I Become A Saint By Studying

royal palace.

On the palace wall, Lin Yunhong looked in the direction of the imperial city, where the vision of Saint's patrol appeared, and he was away from the imperial city.

"Prince, you need to grow up quickly. There is one thing I forgot to tell you. The time that our ancestor Fuxi bought for our human race... not many years!"

Lin Yunhong's expression became serious when he thought of the secret that only the emperor could know in the past.

But immediately he chose to relax.

"The Supreme Emperor has fought for me for several years, and in the future... I will fight for you too!"

Lin Yunhong looked back reluctantly.

...

at this time.

Outside the capital.

More than two thousand elite dragon guards were ready to go. After counting the number of people, Xu Jing from the thousand households began to explain the mission of the southern tour.

The main purpose is to protect the safety of His Royal Highness, but there is a high probability that there will be a fierce battle.

Because the disaster in the south involved the Human Dao Sect and the Wan Yao Kingdom, things were not easy.

Not long after.

There was a wave of fluctuation coming from the direction of the capital. Xu Jing and the other two Qianhus were aware of it, and when they looked back, they were shocked.

In the void, two white holy beasts with the head of a deer and the body of a tiger, shining bright rays of light all over their bodies, are speeding towards the chariot.

Like a Saint tour.

"His Royal Highness?"

Xu Jing was very surprised. As far as he knew, this was the holy beast of Li Xiyang, the holy son of the Holy Court.

But at the literary meeting a few days ago, Li Xiyang lost it to a teenager named Lin Yi.

It just so happened that he was one of the few people who knew the real name of His Royal Highness, so he immediately realized it.

soon.

Xu Jing saw clearly that the figure on the chariot was Lin Yi who had become His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

It's just that he didn't expect that the legendary holy beast, who never served two masters in his life, would be subdued by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince...

This is outrageous!

Lin Yi motioned for the holy beast to land, and then the holy beast stopped in front of the dragon guard army with a chariot on its back.

Not long after, Yan Shuangwu and the Prince's guard of honor arrived together.

Don't look at the special effects of the holy beast, in fact, Lin Yi deliberately slowed down the speed of the holy beast, otherwise Yan Shuangwu and the others would not be able to keep up.

There is no way to assemble.

At this moment, Lin Yi's chariot landed on the ground, Xu Jing knelt down on one knee, and said in a loud voice, "The last general, Xu Jing, see His Royal Highness, Your Highness is a thousand years old!"

Crash!

The clash of iron armor resounded, and all the armored dragon guards knelt down on one knee and saluted Lin Yi.

"stand up!"

The second time he met Xu Jing and his group of elite dragon guards, Lin Yi was in a turbulent mood, which made him feel like he was doing something big.

The last time we cleaned up the cancer in the government of Tianjin and Tianfu, this time we will participate in disaster relief and protect the people of one side.

"Generals!"

Lin Yi stood on the chariot, looked around at the dragon guards, and said, "The trip to Jintian Mansion, thanks to your help, I was able to successfully complete the entrustment of Your Majesty to rescue the female scholar Dayan."

"Nowadays, the disasters in the two provinces in the south have caused the people to be miserable and displaced. The lonely emperor is on patrol. I hope you and others will do our best to save the suffering of the people."

"This southern tour has a long way to go, and it is a huge challenge for you..."

"Human Dao Sect and Wan Yao Nation are acting as demons behind the scenes. The disaster will not be extinguished, the way of demons will not be broken, and I swear that I will not return to Beijing!"

"God bless Dayan, God bless Dragon Guard!"

Lin Yi said loudly.

That sentence 'God Bless Dayan, God Bless Dragon Guard' made all the elite Dragon Guards excited.

They shouted 'God Bless Dayan, God Bless the Prince' in unison, their voices were so high that they scattered the sky.

"Set off!"

With a big wave of Lin Yi's hand, the prince's guard of honor raised the prince's flag, the holy beast pulled the chariot, and took off on the auspicious clouds.

The army is on the move!

Yan Shuangwu's heart was full of excitement, he burned calligraphy to bless his horse, and traveled thousands of miles every day...

...

