Chapter 897
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In front of the Yasheng hall, Zhao Shouli straightened his clothes and clothes. Under the gaze of Yang Gong, Zhang Shen, Li mubai and Chen Tai, he pushed open the hollowed out vermilion door and entered the hall.
Bang Dang!
The hall door closed gently, blocking the view.
The sun shines in through the lattice window, and the dust floats in the light beam. Above the base, there is a sculpture wearing a Confucian crown and a Confucian robe, with one hand behind the other and the other on the lower abdomen.
At the foot of the sculpture stood a white elk.
This is ashen's wife.
Zhao Shou looked at the sculpture without saying a word. The sun shone in his eyes. He kept the same posture and didn't move for a long time.
Zhao Shousheng was born in Zhende for 19 years. He was born in poverty. At the age of 10, he joined Yunlu Academy. His mentor was a resident of Hanlu.
The slovenly old Confucian scholar lived in a thatched cottage all year round. In his early years, he didn't know what happened. He was lame, depressed and frustrated. He liked drinking. When he was drunk, he wrote some poems that satirized the imperial court and abused the emperor.
Without the protection of Yunlu academy, his poems would have cut off his head a hundred times.
Zhao Shou is very strict with him on weekdays. He tries his best to teach him. Once he gets drunk, he goes crazy and yells:
You can't achieve anything in your life by reading a broken book. It's better to get drunk in the brothel and sleep with Huakui.
The young Zhao Shou stuck his neck and said:
It takes thirty Liang to sleep once. If you don't study, you can't sleep with money.
Han Lu residents are furious at the speech. Do you know the market?
A board!
Zhao Shou said unconvinced: don't teachers know the market.
Another meal!
Later, the old Confucian scholar fell into the pool and drowned in a cold winter, ending his poor life.
At the funeral, Zhao Shou learned about the teacher's past from his close friends.
When he was young, Han Lu was a brilliant scholar with strong popularity. Because of his origin in Yunlu academy, he was disliked by Emperor Zhende and was brushed down during the palace examination.
He continued to take the exam and continue to be brushed.
Three years and three years.
From a young talent to an old Confucian scholar with frosty temples, he has never obtained a position.
When he couldn't bear it, he stormed the palace and denounced emperor Zhende. That leg was broken at that time. If the previous president hadn't come forward to protect him, he would have been beheaded.
This is the current situation of Yunlu Academy.
Occasionally, a small number of people can get a position, but most of them are not reused and sent to a corner..
More people don't even have a post. They study for half their life and are still a cloth cloth.
The young Zhao Shou didn't say anything at that time, but many years later, the new dean made a great wish and made a life for himself. He wanted to let the scholars of Yunlu academy return to the temple and lead it back to the prosperity of the millennium.
"Two hundred years ago, there was a dispute over the foundation of the country, and the academy and the royal family were at odds. Cheng took the opportunity to deviate from the Academy, create the Imperial College, and block the academy students from the temple. Two hundred years passed in a hurry. Today, disciple Zhao Shou welcomes Yasheng back to the temple."
I can't afford to bow.
The Yasheng sculpture rushed into the sky with a clear light. At this moment, the whole Qingyun Mountain vibrated like a mountain.
But the students and students in the Academy were not half alarmed, but trembled with excitement and wept with joy.
After 200 years, Yunlu academy is finally going to produce a second-class scholar.
It is not the kind of great Confucianism praised by the world, but the second grade in the Confucian system - great Confucianism!
The clear light rushed into the sky and surged layer by layer, forming a huge clear air vortex in the high altitude, which can be clearly seen dozens of miles away from Qingyun Mountain.
It seems to be telling the world.
Then, these pure Qi slowly sank and fell back to the temple of Ya and entered Zhao Shouti.
Zhao Shou's eyes shot a piercing light, and his flesh was bathed in the light. This is Haoran righteousness washing and cutting marrow for him, which can not only enhance his power to follow his words, but also improve the tolerance of spell backfire.
