Chapter 280, Nian Nujiao, Chibi, and Nostalgia
After packing up his things, Chen Jiuyi was dressed in linen and carrying a simple package, dressed as a peasant boy.
"Goodbye village" Chen Jiu walked out of the village step by step.
The best academy in Yuzhou of the Great Zhou Dynasty is Yingtian Academy, and Yingtian Academy should be said to be the best institution of learning in addition to the imperial court public Taixue.
Looking at Yuzhou City from afar, Chen Jiu showed a shocked look.
A pair of eyes flashed with colored glass, and at this moment, there was a huge giant tripod hovering over Yuzhou City.
Just by looking at it, there was a tendency to suppress the eternals, which made Chen Jiu involuntarily take seven steps back, and fell into the ground three inches and three inches step by step.
Retracting his gaze with palpitations, looking at the plaque at the gate of the city, the word Yuzhou is full of ancient vicissitudes, as if there are countless heroes who can sing and cry for it and cry blood.
"This is Yuzhou, and it's almost time to catch up with the palace of the Forbidden Sea, but I don't know what kind of style the imperial city of the Great Zhou Dynasty is."
There is a very strange scene under the city of Yuzhou, a young man dressed plainly, carrying a simple package on his back, and wearing shoes on his feet, looked at Yuzhou City from afar, revealing a sense of vicissitudes.
"The great river goes east, the waves are exhausted, and the eternal romantic characters. To the west of the base, humanity is the Three Kingdoms Zhou Lang Chibi. The rocks pierced the air, the waves crashed on the shore, and thousands of piles of snow were rolled up. The country is picturesque, and there are many heroes at one time. Thinking about Gongjin back then, Xiao Qiao got married for the first time, and he was heroic. Lupine scarf, talking and laughing between the ashes of the tree, the old country fugue, affectionate should laugh at me, early birth of Huafa, a bottle of water and the moon".
Looking at this Yuzhou City, perhaps Chen Jiu comprehended the long river of time, in Chen Jiu's eyes. Countless fragments of history flashed in their eyes, thousands of troops, countless heroes rose, but they faded away.
A sad tear fell gently, this was not a disease-free moan, but Chen Jiu was infected by that historical fragment, Tianjiao's gloomy exit.
Although Chen Jiu's voice is immature, it hides a strong sense of vicissitudes, which is a very strange feeling, but immaturity is combined with vicissitudes.
The sound is not loud though. But everyone in the entire city gate of Yuzhou Mansion couldn't help but cry. Generations of Tianjiao, washed by the long river of time, have defeated countless Tianjiao and swept the world. Be in spirits. Invincible. But I had to fall at the foot of the long river of time, how sad it is.
Although everyone didn't know who Zhou Lang was, they didn't know that Xiao Qiao was the woman in the world. But the thick atmosphere of sadness instantly infected everyone, and they wept one after another, especially the soldiers, whose eyes were red and tears were drawn.
With a light sigh, the rise and fall of history was exhausted, and the sky was gloomy.
At this moment, Yuzhou was trembling gently, and the walls of Yuzhou Mansion were trembling, as if a hero was crying.
The faces of the people in the state capital have changed greatly, and the city wall of the state capital is the foundation of the Yuzhou government, suppressing the luck of the state capital, and there is no room for loss.
Although this city wall is a dead thing, it is stained with the blood of heroes, Tianjiao brand, the city wall will not tremble, but the Gaidai Tianjiao brand has a feeling and caters to Chen Jiu.
In the state capital, the seal of the old man of the state capital suddenly shook, a wave of light flashed, all the visions disappeared, the old man of the state capital did not have a book to speak, he was waiting for the news from outside.
"Who are you" The soldier guarding the gate was awakened by the abnormal movement of the city wall, and looked at Chen Jiu, although he was frightened, he couldn't raise his anger at the peasant boy in front of him.
"Tianjiao retreated gloomily, ask who is the hero in the world" Chen Jiu sighed lightly, ignored the soldier, and walked straight towards Yuzhou Mansion, and was about to walk through the city gate, Chen Jiu stopped: "My name is Chen Jiu."
Seeing that Chen Jiu was about to raise his feet again, a scholar behind him stood up and said in a trembling voice: "May I ask Brother Tai, what is the name of this song."
Chen Jiu's footsteps paused slightly, and walked forward slowly, the scholar saw that Chen Jiu did not answer, and couldn't help but show a gloomy face, how could such a peerless poem not have a name.
"Nian Nujiao, Yuzhou City, Nostalgia".
Without waiting for the scholar to be completely disappointed, Chen Jiu's voice came from a distance.
