I Become A Saint By Studying

"you……"

Li Wenbo's face flushed red, and he felt annoyed by Wang Han.

Liang Feifei said in a deep voice: "Brother Bo, you see, these ants are just like this, they are like donkeys with good intentions, we are the chosen ones, people from two worlds with them, there is really no need to waste time with them!"

"You manage labor?"

Li Wenbo stared at the dog, turned around and got into the carriage.

Liang Feifei's gloomy eyes dripped water, and he clenched the rein tightly, feeling a great humiliation.

But then I thought about it... a man should be able to bend and stretch.

His status is not as good as Li Wenbo's, so it's only good to be cowardly.

There will always be a chance to turn around later.

At that time, it was not too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years!

"Brother Bo's lesson is that Fan Fei is too talkative! Hehe..." Liang Fei Fei slapped himself twice.

"..."

Li Wenbo fell silent, knowing that Liang Feifei was a ruthless person.

But also so fucking spineless.

There is absolutely no character of a scholar.

Unlike myself, who dared to question the master back then, this is the character and 'excellent' tradition of literati.

Sitting in the carriage, his body was bumped and swayed by the carriage, thinking what happened to Wang Han.

Actually mixed up like this?

Suddenly, a note fell from the sleeve robe, and Li Wenbo froze for a moment, feeling familiar.

He picked it up, opened it and glanced at it, his eyes glared sharply, and then quickly closed them.

"No... no way?"

Li Wenbo saw clearly the content of the poem volume. It was a poem, but he didn't read it carefully.

But when he saw the handwriting, he knew who it was from.

"It's my master's poem, he...he asked me to use it in the holy meeting, this poem..."

hum!

Li Wenbo carefully read the poem, and found that the poem was sealed and hadn't formally resonated with heaven and earth.

That is to say...

Lord, this is what made him shine in the holy congregation.

Looking at it seriously and feeling it, Li Wenbo's eyes suddenly turned red.

This poem really stands in his perspective.

If it appeared in the Holy Assembly, it would definitely resonate with the Holy Master, other Holy Sons, and most of the high-ranking powerhouses of the Holy Academy.

Even, this poem can be substituted by the Lord, and every bachelor of the Holy Academy can be substituted.

it is good!

that is really good!

"There is mud in the water alone, and the moon cannot be seen in the muddy water."

"It's okay to not see the moon, but there are no pedestrians in deep water."

"..."

"Falling leaves don't leave trees, drifting with the wind."

"The guest has nothing to trust, and the sorrow is the same."

"The shame of the academy has not yet snowed, so how can you become famous?"

"Condor Mengze, don't care about the kite."

"One strike for you, Peng Tuan Nine Heavens."

Li Wenbo meditated in his heart, feeling that his soul was trembling, he quickly closed the poem volume and kept it carefully.

"Master, don't worry, we know how to do it... As long as you have confidence, sir, we will risk our lives and enter the core of this Holy Court!"

Li Wenbo made an oath in his heart.

...

time flies.

The bachelors of the Holy Academy are busy walking around Taishan Academy, and the entire Taishan Academy seems to have become a Sacred Land of literary practice.

This place is not restricted by the formation of the capital, and there are scholars and scholars flying here and there, enjoying themselves.

There are also people riding cranes and dancing around Hongqiao.

There are also female bachelors, playing under the waterfall, smiling coquettishly.

The holy meeting was held, and finally entered the final countdown.

People from all walks of life, those who were invited, those who joined in the fun... all gathered in the capital at this moment.

The restaurants were full, and the houses were all rented out.

A gathering of heroes, the capital is very lively.

Under the night.

Taishan Academy is brightly lit, Spiritual Qi blends with talents, the fragrance of books is overflowing, and Spiritual Qi is fragrant.

at this time.

Yi Lin, played by Lin Yi, has already taken his place in the bamboo forest hut.