He carefully felt the changes of his body and understood the power of second grade.
This is mainly divided into two aspects. On the one hand, the power of following the law has been greatly improved, and the modified rules will last for a long time.
For example, read: there is no grass here.
The vegetation in this area withered for several months or even longer. Unlike before, the effect of following the word can only be short-lived.
In addition, it is also the most important point that the second-class great Confucianism can fiddle with Qi luck to a certain extent, gather or destroy. Although this operation is not as sophisticated as a warlock, Zhao Shou has the ability to affect the rise and fall of a dynasty.
Of course, this needs to pay a great price, such as Qian Zhong Daru at the weekend, sacrificing himself and smashing the last breath of the week.
There was a clear light in the temple of yah. Yang Gong entered the temple with joy on his face.
"Dean, may I help the engraver to solve the seal?"
Zhang Shen asked.
"Try and you'll know."
Zhao shoutan opens his palm, the light rises, and the carving knife appears in his palm.
Then the Yasheng Confucian crown was put on his head.
Zhao Shouning looked at the carving knife and whispered:
"Break the seal!"
Suddenly hold the palm.
Suddenly, a clear light burst out of his palm, holding a big light bulb instead of a knife.
The Confucian crown on the top of his head also burst into a sharp light, which rushed like a carving knife along his arm.
The Yasheng sculpture glittered and shone on the carving knife.
Buzzing... The knife trembled, shaking violently in Zhao Shou's palm, and shaking his arms and body.
Bang!
The sharp explosion of the clear light on the carving knife set off a strong wind in the hall, blew out the candles and shook the doors and windows.
No matter how difficult it was for Zhao Shou to hold the carving knife, he didn't want to hold it. He let it float in the air and swayed around the hall.
"Finally, I can speak. The Confucian sage, who has been beaten by thousands of knives, has sealed me for more than 1200 years. People don't want to talk about the rubbish of writing books? If I were to write, I would be better than him.
"I want to get acquainted and guide him to write a book. I don't appreciate it. I'm annoyed. Seal me, bah!"
The curses and complaints of the carving knife were clearly transmitted to Zhao Shou and others.
This made Zhao Shou a few more or less embarrassed. He didn't know whether to agree or refute, so he had to choose silence and pretend not to hear.
"Cough!"
Zhao Shou coughed hard, interrupted the Saber's incessant curse, bowed and said:
"I've seen you, master."
Yang Gong and his four men bowed with him:
"I've seen you, master!"
The carving knife swept in front of Zhao Shou and hovered over his eyebrows to convey his ideas:
"Hey, JianZheng said that I would release the seal in this generation. Sure enough, he didn't deceive me. The children of Confucianism are like gods to the old thing of Confucian sage, and the great Confucianism of all dynasties refused to release the seal for me.
"Why did you help me unlock the seal?"
Zhao Shouyi again:
"Students ask for advice."
Yang Gong immediately closes his sleeve and doesn't let the ruler fly out.
The spirit in the carving knife asked:
"What's up!"
Zhao Shoushen said:
"On behalf of all the people in the world, how to promote the martial god?"
Kedao didn't answer immediately, but fell into a long silence.
In silence, Zhao Shou's heart sank slowly to the bottom of the valley:
"The elder doesn't know?"
"Don't make a noise!" the carving knife sprayed him, and then said:
"I remember when the Confucian sage commented on the Wufu system, he said that the Wushen, well, after all, it has been more than 1200 years, and I can't remember it for a moment."
Then you think about it... Yang Gong and others are eager.
Zhao Shou noticed a detail. The carving knife needs to be remembered, indicating that no one has talked about promoting the martial god recently.
If it's not revealed by the carving knife, how does JianZheng know the method of promoting the martial god?
More than ten seconds later, the carving knife suddenly said:
"Remember, um, one premise, two conditions!
"The premise is to condense gas transportation.
