I Become A Saint By Studying

"Dean..."

Zhang Dong stared blankly at He Weijun.

He also wanted to talk to Lin Yi, but He Weijun dragged him away from Caishikou.

"Lin Yi, congratulations, remember to come to the county government with Wen Bo..."

Zhang Dong's voice became smaller and smaller.

"President He, are you so afraid that I will return this jade pendant to him?"

Lin Yi stroked the jade pendant, and the touch was as warm and moist as jade.

In fact, he also knew that the purpose of He Weijun's gift of the jade pendant was nothing more than for Qian Qingwen and Qian Qingshu.

Their family is a prominent family in Nanxiang Mansion, and they are also related in the Imperial Academy of Chaotang.

He beheaded Qian Qingwen himself, and destroyed Qian Qingshu's Wen Xin.

The Qian family will never let him go.

And He Weijun's jade pendant will more or less make the Qian family fearful.

'Thank you! '

Lin Yi looked at the back of He Weijun leaving, it was fake if he was not moved.

After all.

He is just a scholar of the eighth-rank Liming Realm, the kind of person who can be lost in the crowd of scholars.

But He Weijun seems to love him especially.

"No, this old man has more weight in Lin Yi's heart than the old man!"

"This old man moved too fast. Now that Lin Yi has passed this hurdle, he can't wait to give the entire academy to Lin Yi. It's a desperate move!"

He Wancheng was also thinking about what to give.

Also send the dean's token?

It is so meaningless to follow the trend, it is almost impossible to hold weight in Lin Yi's heart.

Suddenly his eyes lit up.

"Lin Yi, you're not too young now, it's a good time for men to get married, look..."

He Wancheng intends to make a marriage for Lin Yi first.

His daughter is very good.

She is beautiful and virtuous, and she is about the same age as Lin Yi, so she is a perfect match.

But he wasn't done yet.

Zhong Zizheng grabbed his shoulder and threw it to the side. When he opened his eyes again, he found that... he was no longer at Caishikou in Lindong County.

Quaint all around.

The smell of books permeates, and everything around is very familiar.

He... actually returned to his own Qingping Academy.

"Master Zhong, you... you missed my future!"

He Wancheng was filled with grief and indignation.

Now his Realm is starting to loosen, just like He Weijun said, this is indeed a great opportunity.

But now he just missed the opportunity.

But soon.

He Wancheng was also a little lucky, "It's good to come back, I can let my daughter meet him in Fudu!"

He walked out of the room and went directly to the courtyard of his daughter He Yourong.

"Rong Rong!"

"Father went down the mountain this time and found a Ruyi Scepter for you!"

He directly explained his purpose.

Then a few words blasted out from the room, mixed with a tyrannical aura, He Wancheng hurriedly said, "Literature is forbidden here!"

The literary arts of the word environment disappeared in an instant.

call out!

call out!

Then the door opened, and several pillows flew out of the room, hitting He Wancheng on the head.

"Rongrong, this uncle is very good!"

...

Caishikou, Lindong County.

"Where's Dean He?"

Lin was surprised when he saw that He Wancheng disappeared after being slapped by Zhong Zizheng.

Zhong Zizheng said, "He has returned to the academy!"

"So fast?"

Lin Yi was taken aback.

But considering that Zhong Zi is the Holy Son of the Holy Court, and his Cultivation Base is at least third rank or above, it is too normal to have such a method.

He immediately felt relieved.

It's good that He Wancheng is sent away, otherwise he will be given some gift later, he really doesn't want to accept it.

No merit but no reward.

Besides, he was targeting the bachelors of Qingping Academy this time, so it was somewhat uncomfortable to look directly at He Wancheng.

"Lin Yi, your ambition is so great that it is almost impossible to achieve!"

Zhong Zi was staring at Lin Yi, and said earnestly, "You should know that the ambition of Bapin to establish a life is related to whether you can become a third rank Confucian!"

"A great Confucian must be the one who successfully fulfills his ambition!"

"Your ambition is too great. If you fail to achieve it, you may end up in the fourth rank gentleman's realm!" Zhong Zizheng was conflicted in his heart.

