I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

There was a clap of thunder in the sky.

Chen Luo had just walked a few steps with the eunuch leading the way when he felt the patter of rain falling. The little eunuch leading the way was already prepared, took out a bamboo umbrella from his waist, and spread it on Chen Luo's head.

"This summer is too hot, and Si Tianjian said that it is rainy in autumn, and the servants have prepared umbrellas, so they can't catch uncle." The little eunuch smiled sweetly at Chen Luo, selling it off.

Chen Luo shivered, and said perfunctorily, "Thank you...how long will it take?"

The little eunuch then said: "Hurry up, pass the Zhenghua Gate in front, and you will be at the square of Changming Palace."

Chen Luo couldn't help speeding up his pace...

...

Nanyuan Xi rushed to Beifeng Building before the autumn rain fell. Xiaoer from Beifeng Building quickly brought a bowl of hot soup, and said with a smile, "Mr. Nan came really early today, but did you know that a happy event is coming?"

"Happy event? What happy event?"

The little boy showed a smile on his face: "Mr. Wang from the Zheliu Academy heard his wake-up call yesterday, and he was very impressed with the "Biography of Zhong Kui" that he said. This morning, he brought all the students from the academy and said It is to see the demeanor of Mr.

"Zheliu Academy is full of seeds for reading. I usually listen to my husband reading the mansion newspaper in the morning class. Today, Mr. Nan fought a battle. The scholars must be famous, and the future is promising..."

Nanyuan paused. Zheliu Academy, one of the eight great academies of Daxuan. This was the academy that he had dreamed about and wanted to study in, but he had to give up this fantasy because his knowledge was too poor and he was far away from the threshold of admission.

Today, they actually came to listen to own wake up early!

Nan Yuanxi subconsciously touched the "Du Shiniang Sinks the Treasure Box in Anger" in his bosom.

"Today, I, Nanyuan Xi, let all the students listen to it. This is a different wake-up call!"

...

When Chen Luo walked into the Great Hall of Changming Palace, the rain outside the hall gradually increased.

At this moment in the Great Hall, there were crowds of people, and everyone cupped hands and saluted each other, chatted and greeted each other with a friendly look. Chen Luo's eyes shuttled through the crowd, looking for Wei Yan's figure. After all, those who can stand in this Great Hall are all people who can influence Daxuan's government by stomping their feet. It's better to find a thigh to hold on to yourself.

The appearance of Chen Luo naturally also attracted everyone's attention. Because Chen Luo hadn't been formally conferred yet, and the crown and clothes hadn't been issued yet, so he was still wearing an ordinary Confucian robe. The immature faces are very unfamiliar, but it is impossible to come in without a guide, so they all whispered to each other.

"Your Excellency is Wan'an Bo Chen Luo?" A voice sounded behind Chen Luo. Chen Luo turned around and saw an official in his thirties saluting himself, with six auspicious clouds drawn on his chest robes, behind the auspicious clouds There is a pavilion looming.

Ji Zhong told Chen Luo that this is the court uniform of Wenchang Pavilion, and the six auspicious clouds indicate that the other party is a sixth rank official.

"My lord, Chen Luo, I have met you." Chen Luo hastily cupped his hand to return the salute, and the person who came smiled slightly: "I dare not, I Xiao Shiyuan, Wenchang Pavilion recorder, uncle come with me..."

Xiao Lushi turned around and walked in one direction, Chen Luo quickly followed, and after a while, he walked into a group of officials with pictures of auspicious clouds and pavilions on their court uniforms.

True Wenchang Pavilion Base Camp!

Xiao Shuiyuan led Chen Luo forward all the way, which also attracted everyone's attention, but Xiao Shuiyuan didn't stop walking, and directly brought Chen Luo to the front of the team. There, two old men were talking softly. One of them was thin, with white hair and a childlike face, with a kind face and a white beard hanging down to his chest. A simple pavilion was drawn in the pattern on his chest, standing on an auspicious cloud.

The other old man was tall and tall, with a beard. He looked like a middle-aged man in his 40s or 50s, with a conspicuous scar on the corner of his eye. The pattern on his chest is a blood-colored lake, and above the lake is a blood-red blood-colored writing brush suspended.

"Teacher, Wan Anbo is here." Xiao Shiyuan said softly, respectfully saluting the thin old man. The kind old man turned his head, looked up and down at Chen Luo, and smiled slightly: "Old man Yan Baichuan!"