"Nian Nujiao, Yuzhou nostalgia," the scholar muttered to himself.
Another scholar behind him said: "I didn't expect this kind of Gaidai poem to be written by a woman, I don't know what kind of style that woman has."
This is an era when Confucian literature is prevalent, and everyone can memorize a few poems, so they naturally know how to appreciate them.
This poem vividly describes the ancient kind of heavenly arrogance and gloom.
No matter how proud you are, you will inevitably retire bleakly, this is the will of God.
Thinking of this, Chen Jiu laughed, and the haze was swept away: "I have the world, I naturally have eternal life, haha, even if you are Gaidai Tianjiao, what can you do, you are the winner in the end."
A word, Yuzhou shakes, a poem, countless people are bleak, countless people buy drunk, let you be a hero of the world, and in the end it is inevitable that there is a dead word.
Chen Jiu smiled lightly, found a relatively remote inn, and took out a few taels of silver to find an inn to live in.
It's not that Chen Jiu is reluctant to pay, but Chen Jiu suddenly remembered the days when his sister used to grab food with wild dogs, a bowl of wontons is the greatest happiness, how many poor people and how many innocent children are in this world, Chen Jiu feels that he should do something.
Practice, where can not practice, prosperity is able to practice, but the flowers are gradually charming, how many people have the confidence to step into the prosperity, but how many people can get out.
At this moment, Chen Jiu finally understood why Chao Xiaoyu was always dressed in a green shirt, simple and simple, it was not without makeup, but cultivation, and cultivating the mind was also cultivation.
In just half a day, "Nian Nujiao, Yuzhou Nostalgia" spread throughout Yuzhou City, countless scholars regarded it as a classic, read it carefully, the higher the Confucianism and Taoism cultivation, the more people can read that kind of sigh, and even do not hesitate to cry.
Yingtian Academy is the best academy in Yuzhou Mansion, Chen Jiu doesn't know when this academy will enroll students and when to sign up, and it is better to inquire about some things.
Downstairs in the inn, there were not many people, and even Chen Jiu wanted to describe this inn.
A bowl of water, a steamed bun, this is Chen Jiu's rice.
Xiao Er was not impatient at all, and quietly waited for Chen Jiu to eat, because Chen Jiu had just taken out a large ingot of silver.
"You set aside one or two as a tip, and the rest will be made into steamed buns for me."
Although I was puzzled when I heard Chen Jiu's words, there is always a group of people in this world who have different interests and hobbies, for example, the one in front of me likes to eat steamed buns, how many steamed buns can be sold for ten taels of silver? at least one car.
To be honest, steamed buns are not delicious with white water, and Chen Jiu, who is used to eating big fish and meat, is a little unaccustomed to it, it is bland and tasteless, like chewing wax.
"I used to live a bit luxurious, and I couldn't even eat steamed buns," Chen Jiu sighed and chewed carefully.
A pot of steamed buns steamed out and placed in front of Chen Jiu's table.
Chen Jiu pointed to the door: "Go to those beggars, I'm talking about little beggars, at least beggars who can't survive alone and can't take care of themselves."
Chen Jiu is not stupid, those beggars who are physically strong and capable are all lazy and lazy, no matter how stupid Chen Jiu is, he will not feed them in vain.
Countless beggars rushed to this side, and there were also middle-aged beggars mixed in the crowd, but after being reprimanded by Xiao Er in public, they had no choice but to leave.
Chen Jiu sat in the hall, looking at the departing beggar, his eyes flashed with a cold light, and he smiled coldly: "Everyone can only eat the steamed buns here, and they are not allowed to take them out, you want to rob them, but I won't give you a chance."
Chen Jiu stopped his chopsticks, looked at the busy inn, turned around and walked to the counter: "Boss, let me ask you, when will Yingtian Academy enroll students?"
The boss looked at Chen Jiu and knew that the lord in front of him was the legendary wronged boss, who had the money to eat steamed buns and drink water by himself, but bought food for the beggars, which was really strange.
Although the shopkeeper did not know the concept that God was the customer, he made full use of this concept.
"Yingtian Academy is the best academy in Yuzhou, naturally I will not recruit students casually, there are two ways to get in, the first is to enroll students every spring, and only after passing the assessment can you enter, and the other method is not to say"......
Chen Jiu was stunned, your old man didn't say what I should do, so he waved his hand: "Go on, I'll listen."
The shopkeeper glanced at Chen Jiu: "Another way is to go through the torture of the three masters of the academy, but I haven't heard that person can succeed in these years, because these three masters are the most severe people, and they will definitely not show you mercy."
The old shopkeeper looked at Chen Jiu, hoping that he could dispel this thought. (To be continued......)