Martial Cultivator

This last spring rain was not heavy. The falling raindrops fell to the lake, causing ripples one after another. After the layers swayed, they melted together, and it was no longer possible to tell which one was the rain and which one was the lake water.

The girl holding an oil-paper umbrella stood on the path. In fact, it was a wooden bridge that was not very spacious.

Standing in the middle of the wooden bridge, looking at the rain scene, it was actually very beautiful, but the girl's thoughts were not on this.

The letters exchanged over the past few days told a lot of things, but there were some things that the young man who had not yet come to the divine capital still refused to explain clearly. The girl also knew that there must be something unspeakable, so she did not ask any more questions.

But without the key information, it was difficult for her to do anything she wanted to do.

Looking at the lake, the girl couldn't help but sigh.

In fact, even if she knew everything, she felt that it would be difficult to solve this matter. After all, it was a matter of killing several monks without permission, and now it was a big deal. Even if the court wanted to suppress it, it could not suppress it now. Can't help but, if there is no suitable reason, then the monk outside the country will not give up even if he thinks about it. This matter is still at the most difficult point, and how to solve it has always been difficult.

But is there really such a reason for killing that no one can find a problem with?

The girl fell into deep thought again and couldn't help but walk towards the center of the lake. She didn't notice it at all and just followed her thoughts.

When the scholar by the lake saw this scene, he frowned and felt a little unhappy. Since the girl had said she would not go to the center of the lake before, why was she heading there again now?

He thought of the gentleman in the middle of the lake, and wanted to set off to stop the girl, but after thinking for a moment, he gave up.

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Under the small pavilion in the center of the lake, there is a wooden table with a chessboard on it, with black and white intertwined on it. Next to it, there is a small stove, with a small iron pot placed on the stove, and the mouth of the pot is filled with white mist.

Two people were sitting and talking to each other at the moment.

One of them was casually wearing a gray robe, with his black hair hanging casually on the back of his head. His face was white and beardless, and he was handsome. He only looked middle-aged, but there was some vicissitudes in his eyes. Sitting opposite him was a The old man dressed as a scribe, his hair and beard have long been gray, and his face is full of wrinkles.

The old man picked up a sunspot, thought for a moment, slowly placed it on the chessboard, then reached out to pick up the teacup on the side, glanced at the middle-aged man sitting opposite with some provocation, and then said proudly, "You The defeat is certain, you will definitely lose to me in this round.”

The middle-aged man glanced at the chessboard and didn't care. He just looked outside the pavilion absently.

The old man said angrily, "Can you be more serious when playing chess with me? Even if I beat you, how can I brag outside?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "You old man

, I don’t know how much my reputation has been ruined on weekdays, but now I still care about this? "

The old man sneered, "Do you still need me to ruin your reputation? Every single one of these things can be investigated."

I have known the old man in front of me for many years, and I knew he was like this when I met him on weekdays. The middle-aged man didn't care, so he just smiled, grabbed the fish food in the box next to him and threw it outside the pavilion, and then again He clapped his hands, feeling a little melancholy.

As a friend of the middle-aged man for many years, when the old man saw him like this, he naturally knew what he was thinking. He smiled and said, "You still can't take a fancy to these children who are in deep spring this year?"

The middle-aged man said matter-of-factly, "It's not like picking cabbage on the street. How can it be so easy? I have been picking for so many years, and I have only accepted seventy-one bastards. I have to pay attention to this last one." "

The old man was surprised and said, "Those guys are now gangsters?"

The middle-aged man sneered.

The old man stroked his beard and smiled and said, "Didn't you fall in love with a girl before? Did you grant her permission to enter the academy without taking the exam?"

"I just glanced at the girl from a distance and thought she was pretty and very eye-catching. Then I learned that she was born in the Xie family of Bailu. It happened that the Xie family of Bailu had given me a book a few years ago, so I exempted her from the exam. , I repaid the favor by the way, so as to avoid further entanglement."

The middle-aged man looked at the fish swimming in the lake outside the pavilion for fish food, feeling a little distressed.

The old man sighed with emotion, "I don't know how many people in the government and the public have been affected by your careless actions. If they knew about it and made a fuss over this, I'm afraid they would feel very sorry for the money that was spent."

When Xie Nandu entered the academy without taking the exam, it shocked people inside and outside the capital. Many people even guessed the relationship between Xie and the academy dean, but in the end they did not expect that it turned out to be such a reason.

The dean smiled and said, "It's always like this in the world. It's a trivial matter, but you still have to think so much about it."

The old man asked again, "Then what do you think of the other thing?"

The dean looked confused, "What's the matter?"

The old man twitched his lips. Is there anyone in the world who can pretend to be stupid better than the man in front of him?

Maybe.

But if the man in front of him decides to act stupid, then no one can make him serious.

