It's raining today, and it's pouring rain.

But it couldn't stop the enthusiasm of the scholars' march.

"Give me back my place!"

"Refuse the back door!"

The sonorous and powerful shouts even drowned out the thunder rumbling in the sky.

"After a summer thunder, the sky is going to change."

A white-haired old man looked at the sky and muttered, and then walked into the house tremblingly.

It's too noisy outside and not suitable for seniors.

Zhenbei Wangfu,

"It's too noisy outside for a lazy night's sleep."

Li Mengsheng was sleepy-eyed and eating breakfast that he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Doesn't the patrol care? White Tiger Guard doesn't care? Dog... Enough is enough, can't drink so much. ”

He complained that it was the third day.

I raised my head and drank all the bean awards, and it rained heavily for three days.

"It's about the readers, and the patrol doesn't dare to take care of it. didn't break the law and kill people, and Bai Huwei couldn't intervene! ”

Ying'er drank small porridge, her face was ruddy, and she was full of energy.

"Sister Ying'er—your room—there's a lot—a lot of money—a lot of money."

Ying'er's face turned pale, and she asked in a trembling voice, "Really?" ”

Xiaoxiao nodded very seriously, and while burying his head in cooking, he said:

"For the past few days—in the middle of the night—in the middle of the night—I've been so noisy—I can't sleep—uh-huh—ahh

"Silly girl, how can there be a mouse... What... Call... Target.. Ahh

Halfway through Ying'er's words, the roots of her ears instantly turned red, and Li Mengsheng on the side burst out laughing.

Immediately after, Xiaoxiao added:

"The son's room—in the room—there is later—running Ying'er—in the sister's room—in Wang."

Damn hairpins, damn thunderfa. Li Mengsheng's face froze.

Then he said calmly: "Xiaoxiao is really strong, I will practice one more today, no... Two hours! ”

Pure Xiaoxiao doesn't know why she suffers such revenge, do they all like rats?

........

"Senior sister, I never thought that things would develop to such a point that day." Zhu Qianzhi was a little annoyed, and his tone was sincere.

"That's right, junior sister. Senior Brother Ganglie is also for our academy to more easily win the name of the Holy Academy. ”

Eliza thought so at first, but in the end, no one spoke out to propose another sanctuary.

Because the number of sanctuaries or the number of places in sanctuaries is not the root of the problem, what they want is fairness.

"Now that things are completely out of control, not to mention whether it will delay the [World Poetry Club], it may even be affected by the admissions assessment, not to mention the name of the college after admissions."

Everything is going smoothly, why is it suddenly out of control?

Just because of a few words from my brother?

She couldn't figure it out.

"No one in the Holy Courtyard has dealt with this matter, and let it develop." Someone said in distress.

"There were also masters and sons in the Holy House who openly supported the procession, and this controversy could not be suppressed."

Everyone was talking about it, and the more they thought about it, the more they felt that this task was difficult to complete.

The name of the Holy House is fought for.

First of all, it is necessary to meet the hard conditions, one is to have a great Confucian, the second is to have a requirement for the number of masters in the academy, and the third is to have the number of Confucian students and the scale of the academy.

The second is to gain the approval of the Three Holy Houses in the capital, or to 'convince' them.

Since Yibo was promoted to the three-rank life realm, he obtained the position of Great Confucian.

Castle Peak Academy has the confidence and possibility to be promoted to become Castle Peak Academy.

There will be almost no problems in the assessment of the master and the great Confucian, after all, in the final analysis, everyone is for the prosperity of Confucianism and Taoism.

The competition between Confucian scholars is particularly important, after all, the ability of Confucian students is often used as a reference to judge the merits of a academy.

The original plan of Castle Peak Academy was for Castle Peak Confucian students to win the first place in the admissions assessment of the Holy Academy, and then put the competition for the 'name of the Holy Academy' on the table, and everything would fall into place.

What made them even more excited was that auspiciousness fell from the sky.

The saint proposed the [World Poetry Club], which gave them one more opportunity to show their strength.

But now a march, an unprecedented controversy, has put their plans to naught.

Someone suggested, "Or..... We simply applied directly, and now the three holy institutes may be worried that they will not be able to press downstream, or they may go with the flow and agree to our application. ”

"Although this will not calm the turmoil, it will at least alleviate it. But it was enough to make the three holy houses give in. ”

Several people are interested in moving, and it is easy to get it, isn't it beautiful.

Eliza said coldly: "How can you take advantage of the danger of others to compete for the name of the Holy Courtyard, and can you still call the Holy Courtyard a name that you have not just obtained!"

I'd rather wait another three years and come back for the next assessment than ask for this unrighteous and unworthy name. I'm sure the Dean thinks so too.

We, Aoyama Academy, have this strength, and we can obtain it in a dignified manner, without the need for opportunistic shortcuts, and it is inconvenient for you senior brothers to say more. ”

The crowd was silent, silent.

"Please ask the dean to come forward, he is not a great Confucian of the Holy Academy, the people who march will listen to him, and then the dean will discuss the solution with the three holy courts on behalf of the people who marched." Zhu Qianzhi said at this time, and everyone's eyes lit up.

Eliza shook her head, her father had more important things to do.

"The dean wrote last night, and it must not be disturbed if it is not a matter of life or death."

Everyone was silent again, and a shadow cast over their hearts.

The struggle for fame is clearly not within the scope of 'life and death'.

Is there any other way to do it today?

Is it really another three years to wait?

Unwilling!

"Maybe there's one more person who can help us."

Boom –

"Such a loud thunder can't wake it up, I'm really envious."

Li Mengsheng carefully groomed Daji's hair, the little white fox had been sleeping for several days, Ying'er said that this was a sign before the demonization, and he was relieved.