"The condition is to be recognized by the world and recognized by the world!"
……
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In front of the Yasheng hall, Zhao Shouli straightened his clothes and clothes. Under the gaze of Yang Gong, Zhang Shen, Li mubai and Chen Tai, he pushed open the hollowed out vermilion door and entered the hall.
Bang Dang!
The hall door closed gently, blocking the view.
The sun shines in through the lattice window, and the dust floats in the light beam. Above the base, there is a sculpture wearing a Confucian crown and a Confucian robe, with one hand behind the other and the other on the lower abdomen.
At the foot of the sculpture stood a white elk.
This is ashen's wife.
Zhao Shou looked at the sculpture without saying a word. The sun shone in his eyes. He kept the same posture and didn't move for a long time.
Zhao Shousheng was born in Zhende for 19 years. He was born in poverty. At the age of 10, he joined Yunlu Academy. His mentor was a resident of Hanlu.
The slovenly old Confucian scholar lived in a thatched cottage all year round. In his early years, he didn't know what happened. He was lame, depressed and frustrated. He liked drinking. When he was drunk, he wrote some poems that satirized the imperial court and abused the emperor.
Without the protection of Yunlu academy, his poems would have cut off his head a hundred times.
Zhao Shou is very strict with him on weekdays. He tries his best to teach him. Once he gets drunk, he goes crazy and yells:
You can't achieve anything in your life by reading a broken book. It's better to get drunk in the brothel and sleep with Huakui.
The young Zhao Shou stuck his neck and said:
It takes thirty Liang to sleep once. If you don't study, you can't sleep with money.
Han Lu residents are furious at the speech. Do you know the market?
A board!
Zhao Shou said unconvinced: don't teachers know the market.
Another meal!
Later, the old Confucian scholar fell into the pool and drowned in a cold winter, ending his poor life.
At the funeral, Zhao Shou learned about the teacher's past from his close friends.
When he was young, Han Lu was a brilliant scholar with strong popularity. Because of his origin in Yunlu academy, he was disliked by Emperor Zhende and was brushed down during the palace examination.
He continued to take the exam and continue to be brushed.
Three years and three years.
From a young talent to an old Confucian scholar with frosty temples, he has never obtained a position.
When he couldn't bear it, he stormed the palace and denounced emperor Zhende. That leg was broken at that time. If the previous president hadn't come forward to protect him, he would have been beheaded.
This is the current situation of Yunlu Academy.
Occasionally, a small number of people can get a position, but most of them are not reused and sent to a corner..
More people don't even have a post. They study for half their life and are still a cloth cloth.
The young Zhao Shou didn't say anything at that time, but many years later, the new dean made a great wish and made a life for himself. He wanted to let the scholars of Yunlu academy return to the temple and lead it back to the prosperity of the millennium.
"Two hundred years ago, there was a dispute over the foundation of the country, and the academy and the royal family were at odds. Cheng took the opportunity to deviate from the Academy, create the Imperial College, and block the academy students from the temple. Two hundred years passed in a hurry. Today, disciple Zhao Shou welcomes Yasheng back to the temple."
I can't afford to bow.
The Yasheng sculpture rushed into the sky with a clear light. At this moment, the whole Qingyun Mountain vibrated like a mountain.
But the students and students in the Academy were not half alarmed, but trembled with excitement and wept with joy.
After 200 years, Yunlu academy is finally going to produce a second-class scholar.
It is not the kind of great Confucianism praised by the world, but the second grade in the Confucian system - great Confucianism!
The clear light rushed into the sky and surged layer by layer, forming a huge clear air vortex in the high altitude, which can be clearly seen dozens of miles away from Qingyun Mountain.
It seems to be telling the world.
Then, these pure Qi slowly sank and fell back to the temple of Ya and entered Zhao Shouti.
