"Whoa!"

Zuo Ya took a deep breath, then nodded slightly, and then walked quickly!

Wanliu Academy.

It is the place where Zhou Mi has studied since he was a child, and Mr. Wan Liu is even more knowledgeable. It is a contemporary Confucian, and countless people want to worship him, but Mr. Wan Liu has always been in-depth and simple, and he doesn't care about these things at all. It is precisely because of this that Wanliu Academy's reputation gradually became insignificant.

But this is a place that is respected by students all over the world.

It is not obvious that the mountains are not leaky, but it is like a paradise, and all people dare not slack off.

After Zuo Ya walked out of the hall, his eyes showed a bit of solemnity, and he didn't know what to say for a while, he quietly looked at the paper in his hand, and after a while, he carefully folded it!

All the way to Wanliu Academy.

Wanliu Academy is located in the southeast of Shendu, where there is a small river with willow trees planted on the riverside.

Winter is gone, spring is coming!

Little shoots emerge from the willow branches, looking like a little warmth in the middle of this cold winter day.

Lots of students sat down at the stone tables by the river, where they studied tirelessly!

This is also a beautiful scenery in front of Wanliu Academy.

Many students think that when they come here, they will be able to get closer to Wanliu Academy and have more literati ink scrolls. It is even possible that Mr. Wanliu will be favored and accepted as a disciple!

It's all reading anyway, so why not come here?

Zuo Ya walked all the way and entered Wanliu Academy with her identity token.

"Mr. Wanliu!"

So, he respectfully bowed to the old man in front of him, his eyes were full of caution, and he clearly understood how powerful the old man in front of him was.

Although he is not in the court, there are many people in the court who want to give him three points of thin noodles!

"Left Commander!"

A somewhat old voice slowly came out, and the old man slowly raised his head and glanced at Zuo Ya in front of him, and said with a smile: "What are you doing here?" But what does Your Majesty command? ”

"Your Majesty asked me to give this thing to you!"

While speaking, Zhuo Ya carefully handed the paper to Mr. Wan Liu, who didn't care at first, took the paper slowly, and looked at it seriously, but when he saw the four sentences of Hengqu.

The whole person's body trembled slightly, as if he couldn't believe his eyes: "Where is the person who wrote this sentence!" ”

"Yazhou, Su Chen!"

Zuo Ya's voice was very soft, and there was nothing to hide.

"Champion Su Chen?"

Mr. Wan Liu's eyes showed a little doubt, and after a long time, he shook his head helplessly: "I didn't expect this person to have such a great talent and such a noble ambition!" ”

“……”

Zuo Ya just stood there quietly, not saying a word.

And Mr. Wan Liu's eyes showed a bit of solemnity, and after a moment of silence, he looked at Zuo Ya in front of him with some surprise: "Your Majesty is also because of this son, so you will agree to make Yazhou an autonomous region, right?" ”

"Your Majesty's holy will, I don't dare to guess!"

Zuo Ya said lightly.

"Since she is the current majesty, then what she means is to be guessed! Why don't you dare? ”

Mr. Wanliu took a deep breath and pondered for a moment before continuing, "Since this son has great talents, why don't you call him back to Shendu?" ”

“……”

Zuo Ya was speechless again, and thought in her heart: You old guy is inevitably a little too much, right? There are some things that you can ask indiscriminately?

At this time, Mr. Wan Liu seemed to understand something, smiled bitterly and then raised his hand and waved: "That's it, there is no need to investigate this matter, so carefully avoid it, naturally it is Your Majesty's idea." ”

Zuo Ya didn't say a word.

"What are you still standing here for?" Mr. Wan Liu was a little puzzled.

“……”

Zuo Ya took a deep breath at this time, and he had an urge to beat the old guy in front of him.

"Then sir, the junior will leave first!"

After finishing speaking, Zuo Ya respectfully retreated and walked out of Wanliu Academy, Zuo Ya stepped on the ground fiercely, and a deep pit appeared on the ground in an instant: "There is not a good thing in this group of scholars, including that Su Chen!" ”

……

At this moment, Mr. Wan Liu was holding his beard, laughing, as if he was quite happy, holding the piece of paper a little lovingly, and then continued after a long time: "I haven't heard such an inspiring sentence for a long time, and can alert the world!" ”

"Baishun!"

"Baishun ......"

Mr. Wanliu suddenly said with a smile: "Go and invite a craftsman to come back, and ask the best craftsman in the whole god to erect a stone monument in front of Wanliu Academy!" ”

"The stele?"

A middle-aged man who walked in showed a little surprise in his eyes, and after a slight pause, he asked softly, "What is written on it?" ”

"Write these four sentences!"

Wanliu Academy was about to hand the paper in his hand to the middle-aged man in front of him, but after a moment of silence, he took it back again.

And then the trembling grinding!

"Sir, I'll help you!"

Zhang Baishun trembled suddenly, couldn't believe his eyes, and hurriedly took the inkstone. Start grinding carefully.

How long has it been since your teacher put pen to paper?

The main thing is that I'm too old to control my hands at all!

The pen is like a tadpole constantly climbing.

"Hoo ......"

Mr. Wanliu took a deep breath, gently picked up the pen, and then grabbed his right hand with his other hand.

There was a bit of firmness in his eyes, and his hands were still trembling, but at this time, there seemed to be a surge of faith in his heart.

The hand that was constantly trembling gradually calmed down at this time.

Then he slowly put down the pen!

Zhang Baishun stood aside, and his breathing was extremely light at that moment.

Mr. Wan Liu's pen is light, but the words are powerful, although there are still some hideous fonts because of the trembling palms, but it adds a bit of wild and uninhibited meaning.

Zhang Baishun looked at the words one by one on the paper, as if he couldn't believe his eyes.

He never imagined that there would be such a grand dream in this world.

"Hoo ......"

When Mr. Wanliu breathed again, he slowly put down the pen in his hand, his eyes were full of softness, this seemed to be the most satisfactory word he had ever written in his life!