Chen Luo had already guessed in his heart, seeing that the other party directly reported his name, he quickly bent down and said, "Boy Chen Luo, I have met Wen Xiang!"

"Wan'anbo don't need to be polite!" Yan Baichuan said gently, stepped forward and grabbed Chen Luo's hand, led him to the old man who had talked with him before, and introduced: "This is the military commander Han Qingzhu, the backbone of our human race .”

Fuck it, boss*2!

Chen Luo hastily bowed again and saluted: "I have seen the soldier!"

Han Qingzhu laughed, and patted Chen Luo on the shoulder: "Not bad. The younger generation is awesome. Go on, and try to add another battle force to the human race!"

Chen Luo understood that the fact that he opened the road to heaven was definitely not a secret in the eyes of these bosses, so he had to reply respectfully: "Boy, do your best!"

Han Qingzhu wanted to say something more, when he suddenly heard a high-pitched voice: "The Holy Majesty is here!"

The entire Great Hall was silent for a moment, and all the officials stood up and saluted, saying: "Welcome Your Majesty..."

...

North Wind Building. The wind and rain outside the building became more and more rapid, but inside the Beifeng Building, it was filled with warmth.

Perhaps it was the arrival of the students from Zheliu Academy that made Beifeng Building, a place that wakes up in the early morning, rarely show a sense of culture. About 80 or 90 students came to occupy half of Beifeng Tower. The usual carefree regulars didn't dare to shout loudly at this time, and they all spoke softly.

"Brother, I'm waiting for a gentleman to analyze the mansion newspaper in the academy. Why did Mr. Wang bring us here to wake up early?" A student muttered to an older student. You know, Zheliu Academy is in the west of the city, so in order to get to Beifeng Tower in time, he got up an hour early.

The other person also nodded and said: "Yeah, what's so good about it. Anyway, it's all about beating the northern barbarians, uniting the southern demons, and increasing luck!"

"Talk!" The older student stretched out his hand and tapped each of the two students on the head before saying, "Speaking literary skills is not the point. Mr. Wang brought us to listen to "The Brief Biography of Zhong Kui."

""The Brief Biography of Zhong Kui"? That short essay issued by the academy yesterday? It's strange to read. I plan to copy a few copies and send them home to prevent ghosts. But what's so special about it?"

The older student shook his head slightly: "I don't know something. Beifenglou's Huazui Nansheng was just ordinary, but in the past few days he became famous for telling "Zhong Kui Biography", which is said to be lifelike and immersive. The rhyme of this article is deeply rooted, not to be missed!"

"It turned out to be so!" The students also heard what the older student said. After all, they are all teenagers at heart, and suppressed their early temper, and began to look forward to it...

...

Outside the hall, the light rain that was originally pattering suddenly turned into a pouring shower.

In the Changming Palace, memorials were played in an orderly manner, debated, and then adjudicated or re-discussed. Chen Luo stood in the corner, leaning against the Coiling Dragon pillar in the Great Hall, almost falling asleep.

"Since the ministers have agreed, then there will be soldiers to go north, sit in Wanren City, and take charge of the Great Wall of Righteousness, in case the barbarians attack in winter. The decree will be issued immediately, and the ministries must not delay."

Xuandi Ye Heng, who was sitting on the throne, finished his last government affairs, and then he took a look at Hou An beside him. Hou Anxin understood, stood up, and shouted: "Chen Luo of Wan'an County accepts the order!"

Chen Luo, who was already half asleep, was startled and woke up. He hadn't reacted yet, but someone kicked him from behind. Chen Luo staggered and fell out of the crowd, causing the court to chuckle.

At this time, Chen Luo didn't have time to worry about which bastard kicked him, and quickly bowed: "The grass people are here!"

Hou An opened the imperial decree and began to read it. After five minutes of reading a decree that was even more awkward than in the previous life, Chen Luo finally heard that he was awarded the title of Wan'anbo, a hereditary decree, and Wan'an County as the fief. , It seems that there is still a salary of 10,000 taels of silver every year.

"The minister leads the decree, thank you!"

Chen Luo shouted sincerely, and naturally a little eunuch handed over the imperial decree to Chen Luo. At this moment, Chen Luo felt relieved, and was about to retreat into the crowd. At this moment, a deep voice sounded——

"Your Majesty, the old minister has something to ask Wan Amber!"