Verse 687: I'm a madman

"Yes...... Yes......" The white-clothed Confucian covered his mouth with his teeth knocked out and nodded slowly.

The middle-aged housekeeper raised his hand and said to Confucius: "Miss is preparing for the wedding ceremony, I won't see you, you give me the letter, let me pass it on for you!"

"Is she going to get married?" The white-clothed Confucian slowly got up from the ground, glanced at the middle-aged housekeeper, and said with a look in his eyes: "Whose son is it?"

"Sedum's third son, the same year as Miss, has been a childhood sweetheart since childhood, and just had a Yuan dress ceremony the day before yesterday. The middle-aged housekeeper's words were like thorns in the heart of Confucianism, and the other party saw the sad expression on his face, which seemed to be a little unbearable, and said comfortingly: "I see that you are also a Confucian student of the Sage Academy, and if you want to climb the high branches of our Hou Mansion at once, be a son-in-law, with your identity as a child, it is definitely not enough, if you become a saint in the future, and then enter the court as an official, maybe it is still possible, but a scholar like you ......"

Speaking of this, the middle-aged housekeeper said with a sneer of contempt on the corner of his mouth: "It should be easier to find a rich peasant girl in the countryside, or a village girl, dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, each according to its kind, you better not have unrealistic illusions!"

"Phew!" The Confucian student felt the hostility in the middle-aged butler's contemptuous smile, and suddenly opened his mouth, and when the middle-aged butler was caught off guard, he had already spit a mouthful of blood-mixed sputum on his face!

In the other party's stunned expression, the Confucian scholar, who had been beaten to death, said in a deep voice: "Thousands of years ago, wasn't His Majesty Taizu also a grass people, from the end of the day, what do you have to be proud of? Especially you beasts who fight with people......

"Bastard, you little scholar, and you turned against you!" was suddenly spat by him, and the middle-aged housekeeper was also furious, stretched out his hand, directly wiped the bloody phlegm off his face, and shouted: "Search out the letter on his body for me first, and then beat me, beat me hard!"

"Be merciful!" At this critical moment, another female voice spoke, and suddenly, not to mention those family members, even the middle-aged housekeeper who was angry suppressed his temperament, and whispered to the beautiful shadow who came out from behind the Zhu Gate: "Miss, why did you come here?"

I saw that the figure was covered with a layer of green silk veil, dressed in a white skirt, standing under the shadow of the heavy Zhumen at this time, she couldn't see her appearance clearly, but it made people have an incomprehensible beauty, just like a fairy Linfan, just standing like this, there was an indescribable moving beauty.

"Chu Fengge, what Uncle Li said is not wrong, if you work hard, why don't you worry about not finding a decent girl in the future?"

"Qing'er, why do you say that?" said the white-clothed Confucian in astonishment.

"You and I are not people from the world, you go back, in this life and this life, I will not see you again, as for your letter, take it yourself, I will not read it. The figure was like an iceberg snow lotus, and his voice looked like nine cold ice, looking at the white-clothed Confucian and said indifferently: "Everyone has their own way, we can't go together after all, since we are wrong, then let's get lost, why make mistakes again and again, delay yourself?"

"You...... Qing'er ......" Qin Guyue clearly felt that the heart of this white-clothed Confucian was beating faster, and his lips were bitter.

"Who allowed you to call Miss by her name!" the middle-aged butler shouted at the white-clothed Confucian with a fierce expression. "Be careful we tear your mouth apart!"

"Qing'er, you have thought about it!" The white-clothed Confucian ignored the threat of the middle-aged butler, and said to the beauty in the shadow of the Zhu Gate: "I ...... in the grass hall that day."

"If you talk nonsense again, I'll let Jing Zhaoyin's people come over and convict you of a crime and put you in prison. Do you believe it or not?" The beauty gritted her teeth, and directly interrupted the words of the white-clothed Confucian student, and after finishing speaking, she actually added: "Don't force me!"

The white-clothed Confucian was also stunned, and then shook his head and sighed: "Can the Hou Mansion actually bully people like this?"

"Hmph, if you want to blame it, you didn't have a good birth and were born in a pariah's house. The middle-aged butler still reprimanded the white-clothed Confucian student arrogantly: "The toad wants to eat swan meat, you are all asking for it!"

"Hello, Chu Fengge. As soon as the young lady turned around, the middle-aged housekeeper suddenly became proud again, rubbing his palms while sneering: "Beat me, beat me hard! As long as no one lives, I will bear it for you!"

However, at this moment, the white-clothed scholar actually made an astonishing move, and he didn't know where the strength of Lu Dao came from, so he suddenly broke free from a warrior realm family member who grabbed his shoulder, reached into his arms, and directly took out a letter wrapped in white paper, "Don't you want to believe it? I don't need to keep this letter!"