"After waiting for a long time, I finally waited until today. After waiting for a long time, I finally realized my dream..."

Snapped!

Lin Yi couldn't help humming in the hut, but then decisively slapped himself.

"What are you so proud of? No one knows who the winner is until the last moment..."

Lin Yi quickly calmed down.

Sudden.

Lin Yi frowned slightly, sensing that someone entered the bamboo forest, Divine Sense sensed it a little, and knew who it was.

Kong Zhongzi!

Lin Yi quickly entered the state, picked up a pen and practiced calligraphy in the bamboo house, as if immersed in the world of calligraphy, unable to extricate himself.

"Yi Lin!"

Kong Zhongzi entered the bamboo house, saw Lin Yi practicing calligraphy seriously, he couldn't help but stroked his beard and chuckled.

He nodded secretly, admiring Lin Yi's attitude very much.

"Holy Lord? Why are you here?"

Lin Yi looked at Kong Zhongzi in surprise, and immediately apologized, saying: "The student was practicing calligraphy just now, but he couldn't go out to greet him, the Holy Master is not to blame!"

"No, no, no!"

Kong Zhongzi shook his head, and went to Lin Yi's table to see that he was really practicing calligraphy.

"Okay! What font is this? Thin, hard, and bold, with strong strokes!"

A look of astonishment appeared on Kong Zhongzi's face. He had seen many scholars of the Holy Academy who were highly accomplished in calligraphy.

But most of them are built on the basis of predecessors, adding personal style characteristics.

Lin Yi, on the other hand, almost created his own calligraphy style, which is pleasing to the eye at a rough glance.

It is decisive and decisive, and the strokes are like hooks.

"Thin golden body!" Lin Yi responded.

This is a font created by Xue Yao, the ancestor of the thin gold body in the previous life, and was later learned by Song Huizong.

When written with this type of font, the brushwork is agile and quick, and the handwriting is thin and strong, so thin without losing its flesh, graceful and graceful.

Even Lin Yi's own font has a lot to do with Shoujin, using cursive script to write regular script.

Lin Yi dare not say how talented he is, but he still has confidence in calligraphy.

"Thin body? Appropriate, not only appropriate for these words, but also for your person!"

Kong Zhongzi looked at Lin Yi and said, "Even to name the font, you don't forget to bring a gold letter. You must have been bullied by the court too hard..."

"Son, don't worry, with this Taishan Academy, together with the Zhenguo Holy Academy, our Holy Academy will continue to rule the rules of Wen Dao for thousands of years, inherit the Heavenly Dao rule, the court and everything can be a dog, can be a dog. Used by the Holy House!"

Confucius did not shy away from discussing this topic with Lin Yi.

Because in Kong Zhongzi's view, if the Holy Academy wants to reach this point, it cannot lack the literary talent of 'Yi Lin'.

'Yi Lin' will transcribe the true explanations of literary and Taoism of the Holy Court in the future.

His font is really beautiful.

It can be the benchmark of calligraphy in the holy courtyard.

Lin Yi frowned indistinctly, this Kong Zhongzi was really ambitious.

"It seems that the reason why he took the bait was that he was dazzled by ambition. The Holy Court declined, and he couldn't wait to rise up. The appearance of Taishan Academy and Mingfu Shici was the last straw he wanted to grasp... "

Lin Yi suddenly realized in his heart.

Confucius is not stupid.

Nor was he demoted.

Under the guidance of many factors, he made the most suitable choice for the Holy Court.

Confucius Zhongzi tried to occupy the magpie's nest.

It seems that the support for Taishan Academy is actually in transition... When all the resources of the Holy Academy come, it will be the time when Taishan Academy changes hands.

"It's a pity...he has calculated thousands of times, but he didn't realize that Taishan Academy belongs to me..."

A smile appeared on Lin Yi's face, he looked at Holy Master Kong, and said, "What Holy Master thought, it's so beautiful!"