On the one hand, he was very shocked and praised Lin Yi's ambition.

It can be said.

It perfectly interprets what a scholar should do.

On the other hand, I am very sorry.

Because Lin Yi wants to do this, unless he becomes the real first rank Saint.

But if you can't even enter the third rank, how can you become a Saint.

This is a dead question.

Lin Yi looked at Zhong Zizheng and said, "Do your best, listen to destiny!"

It's good for him to move towards this goal.

leftover.

see destiny.

He doesn't have to be holy, as long as his actions can influence some scholars, that's enough.

A single spark can start a prairie fire.

No one did it before, no one dared to do it.

Now he does it and dares to do it!

"Your great wish has already echoed in the heaven, earth and culture. It is useless for me to say more!"

Zhong Zi was looking at Lin Yi, and said, "I used to appreciate your poetic talent, but now I appreciate your character even more!"

"Unfortunately, now that you have made such a great wish, it is not easy for me to tie you to the Holy Court!"

Zhong Zi was shaking his head and smiling wryly, a little lonely.

He really likes Lin Yi, but the more he likes him, the less he wants him to be destroyed.

Think about it.

Zhong Zi was taking off the jade wrench from his thumb, and said, "You are also destined to be with me, this jade wrench is for you!"

"It's not a valuable item, but it might be useful to you!"

After saying this sentence.

Zhong Zizheng also had the intention of leaving.

He then looked at Lin Yi with a smile, and said, "I'm here in Lindong County, and I also found a person with a very good poetic talent, slightly better than you, who wrote a poem about Guanfu. I'm going to find him!"

"The poem of Guanfu?"

Lin Yi was stunned.

In Lindong County, besides his "Guanju" is a poem of Guanfu, who else is it?

"Master Zhong!"

Lin Yi shouted.

But before he could speak, Zhong Zizheng had disappeared.

Come fast, go very fast.

Lin Yi looked at the jade wrench finger in his palm, and felt a lot of emotion for a while.

He could tell that Zhong Zi was a lover of poetry.

And he didn't have any airs that a holy son should have. No matter in Pingzhou Academy or here, Zhong Zizheng favored him very much.

He knew that Zhong Zi was looking for the poems of Guanfu, and after asking, he would definitely find him.

After all, so many city residents have seen it.

That being the case.

You might as well confess to him.

Lin Yi knew that he would not be able to call back Zhong Zizheng, so he unfolded the scroll of poems in his sleeve robe.

The unique fluctuations in Guanfu's poems immediately spread.

The next moment.

Zhong Zizheng, who had just left Caishikou, suddenly had a particularly blazing red light on the calligraphy map spread out in his left hand.

"It's actually where it was just now? It's the poem of Guanfu!"

Zhong Zi was very excited.

He took a step forward, and his figure disappeared in place.

When it reappears.

A smile appeared on his face, and he followed the guidance of the red light to the entrance of Caishi.

"Master Zhong!"

Holding the poem volume of "Guanju" in his hand, Lin Yi smiled and looked at Zhong Zizheng who was looking down at the map of calligraphy, and shouted.

"kindness?"

Zhong Zizheng was stunned for a moment, looked up at Lin Yi, frowned and said, "Why are you still here? Those people have already dispersed!"

Lin Yi shook the poem in his hand and said, "Junior is waiting for you!"

"What are you waiting for me to do? I have said everything I should say!"

Zhong Zizheng's mind was all on that talented poem, but he didn't think too much about it.

In his opinion.

Poems full of talent are at least from the hands of a gentleman or a great Confucian. Lin Yi hit three good poems by mistake.

It is impossible to have the support of talent to write poems full of talent.

So I didn't think about Lin Yi.

"The student has something to tell Master Zhong!"

Lin Yi looked at Zhong Zizheng with a smile, unfolded the scroll in his hand, and said, "Is this the poem that Master Zhong is looking for?"

Zhong Zizheng was shocked suddenly, his eyeballs almost burst open.

ha?

What the hell?