From time to time, the sound of bells was heard in the major temples of Chongyang Kingdom, and there was a news that caused an uproar.

The first emperor died, and the new emperor ascended the throne, only in his twenties, named Zhou Xun.

But this new emperor seems to have ascended to the sky step by step, but in fact, he is walking on thin ice step by step.

Although he holds the jade seal, he has no military power to move, and only Jing Chenghu, the chief soldier of the Tai'an Forbidden Army, is assisted by one person, which is somewhat unsatisfactory.

And today, in front of the gate of Tai'an City, Ding Qiu, Jiang Huai, and the innocent three who rushed from Suzhou to Tai'an day and night finally arrived.

Ding Qiu didn't say a word, and walked directly to the Juxian Academy past the soldiers guarding the city.

I never thought that this academy, which had become unpopular because the previous generation of masters no longer taught, was crowded with people in front of the door, all holding brocade boxes and flattering faces.

But no one could enter, and all of them were blocked by a white-haired old man.

Ding Qiu pulled Jiang Huai to the door and said with a smile: "Lao Huang, you have made a lot of money, the surname Kong is not there." ”

The old man was originally very irritable, but after hearing this, his eyes lit up, and he said hoarsely: "Why are you here, come in." ”

Ding Qiu pursed his lips, and pulled the young man and the innocent to take a step forward, as if he had stepped into a curtain of light.

After the three of them entered, the place immediately became noisy again.

"Senior Huang, why can he enter, we can all wait for a day and a night, you just let us meet, otherwise it will be difficult to go back." ”

"That's, that's it, why did he get in? ”

The old man waved his hand and said angrily: "It's different, it's different." ”

After speaking, he continued to close his eyes and pranayama, not looking at external objects.

Kong Xin'an has regained his white-haired appearance, sitting upright at the table, writing something in his hand.

Suddenly, a childish voice came.

"Sir!"

Kong Xin'an looked up and suddenly smiled.

The young man quickly ran to the front of this person, and with excitement in his heart, he arched his hand and said, "Jiang Huai has seen Mr. ”

Kong Xin'an patted the young man's shoulder, "It's been good recently." ”

Ding Qiu casually found a chair and sat down, and sneered: "Okay, don't look at who you are messing with." ”

The young man pulled the gray-clothed boy and said with a smile: "Sir, his name is Tianzhen, and he met him in Wuping County." ”

Kong Xin'an glanced at it, and the little boy was a little shy and immediately turned around.

The old man smiled, "Very good, very good. ”

The man with the sword on his back was tired, rubbed his eyebrows, took out a jar of wine and poured a big sip, "The surname Kong, what is the situation in Tai'an City now, don't be sloppy, give me a thorough explanation." ”

The small tree outside the window faces the morning sun, giving birth to a green.

Kong Xin'an frowned slightly, raised his hand and patted the young man's shoulder again, and his tone was very gentle, "Jiang Huai, go, I'll take you to a place." ”

Ding Qiu stood up suddenly, "What do you mean!"

Kong Xin'an didn't answer, and walked out of the door with the young man, and the gray-clothed boy immediately followed behind.

The old man seemed to be stepping on the spring breeze, his clothes fluttering, and a wide avenue was naturally opened outside the courtyard gate.

In the eyes of everyone, the three of them slowly walked forward.

Jing Chenghu, who was standing against the wall not far away, seemed to have been waiting for a long time, bent down slightly, bowed, and asked a word with a hidden meaning, "Master Confucius, do you really want to do that?"

Kong Xin'an smiled and continued to move forward with the young man.

Jing Chenghu nodded and turned away.

Not long after, a white light lit up in the darkness of Tai'an City, and a white flying sword with rippling aura around it flew rapidly from the morning sun, and the sword guided the way.

Jing Chenghu, who had done this, raised his head and yawned, and his figure was hidden in the dark again.

At the gate of the Shangde School Palace, which also had a saint in charge, Kong Xin'an took Jiang Huai along a path to the backyard.

This orthodox Confucian palace is full of books, the sound of books is loud, and several teachers are teaching those young people like the sun how to write symbols and how to use Haoran.

In an elegant pavilion in the academy, Gu Baichuan, a talented young man with outstanding talents, raised his eyes slightly, closed his eyes again, showed a smile on his face, and muttered: "I won't be lonely in the future." ”

In the extremely quiet Sage Hall in the backyard of the academy, a white-haired old man like an ordinary old man was sitting in the courtyard and playing music alone.

After seeing the comer, he stretched out his hand freely and freely, and three small stools appeared in front of the table.

Kong Xin'an patted the young man's shoulder and said with a smile: "Sit down." ”

Jiang Huai looked around and thought about it for a while, but after all, he didn't ask the question in his heart.

The old man who was playing chess collected the chess and liquidated the chess one by one, glanced at the young man, and said with joy on his face: "What a handsome young man, not bad." ”

Kong Xin'an sat opposite each other, and said with a smile: "Kong Xin'an has seen his predecessors. ”

The old man had a bit of approval in his eyes, pinched a piece and pointed it at the corner of the star, and said with a pretended smile: "What, something asks me?"

