I Become A Saint By Studying

"Dean... Dean, something happened!"

In the quiet dean's library, the dean Zheng Zhiqiu, who was dozing off, was startled by the sudden shout and trembled all over.

"What are you doing in such a panic? You don't have any concentration!"

Zheng Zhiqiu glared at the bachelor who entered the Book Pavilion, and said, "Say, what happened?"

Sweat dripped from the bachelor's forehead, and he presented an ordinary letter.

"A letter from the state government office?"

Zheng Zhiqiu's heart skipped a beat, he glanced at the flustered academician, and said, "Have you read the letter?"

"kindness!"

Zheng Zhiqiu opened the letter suspiciously, his whole body trembled and his face turned pale.

"Two more... died?"

hum!

Zheng Zhiqiu only felt that the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and twenty-three academicians had just been buried in front of him.

Unexpectedly, two more were hung on the back feet.

"Lindong County is also under the jurisdiction of my Pingzhou Academy... Damn it!"

"It's actually a scholar cultivating Taoism!"

Zheng Zhiqiu was so angry that he gritted his teeth and said, "These scholars who practice Taoism are really fucking waste!"

"Encounter some setbacks, if you can't improve your strength, practice Taoism... but you don't know that this is a dead end!"

"Go, go, call Mr. Chen... Forget it, he's not recovering from his injuries!"

"Master Zhang... no, he was hurt more than Master Chen!"

"Master Li can't do it either, he's all injured!"

Zheng Zhiqiu went through the masters that the academy could offer in his mind.

But found that no one was available, and suddenly felt sad!

"The entire academy, only Lin Yi and Li Wenbo are not injured... Seventh-grade benevolent people, it's okay!"

Zheng Zhiqiu thought of Li Wenbo, so he said to the scholar, "Let Li Wenbo come over!"

"Yes!"

The bachelor immediately retreated.

Not long.

Li Wenbo, who was carrying a food box, walked into the Book Pavilion with a puzzled expression on his face, bowed and said, "This disciple has met the dean!"

"Dean, Lin Yi studies hard, I warmed up some food for him and prepared to take it over. If there is anything to do, I will talk about it later, if it gets cold, it will be bad!"

Li Wenbo was anxious.

"..."

Zheng Zhiqiu froze for a moment, then nodded and said, "You've done a good job, so the dean will make a long story short!"

"There was an incident of scholars cultivating Taoism in Lindong County, which killed the two academicians who went down the mountain to track down Qiu Yunji's demon way. You set off early tomorrow morning to go to the Lindong County Government Office to get rid of the evil!"

"And this?"

Li Wenbo's expression was moved, and a murderous intent appeared in his eyes, and he said seriously, "Even if I dare to kill my academy disciple, he will definitely die!"

"That's right!"

Zheng Zhiqiu said seriously.

"However, the dean should change someone? These days Lin Yi has to study and practice literary skills, and the disciple can't leave!"

Li Wenbo refused to carry out this task.

What reward can the academy give for killing that scholar?

It's better to be Lin Yi's book boy with peace of mind, this is more important than anything else!

"you……"

Zheng Zhiqiu blew his beard and stared angrily, raised his foot, picked up his shoe and threw it at Li Wenbo's face.

Snapped!

The shoe hit Li Wenbo's face, but he still stubbornly said, "The principal let the other juniors go!"

"It seems that the old man is too indulgent to you. This kind of cultivation, that disobedience, this kind of relaxed and casual reading atmosphere, on the contrary, let you all make progress!"

Zheng Zhiqiu was furious, looking for something on the desk, picked up the inkstone and wanted to smash it.

But thinking that this inkstone is a cultural treasure after all, killing Li Wenbo...there is no one who can be sent out. I had no choice but to take off the other shoe and smash it, but missed.

Li Wenbo was worried that Zheng Zhiqiu would be pissed off, so he changed his words, "How about the dean, please help me and Lin Yi take a leave of absence..."

"What leave?"

At this moment, Lin Yi appeared in the bookstore.

"Grandfather!"

Li Wenbo's eyes lit up, and he said pleasantly, "Why are you here? Do you have anything to do with the dean?"

"It's a small matter!"

Lin Yi nodded.

He heard He Weijun and He Wancheng's words just now, and his heart was ready to move, so he had to come here now.

"Lin Yi, you are here!"

When Zheng Zhiqiu saw Lin Yi coming, his face burst into a smile, and he went to pour tea for Lin Yi with his bare feet, and said, "Sit, sit down!"

Li Wenbo stared blankly at this scene.

Lin Yi just sat down.

Zheng Zhiqiu warmed up, and said, "Lin Yi, you have worked so hard during the day, and it's both a eulogy and a sacrificial oration...Thank you for helping the dean out of the siege!"

"And I didn't expect that you are so amazing, the elegiac couplet and the eulogy are highly resonant, moving the heavens and earth, and you actually let the heroic spirits of those bachelors reappear in the world..."

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Zheng Zhiqiu wiped the corners of his eyes, then looked at Lin Yi curiously, and said, "By the way, you came to see the dean, what's the matter?"

"Do you want literature and calligraphy?"

"Hey, do you still need to come over for such a trivial matter? Just let Li Wenbo get it. It's a waste of time going back and forth. You have to concentrate on your studies and prepare for the provincial exam next month!"

Li Wenbo "???"

A dry smile appeared on Lin Yi's face, and he finally waited until Zheng Zhiqiu had finished speaking, and said, "That's right, this disciple plans to go down the mountain tomorrow and go to Fudu to take the provincial examination!"

"what!"

"what?"

Zheng Zhiqiu and Li Wenbo jumped up at the same time.

"You're messing around! You've only been admitted to the academy for a few days? You haven't learned anything, how can you get good grades in the exam?"

Zheng Zhiqiu said sternly, "The dean has high hopes for you. You will win three yuan in a row in the future. Hurry up and go back to study!"

Lin Yi made up his mind to go, and said, "The disciples of the Ninth Grade Literary Arts have mastered it, the problems in the art test are not big, and the literary test... the disciple also has confidence!"

It is because there is nothing to learn, he is a self-motivated person.

Never willing to stop.

"What's the use of mastering literature? You have to learn it, and you have to show it!"

Zheng Zhiqiu said with a stern face, "You can memorize literary articles at most now, you can't even do the first level of calligraphy, and you will definitely be at the bottom of the provincial examination!"

"If others know that the Tianjiao of Pingzhou Academy, who wrote the poem of Mingzhou, is a good-for-nothing with no literature or literature, the face of the dean... oh no, where will you put your face?"

"Master, you can't be in a hurry to practice literature and art. It's a little rushed in two months, but with my guidance, it's still no problem!"

Li Wenbo also opened his mouth to persuade.

There is no rush for the rural examination.

This kind of matter related to the future of Wen Dao cannot be sloppy at all.

I didn't pass the exam this year, and I will come again next year...but I am two years older, and my future is even more bleak.

"The dean is right!"

Lin Yi nodded, and asked, "Does that mean that the disciple can go to the township examination after becoming the second level of writing?"

"Of course, a scholar who is enlightened at the ninth grade can cultivate the second level of literature and calligraphy, which is unique in a thousand, and he is definitely the first in the provincial examination!"

Zheng Zhiqiu then said softly, "Lin Yi, my good disciple, listen to the dean, when will you master the second level of literature, the dean will personally send you to the capital, be good!"

Zheng Zhiqiu tried to persuade Lin Yi, but he was afraid that Lin Yi would be impulsive.