Zhao Shou's eyes shot a piercing light, and his flesh was bathed in the light. This is Haoran righteousness washing and cutting marrow for him, which can not only enhance his power to follow his words, but also improve the tolerance of spell backfire.
He carefully felt the changes of his body and understood the power of second grade.
This is mainly divided into two aspects. On the one hand, the power of following the law has been greatly improved, and the modified rules will last for a long time.
For example, read: there is no grass here.
The vegetation in this area withered for several months or even longer. Unlike before, the effect of following the word can only be short-lived.
In addition, it is also the most important point that the second-class great Confucianism can fiddle with Qi luck to a certain extent, gather or destroy. Although this operation is not as sophisticated as a warlock, Zhao Shou has the ability to affect the rise and fall of a dynasty.
Of course, this needs to pay a great price, such as Qian Zhong Daru at the weekend, sacrificing himself and smashing the last breath of the week.
There was a clear light in the temple of yah. Yang Gong entered the temple with joy on his face.
"Dean, may I help the engraver to solve the seal?"
Zhang Shen asked.
"Try and you'll know."
Zhao shoutan opens his palm, the light rises, and the carving knife appears in his palm.
Then the Yasheng Confucian crown was put on his head.
Zhao Shouning looked at the carving knife and whispered:
"Break the seal!"
Suddenly hold the palm.
Suddenly, a clear light burst out of his palm, holding a big light bulb instead of a knife.
The Confucian crown on the top of his head also burst into a sharp light, which rushed like a carving knife along his arm.
The Yasheng sculpture glittered and shone on the carving knife.
Buzzing... The knife trembled, shaking violently in Zhao Shou's palm, and shaking his arms and body.
Bang!
The sharp explosion of the clear light on the carving knife set off a strong wind in the hall, blew out the candles and shook the doors and windows.
No matter how difficult it was for Zhao Shou to hold the carving knife, he didn't want to hold it. He let it float in the air and swayed around the hall.
"Finally, I can speak. The Confucian sage, who has been beaten by thousands of knives, has sealed me for more than 1200 years. People don't want to talk about the rubbish of writing books? If I were to write, I would be better than him.
"I want to get acquainted and guide him to write a book. I don't appreciate it. I'm annoyed. Seal me, bah!"
The curses and complaints of the carving knife were clearly transmitted to Zhao Shou and others.
This made Zhao Shou a few more or less embarrassed. He didn't know whether to agree or refute, so he had to choose silence and pretend not to hear.
"Cough!"
Zhao Shou coughed hard, interrupted the Saber's incessant curse, bowed and said:
"I've seen you, master."
Yang Gong and his four men bowed with him:
"I've seen you, master!"
The carving knife swept in front of Zhao Shou and hovered over his eyebrows to convey his ideas:
"Hey, JianZheng said that I would release the seal in this generation. Sure enough, he didn't deceive me. The children of Confucianism are like gods to the old thing of Confucian sage, and the great Confucianism of all dynasties refused to release the seal for me.
"Why did you help me unlock the seal?"
Zhao Shouyi again:
"Students ask for advice."
Yang Gong immediately closes his sleeve and doesn't let the ruler fly out.
The spirit in the carving knife asked:
"What's up!"
Zhao Shoushen said:
"On behalf of all the people in the world, how to promote the martial god?"
Kedao didn't answer immediately, but fell into a long silence.
In silence, Zhao Shou's heart sank slowly to the bottom of the valley:
"The elder doesn't know?"
"Don't make a noise!" the carving knife sprayed him, and then said:
"I remember when the Confucian sage commented on the Wufu system, he said that the Wushen, well, after all, it has been more than 1200 years, and I can't remember it for a moment."
Then you think about it... Yang Gong and others are eager.
Zhao Shou noticed a detail. The carving knife needs to be remembered, indicating that no one has talked about promoting the martial god recently.
If it's not revealed by the carving knife, how does JianZheng know the method of promoting the martial god?
More than ten seconds later, the carving knife suddenly said:
"Remember, um, one premise, two conditions!
