Liulong County Ya, the county commander and the master are brewing a conspiracy to deal with Meng Bai and Qingchuan Academy. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, a certain teenager is still walking on the street with bright sun and good air.

happily devoted himself to the activity of tasting Liulong snacks, speaking of which, Meng Bai has been very busy since he came to this world, busy eating in major restaurants.

So I haven't tasted the flavor snacks of Liulong yet.

And Meng Bai's excuse to Su Qi'er said that this was an investigation of the culture of Liulongcheng, so that the sect could recruit students faster and better.

...... It's. Meng Bai didn't tell Su Qi'er about the Heavenly Academy.

Indeed, it is very difficult to deliberately find those natural waste materials. And it's the kind of scrap material that is strong-willed and can really become strong.

Instead of...... Scrap wood?

The waste materials that can be strengthened can be found by using the method of unintentionally inserting willows into the shade.

Therefore, Meng Bai really came with the purpose of recruiting students.

"Boss, here are a hundred skewers of mutton! Two bottles of plum wine! Eat first, and then ask you if it's not enough." Meng Bai asked for food heartily.

The master who sells barbecue suddenly burst into tears. Today, because of Liulong's enrollment, his business has been greatly affected.

He couldn't help but be a little dissatisfied, the entire school-age youth who stayed in the dragon had passed, and even the older people had passed with the idea of watching the excitement.

He didn't make any money in the morning, and he almost scolded that Meng Bai.

Because of his business, he has never heard of Meng Bai's cross talk, so he doesn't know Meng Bai either.

Otherwise, if you knew that such a handsome young man who supported his business was Meng Bai, how would he feel.

Meng Bai ate like this, happily, without a trace of grace at all.

As he picked up the plum wine and poured it into a simple cup, a lonely figure walked into his gaze. The boy's clothes are shabby, but they are also neat. And he looked fifteen or sixteen years old, but he didn't go to Qingchuan to enroll, but walked alone on the street.

......

At a certain enrollment point, an eight-year-old child was sweating profusely cursing his master.

Even though it was already noon, the long queue showed no sign of abating. On the contrary, due to the continuous rush of people from other cities to Liulong Town, it has further increased.

Yao Qingqin was still cold under the scorching sun. The all-weather air conditioner makes Su Qi'er envious, and when it comes to the innate realm, there is a very big benefit that it does not invade the cold and heat.

In addition to Yao Qingqin's already cold temperament, she is like a girl who came out of winter.

On the other hand, Su Qi'er, the sweat of her whole body couldn't stop dripping. My stomach was already hungry, and what was even more terrifying was that I had to face mental pressure.

Even now, a morning has passed. He didn't see the same dazzling light as Master said......

So he could only see his brother or sister putting their hands on them hopefully, and then leaving disappointed.

A few people even saw that their light and color brilliance had surpassed the few people in front of them. looked at Su Qi'er excitedly, but in the end, Su Qi'er shook her head helplessly.

This mental pressure is really ......

"Master, where are you?"

......

Zhou Yu has lived in Liulong since he was a child. But he didn't go to the enrollment of this "First Sect of Great Qi".

It's not because he has seen through Meng Bai's bragging, and it's not because he thinks his talent is not enough.

He wanted to go because he wanted to prove himself. He has been a waste for more than ten years, and he has endured uselessness for more than ten years.

But he still didn't go, because he wanted to ...... Going to school.

For a country, it is certainly not possible to govern by some force alone. Although often powerful people, they all have superb insight.

But for those who believe in the way of Confucius, this is absolutely unacceptable.

And Daqi has such a group of "nobles".

They are confident that they are superior to others, and when they meet someone who is less powerful than themselves, they assume a proud posture.

And when you meet someone who is stronger than yourself, you take, "The rich and the rich cannot be lewd, the poor and the lowly cannot be moved, and the mighty cannot be bent." "Talk about things.

Even after a long time, they even believed in this set themselves......

This is called a saint disciple.

Most of the courtiers of the Qi State are such a group of people.

So the state of Qi opened a college that only learned the way of the sage, and there were still township exams, palace exams and the like.

Countless people are also stubbornly pursuing this opportunity to be officials, and this has become a reason for them to look down on the mainstream of this world - martial arts.

If they let Meng Bai come to see, in the previous world, they would be regarded as cultists who were full of force.

Can you destroy the Qi Kingdom alone?

So what? I am a disciple of a saint, and I cannot bend my might! As the head of Gouwa Township appointed by the Emperor of Qi, my status is much more noble than yours!

Three thousand beauties in your harem?

So what? I'm a disciple of a saint, and I can't be adulterous if I'm rich! What qualifications do you have to say that I'm the wife of three bad chaffs? And the true love of the Qinglou? As the wife of the township chief and the lover of the township chief, they are many grades higher than your fairy and beloved!

