"I didn't expect it, after all, you've always been an unobtrusive person."

A cheerful voice sounded, and a beautiful woman with a dusty temperament and a white dress walked over.

She is as pure as a snow lotus, as bright as the moonlight, the texture of the skirt is light, fluttering with the lotus steps, the slender and straight legs are seductive, the waist is slender, tied with a white ribbon, graceful.

Her long jet-black hair fell down her back like a waterfall, gently brushing her fair skin, shining with a jet-black sheen.

Her face is like a blooming flower, delicate, her eyebrows are slender and curved like willow leaves, her beautiful eyes are like autumn water, clear and bright, revealing tranquility and wisdom, her nose is straight and beautiful, her lips are as ruddy as cherries, like a fairy coming out of a painting, with the air of poetry and books, noble and holy, which makes people unbearable to blaspheme.

"Shang Qingxuan."

Ye Lingtian stroked his chin and looked up and down at the beauty's beautiful legs and life-threatening waist.

The one in front of him is his cousin, one of the three idiots in the world, Shang Qingxuan.

Shang Qingxuan glanced at Ye Lingtian with a calm expression, ignoring the other party's evil gaze, she whispered, "The Confucian Sage wants to see you." ”

After saying that, he walked forward with his hands in his hands.

Ye Lingtian followed, he looked at the slender hand that Shang Qingxuan was carrying, and said with a smile: "Shang Qingxuan, can you let me touch your hand?" ”

"Refuse."

Shang Qingxuan said softly, withdrew his hand, and inserted it into his sleeve.

"Qingxuan, have you missed me all these years?"

Ye Lingtian asked cheekily.

"Nope."

Shang Qingxuan's expression was calm.

"I have a lot of good books, aren't you tempted?"

Ye Ling Tiandao.

“......”

Shang Qingxuan glanced at Ye Lingtian lightly and continued to walk forward.

What kind of virtue is her cousin, she naturally understands, this guy likes to collect some dirty books, and he is embarrassed to say that they are good books?

"Qing Xuan, I have a collector's edition of the Golden Vase Plum, do you want to read it? It's beautiful. ”

Ye Ling Tiandao.

"Don't look."

Shang Chunxuan said lightly.

"I also have a new sequel book that confuses the world, Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng, and now I am the only one who has got the collector's edition, you must not have read the latest chapter, if you want to see it, you can beg me, if I am in a good mood, I may be able to show you."

Ye Lingtian said with a smile.

When Shang Qingxuan heard this, she stopped, a different color flashed in her eyes, and she looked at Ye Lingtian and said, "Really? ”

"Fake!"

After Ye Ling finished, he overtook Shang Qingxuan in one step and walked in front of the other party, still carrying his hands behind his back, with a soft smile on his face.

“......”

Shang Qingxuan looked at Ye Lingtian's back, slightly stunned, and had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

For some reason, when she met Ye Lingtian this time, she suddenly found that she seemed to be a little unable to see through the other party.

After a while.

The two of them came to a seaside attic, which was dyed with a thick layer of snow, and a layer of ice crystals formed on the threshold, and some sculptures seemed to have turned into ice sculptures, which looked extremely beautiful.

The name of the attic is: Tian'an.

The momentum is majestic and very special.

"Heavenly Shore."

Ye Lingtian stared at the attic in front of him and smiled faintly.

This attic is the residence of the Confucian saints, and the Confucian saints live in a simple place on weekdays, and their favorite thing to do is to drink tea and drink in the Tian'an attic, or to fish in front of the Tian'an Tower.

"Do you know what those two words mean?"

Shang Qingxuan asked softly.

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Ye Lingtian smiled and said, "I don't know, I also ask the bookworm beauty to say it clearly." ”

Shang Qingxuan muttered: "The shore of Tianshui, called Tian'an, this is the Confucian idea of moderation, which is inclusive and diverse. ”

"Is that really the case?"

Ye Lingtian said with a smile.

Shang Qingxuan looked at Ye Lingtian and said suspiciously, "Isn't it?" ”

Ye Lingtian said: "At the end of the sea, the sky is the shore, and the mountain is the peak." ”

"The sea is at the end of the sky, and the mountain is the peak?"

Shang Qingxuan looked stunned, the meaning of this sentence contains a sense of domineering that looks down on the world and gives up on me, which is completely different from the middle-of-the-road thinking she said.

Such words, coming from Ye Lingtian's mouth, made her feel unspeakably weird.

"There are two more sentences to follow."

Ye Lingtian whispered.

Shang Qingxuan's heart moved, and asked, "Let's hear it." ”

"If Dongshan can rise again, Dapeng spreads its wings and hates the sky."

Ye Lingtian smiled.

“......”

Shang Qingxuan looked at Ye Lingtian with a dull face.

Ye Lingtian looked at the Tian'an Tower in front of him, and said with a light smile: "This is the residence of the Confucian Sage, these two words are also from his hand, it is obvious that the old guy inscribed these two words in this attic, not to express any middle-of-the-road thoughts, but to feel that he has empty ambitions, but unfortunately he is old, there are many things that he can't do, and he is extremely helpless in his heart." ”

Shang Qingxuan's face froze, glared at Ye Lingtian and said, "Crooked! Don't say that again next time. ”

How does a Confucian saint exist?

They communicate here, how can the other party not hear each other?

"The Confucian saint is in the attic, you go in, I won't accompany you in."

Shang Qingxuan waved his hand lightly.

"He's not in the attic."

Ye Lingtian walked forward with a smile, bypassing the attic and walking towards a pavilion by the sea.

"This guy ......"

Shang Qingxuan looked strange, shook his head, and turned to leave.

Seaside pavilions.

An elegant old man looked at the chessboard with a thoughtful face,

He is wearing a plain white robe, simple and decent, a plain robe, waving his hand, it seems to be measuring the road of life, although he has gray hair, but he is in good spirits, his eyes are gentle and wise, revealing the precipitation of the years and the wisdom of life.

This is the Confucian sage, the first person of Confucianism, an old guy who has lived for more than 500 years, and Wang Mingyang of the Yin and Yang family is a figure of the same era.

Next to the pavilion, there are also fragrant tea and fishing rods.

Ye Lingtian came to the pavilion, hugged his fists slightly, and said, "Boy Ye Lingtian, I have seen a Confucian saint." ”

"The sea is at the end of the sky, and the mountain is the peak? You're a big boy. ”

The Confucian saint dropped a chess piece and slowly spoke, his voice was warm, neither happy nor sad.

Ye Lingtian smiled lightly: "I didn't say this, but a mysterious old gentleman said it." ”

"Old gentleman?"

The Confucian sage took out a sunspot from the chess frame.

Ye Lingtian smiled lightly: "The kid is only eighteen years old, but he can't say that kind of old-fashioned words. ”

The Confucian saint did not continue to fall, but gently pinched the black chess pieces and said, "Can you play a game with me?" ”

Ye Lingtian looked at the fishing rod and fragrant tea next to him: "Wait for me to drink tea, catch a fish, and then play against you." ”

"It's funny! Which fish are you going to catch? ”

The Confucian Saint looked at Ye Lingtian.

"A big fish."

Ye Lingtian answered the question.

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