Kong Xin'an nodded, also pinched one, lightly pressed it on the chessboard, turned his head to look south, his eyes fell on the young man again, and said slowly: "If you go outside, you must first settle inside, the northern front of Longwu Kingdom has collapsed, and our country's army is not enough, so we must come out again." ”

A long sigh was immediately heard from inside the courtyard.

The white-haired old man continued to fall, his eyes were gloomy, and he turned to ask, "Is it your own decision or the decision of those old guys?"

Kong Xin'an was still fighting on the chessboard with the old man for three or four lines, and only after a few counts did he raise his head and said: "The comparison between the two actually doesn't matter much, the big war is about to start, if you don't make trouble at this time, the consequences will be unimaginable." ”

The gate outside the hospital slowly opened.

Ding Qiu, the man with the sword on his back, carried the wine jug, sat down in front of him staggeringly, and sneered: "The surname is Kong, you are looking for death." ”

After finishing speaking, seeing that the two of them continued to play chess, without taking care of themselves at all, he turned his eyes to the chessboard and muttered: "You guys are really stinky in chess, you might as well let me come." ”

The white-haired old man smiled a little distressedly, waved his hand and said, "Even if you forget it, you will die in vain if you go." ”

The man instantly lost all his appetite, pulled out the iron sword behind him and put it on his legs, and scolded angrily: "What do you mean, do you look down on me Ding Qiu, or look down on my sword?"

The white-haired old man repeated again, "If you go, you will die in vain!"

Ding Qiu looked at the old man, but he was still defeated, he raised his head irritably and drank heavily, changed to his usual idle appearance, and said with a smile: "I recently heard a news, the man who rode a crying donkey, stayed in the east for a while, and he was from the same country, and he should pay for it, and he should contribute it." ”

The old man asked, "Even if you find it, he will make a move?"

Ding Qiu was speechless for a moment, but immediately smiled again: "I'll talk about it when I see it." ”

Kong Xin'an fell like a fly, and the two of them turned to the final moment, using a chess robbery to judge winning or losing.

He picked up a piece and hung it in the air, but it didn't fall for a long time, and finally put it back in the chess box, intending to leave a suspense.

Kong Xin'an closed the chess cover, turned his head and smiled at the young man: "Jiang Huai, you will study here in the future." ”

The young man blinked his eyes and raised his head in confusion, "I don't understand what you're talking about, but I can figure out some meaning." ”

Jiang Huai looked at Kong Xin'an, "Sir, are you leaving again?" ”

Kong Xin'an looked at this junior who he was very optimistic about, and was about to pat him on the shoulder.

Who knew that the young man dodged one by one, and his voice was a little choked, "Sir, it is said in the books that patting someone else's shoulder has the meaning of entrustment, and you have slapped it three times today." “

The man with the sword on his back laughed directly when he heard this, "Little rabbit cub, what kind of crooked reasoning are you talking about." ”

The old man raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you really ready?"

The old man, who was a little rickety, got up and patted the young man's shoulder, raised his head and said: "The rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of the husband, and the scholar should move forward." ”

The white-haired old man also replied loudly: "What a national warrior!"

After Kong Xin'an said this, he slowly disappeared into the air like a spring breeze, and the Juxian Academy also disappeared.

Jiang Huai immediately got up and looked into the distance, a soft breeze on the surface, seemed to gently brush his shoulders and stayed for half a moment.

The young man looked up for a long time, was dragged to the seat of the chair by the man with the sword on his back, pointed to the north wall of the courtyard, and said in a deep voice: "Don't look at it, it's already far away, if you really have a heart, it's better to make a name for it first, such as wearing a hat for that kid first." ”

Jiang Huai looked at it, a young man with a hippie smile was squatting on the wall, wisps of golden aura were hovering and surging from his feet, and a transparent three-foot flying sword was slowly suspended in front of him, and drops of golden rain dew were constantly circulating on the tip of the sword.

The boy is like a great sword fairy!

Jiang Huai was stunned for a long time, turned his head to look at the man, turned his head in silence and said, "Okay!"

Gu Baichuan, who was squatting on the wall, laughed directly, patted his chest and tried his best to hold back the laughter, stretched out a hand and sneered: "Do you know how many people have wanted to stand on my head, at least fifty, but what is the result?"

The young man stood up and stood on the wall, and said loudly in a posture of overlooking him: "Just like now, I was born in a high place, what do you use to win me." ”

Unexpectedly, the young man in white climbed up to a tall evergreen tree in the courtyard with his hands and feet, stood on the branch and looked at the young man from a bird's-eye perspective, and said "yes" again loudly!

The white-haired old man laughed directly, and the man also laughed.

Gu Baichuan directly covered his eyes, kicked his toes backwards, and when he was three inches off the ground, the glazed flying sword stopped safely under him.

He turned his body and jumped off, left without saying a word, and muttered that he was a fool.

The white-clothed young man standing on the branch did not look at Gu Baichuan who was going away, but looked from a high place to a higher place.

The line of sight is condensed in the morning sun, the eyes are colorful, and the scenery is just right today.