October 24, frost falls.

The last solar term in autumn among the 24 solar terms is not far from the beginning of winter.

In the early morning, it was really cold, even if the sun had risen, it still made people feel a chill, and all the students of Yikui House could be said to be even cooler.

At the beginning of the day, someone entered the classroom with a pair of panda eyes.

At the end of the day, it's almost there.

The usual small talk was gone, and everyone had dark circles under their eyes, yawning, nervously laying out paper, or looking at the ceiling to recite it.

"Yuzhang Ancient County, Hongdu New Mansion, Xingfen...... Hey? What are the stars? I remember last night. ”

"Whew! Bad luck and bad fate. Feng Tang is easy to be old, and Li Guang is difficult to seal. Qu Jiayi is in Changsha, not without a holy lord; Channeling beams, channeling beams...... The gentleman on the beam, stealing the beam for the column...... you, I'm annoyed! ”

"Zhong Ming Ding Food House, what's going on behind......"

Su Zefeng is not as backbone as he said yesterday, his eye circles are heavier than anyone else, he has a hunch, Xin Zhuo's thief must deal with himself, and he must not let him succeed, this is a battle for dignity, back here, subconsciously looking at Yuan Yourong.

Yuan Yourong glared at him, his originally playful face was extremely haggard at this time: "Shut up, each has its own back, if you can't carry it, you can't wait to be punished, don't look at me!"

Su Zefeng smacked her lips, looked at Murong Yunxi on the side, and found that her hair was messy, lying on the bookcase, snorting slightly, and the corners of her mouth were flowing with crystal saliva, and she couldn't help but shake her head.

Bai Xuanji, Helian Sheng and Li Xiyue at the front were radiant and tidy, they not only memorized the whole text, but also understood the deep meaning, and couldn't help but be impressed by the talent of the little master.

Yes, the provenance of this poem is difficult to find, but based on their family background and what they have learned, it is not difficult to distinguish that Master Xin Zhuo is by no means plagiarizing others, and no Confucian in the world has done similar articles.

"Luoxia and lonely birds fly together, and the autumn water grows together in the sky."

Helian Sheng sighed with emotion, "This kind of scene description, although it is simple and simple, makes people have a picture in their minds, and they feel something in their hearts, and they really have nothing to say." ”

"Poor and strong, don't fall into the ambition of the clouds."

Li Xiyue, who had bright eyes and bright teeth, couldn't help but feel sentimental, holding her chin with her bare hands, and muttered to herself, "It is said that the little master is a thief, when I first saw me, I thought that the masters of the academy were crazy, but who knew that I was careful." Not to mention that the "Tao Te Ching" is a masterpiece of the world and the experience of immortals, it is this poem, neat and dual, gorgeous words, which is amazing, and will never be inferior to the great Confucianism of the world. Among them, the ambition makes me even more of a layman. ”

The two of them looked at Bai Xuanji, who had a cold temperament, but saw that she was always repeating a sentence: "The gentleman who relies on sees the opportunity, and the master knows his ......fate."

Helian Sheng asked curiously, "How does Senior Sister Bai understand this sentence?"

Bai Xuanji's face showed a rare trace of sentimentality: "Master's poem, if my father had read it in his early years, he would never have been willing to fall......"

Helian Sheng and the two glanced at each other, it was not good to evaluate, Bai Xuanji was born in a big family, and his father was a half-step little grandmaster and was in a high position, but he was plotted by others, and once he was crippled, he was already willing to degenerate and became a wine gourd.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside, and the man thought that the master was coming, so he sat down and looked out.

As a result, it was not the master who came, but seven white-robed students, the first one was a young man, tall, magnificent, and walking with a tiger's step, exuding incomparable confidence and domineering all over his body.

Followed by a female member, with a graceful posture, doing a man's vertical crown, carrying his hands behind his back, and rejecting anyone from thousands of miles away.

