Into Xuancheng Xianxian, From Not Being A Son-In-Law

He Xiao and Chen Xianhu are not the only ones who feel that they can't bear face. The literati and scholars in the big Yujing City are paying attention to what famous articles can be published in the autumn examination of Youlu Academy. It was discovered that it was written by a monk.

The monk also came from the Hanwu country that was at war with Dayan.

His chest was suddenly filled with grief and indignation.

"...In the autumn examination of Youlu Academy, there were many seeds of study from me, Da Yan, but in the end, a monk took the top spot! Gentle sweeping the floor, this is really gentle sweeping the floor!"

"This is too irritating. What are those scholars doing? They can even overwhelm a monk. If they don't tell me that they are writing policy theory, I think it turns out that the autumn examination of Deer Academy has been changed to I have learned the scriptures."

"The two countries are at war, and I, Da Yan, have the best advantage on the battlefield, but the monks from the Hanwu Kingdom took the place in the autumn exam of the academy. What a joke!"

"If you only judge the quality by the article, Master Yuanzhen's policy of 'not for killing' is well-written and novel, and it is worthy of being rated as the first. It also proves that the equal treatment of Youlu Academy is not just lip service. "

This is also the view of most readers.

Although he was dissatisfied with letting the monk take the top spot, he was only angry at the fact that so many scholars from Dayan participated in the autumn examination, and no one could compare with a monk in writing policy.

But at the same time, it is also recognized that the policy theory written by Monk Yuanzhen is indeed of a high level.

Be the first.

However, there are also voices with different views.

"...Cut! It's not because most of the people sitting there are wine bags and rice bags, and there is not a few catties of ink in their stomachs. If you let me write, you must let me, a monk, dare not write any more articles after reading it. I am so disheartened Go back to Hanwu Country!"

"Oh? Your Excellency is so talented, may I ask your name?"

"Hahaha, I don't know his name, but I do know his deeds. I wanted to sneak into the academy's autumn exam before, but I was discovered by the academy's disciples without accident. I didn't know how to ask him to leave, so I was thrown out. .”

The man blushed immediately, and shouted: "You, what do you know? I was just a bit unlucky and didn't get the qualification for the autumn exam. The person who reviewed my article at that time was disgusted with my ideas, and deliberately made it difficult for me. If another gentleman with the same path as mine comes..."

Then there are some words that are not easy to understand, such as arguing for justice, suppressing and pretending to be a gentleman, which makes other scholars around can't help laughing.

There is no first in literature, and no second in martial arts.

It is because this literary talent is not a fist, and there is no way to directly distinguish between high and low, so it seems that he is not even qualified for the autumn test, but he still thinks highly of himself, thinking that he was born at the wrong time or even suppressed by the academy. Every year, it's not a surprise.

After all, the Deer Academy would only throw him out of the gate, and would not beat him until he was convinced.

"...Is this the big bald donkey who brought the little bald donkey to smash things?"

The news that the monk took the top spot in the autumn trial strategy spread like a gust of wind, and soon spread throughout Yujing City.

Still in the three-piece set of Calabash in blue shirt and sword wine, the bandit head dressed as a sword chief muttered while holding a teacup.

Clearly a little dissatisfied.

Zhang Huaigu took a sip of tea calmly.

Bai Quzhang stood up abruptly: "The old and the young donkeys don't feel at ease no matter what they think... No, I have to go to Youlu Academy, and I can't let these two bald donkeys do evil in the academy!"

Zhang Huaigu glanced at him, said with a smile: "When you scolded Shen Qifeng for not allowing you to enter the cultivation forest, I never saw you love Youlu Academy so much."

"One yard Return to Self. Besides, Shen Qifeng forbade me to enter the Forest of Cultivation. Didn't I go in? I asked, just to give him face. I didn't expect him to be so disrespectful to me! To be honest, if he Let me in, maybe I'm too lazy to enter, but I'm not allowed to enter, so I just want to show him..."

"Hehe, I don't see how you can't see the monk doing evil in the academy. You clearly think that Qinghui brought his apprentice Yuanzhen to the Youlu Academy at this juncture must have a conspiracy, and maybe he will bring something good. body, can't help itching and want to steal him?"

"How can this be called stealing? I just don't want to see the bald donkey's scheme succeed! Besides, Lao Zhang, a gentleman says that he doesn't care about his deeds, and neither you nor I are gentlemen. You still care about what I do..."

Bai Quzhang said, then turned and walked outside.

Zhang Tiantian, who was practicing Sword Technique next to him, saw that he was about to go out and was a little curious: "Old Bai, why are you going? You want to teach me Sword Technique."

Zhang Tiantian, who only knew the surname Bai but not the name, seemed to be full of righteousness and indignation: "I'll go to Youlu Academy to kill the prestige of the bald donkey of the Hanwu country, and I will go back very quickly, Miss Zhang You practice on your own first..."

"Brother Xu and the others went to the academy, why are you going too, Lao Bai? Why don't you take me with you?"

Another autumn test, and another bald donkey.

This is obviously something to watch.

I didn't go to the Chen Mansion's wedding banquet last time, but I already missed a big event.

Zhang Huaigu's voice floated over: "Where are you going? Even if you don't practice sword practice today, you still have Miss Chu's injury to treat. Why are you running around with him?"

Although Chu Huijie's injury improved to the point where she was able to practice sword practice, she could not miss out on daily treatment.

Zhang Tiantian is a reasonable girl.

She felt that what Zhang Huaigu said was indeed correct, so she didn't insist on joining in the fun.

It's just after Bai Quzong went out.

Zhang Huaigu, who was drinking tea leisurely, suddenly stood up, turned around and entered the hut...

...

Monk Yuanzhen from Songdu Temple did not continue to participate in the autumn examination of Youlu Academy after he finished writing the policy theory. After all, he did not intend to become a student of Youlu Academy, but just to be able to enter the forest.

Those who perform well in the autumn test can enter the cultivation forest, and the first place in policy theory is enough to be regarded as an excellent performer.

When Yuan Zhen saw the Master, the benevolent old monk was drinking tea and chatting with the thin middle-aged Confucian scholar.

"...Yuanzhen, come on, this is He Qishi from Youlu Academy, Mr. He Da."

Yuan Zhen clasped his hands together and saluted: "Poor monk Yuan Zhen, I have met Mr. He Da."

"Hehe, there is no need to be too polite. I have already read Master Yuanzhen's policy theory. It uses killing as a protection. It is really well written. I didn't expect the reincarnated monk of Buddhism to have this experience about my Confucian policy theory. It is really for the sake of it. I'll wait for the world's scholars to learn a lesson, but I can't rely on my loftiness and stop reading other people's things."

He Qishi is He Xiao's father.

The son is tall and burly, but the father has a standard image of a frail scholar.

The old monk Qinghui smiled slightly, and then said: "There is still some time before I can enter the Shenlin Forest. Youlu Academy is a good place, and there are many seeds for reading. Yuanzhen, you should go here more and see more."

"Go and communicate more with those academy disciples."

"Although Buddhism and Confucianism are not the same, you might as well learn from others..."

He Qishi smiled unabated upon hearing this, but narrowed his eyes slightly.

Learn from others?

Confucianism talks about enlightenment.

But what is your Buddhism good at?

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