Vol 2 Chapter 161: call

　　 Xu Qi'an is an open-minded person, and he will not worry about trivial matters. Since the younger sister at home is so rotten and uncarving, he will not carve anymore.
　　 Wouldn't it be better to go to the academy and get a board? Why waste your tongue?
　　 But Li Miaozhen prevented Xu Qi'an from domestic violence children, Tianzong Saintess frowned and said unhappy: "If you have something to say, why bother to a child."
　　 Saint, you never know how bad it is to be the parent of a bear child... Xu Qi'an sold her a face and went into the yard instead.
　　 There are only a pair of mother and daughter flowers in the yard, with a sharp face, three-dimensional features, and a somewhat mixed-race Xu Lingyue sitting on a small wooden sash and embroidering.
　　 Xiaomuzha can no longer accommodate her plump buttocks, the elastic buttocks overflowing, protruding under the skirt.
Aunt 　　 was not doing business, tied the lotus-green skirt at the calf position, and then squatted by the flower bed, holding a small wooden spatula and small scissors, and fiddled with flowers.
Xu beat Aunt usually in addition to ring tones, will this hobby.
　　 Her close maid, Lu'e, stood by to help.
　　 "Big Brother!"
　　 Seeing Xu Qi'an coming back, sister Lingyue was so happy that she put down her needle and thread, and greeted her with a smile.
　　 Her afterglow passed over Li Miaozhen, Su Su and Zhong Li without a trace.
　　 The small expression with scrutiny fully shows that there is a natural, implanted instinctual hostility between beautiful women.
　　 "It's okay, I can go home today."
　　 Xu Qi'an squeezed her round nose, looked at the room, and said, "Where are Erlang and Ershu?"
　　 "I don't know where I went to practice, my second brother is studying at Master Zhang." Xu Lingyue's voice is sweet, with the softness of a girl.
　　 Xu Qi'an nodded, and was about to speak, when he heard Xu Lingyue curiously, judo: "Brother, who is that sister?"
　　 She asked Zhong Li.
　　 Although Zhong Li has been with Xu Qi'an for a long time, she has never officially appeared. Xu Lingyue has seen her for the first time.
　　 "Senior Sister Plucking Wei." Xu Qi'an said.
　　 Oh, the sister of that rice bucket girl...Xu Lingyue suddenly.
　　 Rice Bucket is the nickname she gave to Chu Caiwei. Chu Caiwei is Rice Bucket No. 1, Lina is Rice Bucket No. 2, and Xu Lingyin is Rice Bucket No. 3.
　　 In fact, people who know these three rice buckets have similar nicknames in their hearts. For example, in the yard, I was surprised that the young girl was all dirty, and angrily picked up a bamboo stick, chasing and killing the beautiful woman who went out.
Aunt 　　 gave Lina and Xu Lingyin the nicknames: stupid girls and children, greedy girls and children, stupid girls and children who can eat.
　　 and so on.
　　 "Isn't it tired for my old lady to wash your clothes every day? You are a dead child, and you don't know that you feel bad for your old lady." Aunt's roar came:
　　 "Then I don't have to treat you like a daughter when I hit you."
　　 Xu Lingyin's voice came back: "Then I am not your daughter, why are you hitting me."
Aunt 　　 choked, incompetent and furious: "...and dare to talk back!"
　　............
　　 Xu Qi'an took Zhong Li and walked out of the small courtyard, shuttled between houses and courtyards, following the principle of laying bluestone slabs, sometimes picking up the steps, and after a stick of incense, he came to the valley full of bamboo forests.
　　 Bamboo is mostly in the south, and Dafeng boasts that Kyushu is orthodox and dominates the Central Plains, but the geographic location of the capital is the north-central part of Kyushu.
　　The climate is not suitable for bamboo growth.
　　 The bamboo forest of Qingyun Mountain is very rare.
　　 Soon after summer, the bamboo forests of this season are lush and green, the mountain breeze is blowing, and the rustling is quite artistic.
　　 And what Xu Qi'an thought was, how to make bamboo wine?
