I Am Sanctified By Writing Books

"Miss, don't be sad. You are just a Mr. Bailong. It is not worth your tears for him. You are the daughter of the prefect of Linjiang County! How many people would kneel down and want to see you, Mr. Bailong is really not good. Unwind!" Cai Ling muttered to comfort Li Zhuqing.

However, when she saw Li Zhuqing's face, she was stunned.

There were no tears on Li Zhuqing's face, there were only two tear stains that were not completely dry, and there was no sadness in his eyes.

"Miss, you are..." Cai Ling was a little puzzled, is this still the sad Li Zhuqing just now?

"Cai Ling!" Li Zhuqing said suddenly, with a trace of determination in his voice.

"Miss, what's wrong?" Cai Ling quickly reacted when she heard Li Zhuqing calling her.

"I want to practice literature!" Li Zhuqing said calmly.

"Okay, miss, no problem, we'll just practice writing... What did you just say, miss?" Cai Ling agreed habitually, and suddenly reacted, and hurriedly confirmed.

You know, in Dagan, there are very few women who practice literature and Taoism. The history of Dagan for thousands of years tells people that men are more suitable for practicing literature and Taoism than women. Therefore, men who practice literature and Taoism in Dagan are still more Many, women only account for a very small part, and the vast majority of women have no achievements in literature.

"I want to practice Wen Dao!" Li Zhuqing turned his head, looked at Cai Ling and said word by word, the seriousness in his eyes seemed to overflow.

"I want to prove to him that I can definitely be worthy of him!" Li Zhuqing looked in Chu He's direction and made up his mind.

I will definitely achieve something in the literature, and then catch up with you, and tell you in front of you, I, Li Zhuqing, like you!

"But, what if the master doesn't agree?" Cai Ling had no choice but to agree, but the prefect Li Yujiang probably wouldn't agree to it.

If you want to practice literature, you have to study the classics hard. Li Yujiang will never let his precious daughter try this kind of hardship.

"Then I'll go to Mr. Longxi! He has a good reputation, I'll go and beg him, maybe he will have a solution!" Li Zhuqing's eyes flashed a firm light.

"Cai Ling, let's go!" After speaking, Li Zhuqing took a step forward and walked towards the City Lord's Mansion.

"Hey, miss, wait for me!" Cai Ling hurriedly followed.

No one would have thought that the first semi-sage of Wen Dao in the history of Daqian was just a sentence of anger.

...

The next day, Chu He received an invitation from Wu Feifei's maid, Qing Lan, inviting him to a banquet at Yunyue Tower.

Chu He didn't refuse either. In Linjiang County, Xue Feifei was considered one of his good friends. He estimated that he would leave soon, so he took advantage of this invitation to say goodbye to Xue Feifei.

It was still the same, in Xue Feifei's room, there were only Chu He and Xue Feifei on the table, accompanied by the maid Qinglan.

As before, Xue Feifei tried to get Chu He drunk with stronger wine, hoping that something romantic would happen. Unfortunately, Chu He's drinking capacity has been fully tempered during this period, and Xue Feifei was a little disappointed in the end. He drank the whole jug of spirits in his eyes.

"Master Bailong, is this going to leave Linjiang County?" Xue Feifei asked after ordering Qinglan to remove the jug.

"Yeah, how did you know?" Chu He breathed a sigh of relief, and finally didn't have to take the initiative to bring up the sad topic of parting.

"I guessed it!" Xue Feifei blinked slyly.

Chu He was so teased by Xue Feifei that he didn't dare to look directly at him. He looked out of the window, seemingly admiring the scenery outside the window, but actually trying to ease his embarrassment.

For a moment just now, Chu He's heart fluttered slightly, but thinking of his identity without a past, he still forcibly suppressed the throbbing in his heart.

"I wonder what your son's plans are in the future?" Seeing that Chu He's cheeks were slightly flushed, Xue Feifei stopped teasing him and asked Chu He directly what he planned to do in the future.

"Hmm...maybe I will go to Kyoto in the future, and then enter the National Scholars Academy!" Chu He said hesitantly, remembering the Imperial Scholars Order in his hand.

"Oh? Is your son confident enough to be admitted to the National Scholars Academy?" Xue Feifei looked at Chu He and smiled.

"Uh...it's Mr. Longxi, he gave me a piece of the National Shiling." Chu He explained.

"That's really congratulations, young master. You have been favored by Mr. Longxi. It seems that young master must be a great success in the future!" Xue Feifei supported her chin with one hand, looked at Chu He and congratulated.

Such things as the national order are not something that can be obtained casually. Only the true pride of heaven can obtain this thing.

Moreover, this National Scholars Order can be circulated in Dagan every year for no more than ten yuan. Once the holder enters the National Scholars Academy, he will receive extremely high treatment and abundant resources. It can be said that this is a treasure that can reach the sky in one step.

Once someone finds out that Chu He is holding a piece of national military order, it will definitely arouse the covetousness of the young people and bring him a lot of trouble.

Chu He can tell him without hesitation, which shows that Chu He already trusts her very much.

A warm current flowed through Xue Feifei's heart.

As everyone knows, Chu He actually doesn't know the importance of the National Scholars' Order at all, but simply thinks that this is the place to be recommended to the National Scholars Academy...

The sky soon darkened, Chu He rejected Xue Feifei's invitation to stay overnight as usual, and walked out of Yunyue Tower.

Waving his hand behind him, Chu He knew that Xue Feifei must be watching him from the upstairs window behind him.

"Oh, miss, this farewell to Mr. Bailong, I may never see you again..." The maid Qinglan sighed, what a young hero, to say goodbye like this, Qinglan felt sorry for Xue Feifei expressed regret.

"That's not necessarily true, Qinglan." Xue Feifei looked at the moonlight outside the window, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

"Kyoto? Maybe it's a good place to reunite..."

...

Walking alone in the moonlight is not a good feeling.

Chu He returned to the inn, and just as he was about to go upstairs, he found the little monk Wu Xin who had come back from outside.

"The body is a bodhi tree, and the heart is like a bright mirror stand. Always wipe it diligently, so that there is no dust." Monk Wuxin chanted the few Buddhist verses that Chu He told him during the day, and it was obvious that he really liked it. A few Buddhist verses.

This can remind him to pay attention to his own practice at all times. Monk Wuxin even has the idea of ​​taking these few Buddhist verses as his motto.