The business of the solitary fast, which has always been deserted, has really started to improve in the past few days, and there is income every day. Especially when Chu Saburo was overly frightened, he was stunned, and after the news of his soul went out, it added fuel to the fire to a certain extent. Everyone knew in their hearts that with Chu Sanlang's current mental state, it was impossible to trouble Ye Junsheng again.

When it comes to this, gossip is flying all over the sky. Between the words, he felt that Ye Junsheng was really lucky, and Chu Sanlang had an accident at the critical moment, so he was able to escape.

At the same time, Guo Nanming, who had been studying in the south for a long time, returned.

His return made the atmosphere of the academy change inexplicably again, and the people who had surrounded him felt as if the backbone of the main body had returned, and reunited into a group, and Ye Junsheng had never had any group, only three or two friends around him.

"Hmph, let's just say that Guo Nanming is unwilling to give up, as soon as he came back, he denied the title of Junsheng's first genius in the north. ”

Huang Chaozhi, who heard the news, was indignant.

Liu Tianchen asked, "How to deny it?"

Huang Chaozhi said: "If he is a talent, how can he rely on poetry alone? calligraphy, danqing, piano and chess, etc., must be attained in order to be truly called a talent!"

It is undeniable that after a study tour, Guo Nanming's horizons have been greatly expanded, and his vision of things has really made great progress. It has gone out from a narrow perspective and has begun to become broad.

Liu Tianchen groaned: "This statement is also reasonable. ”

However, Huang Chaozhi ignored it and said: "In my opinion, he is just unconvinced, so he deliberately picked out some topics in an attempt to turn over...... Jun Sheng, do you say yes or no?"

Ye Junsheng said indifferently: "Yes or no, it's just someone who says, why care?"

"How can you not care? This time Guo Nanming came back, and brought a news, saying that next spring, a talent contest will be held, led by Yangzhou Academy, inviting talented people from all over the world to gather in Jiangnan, chanting poems and calligraphy, all of which will be included in the examination questions, and the final battle will be due. ”

Hearing this, Liu Tianchen's eyes lit up.

Scholars all over the world, in addition to gaining fame for the examination, are also eager for the reputation of talents. Very few people can really be indifferent and ambitious, and self-encouragement is almost the same.

Liu Tianchen said: "Then how do they invite people?"

"It is said that there will be a standard for coming out, and the outstanding people in the academies around the country will receive invitations. With your talent and reputation, you will definitely be invited. ”

Liu Tianchen sighed: "Talents are gathered, heroes are gathered, this is a rare gathering in the ages, and I really can't wait." Even if I wasn't invited, I would go to Jiangnan. ”

Huang Chaozhi said with a smile: "Of course, I believe that after the news spreads, I don't know how many people will go to Yangzhou, you go to me, everyone will go together." ”

The two of them looked forward to it, looking excited, just like the martial arts world is going to hold the world's first martial arts conference, even if their own strength is not enough, they can go to the scene to have a look, and they are honored.

"Jun Sheng, you have to take precautions and work hard. ”

Finally, the four eyes looked at Ye Junsheng in unison.

Without waiting for him to answer, Huang Chaozhi hurriedly said: "Jun Sheng, your words are the best for a while, but seven words and five words still need to be tested, and there is no problem in calligraphy, then, Danqing...... Jun Sheng, I heard that you Danqing also has attainments, so in this way, the odds of winning have greatly increased. ”

The predecessor is a bookworm, and Yu Danqing is indeed unique. However, Ye Junsheng later thought that calligraphy was easier to achieve, so he opened a solo restaurant to sell words instead of paintings.

First, Danqing is difficult to make and takes a lot of time, and secondly, compared with calligraphy, Danqing's artistic standards are more vague and difficult to be recognized. If you put your heart and soul into painting a picture and no one cares about it, wouldn't it be a blank eye.

However, if you want to participate in the talent competition, you need to perform in a balanced way, and the meaning is completely different.

Liu Tianchen praised: "Yes, the glory of the academy depends on you born to you." Having said that, I also understand that it is not easy to participate in such a talent competition of universal significance, especially in the south, which has always been full of talents, compared to the whole north, which is a lot weaker. Ye Junsheng doesn't have to win the championship, as long as he can be among the best, it can be regarded as a victory.

Ye Junsheng touched his nose and left a sentence of the scene: "The coming day is long, let's talk about it later." ”

...... Today, Jizhou City is very lively, people come and go, shouting, shouting, shouting, calling, noisy, forming a sea of sounds.

Outside the east city gate, a person suddenly strode in, but it was a thin monk, with an ugly face, small eyes and a wide mouth, nostrils facing the sky, and nose hair growing out like a pen. He was wearing a gray monk's robe, crumpled and had not been washed for an unknown amount of time, and had a peculiar smell.

Those who heard it all looked sideways and retreated.

The monk did not hold a Zen staff or a bronze bowl, his sleeves were empty, and only a string of plain white prayer beads hung around his neck. When he entered the city gate, he saw a reward list in a conspicuous place, which was actually posted by the governor's mansion, and he couldn't help but stop and look at it, and stretched out his hand to uncover the list.

When a soldier next to him saw it, he hurriedly came over and said, "This master unveiled the list, but he is willing to treat the son of Lord Zhizhou?"