　　 A small attic is hidden among the bamboo forests, like an accordion where a hermit lives. A cobblestone path leads to the attic, covered with bamboo leaves.
　　 "Dean, visit Xu Qi'an!" He moved toward the attic.
　　 There was a flash of light in front of him, and he was teleported from the outside to the attic. Dean Zhao Shou sat at the desk, sipping tea, and looked at him with a smile.
　　 Washed white old Confucian shirt, slightly messy gray hair, full of cynicism.
　　 Zhao Shou is the most undisciplined high-grade powerhouse Xu Qi'an has ever seen. He is also an old man, but Jian Zheng is a white-clothed Shengxue, immortal. Master Du'er also wore a gorgeous cassock embroidered with gold thread, with an indifferent manner, and a respectable monk.
　　 And Dean Zhao feels like Kong Yiji, or Fan Jin.........
　　 "Well, I almost forgot the Taoist Chief Cat. The Taoist Chief also looks like a wandering Taoist priest...." Xu Qi'an added in his heart.
　　 "Thank you for the dean's help." Xu Qi'an expressed his gratitude.
　　 "Establishing the heart for the heaven and the earth, for the life of the people, for the sacred learning, and for the peace for all ages, this is what you taught me, and you have not forgotten it." Zhao Shou smiled.
　　 Dean means that as long as I have not forgotten my original intention, everyone will still be good friends.........Xu Qi'an smiled and thought, and then asked the good friends:
　　 "The student came to the college to borrow a book from the dean."
　　 Zhao Shou looked at him and nodded slightly.
　　 "Supplements from the Great Zhou Dynasty." Xu Qi'an remembers that Dad Wei said that if you want to know the secret of the princess, you can borrow this book from Yunlu Academy.
"Ha ha!"
Zhao Shou said with a smile: "This is written by a great scholar in the academy six hundred years ago. He was born during the Great Weekend period and was active in the early days of Dafeng. He compiled his own knowledge about Dazhou into a book. There is only one book in the world, it has not been published, and very few people have read it."
　　 So, it's no wonder that Huaiqing has never heard of it. Even if she is a female student, she can't read all the books in the world. It must be a purposeful reading biased book.
　　 Xu Qi'an was stunned, and heard Zhao Shou smile and said: "You must have heard of that great scholar. His deeds were inscribed in the mountains by later generations."
　　 The aura flashed suddenly, and Xu Qi'an blurted out: "The second-tier big scholar money clock who carried people's grievances and broke the last luck of the Great Zhou?"
　　 When he first came to Yunlu Academy, Erlang took him to visit the Academy and mentioned the great scholar named Qian Zhong.
　　 Zhao Shou said with emotion: "That is a respectable scholar, whose real name goes down in history, unlike some of the four guys who always want to go wrong."
　　 Are the four crooked guys you mentioned Zhang Shen, Li Mubai, Yang Gong, Chen Tai............ Xu Qi'an is slanderous.
　　 Zhao Shou spread out his hand and said leisurely: "The "Supplements of the Great Zhou" is in my hands."
　　 There was a flash of light, and an old scroll appeared in his hand. The cover read: Great Zhou Supplements!
.........Xu Qi'an stared at this scene in a daze. Although he was already familiar with the Confucian "braggering" Dafa, every time he saw it, he always felt that "this martial art is not cultivated." , "Coach, I want to learn Confucianism" impulse.
　　 The man was afraid of going wrong, his second uncle would hurt me.........he sighed with regret.
　　 Taking over Da Zhou's relics from Zhao Shou, Xu Qi'an muttered: "Can I take it away?"
　　 Zhao Shou: "No way!"
　　 It was so easy to refuse...Xu Qi'an looked down, his current eyesight was nothing short of a glance.
　　 This book is called "Supplements of the Great Zhou Dynasty", so the things recorded in it are actually a supplement to the official history. What is recorded in it is something that looks like wild history at first glance, but it does happen.
For example, Li Mu, a famous immortal official in the history of the Great Zhou Dynasty, said in the history books that this person was very romantic and had countless confidantes, but in fact, there was a fox demon among his beauties, a member of the nine-tailed celestial fox of the southern demon. .
