A Clash of Gods

Yang Ning was stunned. Xiaoyao asked him this sentence, but he responded quickly and smiled: "I am very interested in flowers recently, but I don't understand it. I know you have a lot of research on flowers, so there is Utopia consults with you. "

Xiaoyao smiled and said: "I don't really know much."

"By the way, Xiaoyao girl, have you been to that flower market afterwards?" Yang Ning asked: "I have stayed there for the pot of pots, and let the flower shop owner see you and give it to you. .......! "

Xiaoyao shook his head and said: "I haven't been there for some time." Yan Ran smiled and said: "Thank you Shizi for remembering." Pointing to the front, said: "Shizi, Mr. Zhuo is over there, you have to see him hurry and go , I heard that a young Master Jiang from the East China Sea would come to the Academy to give lectures. When Master Jiang arrives, Mr. Zhuo is afraid that there will be no time to see you. "

"That's good." Yang Ning said with a smile: "I'm going now. Let's go back and have time to talk again." Turning to Xiaoyao's direction, I walked a few steps, and then I saw Xiaoyao holding the book in his hand and looking at himself. Seeing Yang Ning looking back, Xiao Yao smiled generously.

Yang Ning only felt that Xiao Yao's smile was very sunny, making people feel comfortable looking at it. The mood that was disturbed by Su Zixuan was better now.

It didn't take long to follow the road, and I saw a bamboo hut not far away, made entirely of bamboo, which looked very elegant.

Before reaching the bamboo house, Yang Ning adjusted his clothes, and then respectfully said, "Is Mr. Zhuo here?"

A voice soon sounded inside: "Who?"

"Mr. Zhuo, Qi Ning sees you!" Yang Ning said.

Soon, the sound of "ga" was heard, the bamboo door opened, and an elder in a gray robe appeared in front of him. He looked very young, but he was mentally vigorous, and his complexion was very good, even his hair was not white. A worldly figure, Yang Ning knew that this was Zhuo Qingyang, and immediately saluted: "Mr. Zhuo!"

Zhuo Qingyang looked at Yang Ning before turning around and entering the room, his tone calmly stating, "Come on first."

Yang Ning entered the bamboo house and found it was very simple. There was a bamboo bed against the wall, a table in the middle, and pen, ink and paper inkstones on the table. The whole house looked very clean and tidy.

"Sit down and talk." Zhuo Qingyang pointed to a chair next to him, and he smiled and said straight away: "It was the third lady in your house who brought you over?"

Yang Ning is now the Jinyihou of Yufeng, but Zhuo Qingyang's tone is entirely an elder's tone to his junior.

Yang Ning took out a very beautiful tea pot from the parcels he brought, holding it with both hands and said, "Mr. Zhuo, this is a little gift from the younger generation."

Zhuo Qingyang once taught Qi Jing, the real master of Qi Jing, his current identity is the son of Qi Jing, and the next generation is definitely the true younger generation.

Moreover, Zhuo Qingyang did not fear people's words and established Qionglin Academy, but it made Yang Ning admire in his heart. Although Zhuo Qingyang was not very enthusiastic at this time, it also showed that Zhuo Qingyang did not care about any dignitaries at all. Live very freely.

"Oh?" Zhuo Qingyang sat down on the bamboo chair, took the tea pot, and rolled it in his hand. He didn't look at the tea leaves, but took a look at the beautiful tea pot and watched it carefully. Smile, said: "You also know tea?"

Yang Ning thought that it would be better to be honest in front of this old gentleman. He said: "Younger people don't understand tea, but I heard that he likes to drink tea, so he sent it over and hoped that Mr. Xiao would accept it."

This is a gift from Yuan Rong before. It came from Jiang's tea house, Jiangcheng. There are two cans. Yang Ning came to visit today, and he was not prepared to send tea, but think about the origin of this old gentleman and Jinyihou Mansion, anyway. Even if you don't know how to drink tea, you might as well send a can to make a relationship.

Zhuo Qingyang opened the lid, twisted out the tea leaves, and said, "It's also good tea." Looking at Yang Ning, he asked, "This is from your house?"

Of course, Yang Ning is not easy to say that it was sent by someone else. He transferred it himself and nodded stubbornly.

Zhuo Qingyang put down the tea pot and said lightly: "The tea may be from your house. Where did this tea pot come from?"

"Tea pot?"

Zhuo Qingyang pointed to the painting on the tea pot and asked, "Do you know who made this painting on the tea pot?"

Yang Ning was a little dumbfounded, thinking about the painting on a tea pot, but when he saw Zhuo Qingyang still staring at the painting on the teahouse, he felt agitated, understood what, and humbly bowed his hand. : "The juniors have very little knowledge, and please ask me for advice."

"If I'm not wrong, this is the real story of Feng Zihe." Zhuo Qingyang said: "You know, this little tea pot is extremely precious?"

Yang Ning tightened his mind and thought that was really the case. Jiangcheng sent two cans of tea. When Yang Ning first saw it, although he knew that it must be the best tea, he thought that the best tea could be worth much silver. Some shabby, but now I have understood that the gift of Jiangcheng is not in tea, but in the tea pot.

He regretted it in his heart. He didn't think there was any description of Feng Zihe on this tea pot. He didn't know who Feng Zihe was, but he could hear it in Zhuo Qingyang's tone. This baby was sent over, and it was not easy to withdraw at this time. I thought it was terrible to have no culture. I didn't know how to appreciate art, so I gave the treasure by mistake.