Nanxiang Prefecture.

Yunzhou Qingping Academy.

Dean He Wancheng sat in the book pavilion, writing the seventh calligraphy calligraphy, exhausted physically and mentally.

"The disasters have come and gone, and it is obvious that there is a master behind it, but Fang Yin is too deep, so he can only protect the people first."

"There are rules in the Holy Academy. The academy is not allowed to interfere in the affairs of the people, but the old man has also come from the people to where he is today. How can he forget his roots?"

"Even if it is punished by the Holy Court, this old man will also do this..."

Painting and calligraphy are the same as Wen Dao painting, both have many magical effects, one is to paint in advance.

The other is to outline the scene with writing.

Relatively speaking, the painting skills prepared in advance will have a better effect than the painting skills performed on the spot.

Because the art of painting is presented in the form of paintings, it is lifelike, and the talent contained in it is full of every detail.

Just like Zheng Zhiqiu from Pingzhou Academy back then, a picture of a beautiful woman made He Wancheng suffer a lot.

Now the calligraphy calligraphy made by He Wancheng is the kind of painting that can protect the people in the surrounding area from the cold air.

This 'Scorching Sun Picture', which blesses almost all of his talents, can at least withstand it for a while.

When the relief supplies from the imperial court arrive at Nanxiang Mansion, then he can withdraw silently and take a good rest for a while.

"Rong'er?"

He Wancheng put away his painting calligraphy and wanted He Yourong to take it to the disaster-stricken place.

Divine Sense sensed, but found no trace of daughter He Yourong.

He went to He Yourong's room and saw a letter left in the room

"Father, my daughter really can't stand it anymore. It's true that the academy is a place to study and practice, but is it better to study and practice than others?"

"Holy Court stipulates that the academy should not interfere with the secular world, and only need to focus on literary and moral cultivation, but now that many people in Nanxiang Prefecture are suffering from disasters, why should the academy remain indifferent?"

"Father, what are you afraid of?"

"Don't blame my daughter, my daughter went to the disaster area to rescue people with the brothers and sisters of the academy."

He Wancheng was stunned for a moment after reading the letter, with a smile on his face.

"Stupid girl, it's not in vain for my father to teach you to study and practice before being a human being. I'm not afraid of anything, but if I violate the rules of the academy, I will be punished by the Holy Spirit!"

He Wancheng didn't think he could survive under the Holy Judgment.

but now.

He has nothing to be afraid of, anyway, he has seen Mingzhou Guanfu and Guanzhou's poems, and in this life, he no longer expects the other side of the literary world.

"After decades of studying, what else can I do for the people of Dayan? This is probably the last time..."

Crash!

He Wancheng put on the plain white Confucian gown that his wife had made for him, took seven painting calligraphy treasures, and left Qingping Academy.

Also leave a letter.

If he can't come back, please hand over Qingping Academy to his registered disciple—Lin Yi!

Ask him to take good care of his daughter He Yourong.

...

Also in this time of crisis.

He Weijun, the dean of the Junji Academy in Nanxiang Prefecture, also took the calligraphy and left the academy.

Between the Holy Court and meddling in the secular world.

He chose dunya.

As a mortal in this world, there is no need to focus on washing away the mortal smell from your body.

He Weijun left a letter, the content of which was very similar to He Wancheng's.

That is, if he can't come back, he will hand over Junji Academy to his registered disciple—Lin Yi.

The only regret is...he has no daughter!

...

Pingzhou Academy.

Dean Zheng Zhiqiu left a letter in Shuge, took a picture album and left the academy at night.

But as soon as he left the academy, many academicians slipped out with him.

This time, Nanxiang Prefecture suddenly encountered the largest snow disaster in history, and many places in his hometown have been affected.

But the principal, Zheng Zhiqiu, forbade them to leave the academy.

Because they are now registered disciples of the Holy Academy, they must abide by the Holy Academy's rules of not interfering with the secular world.

But they knew very well in their hearts, didn't the dean choose to go to the disaster area alone because he didn't want them to be punished by the Holy Court?

But they are not afraid either.

Reading does not relieve people's worries, it is better to go home and raise pigs!