　　 These are the secrets that will not be recorded in official history.
　　 Like the sub-sage who pointed out that the deer is a horse in Yunlu Academy, this Li Mu was actually a talent with Dong Hu's pen... Xu Qi'an secretly nodded and continued to read.
　　 Finally, he turned to a record called a folk myth.
　　During the Great Zhou Longde period, there was a valley of thousands of flowers in the south. According to legend, there lived a beautiful flower in the valley.
　　The flower is the fairy, giving birth to spiritual wisdom, transforming human form, and integrating the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. If anyone can get the flower gods, he can be reborn and immortal.
　　 After emperor Longde heard about it, he sent people to the south to search for it. After 13 years, he finally found the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers and the beautiful flower god.
　　 The army surrounded the Ten Thousand Flower Valley and forced the Flower God to enter the palace. The Flower God was unwilling, and brought the thunder to self-destruct, cursing before death: Died a hundred years later on Wednesday.
　　 Sure enough, three hundred years later, Da Zhou Qishu came to an end.
　　 At the end of the story, a poem is recorded:
　　 was born in shock and crushed Zhongfang,
　　 Grace pours out Mu Xiyang.
　　 Many people respect becoming a national color,
　　The soul provokes the emperor in the world.
　　 Xu Qi'an closed the book blankly, but his heart was not calm, even choppy.
　　"Isn't this poem describing the princess, damn, the princess is the of flowers more than nine hundred years ago... No, the of flowers reincarnated?
　　 "It turns out that this poem was written about the of flowers three hundred years ago. I always thought that the poem was too widespread and famous, and attracted the attention of Emperor Yuan Jing, so she was sent to the palace.
"No wonder, no wonder it is said that the princess's spiritual accumulation is a good thing. It turns out that there is this allusion. Sure enough, it is good to read more. There is no doubt that reincarnation is not necessary. Immortality is not necessary. Otherwise, how could Emperor Yuanjing let the princess hand over? To Zhenbei King.
　　 "The fairy in the flower is worthy of being the number one beauty in Dafeng, she is unparalleled in her charm. Hey, she is also a poor woman."
　　 Xu Qi'an returned the book to Zhao Shou and asked, "Is this poem written by Daru Qian Zhong?"
　　 Zhao Shou shook his head: "No."
Oh, Daru Qian Zhong is just the recorder, then I have no doubt, otherwise, how did the old monk who told the mystery of the princess's life experience know that this poem is a logical loophole... Xu Qi'an complained inwardly.
　　 Chatting with Dean Zhao Shou, Xu Qi'an suddenly moved her ear and turned to look outside the building.
　　 I saw three great scholars coming together. Looking around, I saw Xu Qi'an with surprise.
　　 "As expected of the students taught by the three of us, Caishikou killed the two thieves, and saved the overall situation with one person. It is singular."
　　 The three great scholars happily praised, and then they looked at the dean with questioning eyes: "When did Ning Yan become the dean's disciple? Ning Yan, did the dean ask you to write a poem?"
　　 said, they used Zhao Shou with the connotation of "you are the poem that greets him, don't quibble this is the truth".
　　 Zhao Shou coldly snorted: "How can I be like you? The three immortal scholars, morality, merit, and speech are the radiant and righteous ways. Putting hope in poetry is a side-by-side approach."
　　 It’s good if you don’t grab poems with us...The three great scholars were relieved, and Zhang Shen retorted in a relaxed tone:
　　 "Three thousand avenues have different paths to the same goal. Isn't poetry a cultural treasure? In my opinion, the dean is too obsessed."
　　 Zhao Shou waved his hand: "I am too lazy to argue with you."
　　 He turned to look at Xu Qi'an and said, "It is mainly Yang Gongzhuyu in front, making them envy and jealous. In fact, Yunlu Academy is kind to you and has nothing to do with poetry."
　　 glanced at the three great scholars, smiled and said, "At least the old man will not be like them."
　　 He must clarify this matter to Xu Qi'an, otherwise it will appear that Yunlu Academy has a purpose, always thinking about the light of his poetry.
