I Become A Saint By Studying

this night.

It seems that because of the appearance of the poem that is so brilliant, the snow is falling very seriously.

west city.

In a small courtyard of a private house, a young man stepped on the thick snow, pushed open the courtyard door and walked in.

"Mr.!"

Master Wei leaned on crutches, opened the door, and looked at the young man who entered the courtyard under the night, full of love.

This is an abandoned baby he picked up on the way back to his hometown when he retired from his old age. It is unbelievable that he actually has a heart of literature and Taoism.

Master Wei finally took him with him and named him Wei Zhongjun. He hoped that he would study and get a good name in the future, be loyal to the king and patriotic!

And Wei Zhongjun did not let him down, he has an outstanding talent in Wen Dao, and he just happened to take part in this provincial examination.

"father!"

Wei Zhongjun answered with his head down, bit his lips lightly, and walked straight to the room.

"kindness?"

Master Wei felt that Wei Zhongjun was not in the right mood, so he walked over on crutches.

He pushed open the door.

I happened to see the bruises all over Wei Zhongjun's body after taking off his shirt under the candlelight.

And half of his face that was swollen and purple.

"Xiaojun, what's going on?"

Master Wei's expression changed, and he hurriedly asked with concern.

His body trembled slightly.

I can't believe that Xiao Jun has such a terrible injury.

"It's okay, I accidentally fell!"

Wei Zhongjun quickly pulled up his coat, looked at Mrs. Wei reproachfully, and said, "Father, why did you enter my room without knocking? Go to sleep!"

"Tell dad honestly, are you causing trouble outside?"

Mrs. Wei could tell at a glance that Wei Zhongjun was lying. He leaned on his crutches and said in a deep voice, "If you have done something bad, tell it now. Father will take you to the magistrate's yamen, and admit your mistakes...Let's go!"

He taught Wei Zhongjun since he was a child to be a good boy.

Do not fight with people.

Don't bully others either.

Study hard and practice.

In the future, I will gain fame and fame in the imperial court, and I will be a good official who is loyal to the emperor and loves the people.

But now... Wei Zhongjun seems to be fighting with someone.

"I do not have!"

Wei Zhongjun gritted his teeth, looked at Master Wei reproachfully, and clenched his fists.

He lowered his head, "Father, I don't want to study anymore!"

Snapped!

Master Wei stepped forward and slapped him across the face, and said angrily, "What can you do if you don't study?"

"How did dad teach you when you were young? Learn literary and martial arts, and be like the emperor's family!"

"You have the heart of literature and Taoism bestowed by God. If you don't study and practice, you are a waste. Wherever you go, you will be looked down upon by those scholars!"

Wei Zhongjun covered his face, suppressing the tears from falling down.

Look stubborn.

Master Wei felt distressed, looked at his generous palm, and stretched out his hand to caress Wei Zhongjun's face.

But was avoided by the opponent.

hum!

Mrs. Wei was almost unable to stand still, and said softly, "Xiao Jun, I'm sorry, Dad didn't control his temper well, so I won't do it next time, does it hurt?"

He reaches out...

Snapped!

Wei Zhongjun swept his hand away, looked at him, and said with a trace of resentment, "That's right, our father and son are trash, they're right... Woohoo!"

"Why do you want me to be born in your family? Why isn't my father the head of a famous family?"

"It's you!"

"It's you who make me unable to hold my head up in front of my friends, and it's you who make me unable to even protect the girl I like!"

"Why... why are you my father, you go, you go..."

After Wei Zhongjun finished speaking, he lay down on the table, shaking his body.

clatter!

clatter!

Master Wei's face turned pale in an instant, and he backed up again and again. He even lost his standing and sat down on the ground.

Dark disease recurrence.

A sharp pain spread through his body.

But...his heart ached, as if he couldn't breathe.

Wei Zhongjun blamed him for being a useless person?

Blame yourself for giving him Losing face?

Blame yourself for being his father?

But he endured hardships, with his broken body, he raised him as a father and mother, and taught him to study and practice.

On the other side, I have to do my last loyalty to His Majesty.

He thinks he is worthy of heaven and earth, worthy of His Majesty, and even more worthy of his heart...