Are you rich?

So what? I'm a disciple of a saint, and I can't move from being poor! I'm richer than I? Do you know how much financial income Gouwa Township has in a year?

In fact, the head of Gouwa Township is quite a bit of an identity. If you want to talk about madness, you still have to talk about those who have no identity at all.

It is not unreasonable to say that the poorer the literati, the more sour and rotten.

......

I don't have the money to buy books, I can't read a few big characters? What about it, the knowledge is in my heart, why do I need external objects to express it?

Even the head of that Gouwa Township has to ask me questions!

You don't know what the head of Gouwa Township is?

I really don't have knowledge, that's the biggest official in the world!

Even if he is richer than me, physically stronger than me, has more wives and concubines than me, is more respected than me, and has a higher status than me, my life is in his thoughts.

So what?

I'm a disciple of a saint, and even if he can solve me at will, he should be on his knees at my feet. I'm actually much more noble than him!

Zhou Yu has seen a lot of all this. At first, this kind of b-bending spirit that is desperate for everything also fascinated him deeply.

It turned out that becoming a disciple of a saint was such a. His parents were also deeply bewitched by this kind of thinking, and they only let him get in touch with some basic martial arts. And there is no deeper level for him to appreciate the true meaning of this world.

Everything is inferior, only reading is high!

I watched the teacher repeat this sentence frantically, while his classmates watched everything with reverent eyes.

Is reading now, still reading?

There are only two kinds of people around him, one kind of crazy preaching and reading, thinking that everyone in the world is inferior to them.

There is another kind of person who sees this scam clearly. Comprehensive negative knowledge.

None of this was what he wanted.

He wanted to be a swordsman and travel around. I saw different people, different cultures, and different knowledge.

Feeling different tears and blood, love and distant, she is still relatively literary and artistic.

But that's what he really wants.

Rather than continuing to believe here, just reading what people said thousands of years ago is the greatest cause in the world.

And this cause has this one of the biggest deceptions, being an official. The reason why this statement has endured for a long time is because of this ridiculously bright future.

This is actually an excuse for those in positions of power to arrange a future for their children and grandchildren. In Daqi, there is such a saying.

There is no poverty above the official career.

Have they really seen a poor child become an official? No.

But they never believed it.

No, he's going to find a way for himself.

He also secretly participated in the apprenticeship ceremony of the small sect, and there was an elder who was quite optimistic about his roots, saying that he was the most suitable for Lianjian and wanted to accept him as an apprentice. The original dream was about to come true, not to mention how happy he was that day.

I went home non-stop and told my parents about it.

His father, who was also a teacher, was silent. Because he knows what this hypocritical way of learning will end up in.

And his mother said to him fanatically, "Son, you have fallen into the devil." Shame on you, do you know?"

Shame on me? Do I want to be a teacher in the future? So there will be no shame?

In the future, other people's families will have a lot of money, but I still have to spend half of my energy on taking care of the farm, so I won't be ashamed?

Others laugh at the rivers and lakes, go to the grassland to see the shepherdess, go to the Tianshan Mountains to see the amazing snow lotus, do life and death duels on the top of the Forbidden City, and learn martial arts, pharmacology, astronomy, and mechanism art in the secret scrolls......

And I'm talking about eight strands in this hypocritical way?

Eight strands useful?

Go ******! Have those "masters" seen the real world?

What are you just based on the misinterpretation of books?

He kept roaring in his heart.

But in the end he succumbed to his mother. I never went to the elder of that small sect again.

Therefore, he still did not go to Qingchuan for enrollment today.

Even if it succeeds, it is just a dream.

He walked on an equally bleak street, and for some reason, he felt that he did not go to Qingchuan to enroll students, which would be the most painful thing in his life.

Now, his pain was piling up in his heart.

endured Xiao Suo, and walked to the private school where "only reading is high".

Unbeknownst to everyone, a young man holding a mutton skewer and gnawing on it had noticed him.

"Kind of interesting?" Meng Bai put down the skeweed in his hand that was not even complete and looked at the young man with feeling, "This should be considered a waste material, right?"

Du Wei's voice appeared like a ghost again, "I can sense that his talent is not particularly low, and may even be relatively high, so it is not considered a waste material." ”

Meng Bai suddenly slapped the table, and the owner of the kebab was startled.

"Another hundred bunches to pack!"

In his heart, he said to Du Wei, "It's not called waste wood?"

Du Wei asked curiously, "How do you know that he is living a miserable life?"

"My intuition is unparalleled!"

"Uh...... Your shameless realm has strengthened my ability to resist pressure a little more......"

ps: Asking for recommendations, do you have any thoughts on this chapter?

Is it organized?

Do you have any opinions about Confucianism in such a dark world?

I'm still a newcomer and can only progress through constant setbacks. Hope you can point it out.