"Master Wang......"

"I've seen Master Wang. ”

Wang Zhixin walked in the real courtyard of Chang'an School wearing a gray robe different from the student's green clothes, staring at a simple jade book in his hand.

Even as the students passed around him, he only nodded slightly.

Naturally, the students in Chang'an Juku don't think it's strange - the only left descendant of the Holy Master of Chang'an Juku, and Mu Ne Tianjiao, who holds the world's walking jade card, is a seeking.

To be able to nod to them a little is still after the establishment of the Confucian Society.

He now really deserves the title of "Wang Shi" - Confucianism was broadcast in Taihao Tian, and in the great change that all the saints were taboo and profound that day, this person stepped into the realm of enlightenment and condensed the Haoran righteousness in Taihao Tian into a rope, and preserved the Taihao Tian left by countless ancestors.

And because of enlightenment, once he broke through the law phase, he went straight to open the five great gods of the body, and in a single step, he stepped to the peak of the realm of returning to Tibet, and he stepped into the top of the unicorn list alone.

The sage asked, and the stone opened the door. The name was confirmed that day, and no one dared to question the weight of the name "Little Sage".

From that day on, he took off his student's green clothes, put on the gray robe of the preacher, and stayed in Chang'an School.

Now the main thing is Wang Xuan, Wang Xuan is the most important inheritance, naturally he wants to give all the good to this single seedling, in case he goes back to inherit the position of the Lin'an Wang family and loses the mess on the side of Chang'an School.

If it weren't for the fact that he was really young, Wang Xuan and Zeng Sheng would have the mind to make him a sub-sage, and it would be impossible to say that the one who is here today is the white-clothed sub-sage.

"The teacher has been gone for a few days. ”

Wang Zhixin looked at Zhang Qinghe's words and deeds recorded on the jade book, and thought silently.

When he swept the words "Brother Zhang" and "Mr. Shaobai" on the jade book, he hesitated, and then Lingyuan erased those words again, thought for a while, and added the word "Zhangzi" to these blank spaces......

After a long time, he furrowed his brows again, as if he was still dissatisfied, and erased the word "Zhang Zi" and changed it to "Zi Suzi".

It wasn't until this second round that he finally showed a satisfied look on his face and put the jade book in his sleeve.

He didn't have nothing to do to wander around in this real courtyard, if he hadn't had something serious to do, he would have already gone to the Confucian Society to study knowledge - no matter how bad it was, he could get some gains in cultivation by solving doubts with those Confucian students.

"Persistence, you are now a preacher master, you must learn to be kind and polite to others, and their closeness to you is a sign of respect. ”

Wang Xuan and Xu Jianshan were actually there, and they saw that Wang Zhixin was so perfunctory in the face of the students of the real academy, and they were more or less helpless.

After all, if you want to be a sixth-generation saint master, you can't just be able to learn.

"It's okay, they're all students. If...... Brother Zhang is here, and he will definitely feel casual. ”

"Brother Zhang, Brother Zhang, listen to you talk about your Brother Zhang whenever and wherever you are, alas, ......"

Wang Xuan complained a little, but Xu Jianshan seemed silent. None of them are people who know the inside story, they are just the unparalleled Tianjiao Daozi in the world, in order to remove the mountain that has pressed on the heart and lungs of Chang'an Juku for thousands of years, and will forever die out of the sky.

It's a pity.

Xu Jianshan is afraid that he knows more about the inside story, he saw Zhang Qinghe's determined appearance that day, and felt that Li Shaobai may have been saved, but Zhang Qinghe's life and death are not yet known, as for Wang Xuan, he is purely a little sighing.

The three of them were chatting, and they saw a team of honor guards walking in from the Taihao Sky Gate, and the good deeds students passing by looked at it, and they were all palace people in luxurious brocade robes.

The person who came at the head was a young eunuch in a crimson narrow-sleeved robe, with a feminine aura all over his body, without a trace of folds on his face, nor a trace of fluff, but unfortunately he was not so plain, but a pair of eyes were spiritual.

"Tall ......"

The common problem of the saints is to fear the imperial power, naturally, in addition to Wang Zhixin, Xu Jianshan and Wang Xuan are extremely solemn.

"I've seen two saints, and I've seen Master Wang"

Gao Ming also nodded slightly, if it was in private, he would naturally be more amiable, but today, he represented the face of the heavenly family.

Obviously, knowing his intentions, the pomp and circumstance arranged by Chang'an Juku are not large, but the parties and the main party are present, and it seems more appropriate and decent.

He unfolded a brocade silk directly, and the imperial luck seemed to be condensed, turning into a purple gold aura phantom, hovering in the void word by word, and he recited softly-

"He said:

Later, the Academy of Literature was changed to Guozijian, and more students were recruited, so that the little elm head of the Wang family received the sacrificial wine, and went to the good student to teach people, and the Confucian Society moved it directly to the end.

Chin this. ”

This......

Gao Ming's face was as usual, he was not afraid of embarrassment, obviously it was not the first time he had done this, and Wang Zhixin didn't care at all - according to Zhang Qinghe's theory, it was enough to have the benefits of taking it for nothing.

However, Xu Jianshan and Wang Xuan looked at each other.

"Hmm...... The two saints forgive me, the saint monarch and his temperament are not unaware of the two of them, this decree was not passed through the province, and it was sent directly, and no one helped him polish his pen. ”

Gao Ming's "Heavenly Majesty" that he had been tense also collapsed completely with his loud recitation, so the minister pointed to a seal on the brocade silk and said comfortingly.

Wang Zhixin glanced at it slightly, the shape of the seal seemed to be a little strange, as if a few corners were missing, and there were still a few cracks in the details of the imprint, as if they had been bumped. However, the majesty of the emperor is self-evident, and it will be a time of luck to the death.

Wang Xuan's heart was crying, laughing and bitter - for Chang'an Juku, the frustration of the Li family coming to pick peaches at the end of the layout was over, but it was made a little funny by Li Mo's personal decree, which diluted their sense of depression.

The way the Holy Monarch acted made them involuntarily think of the junior who was out of tune, and for a moment it seemed a little relaxed.

However, a good literary academy in Chang'an City was replaced with "Guozijian" and adopted as the Li family's own backyard, which is already very revealing in the eyes of the two.

"That persistence...... Since the Academy of Literature has been restructured and you have been appointed to take on this great responsibility, it is good to be a good student to do learning in the future, and it is good to train for a hundred years. ”

Wang Xuan was silent for a long time, and finally said.

Xu Jianshan had no opinion, and the two looked at Wang Zhixin with bright eyes and nodded, a little funny.

This doll has one more hobby of exploring things lately than it used to be—

That is a good teacher, I am afraid that as long as there are students to teach, he can be excited wherever he goes.

A few people discussed specific things for a while, and then hurried back, and then the sunset on the west mountain, the jade rabbit on the tip.

It's just that at this time, Taihaotian is really full of righteousness, on the Qingquan Stone, in the Songyue Garden, there is no illusion of peace.

Wang Zhixin felt everything around him, and it was rare for him to hook a smile on the corner of his mouth, and silently took out a coupon from his arms......