Among the students, there are many people who have seen Li Qingshan and Xia Lin wearing a red and green mask when they go out.

Combined with all kinds of information, the people in Lufan Academy could almost conclude that the person who made such a famous poem was really Li Qingshan!

But almost all of them believed, but only one did not!

Lu Gongzi, a man who thinks very highly of himself.

As long as someone says that the green-faced scholar is Li Qingshan, he will definitely argue with the other party.

Cite various arguments to deny the other person's statement.

Within a few days, he harassed a group of students in the academy.

Finally, one day, he was wrathed!

The students from the fifth grade to the ninth grade worked together to bring this shelf to Dean Zhong.

Please ask Dean Zhong to comment on whether the green-faced scholar is Li Qingshan.

originally promised Li Qingshan not to spread the word, but he saw that the students in his own college were so curious.

He also made an exception and said tactfully: "That poem is indeed written by him, and it is also a famous poem through the ages. "Of course, he was able to write so many famous poems through the ages, and all of them were written under my guidance."

The dean's words not only shocked Na Lu Gongzi, but also made the students of Lufan Academy petrified on the spot!

Regardless of whether there is a dean's guidance, how much wisdom can be composed of nine famous poems through the ages in one go?

No wonder this person can get the favor of the princess, it's not that the princess is carried away by the skin, but that their group of scholars are blind!

A sense of shame suddenly rose in the hearts of all the students.

They felt deeply ashamed of the rumors that Li Qingshan had imagined at that time.

The great talents who can compose nine famous poems through the ages can never be what they imagined.

"Impossible! When pigs fly! Lu Gongzi, who was paralyzed on the ground, got up suddenly, and pointed at everyone present with a folding fan: "Then Li Qingshan is just a country gentleman, how can he make famous poems for the ages!" ”

"Liu Daru, take your students back and take care of them." Dean Zhong sighed lightly, with some helplessness in his tone.

This Lu Yi's talent in Confucianism and Taoism is acceptable, but in terms of life, I am afraid that there are a large part of the defects.

Pride and arrogance will eventually become a taboo!

In the end, Liu Daru, who had turned red and blushed, knocked his students unconscious and dragged them away.

It can be seen that after this Lu Gongzi goes back, he will definitely suffer from the old sin......

Lu Gongzi was taken away, but the students refused to leave, and they begged the dean to tell them what the rest of the famous poems were.

As a result, the dean turned pale directly, not only did he not tell them, but also warned them that if the blue-faced scholar was Li Qingshan, not only would he be expelled from the academy, but he would also be abolished from Confucianism and Taoism!

This time, no one dared to ask, and even they regretted learning about it......

Looking at the students who were running as fast as rabbits, Dean Zhong twisted his beard with a relieved face, looked into the distance, and said with a smile: "Li Xiaoyou." I don't think I'm breaking my promise to keep secrets, right? ”

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Ahh Ahh

Li Qingshan, who was sitting on horseback, suddenly felt a chill and sneezed several times.

The little red horse let out a low voice: "Bang! "...... [Got a cold? Why don't you come down and walk and warm up? 】

Li Qingshan shook his head and said, "Forget it, someone should be talking about me behind my back." ”

Isn't it just too lazy to walk on your own...... The little red horse rolled his eyes and continued on his way.

After walking for a long time, the night gradually covered the entire sky.

Under a big tree, Li Qingshan lives and cooks.

When you go out, you can't eat as luxuriously as you are in the capital.

Put a bundle of dried noodles into the pot, add some small greens, sesame oil, chopped green onions, and serve with a piece of oily meat made in advance.

A simple dinner that can't be done, and it's ready.

After serving two bowls, Li Qingshan and Little Red Horse sat by the bonfire, holding chopsticks and eating noodles.

Da Da ...... Da Da ......

The faint sound of cars and horses and the sound of people communicating came from not far away.

Gradually, a donkey cart loaded with a lot of large items came not far from Li Qingshan.

The donkey cart was driven by a fair-skinned young man who stopped the donkey cart.

An old man squatting on the donkey cart slowly got out of the car, the old man had a rusty cigarette stick hanging on his chest, and before he approached Li Qingshan, he could smell the thick smoke on the other party's body.

The old man and the young man walked in front of Li Qingshan, the old man stepped forward, hugged his fists and said with a smile: "This little brother, I don't know if I can buy you some pasta, I have a baby in this car, and he always follows us to eat dry food, and this stomach is a little unbearable." ”

Li Qingshan followed the direction of the old man's finger and saw that there was a young woman sitting on the donkey cart.

The woman's skin is slightly rough, but her figure is unusually proud, like a ripe peach.

Beside the woman sat a childish child, who looked to be about five years old, and looked at Li Qingshan timidly with a pair of big eyes.

"Okay, give five cents and give you a pot of noodles."

Wuwen is not expensive, and it is estimated that it is the price of a pot of noodles.

The old man took out five copper plates from his waist very happily and handed them to Li Qingshan.

After accepting the money, Li Qingshan grabbed three handfuls of noodles from his bag on the side and threw them into the pot: "You can cook them yourself." ”

The old man didn't tremble at all when he watched Li Qingshan grasp the dry noodles, and he also had a good impression of the young man in front of him.

"Liu Yan, take the baby down to eat noodles."

The young man took some chopsticks and two salted duck eggs from his donkey cart and helped the young woman and the child out of the cart.

Soon, the group was sitting in front of the big iron pot, waiting for the noodles to boil.

When the noodles were almost cooked, the old man picked up the two salted duck eggs and picked the egg whites into his own bowl and that of the young man.

And the two salted egg yolks with flowing oil were put in the bowls of young women and young children.

After a while, the four of them just ate noodles.

And Li Qingshan was leaning against the big tree with his eyes slightly closed, cultivating the Spark Technique.

[Spark Recipe: Xuanjie First Product (7%)]

[4,000 Sparks have been transported today (the limit has been reached!) ）】

[Get Shou Yuan: March!] 】

[Current lifespan: 21 years!] 】

[Wind Walking: Second Order (29%)]

Since the Starfire Technique has been upgraded to the level, the cultivation progress of carrying the Starfire every day has become slower and slower.

Li Qingshan estimated that it was to absorb spirit stones, and judging from the current progress, it was estimated that every time he upgraded a small level, he would consume a large amount of spirit stones.

Soon, the group eating noodles over there stopped eating.

The old man who had smacked a few sips with a cigarette stick leaned towards Li Qingshan and started talking......