Zhu Fuzi was even more puzzled: "What city?" ”

"Forbidden City!"

"What city is purple?" Qiao County is puzzled?

"Forbidden City!" Zhou Dagu opened his mouth wide.

"Forbidden what?" Qiao Xiancheng can't believe it!

"City! Forbidden city! Zhou Dagu's tongue was knotted.

Zhu Fuzi and Qiao Xiancheng glanced at each other: "What is this Forbidden City?" ”

Zhou Dagu sighed and wanted to explain clearly to the people of this world, what are the five palaces of the world, it is really a bit embarrassing.

His little head moved: "This is the city I came up with by myself!" ”

"When I was young, I used to lie by the river, looking at the sky, imagining the clouds in the sky changing."

"I thought there were immortals hidden behind the clouds, where did the immortals live? Castle in the sky? ”

"So, I imagined a world behind the clouds, and the name of that city was called the Forbidden City by me!"

Zhou Dagu sighed, he couldn't say.

When he was studying the Memory Palace, the Forbidden City happened to be free for college students.

He accepted a college student ID for three yuan, used the student ID card to enter the Forbidden City, borrowed the physical Forbidden City, and strengthened the memory palace in his mind!

At that time, he traveled all over the Forbidden City.

Subtly, the memory palace has become the appearance of the Forbidden City.

Qiao Xiancheng was puzzled: "Can it still be like this?" ”

"I haven't heard of it either, but I remember that there is a record in the history books that a royal child named Ji Luo, after being destroyed by the enemy, left the demon world, and a few decades later, he became a great Confucian, and brought his Purple Mansion Temple to take revenge!" Zhu Fuzi walked around the hall.

"The subjects of the old country said that the Zifu Confucian Temple was the capital of other countries, and in his Zifu Confucian Temple, every grass and tree was the same as the old national capital. It's just that when the country was destroyed, he was still a child who didn't remember, how could he remember his national capital. ”

"He also said that he saw it in the paintings left by his father!"

"Since the palace in the painting can be made into the Purple Mansion Palace, the imaginary palace should also be possible!" There was a clear lack of confidence in Zhu Fuzi's tone.

"Forget it, wait until I write a letter to my teacher and ask if this situation is okay, if not, can I change the ......"

Zhou Dagu was a little moved, Zhu Fuzi was reluctant to even mention the name of the teacher in the capital on weekdays, but today he was willing to study with the teacher for advice because of his affairs.

"Thank you, Master!" He had nothing else to say but thanks.

Qiao Xiancheng also shook his head helplessly: "I have never heard of anyone's Zifu Confucian Temple after the foundation is established, it can be torn down and rebuilt, and when the three-grade realm is not great, the Confucian Temple will be built more luxuriously!" You can also let Confucianism go all the way! ”

Since Zhou Dagu knew that the size of the Confucian Temple had something to do with the distance of Confucianism and Taoism in the future.

He doesn't worry about how far he can go in the future, he only worries about whether he can get to that point with his own life!

If you want to build the entire Forbidden City with your talents, you can be promoted.

It's just this talent, I don't know how many years it will take him to accumulate.

Zhu Fuzi Qiao Xiancheng did not know the truth.

He still doesn't know that what he just spent is not a Dafu poem, a Narushu poem!

There is also the talent of half a town poem!

The other half of the talent, borrowed by the saint on the mountain of the two realms, in order to suppress the big win context!

But with so much talent, used to build the Forbidden City, it only enriched a dozen houses.

The Forbidden City has more than 8,000 rooms, as well as several splendid gates.

As soon as he thought that he needed such a huge talent, Zhou Dagu felt that his head hurt.

Zhu Fuzi saw that he was depressed, and comforted him: "Dagu, rest assured!" ”

"The size of the Zifu Confucian Temple, you can indeed feel talented in the future, but with your poetic talent, as long as your literary heart is maintained, it is not difficult to achieve great Confucianism!"

"My master is a great Confucian from a humble family, and his Zifu Confucian Temple is not big!" Zhu Fuzi wanted to say something, but he didn't say it because he had scruples.

Zhou Dagu nodded helplessly, he also wanted to say something, but he still didn't say it.

Qiao Xiancheng has a strange feeling, I seem to be a little redundant!

No way! He wants to show how important his existence is!

"Actually, I came this time, not only to care about Zhou Mingzhou's body, but also to tell you about a very important matter!"

Zhou Dagu was very surprised: "It won't be the county test results, let's come out today!" ”

Zhu Fuzi shook his head, and there was some pampering in his smile: "Silly disciple, how is it possible!" Today's results are out, even if Guo County orders you cheat, it's too late! ”

"The results of the county examination need to be approved by the county government, and the officials who approve the papers are from other counties, which will take about two days!"

"After the results are out, the county order master of the county should be notified, and the county order master of the county to which the approval official belongs, in order to prevent anyone from cheating!"

"Finally, it needs to be reported to Qingxue Mansion, and Qingxue Mansion will give instructions again!"

"It's about five days!"

Zhou Dagu nodded, it seems that he will have to wait five days before he can experience the happiness of first place.

In his heart, the little county test is not yet hand-to-hand, what can be the problem.

"Then, Lord County, it's not about the county test, what else has to do with me!"

Qiao Xiancheng stroked his beard, although, it was just a thin layer of beard on his chin.

"Guess!"

Zhu Fuzi looked at him with an unkind face: "Hurry up, and then go back quickly, don't want to rub my food here!" ”

"Alas! I'm a big county and I'll rub your food! ”

"When you were in school, you rubbed less?"

"Then I'll just slow down today!"

"I expected it, I didn't cook at all!" Zhu Fuzi is a scoundrel.

Qiao Xiancheng sighed helplessly: "This official is busy with official business, so I won't sell a lawsuit to you!" ”

"Zhou Mingzhou, the matter of the Two Realms Mountain has been decided!"

Zhou Da was picked up with a heavy heart: "Lord County, where did the news come from?" ”

"Kyoto, left phase!"

Zhou Dagu breathed a sigh of relief: "Am I okay!" ”

"Yes, Zuo Xiang has rehabilitated you and determined the news of the one hundred and ten people who fled from Yumen Pass, and they were all identified as guarding Yumen Pass and dying on the battlefield!"

"The rewards that the imperial court should give you, and the condolences that should be given to those who died, are all paid in advance by Yumen Pass and Caixian County Ya!"

"Guo County's order promises that it will be ready tomorrow at the latest!"

Zhu Fuzi was really happy for Zhou Dagu, and he slammed it on the bookcase: "Okay! Great, no one will ever come to you again on the grounds of desertion! ”

"Da Gu, why are you unhappy!"

Zhou Dagu didn't know that he should be happy, but his heart was inexplicably heavy.

"Master, this is what they deserve, I can't be happy!"

He blurted out, but in his heart he remembered the indiscriminate killing of the second son, who was the culprit of everything, but now he was covered up as a hero by himself!

Profound......

Zhou Dagu understood that he might be unhappy about this buried truth!

Zhu Fuzi's face was a little heavy: "The dead can't go back, the living should live better!" ”

"Yes!" Zhou Da responded, and this is also the purpose he has always insisted on.

"Master, I want to go back tomorrow and go back to Zhoujia Village!"

"Well, I know you have something to give to their widow personally!"

Zhou Dagu looked up, and the moon had already come out.

He looked at the moon and thought of many things, thinking of Zhou Wu, thinking of Uncle Wang, and thinking of countless faces devoured by blood pythons.

The living carry the weight of the dead.

The boy thumped his shoulders, it was heavy.