I Become A Saint By Studying

"Twelve thousand taels?"

"Six million taels..."

Zheng Zhiqiu couldn't help but gasped inwardly.

A poem written by Mingzhou with talent is worth thirty disciples who have been worshiped in the Holy Academy.

Also cultivate a fart scholar!

Take good care of Lin Yi, and in the future, there will be another poem about talent in Mingzhou. Is Pingzhou Academy still short of money?

Zheng Zhiqiu then shook his head secretly, thinking, "Lin Yi writes poems again, they are also his, and have nothing to do with the academy..."

Thoughts return.

Zheng Zhiqiu rubbed his brows, took out a key from his sleeve robe, and threw it to his wife Chen Jinbei, "First take the money from the inner treasury, bury these bachelors generously, and return the pension...I will find a way!"

"Go down!"

"Yes!"

Chen Jinbei took the key and exited the dean's bookstore.

"Hey!"

Zheng Zhiqiu sighed helplessly, put away the copying posts, and then left the Book Pavilion.

...

In a small courtyard near the foot of the mountain.

inside the room.

"The awe-inspiring righteousness in the body has been drained, and it seems that it will not recover in a short time..."

Lin Yi shook his head and smiled wryly.

He could no longer feel any righteousness in his body, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

It can only be said that the scripture "Book of Changes" displayed in this world is too terrifying, and it has completely drained the righteousness.

With his current strength, he is simply not allowed to write it out completely.

If I forcefully wrote it before, it is possible to lose my mind and soul.

However, Lin Yi was particularly confused about why the Saint Ruler appeared from the hexagram.

"It is clearly stated in the true explanation of Wen Dao that the holy judgment is an ability of the fourth rank gentleman, and it can only judge whether the scholar is guilty, and there will never be a situation where the Saint takes action..."

"But the Saint's ruler that made Chen Hao disappear... but it looks like a Saint's hand."

Lin Yi frowned.

Reminds me of some unexplained confusion.

One is that in the magic hall of the county government town, he saw the reappearance of the scene when the Taoism was stolen.

The second is that when He Weijun in Daxing Town invited the Holy Inquisition, he seemed to be in the Expanding Aperture of his soul, and then he was lightly drawn by Saint Cannian.

The third is the Saint ruler condensed in the purple air in the two hexagrams of Qian Kun.

"Hey, what are you thinking about so much? Practice hard, and sooner or later you will figure it out!"

Lin Yi resolutely discarded these distracting thoughts.

...

"Grandfather!"

At this moment, Li Wenbo took three dusty books and just entered the courtyard, he shouted excitedly, "The three literary arts in the ruins have been found."

"Art!"

Lin Yi's eyes lit up.

He hadn't even had time to read the three literary arts that Li Wenbo had sent to the small courtyard before.

Li Wenbo entered the room, looked at Lin Yi with a smile, and gasped, "Master, these three literary skills are what I relied on to win the first place in the Nanxiang Prefecture Provincial Examination. If you practice, I should be able to rely on your performance. Estimate your exam grade!"

"No wonder you said to go to the ruins to find those three arts!"

Lin Yi looked at Li Wenbo with a smile.

This is better.

Nanxiang Mansion used to be the first in the provincial examination, supervised by Xie Yuan Li Wenbo, whether his literary skills are in place, and whether he is sure to win the first place, Li Wenbo has the absolute right to speak.

"Hey, after all, we don't know about other literary arts. You are very talented. Don't worry about the literary test. With me in the art test, you will definitely be able to take the first place in this year's provincial test!"

Li Wenbo patted his chest firmly.

"Ha ha!"

Lin Yi smiled and said, "Maybe I don't have any talent in literature, maybe it is!"

Of course he also wanted to take the first place in the provincial examination.

After all, this represents Wen Dao's path, and he has already taken the perfect first step.

If you don't get the first place in the provincial examination, even if there are flaws in the way of writing and Taoism, you will lose a lot of resources to support.

"How can it be?"

Li Wenbo put the literature on the table, and then said, "Master, you can practice at ease, the academy still has a lot of things to deal with, I have to help..."

Lin Yi fell silent.

He looked at Li Wenbo and asked, "How are the casualties in the academy? I'll go with you to help!"

Although these academicians died at the hands of Chen Haoran, a large part of the reason is that they died because of him.

If they hadn't come to worship him, maybe they wouldn't have irritated Chen Haoran.

They are also not life-threatening.

"The dean has explained, let the master rest well!"

Li Wenbo's eyes were slightly red, and he forced a smile and said, "There are not many casualties... There is nothing too much, don't worry!"

Lin Yi stared into Li Wenbo's eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Say!"

"..."

Li Wenbo was startled, bit his lip lightly, and said, "Chen Haoran, this bastard killed twenty-three..."

"I guess his mind and soul disappeared for no reason, it must be because God couldn't stand it and wiped him out!"

"Pooh!"

Li Wenbo spit on the ground to vent his anger.

As for how Chen Haoran died, no one knew. At that time, everyone was immersed in the excitement of surviving a catastrophe.

In addition, there were too many aftermath matters, Lin Yi was also called by the director to take a rest in advance.

There is no way to ask.

"twenty-three……"

Lin Yi's body shook, and his hands under the sleeves clenched tightly.

Chen Hao was completely wiped out by the Saint ruler, it was too cheap for him.

"Lin Yi!"

At this moment, the dean Zheng Zhiqiu entered the courtyard.

"Grandpa, I'm going to work first!"

Li Wenbo knew that the dean must have something important to do, so he left the room.

Now he completely regards himself as Lin Yi's bookboy, and the rules follow the bookboy's rules.

"It will be good in the future, don't forget this guy, he is a reliable person!" Lin Yi thought to himself.

At the same time, he got up to greet the dean Zheng Zhiqiu.

Zheng Zhiqiu encouraged Li Wenbo outside the courtyard, and then went directly to Lin Yi's room.

"Dean!"

Lin Yi bowed and saluted.

"There are no outsiders, so don't be so polite!"

Zheng Zhiqiu waved his hand slightly, beckoning Lin Yi to sit down, and said, "When you first arrived at the academy, something like this happened, making you laugh..."

He sighed lightly.

Chen Haoran was his big disciple, almost killed the whole school and destroyed Pingzhou Academy, what a joke?

"where!"

Lin Yi shook his head and said, "Who would have thought that a scholar would practice Taoism..."

"I indulged him too much!"

Zheng Zhiqiu regretted it at the beginning, and then looked at Lin Yi, feeling entangled in his heart for a while, "Lin Yi, that..."

Lin Yi looked at Zheng Zhiqiu.

He knew that Zheng Zhiqiu must have endured a lot now, and he intended to share some of it for him, saying, "Speak directly if you have anything to say, Li Wenbo just told me about the casualties... as long as I can help, I will definitely not refuse! "

"well!"

Zheng Zhiqiu burst into tears instantly, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeve robe, looked at Lin Yi and said, "Lin Yi, the old man really has something to ask for, but...it's just too hard to say!"

Woohoo!

Zheng Zhiqiu couldn't help feeling sad again, and he didn't care about losing his composure in front of Lin Yi.