Looking at the other party up and down, there is no demeanor of a superior person at all, but like a wild monk, especially the burst of smell, smelling nausea, if it is not for the repeated orders of Lord Zhizhou, this soldier will drive people away.

The monk's snort snorted: "Lead the way." ”

Seeing his confident appearance, where did the soldier dare to slack off, he immediately took him to the governor's mansion and let people inform.

Chu Zhizhou happened to be in the house, and when he heard the news, he hurriedly ran out to greet him: In recent days, Chu Sanlang's condition has been aggravating, all kinds of nonsense, all kinds of laughter and scolding, making the family restless and miserable. Almost all the doctors in the city were invited, and dozens of packets of medicine were taken, but to no avail.

Now that someone has finally unveiled the list, Chu Zhizhou is overjoyed, where do he still want to put on an official stand. When he saw the monk's appearance, he muttered again and was shocked. However, after thinking about it: there should be no swagger who is so bold as to dare to deceive Lord Zhizhou.

Maybe the masters outside the world are all like this.

-- In the Tianhua Dynasty, the Tao was revealed, and rumors about land immortals were spread from time to time, and they were deeply feared by the people. And above the court, they also turn a blind eye to these worldly masters, and the restraint is very weak.

"Dare to ask what this master is called?"

Chu Zhizhou immediately put down the official frame and bowed his hand to salute.

I saw the monk's spiritual eyes open, and under a sweep, I saw that the spiritual light on the top of Chu Zhizhou was luxuriant, among which there was a literary glow, and there was an official spirit, which was very stable on the top, and it was all flat and stable, and the yellow mangs of the Tao overflowed, and it actually pierced the pupils with jerky pain.

"Good official!"

The monk sighed in his heart, Rao is his scattered immortal cultivation, and he is not big at the moment, and the chief priest returned the salute and said: "The poor monk is a stinky monk in the lonely empty temple." ”

Hearing this name, Rao is Chu Zhizhou is well-informed, and he can't help but be stunned. Where in the world is there such a monk's name?

Stinky Monk ...... Having said that, he does stink, and the problem is that he won't use this as a name, is this self-deprecation?

"It turned out to be a stinky master, come in and have tea. ”

Mentioning this nondescript name, Chu Zhizhou only felt unspeakably awkward, and made a "please" gesture. There is really no bottom in his heart, because he has never heard of the name of such an ancient temple as "Lonely Sky Temple", and the Hanging Temple is famous. But at the moment, it's hard to say much, so it's better to invite someone in first and use the means to talk. If it's really a liar, just kill it.

The stinky monk shook his hand: "Don't use tea first, go and see Ling Gongzi first." ”

Chu Zhizhou couldn't ask for it, just to be able to test the authenticity, and immediately took him to the wing where Chu Sanlang lived, and heard a sound of "bang bang" smashing things from a distance, it seemed that Chu Sanlang had reached the time to go crazy again. The two waiting maids were so frightened that they withdrew, and they did not dare to enter the door.

Chu Zhizhou couldn't help but be gloomy, but when he saw the stinky monk's calm attitude, he suddenly had hope again.

What a stinky monk, Shi Shiran stepped into the room.

"What the hell!"

When Chu Saburo, who was disheveled, saw him, he screamed violently, picked up a solid wood stool, and smashed it towards the stinky monk. His face was hideous, he gritted his teeth, and he just wanted to smash the stinky monk to pieces.

The stinky monk raised his eyes and swept his eyebrows, his eyebrows couldn't help jumping, as if he saw some unusual clues, and he was a little stunned.

Seeing this, Chu Zhizhou couldn't help but shout: "Master be careful!"

But when the stool was about to hit the top of his head, the stinky monk opened his eyes unhurriedly, shot like electricity, stretched out his hand and pointed, and a magic duel was punched out, right on Chu Saburo's forehead, and he opened his mouth and shouted: "Idiot don't wake up soon!"

It's as straight as an angry King Kong.

Airplanes!

In an instant, Chu Saburo stood on the spot as if he had been drunk and his confusion was completely opened, and he stood motionless on the spot. After a while, the confusion and fanaticism in his eyes receded like a tide, and finally he looked at the stinky monk with hooked eyes, and then saw Chu Zhizhou, and immediately knelt on the ground: "Uncle, what is the child?"

But I can't remember what happened during the period of worry.

As soon as the stinky monk made a move, he instantly ignited Chu Saburo and made him sober up. When Chu Zhizhou saw it, he was ecstatic, and hurriedly ran over and hugged Chu Sanlang, and the two fathers and sons hugged their heads and cried.

"Anitabha, good, good!"

The stinky monk joined together, recited the Buddha's name, and his face stretched out, so that people could see it, but he didn't feel that it was smelly at all, and vaguely, even the smell on his body was weakened.

Chu Zhizhou couldn't help but be overjoyed, and immediately ordered his subordinates to prepare a banquet, and to entertain and thank the stinky monk.

But I heard the stinky monk say: "Lord Zhizhou, if you can, the poor monk wants to build a temple in this Jizhou city, which is the grand wish made by the poor monk when he became a monk." ”

Chu Zhizhou said with a smile: "It's okay, I immediately ordered someone to listen to the master's orders, and set up a temple in the middle of the city, with specific requirements, but please ask the master to put it forward." ”

As he spoke, he gave an order, and immediately a responsible steward came up to do his duty.

(To be continued)