"Ah, who are they? What are they coming to do? Murong Yunxi, who woke up violently, asked Xiang Yuan Yourong in surprise.

Yuan Yourong frowned, and said in a low voice: "Ji Cunxiao, the son of the first Nanling King on the first list, Zong Lingxi, the granddaughter of the left servant of the third Shangshu on the first list, and the remaining five people are also from the first list, plus the three of Bai Xuanji from the first list, the ten people on the first list have arrived, and they are afraid that they are also here to listen to the Tao Te Ching."

Murong Yunxi blinked: "These people are so scary, why are they also studying in the academy in a small place next to us?" It's weird. ”

Yuan Yourong said with a chuckle: "My grandfather said, this is the Fulong Spiritual Land, the Abyss of the Hidden Dragon, Emperor Taizu hunted in this mountain, and later pulled up a group of people to fight the country, so every few years, there will be children of the big people sent to the Autumn Palace Pavilion, contaminated with dragon energy, there will be a future." It is said that there are also many daughters of large families who are working as fake nuns. ”

"Oh." Murong Yunxi nodded as if he didn't understand.

At this time, there were already seven bookcases in front of the academy and put them in front, and Ji Cunxiao and the others waved their wide robes and big sleeves and sat down.

Helian Sheng was quite familiar with everyone, smiled, hugged his fists, and asked knowingly: "What do you mean by coming here?"

Ji Cunxiao's expression was indifferent, and there was a hint of superiority in his tone: "The master said that there is a new master in the new schoolhouse, there is a strange scripture called morality, which is very mysterious, and I am specially ordered to come and listen to it!"

Li Xiyue snorted lightly and said, "Generally, why do you need your senior brothers and sisters to come in person, we can also explain a thing or two to you in our spare time."

I learned my master's skills by myself, and when others came, I always felt uncomfortable in my heart.

"If the true meaning of the scriptures is really mysterious, how much can you understand?"

Zong Lingxi said coldly: "Naturally, it's better to come and audit in person."

Li Xiyue didn't care, smiled faintly, and stopped talking.

Ji Cunxiao glanced at Bai Xuanji, then looked at Helian Sheng, and said, "Actually, the master has already taught us the two Tao Te Ching yesterday, but they are just ...... I'm not afraid of abrupt everyone, although this scripture is indeed extraordinary, but it is not a big gain for us, at least in our current realm, it is not easy to understand it, and this poem, we have also read it again, and it is indeed talented to learn, but it is ......"

Bai Xuanji asked coldly, "What does Senior Brother Ji mean?"

"It's simple!" Zong Lingxi took over the conversation and said-for-tat, "Whether it is scriptures or poems, they are too luxurious and profound, but they are suspected of exaggeration and empty talk, even if the new master relays the scriptures to other masters to teach, it is not impossible."

Not to mention, now we are at the critical moment when the low-level martial arts sprint to the realm of the middle stage of the martial arts.

Let's just say that you will soon enter the court as civil and military officials, and Senior Brother Ji and I have already been in the Shence Army, I don't know how much this little master knows about the art of war? How much do you know about martial arts?

If you just understand the scriptures and have the talent to learn, how is it different from Confucianism? How can you be a Master? ”

Is this a kick in the gym?

Kicking the hall to the master?

Bai Xuanji, Helian Sheng and Li Xiyue glanced at each other, their eyebrows frowned slightly, and they no longer refutated, they didn't know if this was Ji Cunxiao and the others' own ideas, or the instructions of other masters.

"I agree with Senior Brother Ji and Senior Sister Grand's statement!"

Su Zefeng, who was in the back, suddenly stood up with a righteous face, hugged his fists and saluted: "Senior brother, I also think that our Xin Fuzi can only write scriptures and poems, and it is a bit empty talk, how about letting him teach us the art of war and martial arts today?"

As soon as the words fell, angry eyes were cast around him.

You traitor!

Su Zefeng couldn't help but feel numb on her scalp, and sat down with a smile on her face.