　　 To tell the truth, the behavior of Zhang Shen and others really humiliated the image of Yunlu Academy.
　　 Xu Qi'an nodded.
　　 He doesn't really matter, anyway, his poems are plagiarized in a previous life, not by him. As a translator without a foundation, he can use poems to expand his contacts and exchange for benefits, so he can't miss it.
　　 Zhang Shen ignored the dean’s mockery, looked at Xu Qi'an eagerly, and asked:
　　 "You haven't composed poems for a long time. Recently, such a big event has happened. Do you feel enthusiastic about poems? How many teachers can help you polish up."
　　 The three great scholars looked at Xu Qi'an eagerly.
　　 Dean Zhao Shou did not speak, but he was also quite interested, looking attentively.
Yunlu Academy not only helped me protect my family, the dean even directly held the carving knife in his hand and threatened Emperor Yuan Jing in the court. Although this conforms to the Confucian philosophy, it is not simply a favor for me, but I want to remember this kindness... ........
　　 Well, you might as well copy a poem to them. It’s not a good night to sleep with them... Thinking of this, Xu Qi'an said in deep thought:
　　 "I did think of a poem."
　　 Yes, thinking of a poem, I am just a poem porter. He added in his heart.
　　 The three great scholars were ecstatic.
　　 At this time, he should have said proudly: Serve with pen and ink.
　　 It’s just that the writing with the brush is too bad, and without charcoal on hand, there is no show of ugliness. He walks indoors like a decent. When he sees the green bamboo leaves outside the window, he pretends to brighten his eyes and said:
　　 "Yes."
　　 Zhao Shou's eyes lit up, and he asked, "Is it related to bamboo?"
　　 Dean seems to like bamboo very much... Xu Qi'an nodded: "Yes."
　　 Hearing this, Zhao Shou straightened his waist immediately, from a little interest to a high expectation.
　　 Xu Qi'an briefly recalled and thought of the full text of this poem, but in the eyes of Zhao Shouhe and the three great scholars, he was brewing.
　　 "We insist that Qingshan will not relax."
　　 I already know that it is Zhao Shou who chants bamboo poems, and when I taste it carefully, in this sentence, the word "bite" is the essence, and only one word highlights the vigor and power of bamboo.
　　 "Tiegenyuan is in the broken rock."
　　 Zhao Shou slightly nodded his head slightly, which is a supplement to the previous sentence and also reflects the perseverance of bamboo in a difficult environment.
　　 "Thousands of hardships are still tough, let the wind from east to west, north to south."
　　 Dean Zhao Shou was a little short of breath. The next two sentences describe Bamboo's attitude towards external pressure, even after numerous hardships, he is still unyielding.
　　 Plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum, he loves bamboo only, otherwise he would not build his home in a bamboo forest.
　　 Zhao Shou also wrote poems on bamboo before, but compared to Xu Qi'an's this one, he has to admit that he has fallen behind.
　　 two poems, from the inside to the outside, almost vividly described the tenacity of bamboo.
　　 deserves to be Dafeng Shikui..........This high-grade Confucian monk, sighed in his heart.
　　 "Although this poem lacks some artistic conception and rhetoric, it is a rare bamboo poem." Li Mubai praised.
　　 "Stupid, this poem chants bamboo's tenacity and tenacious simplicity, but its rhetoric has fallen behind." Zhang Shen attacked.
　　 "At first glance, it is chanting bamboo, but in reality, bamboo is used as a metaphor for people. It's wonderful, wonderful." Chen Tai stroked his beard and smiled.
　　 The three great scholars finished their comments, and immediately looked at Xu Qi'an: "Does this poem have a name?"
　　 Xu Qi'an smiled and shook his head even if he knew what they were thinking about: "It hasn't been named, so teachers need to polish it."
　　 The three great scholars took a few steps back tacitly, watching each other vigilantly, thinking about how to compete for the right to sign.
　　 At this moment, Zhao Shouchang laughed three times and said: "Let me name this poem."
　　"?"
　　 Zhang Shen and others, twisting his neck stiffly to look at him. Didn't you say you really look down on Xu Ningyan's poems?
