Dao Fruit

Spring and Autumn Academy, Book Pavilion.

The entire library is as dark as before, with rows of tall bookshelves covering up the remaining light. Very little light can penetrate deep into the library.

However, at this moment, there is light coming from the depths of the book pavilion.

The source of this light is two people.

"Shu Lao, did you really decide to let Qiu Yan help? And gave him a tip?"

Mr. Zheng, who once guided Qiu Yan, was standing in front of his desk talking in a low voice.

Behind the table sat an old scholar.

At this time, the old man did not immerse himself in reading, but leaned back and leaned on the back of the chair, looking weak. His whole body continued to emit a faint light, which turned yellow.

After listening to Mr. Zheng's words, Shu Lao nodded: "Rather than risking everything, it is better to let Qiu Sheng help. This person has an old relationship with Yang'er, and the literary mind condensed is not a crooked thing, but an upright and upright way. This way Talent can make people feel at ease, otherwise, even if the old man comes in person, he may not be affected and wiped out in ashes. "

Mr. Zheng frowned and said, "Even so, he may not agree, so we still have to make other preparations."

"Yes, it's right to be prepared, and you don't have to stop what you have arranged," Mr. Shu nodded, a little light flashing in his cloudy old eyes, "However, after all, Mr. Qiu has his own destiny, so he should Being able to obtain that thing is a matter of luck, knowledge, and mentality. Having more people may not have any effect. "

Having said this, the old man raised his head and said with a smile: "Moreover, Qiu Yan's help is also good for the academy. If he can use the Sage Hall of our Spring and Autumn Academy to enter the scholarly world and develop his own literary knowledge, he will definitely leave a masterpiece. , can enrich the spirit of Spring and Autumn Palace and solidify the foundation of inheritance!”

Seeing that Mr. Zheng was still frowning, he continued: "Don't underestimate the accumulation of bit by bit. Even if the foundation of the academy is solid, it is all the work of the predecessors. Now those disciples will definitely make achievements themselves. If things go on like this, there will be achievements." Decline, but the long river of history runs through thousands of years, and nothing is eternal. The academy is a small boat in the river, and it must have its ups and downs, but as the helmsman, you must prepare for the rainy day and leave space for future generations to make mistakes and corrections, so as not to A wave comes and it is destroyed.”

"Students still understand this matter," Mr. Zheng nodded. "At that time, Quanyou Academy was at its peak of talent. He was the leader in Confucianism and was eclectic. It was unparalleled for a while. Unfortunately, it was too much. After one discussion, the elites were wiped out. Unfortunately, the younger generation of disciples did not have any outstanding figures, so they declined immediately, and until now, they are still in decline. "

The old scholar nodded: "This is exactly the reason, but Wu Xi, the dean of Quanyou Academy at that time, also had the foresight to make friends with Lin Zhengyang. In this way, even if he was lost in Shilin, Lin Zhengyang's words shocked him. It also allowed Quanyou Academy to be preserved. Although its vitality was severely damaged, it did not collapse in the end. "

Hearing the name "Lin Zhengyang", his eyelids jumped, and a look of fear appeared in his eyes. He quickly changed the subject and said, "One more thing. Recently, several people have come to lobby to let the academy's A student is going out to serve as a staff member and participate in a great struggle. Are you still unwilling to give advice on this matter? "

The old man didn't say anything, but just said: "Advice? How can the advice of others compare with one's own experience? If they want to see Su Bao Simu, they have to step out of the book and then come back. Only then can they know the world in the book." Vast.”

As he said that, he waved his hand. Mr. Zheng understood this and left.

After the others left, silence returned to the entire library. Only a faint yellow light flickered in the depths. The old scholar lowered his head and looked at the books in front of him.

Sudden!

A ball of dazzling golden light erupted from his arm, and then the light of his entire body quickly dimmed.

Shu Lao sighed.

"It seems that Qiu Yan doesn't plan to use Chunqiu as his sect. It's a pity, it's a pity..."

………………

Just when Shu Lao sighed, Chen Jing stood up to leave after talking with Qiu Yan.

"In that case, Chen will go back and prepare now. Brother Qiu, you don't have to rush to give an answer. After all, words are unfounded and hearing is false. Only seeing can tell the truth."

When he left, he didn't go through the main door, but out through the window, climbed over the eaves and walked along the wall. Obviously he didn't want people to know that he had come to visit.

"However, it is possible that this is just a statement. Even if it is flying over the wall, people with magical powers can still find traces if they pay attention."

After closing the window, Qiu Yan shook his head, with a thoughtful look on his face. He stopped talking, walked back to the table, opened the book, and started reading.

In the remaining few days, everything returned to normal. After being invited by Han's family and settling the grudge between him and Ma's family, Qiu Yan once again returned to the state of staying at home and studying behind closed doors.

Days like this lasted for five days. The time was finally approaching the end of the year, and the weather in Dongdu was getting colder.

"Brother, what do you think the young master has been doing these past five days?" Dai Guo, who was eating in the lobby, asked in a low voice.

