Xiao Li Qian's curious voice sounded, with a sense of immaturity: "I remember that there was no such convention before?" Why does the national teacher now accept apprentices and go to Longhu Mountain for four years? ”

As soon as this remark came out.

The eyes of several villains looked at Qinglian in unison, what is going on?

She goes in and out of the national teacher every day, and she must know best.

The little fairy standing quietly by the gate, her petite body stood upright, her snow-white and cute little face dodged, and finally chose to lower her head and rub her fingers.

Looking at this, there is a play.

The morning sun shines through the brown-red carved wooden windows, and spills on the table, on the books, on the people, on the floor...

The earth is springing, no longer the winter is cold, and the sound of squeaky birds is back~

The students in the 101 class of Yulanzhai gathered together to discuss in twos and threes, and some students sat alone on the desk to write and recite silently.

No one noticed what they were saying.

Caution is paramount.

Ye Zhi looked left and right and suggested: "Let's go outside to discuss, there are many people here, and it is not so convenient for Qinglian to speak." ”

The little fairy was silent, she must have some scruples!

Ye Zhi took the lead and strode out, walked to the door and turned around to greet his little friend: "You come with me, go to the right." ”

The white wall in the Lingxiang courtyard is encircled, the green willows hang around, there are three hanging flower gatehouses, and the verandah is copied on all sides.

The courtyard is connected with each other and dotted with mountains and stones.

There are a number of study rooms, among them: Yulan Zhai, Xianglan Zhai, Jialan Zhai, Yaolan Zhai, ......, the new students of enlightenment are all studying in the study of Lingxiang Academy.

The other senior brothers and sisters are also divided into classes according to the hospital.

A courtyard houses freshmen of the first class.

Yulan Zhai is an independent study, with a single eaves and four corners, under the eaves, a simple and elegant bench railing.

Ye Zhi said softly: "Okay, it's convenient to speak now, Qinglian, do you know why you want to go for four years?" We are all so familiar with each other, and everyone present is our own people, you can just say it. ”

Qinglian sighed, her eyes were full of autumn water, clear and charming, dyed with a touch of sorrow, and rubbed the corners of her clothes with both hands: "The national teacher said that he will not live to be thirty years old, and there will be a catastrophe, and that catastrophe will kill him, but the hexagram shows that he has a master-apprentice relationship." ”

Ah Zhi's sparkling eyes on the opposite side slowly dimmed.

The vulgar fate is endless, looking back at the red dust.

Little fairy, do you know that you are the catastrophe of the national teacher!

No matter what, I'm here to take care of you.

May you be married and love each other.

Love each other year after year, know each other year after year.

Ye Zhi shook her head, dissipated her thoughts, waved her hand with a gentle smile and said: "These fortune tellers are not allowed, looking at the immortal appearance of the national teacher, there is no problem in living to be a hundred years old, these fortune tellers just like gods and ghosts." ”

Huanhuan also figured it out and sorted out her thoughts:

"So the national teacher wants to cultivate Xiao Chen, and if something happens at that time, there will also be a disciple, because the hexagram shows that he has a discipleship."

Changzhou nodded: "You can also say that." ”

It's okay to follow the national teacher.

Shen Chen didn't know that there was another reason.

There are also sons who are better than him in Qiyun Academy, but I don't know how the national teacher chose him.

Looking at Qinglian with inquisitive eyes, her petite body stood up straight, smiling at Ah Zhiqiao, and the expression of her little best friend was fully visible!

Will it be because of the little princess that the national teacher chooses his own?

Qing's eyes looked away, secretly annoying that he was thinking too much.

(End of chapter)