　　 Zhao Shou frowned and said unhappy:
　　 "Let's see what I do. Isn't this poem that Xu Ningyan uses bamboo to describe me? The old man has adhered to the Yunlu Academy for decades, just like this bamboo, insisting that the green hills are not relaxed, and the wind will not be relaxed."
　　 After that, without waiting for the opportunity of the three great scholars to respond, they said: "Get out of three hundred miles, don't disturb me writing poems."
　　 The words fell, and the three great scholars disappeared without a trace.
Zhao Shou unrolled the paper, raised his pen excitedly, and said with emotion: "Good poem, good poem, the old lady's life is complete. Well, Ning Yan, this poem was made by you, but my mentor is here. Point to polish, right?"
　　 At this time, three great scholars flashed and said angrily: "Dean, stop!"
　　 Zhao Shou waved his sleeves: "Quit five hundred miles."
　　 The great scholars disappeared, and in the next second, they reappeared, roaring: "Shameless old thief, I will be different from you."
　　 "It seems that you haven't moved your muscles for a long time, let's stop, the old man will help you."
　　 "We are not scared, what about the third grade, I won't frighten you when we join forces."
　　 "Oh, it's not that the old man looks down on you, or wait for ten more, I can easily suppress it."
　　 Xu Qi'an took Zhong Li and escaped.
　　............
　　 On the top of Qingyun Mountain, the fresh air rushes into the sky, blowing away the clouds, four figures are hitting you and me in the sky.
　　 The movement was so quiet that it immediately alarmed the students and masters in the college.
　　 "Why did the dean and the big scholars fight?"
　　 "This, what's going on, why are you going to fight in such a good way, don't harm us."
　　 "It's quite common for three great scholars to fight, but how come the dean also started. What happened?"
　　 "It is not common for three great scholars to fight. The first few times were because of the competition for Xu Shikui's poems."
　　 At this time, someone whispered: "I, I seem to have seen Xu Shikui take a woman to the director's bamboo forest just now."
　　 No way.........There was a sudden silence around, and the students and masters had fierce faces.
　　 On the other side, in the small courtyard where the Xu family's female family rested, Li Miaozhen and Chu Yuan violently raised their heads, looking up at the sky, throbbing in their hearts.
　　 "Don't worry, it must be the elder brother who wrote the poem again, and the three great scholars are fighting." Xu Erlang waved his hand.
　　 This is not like the movement that a fourth-rank master can make...Li Miaozhen and Chu Yuanzhen said heartily.
　　 They didn't care, and continued to listen to Xu Erlang's words.
　　 "Ringyin has a very strange talent. She can't learn what she doesn't want to learn. No matter how much she teaches, it won't help. So don't think that you are special, think you can teach her enlightenment."
　　 Xu Erlang almost didn't say: Don't insult yourself.
　　 Li Miaozhen shook his head: "That won't work. I used to stay in Xu's house before. I promised Mrs. Xu to help teach the ringtones. Later, because of delays, everything is done now, and I just fulfilled my promise."
　　 Chu Yuanzhen smiled. There are a lot of smart people, and occasionally seeing someone with dull aptitude is a pleasure.
　　...........
　　 Xu Qi'an and Zhong Li returned to the small courtyard and noticed that the atmosphere in the courtyard was a little bit frozen. Li Miaozhen sat on the small bench, his beautiful face was a bit dull, and his pupils were dilated.
　　 looks like a girl in a broken love, depressed and decadent.
　　 Chu Yuanzhen held his unsheathed sword, leaning back against the wall, expressionless, but the sudden blue veins on his forehead betrayed him.
　　 "You two, seem to have encountered something unhappy?" Xu Qi'an looked at the two companions.
　　 The two ignored him.
　　 Xu Erlang sighed, "Daxia Chu and Daochang Li insist on teaching Lingyin to recognize characters and arithmetic."
　　 Xu Qi'an was taken aback and arched his hands at the two.
　　 Li Miaozhen felt that Xu Ningyan was mocking her, so he grabbed a small stone and threw it over.
　　............
　　 After lunch, Xu Qi'an returned to the Xu mansion with his family. Xu Ershu hired three carriages to call the servants back in the outer city.
