mr. Teaching seems a little strange today," Lin Junxuan glanced around, and found that there was more charcoal in the school hall, some rice, and a few clay pots in the corner. After thinking for a while, Lin Junxuan asked, "Is the school on holiday?"

A look of surprise flashed in Gan Ruye's eyes: "How do you know." ”

Lin Junxuan pointed to the suddenly extra things in the school hall and did not speak. He had read in some wild history that in ancient times, students could replace tuition fees with other things at the end of the semester, and when the holidays were approaching, the parents of students would also send something to their husband for the winter.

It's nothing to have more things in this school, but at the same time, there are so many things, and they can only be given to Gan Ruye by those parents for the winter.

"Good, good!" Gan Ruye called two good words one after another, he is more and more fond of this child, it is really rare to have such insight at such a young age.

"Doll, let me ask you, do you have a surname?" Gan Ruye said with a happy face.

"Back to Mr. Hui, the student's surname is Lin, and the word Junxuan!"

Gan Ruye realized it carefully, and said with a smile: "Good name, good name...... Doll, let me ask you again, do you have parents at home?"

Lin Junxuan was silent, and after a while, he still told the truth: "Students, and parents." ”

"Oh?" this answer was so surprising that he thought that the child's clothes were so tattered that his parents must have died young: "Where are your parents?"

"Mr. Hui, the student's parents are not here," Lin Junxuan told the truth again.

Gan Ruye was stunned for a moment, but soon he seemed to have figured out something, with a look of pity on his face, he touched Lin Junxuan's head, and comforted: "Child, by the way." ”

Gan Ruye's demeanor and tone made Lin Junxuan puzzled, thought about it for a while, and couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. If he says that he is not here, this teacher must think that he is talking about 'underground'. In ancient times, there were many such obscure expressions.

With a bitter smile in his heart, Lin Junxuan didn't refute it, and let Mr. Jiaoshu guess.

"Jun Xuan, if you want, you will make this your home in the future. As long as I have a bite to eat, sir, you will have a bite to eat. ――You are gifted and intelligent, if you can be carefully cultivated, you will become a great weapon in the future!" Gan Ruye said solemnly.

Gan Ruye's proposal was beyond Lin Junxuan's expectations, and he was stunned for a moment, Lin Junxuan looked up at the thin teacher. In terms of knowledge, Lin Junxuan is not short of knowledge, he is talented in papers, Lin Junxuan also has literary talents, and in terms of cultivation, Lin Junxuan also thinks that he will never be worse than this teaching gentleman, and he does not have anything to obtain from this teaching gentleman.

Raising his head, Lin Junxuan looked at Gan Ruye with a solemn face, in the eyes of this thin teacher, he only saw the heroic righteousness above the body of an upright scholar. With this group of scholars, he is qualified to accept anyone as a student.

Turning this thought in his heart, Lin Junxuan knelt down and kowtowed three heads respectfully: "The teacher is above, please accept Junxuan's worship!"

Gan Ruye stroked the three strands of black beard under his chin, and Xin Wei laughed: "Okay, good! Jun Xuan get up, get up!"

"From now on, you will be my disciple of Gan Ruye. Jun Xuan, you remember, my teacher is the great Confucian Fang Hongyuan of the imperial capital, and we are the Confucian 'Mengxue faction'!"

"Meng Xue?" Lin Junxuan looked at Gan Ruye in surprise.

"Well," Gan Ruye looked down at the child beside him, not knowing his thoughts at all: "The ancestor of our 'Mengxue School' is Yasheng 'Meng Ke'!"

"Boom!-" Lin Junxuan seemed to be struck by lightning, and a voice echoed in his mind: "Isn't Meng Ke Mencius?--"Thousand Character Text" was not written by Zhou Xingsi, but Yasheng has become a person from this world, what is going on?"

Mencius, Mingke, Ziyu, Ziche, the people of Lu during the Warring States Period! Gongsun Chou asked Mencius: "Dare to ask the master how long is evil?" Mencius replied: "I am good at words, and I am good at raising my heroic spirit!"

Lin Junxuan looked at Gan Ruye in a daze, motionless, he never thought that the Yasheng he used to guide his self-cultivation would actually have something to do with a teacher in this unknown world.

"Jun Xuan, what's wrong with you?" Gan Ruye's concerned voice came to his ears, Lin Junxuan came back to his senses and shook his head: "It's nothing, the disciple is very surprised!"

"Hehe, the name of Yasheng is famous all over the world, and it's normal that you've heard of it, but it's a pity," Gan Ruye sighed: "After three hundred years of turmoil, our 'Mengxue faction' has gradually declined, and it is far from the past!"

"Teacher, rest assured, if the students have the opportunity, they will definitely revitalize my 'Mengxue School'!" Lin Junxuan said.

"It's enough for you to have this heart," Gan Ruye touched Lin Junxuan's head, didn't care what he said, and looked out the window, "It's dark, there is still a meal for the students here for the teacher, let's eat together." ”

"Thank you, teacher," Lin Junxuan did not refuse, a meal is actually nothing, the important thing is that such an ordinary meal is the beginning of their teacher-student friendship.

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