Hu Qi took a piece of meat into his mouth and replied vaguely: "How could I know this? Maybe I am preparing for the exam. In a short while, we should leave for Xingjing to accompany the young master to rush for the exam!"

Although he said this, he also had doubts in his heart. In the past five days, although Qiu Yan had not left home, he had to bring food in, and his breath had also changed slightly. How could he escape these details? The eyes of a person who cultivates destiny?

However, if Qiu Yan didn't say anything, Hu Qi couldn't ask. After spending so much time together, he roughly understood Qiu Yan's personality. Qiu Yan was happy to explain some things to them, and sometimes even taught them some "little tricks".

These "little tricks" were what Qiu Yan said, but in the eyes of Hu Qi and Dai Guo, they could immediately see the value and knew that it was a skill that could make a living. If it was passed on to ordinary craftsmen, it would be a skill that could be passed down from generation to generation.

But sometimes, if Qiu Yan didn't take the initiative to say it, it would be useless to ask.

Dai Guo had not figured this out yet. He ate while muttering, "I don't think it's that simple. It shouldn't be preparation for the exam. I haven't seen the young master many times in the past five days, but every time I see him, I feel that he has a more powerful aura. It was not obvious at the beginning, but when I was delivering food just now, I was a little closer and was affected by the aura. I felt panic in my heart. If we fight, we will lose our composure before the fight."

"Why are you fighting with the young master?" Hu Qi interrupted his brother's words, "Eat, don't think too much."

"I'm just making an analogy. The young master is very skilled in martial arts and a sinister person. How stupid I am to fight with the young master." Dai Guo said, taking a bite. He still remembered the general Zhao who was speechless by Qiu Yan in Xuankou Town, and had a deep memory of Qiu Yan's "flowery mind".

"Don't talk nonsense!" Hu Qi quickly knocked him with chopsticks, "You can't say these words casually. We are now registered in the Qiu family. Saying this is to make up stories about the host family behind their backs, which is against the law."

"Good guy, be careful, don't break the law!" Dai Guo's face suddenly changed. It was obvious that he had a deep understanding of "law". This was also thanks to "Qiu Yan's verbal battle with General Zhao". That day, Qiu Yan held back the word "law" and made the officer holding a heavy army speechless.

At this time, Hu Qi on the opposite side suddenly changed his face and looked behind Dai Guo.

Dai Guo immediately came back to his senses, and with a start, he looked back and saw Qiu Yan coming down from upstairs.

"It's miserable!" Dai Guo said inwardly. He naturally knew that with Qiu Yan's life cultivation level, at this distance, he could clearly hear what he just said.

Qiu Yan came up to him, glanced at Dai Guo, and said nothing. Then he said to Hu Qi, "I have to go out for something. I'll give you the gifts and horses. Take good care of them."

"Don't worry, sir." Hu Qi stood up and agreed, then asked, "How many days will I be gone?" He heard a little hidden meaning from Qiu Yan's mouth.

Qiu Yan replied, "It's hard to say. Maybe I'll be back soon, or maybe I'll be gone for a few days. The money is with you. If you need it, you can take out one or two calligraphy and paintings from my package and sell them."

Hu Qi said he didn't dare.

Shaking his head and giving two more instructions, Qiu Yan walked out of the inn, suddenly narrowed his eyes, and his senses extended to a corner of the street. He found two sneaky figures, but then he walked into the street without making a sound, stepped forward, and walked into the crowd.

Looking at Qiu Yan's back as he left, Hu Qi raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead: "Young Master's aura has indeed changed, as if he is brewing something. Just standing in front of him, I feel depressed and suffocated. A few simple words make me feel heavy in my heart."

………………

On the street, Qiu Yan's collar moved slightly, and a ginseng baby arched out from it.

Raising his hand to press it back, Qiu Yan walked slowly.

"The ginseng baby insisted on sticking to me, it should have heard Chen Jing's words, and the Li Gua also showed that it would be auspicious to bring it with you."

He thought in his heart, and stopped from time to time to watch the performances and street performances on the roadside, just like ordinary pedestrians, but as he walked, he was getting closer and closer to the city gate.

Finally, after turning a corner, Qiu Yan arrived outside the city of Dongdu.

There were people coming and going at the city gate. Qiu Yan looked around and saw a familiar figure not far away. It was Chen Jing. When he saw Qiu Yan, he saluted from a distance, then turned around and walked into the forest behind him.

Qiu Yan smiled slightly and walked in that direction, entering the forest.

After walking for a while in the forest, he suddenly felt that he had passed through a layer of cold membrane. Suddenly, the atmosphere and scene in front of him changed drastically, and several figures appeared.

"Brother Qiu, you are here." Chen Jing was among them and came forward to greet him, "Let me introduce you to these people..."

In addition to Chen Jing, there were three others. One of them looked at Qiu Yan and said with some doubt before Chen Jing finished speaking: "Is this the person? Can he be compared with Bai Zhaoyuan? He doesn't look like him!" (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels are better and updated faster!)