The old man still wanted to speak, but he saw a girl slowly walking into the pavilion.

The old man frowned and looked at the girl holding an oil-paper umbrella. Just as he was about to speak, the dean had already waved his hand. He looked at the girl walking thoughtfully.

The girl entering the pavilion.

The girl came to the table. The raindrops on the oil-paper umbrella fell down along the umbrella. The dean raised his eyebrows. After the raindrops fell, they should have fallen on the chessboard, but at this moment they were hovering strangely in the air. whereabouts.

The light rain outside also stopped suddenly.

The lake suddenly became calm.

The old man's eyes widened in horror, having never seen such a scene before.

Just thinking that the man in front of me was the dean of the academy, so I lost a lot of doubts.

Time passed bit by bit, but the girl never came back to her senses. The dean was not in a hurry and just waited.

The old man didn't dare to speak, he just looked at the iron pot with white mist.

I don’t know how long it took.

The oil-paper umbrella trembled slightly, and the dean stretched out his hand to take a look. The hovering raindrops had already fallen into his tea cup.

Xie Nandu came back to his senses and looked at the two people in front of him with some confusion.

She quickly closed her umbrella.

The old man saw the face clearly and knew the girl's identity instantly.

I wonder why we are so destined.

"What are you thinking about?" The dean looked at the girl in front of him with a smile, his voice was gentle, and he had a rather scholarly demeanor at the moment.

Xie Nandu bowed slightly and said softly, "Excuse me, sir."

She didn't want to talk about that matter, and she didn't know the identity of the man in front of her.

She turned to leave.

The dean suddenly said, "I heard that many teachers in the academy want to be your husband. What do you think?"

As the dean of the academy here, whatever he wants to know, nothing can be hidden from him.

Xie Nandu said nothing, wondering what he was thinking about.

The dean had already taken the initiative and said, "I have accepted many disciples in my life. Now that I am old, I want to accept the last one. You and I are destined..."

"Thank you sir for your kindness, but I don't have this intention..."

Xie Nandu shook his head and was about to leave again.

The dean raised his eyebrows.

The old man could hardly hold back his laughter. His face turned red and he was having a hard time holding back.

If word of this incident spreads out now, I'm afraid that countless people in the streets and alleys will have another joke after dinner.

The dean glanced at the old man.

The old man coughed and said, "Do you know who this gentleman is?"

Xie Nandu shook his head, "I don't know."

Very honest answer.

The old man said quietly, "Since you have entered the academy to study, if you want to worship

Master, this person in front of me is naturally the best..."

The dean frowned, feeling that it was too troublesome for the old man in front of him to speak, so he simply said bluntly, "I am the dean of this academy."

After saying this, he waited for the girl in front of him to panic, and then knelt down to worship her with an excited face. Thinking of this, the dean had already begun to imagine how he would help her up in the future, and then said something from the saint's classics The scene of words of encouragement to learn.

But after waiting for a moment, the girl made no move and just looked at him.

The dean was stunned, he did not expect such a scene.

The old man began to suppress his laughter again.

"Sir, this joke is not very funny."

Xie Nandu turned around and was about to leave.

Only this time when I turned around, the scholar had already arrived outside the pavilion. When he saw his husband's gesture, he quickly smiled and said, "I've met my junior sister."

The scholar smiled and said, "It is indeed my husband in the pavilion, and he is also the dean of the academy here."

The scholar is calm and his tone is gentle. When he speaks, he speaks naturally and naturally, making it difficult for people to doubt him.

Xie Nandu was stunned.

The dean picked up the glass of rainwater on the table, drank it in one gulp, and laughed and said, "My wish has come true today!"

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The bumpy prison car made Chen Chao feel very bored. The only thing he could do these days was to wait for the letter from Shendu. He originally wanted to write a letter to ask how his old friend Mi Ke was doing now. , but also thought that the amount of money spent was not a small amount, so I gave up.

Weng Quan still talks so much these days, but for some reason, Chen Chao feels vaguely obedient. Thinking that he might fall in love with that guy in the future, he can't wait to go to the prison of Dali Temple right away. With.

Wooden Bird came soon after. After reading the letter, he immediately wrote a reply and watched Wooden Bird leave, feeling a little dazed.

The following days will be like this again.

Wait for the wooden bird to come and watch the wooden bird fly away.

Suddenly it started to rain lightly.

These warriors have already polished their physiques, so they don't care about this, they just go straight on.

After that, the number of passes increased, and we had to stop several times almost every day.

A few days passed, and no more letters came.

I don't know how long it took for the road to stop being bumpy. I glanced at the ground and realized that the official road was now extremely smooth. Chen Chao looked forward and vaguely seemed to see a towering giant city.

He had some energy.

Because that huge city is the capital of God.