Thinking about another one in the house, I felt a little more comfortable.

Although he regretted it, his face was calm and calm, and he smiled and said, "The sword is a hero, the juniors don't understand the tea ceremony. This tea pot is not famous, and the juniors don't know it, but if the sir likes it, then please smile."

Zhuo Qingyang finally smiled aloud and asked, "What do you think of this Qionglin Academy?"

Yang Ning thought for a while, and then said: "Exquisite and elegant, the style of writing is like a spring of fresh water."

"Nine out of ten people will say so." Zhuo Qingyang said: "The old man asked you, do you think the old man opened such a college, do you feel strange in your heart?"

"It's not strange," Yang Ning shook his head. "Mr. He wanted to say that many people think that women shouldn't read and study Chinese characters, so when they open such a women's academy, will anyone gossip?"

"In the face of the old man, no one dares to speak," Zhuo Qingyang said, "but there should be no one to discuss behind."

"Take your own way and let others talk." Yang Ning said: "Women are also people, and even many women's ingenuity is far above men. Why can't they study and read words? Mr. dare to do for others, I do not know others, but juniors I admire myself. "

Zhuo Qingyang stared at Yang Ning, seeing that Yang Ning was not like flattery, and laughed: "You have some knowledge."

Yang Ning went to the five hundred and two silver ticket to present and said, "Sir, this is a silver donation this year."

Zhuo Qingyang nodded slightly, took the silver ticket, and sighed: "There is only one Qionglin Academy in the world where women can study. Although the old man wants to have more such academy, the better, but there is such a place. It ’s shocking and vulgar, and it ’s even harder to spread it. If it ’s not to see the old man and the old face, this Qionglin Academy has long been blocked. ”

Yang Ning nodded slightly, he knew that in this era, men were superior to women, and it was impossible for a small Qionglin Academy to change the customs and culture of the era. In today ’s world, perhaps only Zhuo Qingyang can open such a college. The academy was afraid that it would have been buried with saliva by stubborn old antiques.

Zhuo Qingyang is still alive today, and Qionglin Academy can still be maintained, but if one day he is not alive, Qionglin Academy will most likely come to an abrupt halt.

At this moment, I heard a clear voice from outside: "Teacher is on, student Jiang Suiyun comes to see you!"

Yang Ning frowned immediately and glanced at Zhuo Qingyang, only to see that Zhuo Qingyang got up, with a hint of joy between his eyebrows, and said loudly, "Is it following the cloud? Come in soon."

I saw a person who had entered lightly, with a white brocade, light fur and slow belts, a handsome appearance, and a very smart look, his eyebrows were slanting, his face was elegant, and his vigor was impressive, wearing a warm jade wear around his waist, the whole person was clean At the end is the Yushu Linfeng, which is the East China Sea Suiyun.

Jiang Suiyun walked into the bamboo house and saw that Zhuo Qingyang was welcoming, so he had to kneel to the ground, but Zhuo Qingyang had already pulled his arm and smiled: "Suiyun doesn't have to be like this, you know it is a teacher's temperament, no Hi these red tapes, you can get rid of those clichés. "Compared to Yang Ning, Zhuo Qingyang's attitude is obviously more enthusiastic.

However, Jiang Suiyun still said, "Teacher, I haven't seen you for years. I miss you day and night. Are you always good?" It looks polite and very elegant.

"Everything is fine." Zhuo Qingyang said: "How is your father?"

"It's also very good. My father said many times to go to Beijing to visit his teacher, but his old man's body is now no worse than before. He often has a pain in his waist and legs, and he can't go far." Jiang Suiyun greeted warmly: "Father Let the students say hello to him on behalf of him, and say that if the teacher is available, I would like to invite you to live in the East China Sea for a period of time, so that I can do my best as a landlord. "

Zhuo Qingyang smiled, Jiang Suiyun turned his head, and finally saw Yang Ning, seeing Yang Ning also looking at himself, the two faced each other, Jiang Suiyun startled, but soon smiled, Just nodded slightly to Yang Ning ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Yang Ning was puzzled, thinking that Jiang Suiyun was only 25 or 36 years old, how could he be a disciple of Zhuo Qingyang? Seeing him nod at himself, Yang Ning just smiled, not even nodding.

"The children in the academy know that you are coming to give lectures and have been waiting." Zhuo Qingyang said: "Don't let them wait too much. Let's go to Qiong Linshe and tell them about the outside world. Also let them know more about the world. "

"The students obeyed." Jiang Suiyun was very clever, and said: "Teacher, the student has been here for three days. I wanted to come to see the teacher immediately after I entered Beijing, but ... hey, trivial things, I can't take it off. Open, and ask the teacher to punish. "

"You were held up for virtue. After entering Beijing, there are many natural things, and the old man is naturally not strange." Zhuo Qingyang turned around and said, "This is the old man's student. He traveled overseas and was very knowledgeable. He lectured today and you are together. Go listen. "

Yang Ning thought that Lao Tzu would listen to your lecture below. Haven't you also become a master of Lao Tzu? But I wanted to see what this famous son of Donghai Jiang could tell. He also arched his hand, and Wen Crei said: "Dare not follow your orders!"

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