　　 After the servants came back, the aunt directed them to sweep.
　　 Xu Qi'an sat on the roof, watching the busy servants coming and going, listening to Chu Yuanzhen and Xu Erlang talking about the classics, the two each showed off their knowledge.
　　In the interior hall, Chu Caiwei brought the best pastries from Guiyuelou, and Lina and Xu Lingyin ate with her.
　　 Li Miaozhen sat cross-legged in the guest room, and Su Su talked endlessly.
　　 By his side, Zhong Li, who was wrapped in a cloth robe, hugged his knees, clingingly by his side.
　　 "With the current combat power of Xu Mansion, even if Emperor Yuanjing wants revenge, unless he sends a large army to besiege, he will not be assassinated." Xu Qi's heart said.
　　 When Dao Jinlian’s lotus seeds mature, we have to leave the capital, and then let Yang Qianhuan and Caiwei take a look at the house.
　　 Jianzheng promised me that he would bless Xu Mansion, and he didn't want to force me into the palace.
　　 "Sit here and don't move. I will come into the room to see a distinguished guest. When she is gone, you will come down again." Xu Qi'an turned his head and told Zhong Li.
　　 Zhong Li nodded silently: "Yeah."
　　 Xu Qi'an immediately jumped off the roof, returned to the room, closed the doors and windows, then took out the fragments of the ground book, and dumped out a rune sword.
　　 This rune sword was given to him by Luo Yuheng dragged Chu Yuanzhen when he was traveling north.
　　 Xu Qi'an still doesn't know if the kind-hearted aunt gave him this thing, whether it was a good intention, or if Dao Jin Lian asked him for it.
　　 Before returning to Xu's mansion, he used the fragments of the earth book to contact Dao Chief Jin Lian. Through him, he confirmed that Luo Yuheng was half himself and could be trusted appropriately.
　　 Daoist Jin Lian also said that Fu Jian could act as a handbook, allowing him to contact Luo Yuheng without having to go to the imperial city in person.
　　 Hold the rune sword tightly, mobilize the soul, throw in a ray of mental power, and whisper: "Guo Shi, Guo Shi, I am Xu Qi'an.........."
　　 It’s better to find out about the soul pill, otherwise it always feels like a throat. In addition, it is also a reminder to Luo Yuheng to prevent Emperor Yuan Jing from making a moth.
　　 By the way, I brush up on the popularity of the stunning beauty, and strive for Luo Yuheng to become a big brother I can rely on in the future~EbookFREE.me~Auntie, I don't want to work hard...
　　 Repeatedly chanted for a while, but Fu Jian made no response.
　　 It seems that the national teacher does not want to talk to me. Sure enough, my status and status are too low after all. In the eyes of a noble and powerful woman like Luo Yuheng, it is still too far...
　　 Xu Qi'an thought helplessly.
　　 He was about to give up. Suddenly, a golden beam of light fell from the sky, penetrated the roof, and landed inside the house.
　　 In the golden beam of light, a beautiful shadow condenses, wearing a lotus crown, wearing a Taoist robe, a little bright red cinnabar between the eyebrows, and beautiful features.
　　 She has the intelligence of a kind-hearted aunt, the charming of her mother's friends, and the pretty of the girl next door, which is inexplicably moving.
　　 actually came?
　　 Before Xu Qi'an was surprised, he suddenly heard the sound of tiles rolling from the roof ridge. Then, a figure rolled down from the eaves, snapped, and fell heavily into the yard.
　　 Zhong Li didn't move for a long time. After a while, he got up and walked away silently.
　　 Luo Yuheng suddenly said, "Why are there still people on your roof? It's too fast, I didn't pay attention."
　　 "........."
　　No, it's not that you didn't pay attention, but fate made you "deliberately" ignore her, poor Senior Sister Zhong...
　　 Luo Yuheng's clear eyes flowed, as cold as a fairy, and he nodded and said, "What can I do?"
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　　PS: I should have updated three chapters today. I thought about it. It would be better to merge the three chapters into two chapters and just make up for the number of words. 12000+ words today