"This is its blessing, no demon dares to be so blatantly ready to transform, and only by the side of the son can it fall into a deep sleep with such peace of mind."

Ying'er said enviously, her eyes were full of reminiscence.

There was also someone by her side, which made her extremely reassuring.

As soon as he thought of another demon beside him, Li Mengsheng was secretly happy.

It doesn't matter if it's eye-catching or not, the important thing is that the effort is finally rewarded, and you can pick up the group.

At this time, Xiaoxiao, who was standing behind him, twitched his nose again, and said with a look of disgust: "Nasty—it tastes like Wang!" ”

The magic power of Xiaoxiao, according to her own description, is to enhance the senses.

can hear subtle movements, which Ying'er has the right to speak;

She could smell a very faint smell, but she hadn't heard of anything she hated.

After a short time, the group entered the courtyard, and it was a Confucian student of Qingshan Academy.

Eliza was originally a little looking forward to seeing Li Mengsheng in her heart, but the visible picture made her a little irritable.

This costume is simply insulting.

Sure enough, coveting beauty, hum!

For Eliza, who has always been cold-faced, Li Mengsheng has adapted to it.

"Dissuade the march? Isn't the march beneficial to you out-of-town scholars? ”

Her light voice without a trace of warmth sounded again: "Don't hide it from His Royal Highness, I didn't wait for this time to come to the capital to participate in the assessment of the Holy Academy. Rather, it was to win the name of the Holy Courtyard for Castle Peak Academy and become the fourth Holy Academy of the Great Dream Dynasty. ”

Li Mengsheng connected the front and back and understood what she meant.

If the contradiction between the magnates in the capital and the students from other places is not resolved, the name of the sacred academy of Qingshan Academy will be impossible to talk about.

"I sympathize with your plight, but even if I have a long whip, I can't do it." Li Mengsheng said frankly.

How could he persuade the mighty procession.

Moreover, this is their way of protecting their rights and interests, and there is nothing wrong with it.

And it was you, Qingshan Academy, who provoked the controversy, and you really shot yourself in the foot.

If you knew this was the case, why bother in the first place.

Eliza was speechless for a while, and begging the prince to come forward was just a rush to the doctor.

Senior Brother Ganglie slandered the son of the world and caused a dispute, although he apologized at the time, but the price of nonsense still needs to be borne.

Just as everyone left in discouragement, Li Mengsheng reminded:

"The turmoil that swept the whole city could not have been caused by a few words, and I am afraid that someone was secretly fueling the troubles behind all this.

If I can't find the mastermind behind it, it's useless for me to come forward, even if I'm the Master of the Holy Courtyard. ”

Li Mengsheng pointed out that so far, the Holy Court has not come forward to solve this matter, and there may be a shadow of the operation of the people behind the scenes.

As for the reasons for the chaos, who knows.

Eliza and the others were shocked when they heard this.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your advice."

She glanced at Zhu Qian without a trace, and felt that it was impossible.

Such a big turmoil couldn't stir up the Eight Rank Confucian Students, but he still kept an eye on it.

After a few people left, Li Mengsheng hurriedly asked, "Xiaoxiao, whose taste?" ”

He smiled and said with disgust: "It's the smell of the person standing next to the beautiful sister." ”

"Zhu Qianzhi?"

It's a pity that Xiaoxiao doesn't know what kind of smell it is, but I just feel annoying.

......

The rainstorm finally stopped for three days, and it seemed that it could not survive the marching readers.

Today is the fourth day of the parade, and the fiery sun seems to drain all its heat and roast the ground mercilessly before the first autumn wind blows.

So, the moonlight is bright tonight.

Therefore, there are all kinds of people rubbing the moonlight and doing things secretly.

Zhu Botao, who was upset by the marchers, belonged to them.

At this time, the atmosphere in the Inner City Teaching Workshop Division was still very hot.

Zhu Botao was drinking sullen wine in annoyance, out of step with his surroundings.

The scholars in the capital argued, and he naturally couldn't avoid this whirlpool.

Especially as the son of Master Shangshu, he is the target of foreign scholars, once he makes a mistake or says a wrong sentence, he will be exaggerated and become a corroboration of the attack on the powerful students.

In this atmosphere, he was not doing well, so today he made up a lie to his father, saying that he would discuss problems with his friends and stay overnight.

In fact, it is to sneak to the teaching workshop to relax.

Because he has not yet reached the crown, these Fengyue places dare not go blatantly.

But who would have thought that the war outside had spread to the 'pure land' of the Jiaofang Division.

Therefore, it is not difficult to see a scholar from other places who has a mine at home and a friend visiting the Qinglou together, claiming to be a fellow practitioner, and is bound to take the position of the Qinglou.

Zhu Botao was forced to 'enter the war', and he naturally became the representative of victory.

But after several rounds of tea parties, he failed to enter the eyes of beautiful women.

And that's not even the most infuriating.

What made him depressed was that he won the favor of beautiful women several times, and the people who were introduced to the boudoir were all foreigners.

After a few rounds, the eyes of the strangers became contemptuous.

If it weren't for his identity, I'm afraid he would have to make a mockery.

He obviously came out to have fun, but he became someone else's fun.

So I had to drink stuffy.

I don't know how long it took, and those who didn't get the favor of the beautiful woman either found a maid to sleep with, or changed scenes.

Zhu Botao naturally wouldn't just find a maid to sleep with, he thought it was a sign of surrender.

With a little drunkenness, he ignored the curfew and rushed home by the moonlight.

He was not the only one stealing the officer, and in the deep alley not far from the Teaching Workshop Division, a black shadow was constantly slashing, making a popping sound.

By the moonlight, I could vaguely see scarlet blood splashing on the high wall.

At this time, the drunken Zhu Botao walked into the deep alley in order to avoid the curfew patrol.....