"The premise is to condense gas transportation.
"The condition is to be recognized by the world and recognized by the world!"
……
PS: typos are corrected first and then corrected.
In front of the Yasheng hall, Zhao Shouli straightened his clothes and clothes. Under the gaze of Yang Gong, Zhang Shen, Li mubai and Chen Tai, he pushed open the hollowed out vermilion door and entered the hall.Bang Dang!The hall door closed gently, blocking the view.The sun shines in through the lattice window, and the dust floats in the light beam. Above the base, there is a sculpture wearing a Confucian crown and a Confucian robe, with one hand behind the other and the other on the lower abdomen.At the foot of the sculpture stood a white elk.This is ashen's wife.Zhao Shou looked at the sculpture without saying a word. The sun shone in his eyes. He kept the same posture and didn't move for a long time.Zhao Shousheng was born in Zhende for 19 years. He was born in poverty. At the age of 10, he joined Yunlu Academy. His mentor was a resident of Hanlu.The slovenly old Confucian scholar lived in a thatched cottage all year round. In his early years, he didn't know what happened. He was lame, depressed and frustrated. He liked drinking. When he was drunk, he wrote some poems that satirized the imperial court and abused the emperor.Without the protection of Yunlu academy, his poems would have cut off his head a hundred times.Zhao Shou is very strict with him on weekdays. He tries his best to teach him. Once he gets drunk, he goes crazy and yells:You can't achieve anything in your life by reading a broken book. It's better to get drunk in the brothel and sleep with Huakui.The young Zhao Shou stuck his neck and said:It takes thirty Liang to sleep once. If you don't study, you can't sleep with money.Han Lu residents are furious at the speech. Do you know the market?A board!Zhao Shou said unconvinced: don't teachers know the market.Another meal!Later, the old Confucian scholar fell into the pool and drowned in a cold winter, ending his poor life.At the funeral, Zhao Shou learned about the teacher's past from his close friends.When he was young, Han Lu was a brilliant scholar with strong popularity. Because of his origin in Yunlu academy, he was disliked by Emperor Zhende and was brushed down during the palace examination.He continued to take the exam and continue to be brushed.Three years and three years.From a young talent to an old Confucian scholar with frosty temples, he has never obtained a position.When he couldn't bear it, he stormed the palace and denounced emperor Zhende. That leg was broken at that time. If the previous president hadn't come forward to protect him, he would have been beheaded.This is the current situation of Yunlu Academy.Occasionally, a small number of people can get a position, but most of them are not reused and sent to a corner..More people don't even have a post. They study for half their life and are still a cloth cloth.The young Zhao Shou didn't say anything at that time, but many years later, the new dean made a great wish and made a life for himself. He wanted to let the scholars of Yunlu academy return to the temple and lead it back to the prosperity of the millennium."Two hundred years ago, there was a dispute over the foundation of the country, and the academy and the royal family were at odds. Cheng took the opportunity to deviate from the Academy, create the Imperial College, and block the academy students from the temple. Two hundred years passed in a hurry. Today, disciple Zhao Shou welcomes Yasheng back to the temple."I can't afford to bow.The Yasheng sculpture rushed into the sky with a clear light. At this moment, the whole Qingyun Mountain vibrated like a mountain.But the students and students in the Academy were not half alarmed, but trembled with excitement and wept with joy.After 200 years, Yunlu academy is finally going to produce a second-class scholar.It is not the kind of great Confucianism praised by the world, but the second grade in the Confucian system - great Confucianism!The clear light rushed into the sky and surged layer by layer, forming a huge clear air vortex in the high altitude, which can be clearly seen dozens of miles away from Qingyun Mountain.It seems to be telling the world.Then, these pure Qi slowly sank and fell back to the temple of Ya and entered Zhao Shouti.Zhao Shou's eyes shot a piercing light, and his flesh was bathed in the light. This is Haoran righteousness washing and cutting