"I have already been promoted to study, so that adults have deprived me of the qualifications for the provincial examination. From now on, it is useless for me to study!"

Wei Zhongjun had nothing to love in his life, his eyes were dull and he said, "Let me be a waste to the end!"

"Just pretend you didn't give birth to my useless son!"

After he finished speaking, he helped Master Wei up, went to the bed, and closed his eyes.

Then he turned sideways, with his back to Wei Zhongjun.

"you……"

Master Wei's body trembled unceasingly, feeling dizzy and dizzy.

the first time.

He suddenly wanted to put on that set of Wenbao battle armor, stand in front of his son, and tell him proudly...

Your father and I are soldiers under the command of the Northern King of Dayan Town.

Wei Wudi, a general of Dayan who followed His Majesty to conquer the monsters in the north!

"Tell Dad, why should the Envoy deprive you of the qualification for the provincial examination? Dad will go to the Master Xuezheng for an evaluation!"

Master Wei said rightly.

"You have no literary heart, and you are not qualified to meet Mr. Xuezheng. By the way... Mr. Xuezheng will leave tomorrow!"

Wei Zhongjun lost his mind and said, "Once he leaves, I will never be able to stand up again in my life!"

"Forget it, the father is useless, and the son is also a useless person, it's not that the whole family does not enter the house."

"It's not like Su Tong, whose father is the head of a famous family, and the Tixue envoy is his uncle...Even if I am an eighth grade scholar, in his eyes, I am no different from a pariah and an ant! No one will care if I am killed... "

"It's good to be a cripple. For a family like mine, it's a mistake to study and practice! Hehe..."

Wei Zhongjun smiled wryly.

Then he turned sideways, lay flat on the bed, turned his head suddenly, looked at Mrs. Wei with red eyes, and said, "Father, this is my fate, and this is the way it will be in this life, right?"

"No, it's not!"

Master Wei was very distressed.

He changed his mind.

yes!

He is a useless person, to Xiao Jun, isn't he a burden to him?

He was discriminated against and suffered various injustices.

But I still always persuade him to be humble to others and not to cause trouble to the magistrate.

enough!

In fact, what Xiaojun has done is good enough.

We don't expect to give Xiaojun the status of a son of a prominent family.

But... for the only time in his life, he decided to ask His Majesty... to help him once!

"Xiaojun, don't give up. Isn't Master Xuezheng still gone? Dad will find a way for you!"

Master Wei leaned on his crutches, turned and left.

The corners of his mouth curled up, and he smiled secretly in his heart, "Although Dad is a waste, but Dad was also very prestigious back then, and he drank a glass of wine with His Majesty..."

Leaning on crutches, Master Wei stepped into the snow with one leg, walking forward step by step.

The figure disappeared into the heavy snow in the night.

"Master Yan and His Highness are in Nanxiang Mansion, so father will put down his old face and go ask you for a chance!"

...

at the same time.

After writing the poem "Farewell to Dong Da", Lin Yi rolled up the rice paper.

The light faded away.

He slightly weighed the weight of Mo Bao's poems.

It weighs nearly seventy catties, and it is the poem of Mingzhou, who is only six times taller.

"Master, we are poor at words now, teach me how to describe my poetic talent..."

Li Wenbo racked his brains and didn't know how to describe Lin Yi's poetic talent.

It is another poem of talent Mingzhou.

Lin Yi subconsciously said, "Awesome?"

"Yes, yes, awesome!"

Li Wenbo suddenly realized, and praised again and again.

Afterwards, the two also started reading in the room, and the fragrance of books filled the air.

Shortly after.

Outside the restaurant, Wei Fuzi leaned on a cane, his body was covered with a layer of snow, and he appeared here.

He knew that Lin Yi lived here.

Master Yan, the Commander of the Dragon Guards, must also live here...

The snow on the roofs of several houses on the street loosened in several places.

Someone came out of the snow.

"Why did General Wei come here? Long Shiqi, tell Lord Yan to come here quickly!"

Long San, who was in charge of guarding Lin Yi's safety, quickly sent someone to notify Yan Shuangwu.

On this dark snowy night, why did Wei Wudi come here?

There is no reason!

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