There was a cracking sound, and the scholar directly grabbed both ends of the envelope with both hands, and tore the whole letter into two from the middle with a forceful pull, and then tore it into crumbs fiercely, and as soon as his hands were loosened, the fragments were suddenly blown by the wind, swept up, and fluttered one after another, like a falling snow.

"I, Chu Fengge, will break off with you Lin Qing'er from today onwards, and swear not to stand with your Holy Muhou Lin family!" In the midst of the flying shredded paper, the scholar gritted his teeth and roared.

But soon, a "bang" punch, firmly hit him in the face, just when he felt a black moment in front of him, and there was a "poof" kick, someone on his lower abdomen, although he was very arrogant, but after all, he was not a person who practiced martial arts, where could he withstand the fierce kick of the warrior realm, and suddenly the whole person seemed to have no weight, and flew upside down for several meters, "click", the front teeth hit the ground, and it was a dog-like posture, lying on the ground.

"Hmph, hard mouth, just you, a little Confucian student, still want to bring down the Lin family?"

"I still swear not to stand up, I will completely cripple you today, see how you stand up!"

"Yes, break his legs and make him unable to stand up for the rest of his life!"

"It's better to break the third leg together!" said one of the housekeepers, smirking lewdly.

At this time, Qin Guyue, who was in this Confucian body, not to mention how aggrieved he was, could destroy all this group of people with a single raise of his hand, but he could only watch his body being beaten like a sandbag, which made people worry, would it be blown up directly with the next punch!

The scholar was okay, he was exhaled according to the back of his head, and he immediately fainted, unconscious, but Qin Guyue was stunned and watched the whole process of the whole incident soberly, it was a bloody and rude, miserable, Qin Guyue could only shake his head vigorously, shake his head, and shake his head again.

Seeing now, Qin Guyue probably understood what the ins and outs of this matter were.

This Confucian called "Chu Fengge" must be the original Confucian Yasheng, because the Yasheng cultivation is thorough, Shouyuan is at least more than two hundred years old now, and most of the sages of the same generation as him have returned to dust, and the earth has returned to the earth, plus the status of the sub-saint is noble, and the Confucian family has a tradition of being a venerable person, so that not to mention the life of the Yasheng before his career, even his name is no longer known.

Could it be that this Confucian Yasheng is so hateful to the powerful and unwilling to accept the official position of the imperial court, there is such a secret in it......

Thinking of this, Qin Guyue also sighed in her heart, I have to say that judging from this memory alone, although Qin Guyue is also a child of an aristocratic family, and she is also the Qin family with the first family in the world, she is still on the side of Yasheng at this time, especially these noble domestic slaves who fight with people, they are scum that should be cut off, so Yasheng wants to spare no effort to weaken the court, especially the injustice of the nobles to people.

Soon, the few beating family members saw that the white-clothed Confucian was beaten to the point that he only had in, but no more out, and thought that he had been beaten to death, so they left one after another, and let the scholar lie on the street like a dead dog, and finally a kind vendor passing by helped him up, woke him up, and fed him some water, so that Chu Fengge could be considered sober.

If it weren't for this kind-hearted man, it would be too ironic for a future Confucian saint to be thrown on the street like a dead dog, and die outside regardless of the question.

Almost resurrected from the dead, this Confucian limped back to the Sage Academy, enduring the ridicule and white eyes of his companions, but his mind was tenacious day after day, and what was even more gratifying was that it seemed to be stimulated by this incident, and he developed a mentality of being tired of red dust and devoted himself to studying. When some of the other brothers were busy hooking up with their sisters and sisters, and some were getting married and having children outside the academy, he was still standing alone, with a white head and a poor scripture.

When Qin Guyue was accompanied by this scholar's body, he also discovered a strange thing, that is, this future Confucian sub-saint cultivated not the mainstream immortal art of Confucianism, but a way of cultivating the ancient sages that he had heard Mo Jun never say--entering the Tao with articles!

It's actually such a strange way of cultivating! I don't cultivate qi, I don't practice martial arts, I don't meditate, I don't even meditate, but I write articles to gain enlightenment, and then I can improve my realm through enlightenment.

This kind of cultivation method is not only unheard of in the world, it is said that among the Confucian sages, only a very few people have tried it, and few people have finally succeeded, attributing it to the reason, Qin Guyue found that it is not that this person who cultivates at a speed that is not as fast as the traditional Confucian cultivation of immortal arts, but because the breakthrough of this cultivation method completely depends on one thing, that is, enlightenment!

If you don't realize anything, it is possible that you will be poor for a hundred years and gain nothing, on the contrary, if you are enlightened, it is likely that Kun will turn into Peng, Jiao will turn into a dragon, and become a masterpiece in the world, a generation of giants.