marrow for him, which can not only enhance his power to follow his words, but also improve the tolerance of spell backfire.He carefully felt the changes of his body and understood the power of second grade.This is mainly divided into two aspects. On the one hand, the power of following the law has been greatly improved, and the modified rules will last for a long time.For example, read: there is no grass here.The vegetation in this area withered for several months or even longer. Unlike before, the effect of following the word can only be short-lived.In addition, it is also the most important point that the second-class great Confucianism can fiddle with Qi luck to a certain extent, gather or destroy. Although this operation is not as sophisticated as a warlock, Zhao Shou has the ability to affect the rise and fall of a dynasty.Of course, this needs to pay a great price, such as Qian Zhong Daru at the weekend, sacrificing himself and smashing the last breath of the week.There was a clear light in the temple of yah. Yang Gong entered the temple with joy on his face."Dean, may I help the engraver to solve the seal?"Zhang Shen asked."Try and you'll know."Zhao shoutan opens his palm, the light rises, and the carving knife appears in his palm.Then the Yasheng Confucian crown was put on his head.Zhao Shouning looked at the carving knife and whispered:"Break the seal!"Suddenly hold the palm.Suddenly, a clear light burst out of his palm, holding a big light bulb instead of a knife.The Confucian crown on the top of his head also burst into a sharp light, which rushed like a carving knife along his arm.The Yasheng sculpture glittered and shone on the carving knife.Buzzing... The knife trembled, shaking violently in Zhao Shou's palm, and shaking his arms and body.Bang!The sharp explosion of the clear light on the carving knife set off a strong wind in the hall, blew out the candles and shook the doors and windows.No matter how difficult it was for Zhao Shou to hold the carving knife, he didn't want to hold it. He let it float in the air and swayed around the hall."Finally, I can speak. The Confucian sage, who has been beaten by thousands of knives, has sealed me for more than 1200 years. People don't want to talk about the rubbish of writing books? If I were to write, I would be better than him."I want to get acquainted and guide him to write a book. I don't appreciate it. I'm annoyed. Seal me, bah!"The curses and complaints of the carving knife were clearly transmitted to Zhao Shou and others.This made Zhao Shou a few more or less embarrassed. He didn't know whether to agree or refute, so he had to choose silence and pretend not to hear."Cough!"Zhao Shou coughed hard, interrupted the Saber's incessant curse, bowed and said:"I've seen you, master."Yang Gong and his four men bowed with him:"I've seen you, master!"The carving knife swept in front of Zhao Shou and hovered over his eyebrows to convey his ideas:"Hey, JianZheng said that I would release the seal in this generation. Sure enough, he didn't deceive me. The children of Confucianism are like gods to the old thing of Confucian sage, and the great Confucianism of all dynasties refused to release the seal for me."Why did you help me unlock the seal?"Zhao Shouyi again:"Students ask for advice."Yang Gong immediately closes his sleeve and doesn't let the ruler fly out.The spirit in the carving knife asked:"What's up!"Zhao Shoushen said:"On behalf of all the people in the world, how to promote the martial god?"Kedao didn't answer immediately, but fell into a long silence.In silence, Zhao Shou's heart sank slowly to the bottom of the valley:"The elder doesn't know?""Don't make a noise!" the carving knife sprayed him, and then said:"I remember when the Confucian sage commented on the Wufu system, he said that the Wushen, well, after all, it has been more than 1200 years, and I can't remember it for a moment."Then you think about it... Yang Gong and others are eager.Zhao Shou noticed a detail. The carving knife needs to be remembered, indicating that no one has talked about promoting the martial god recently.If it's not revealed by the carving knife, how does JianZheng know the method of promoting the martial god?More than ten seconds later, the carving knife suddenly said:"Remember, um, one premise, two conditions!"The premise is to condense gas transportation."The condition is to be recognized by the world and recognized by the world!"PS: typos are corrected first and then corrected.
