I Become A Saint By Studying

Deng Tai'a and Zhong Zizheng, who just came in, began to study seriously, and just after reading the opening chapter, there was a feeling that the sky's spiritual cover was opened and the wind was pouring in.

Feeling cold and numb all over.

"Strange book!"

"Book of Saints!"

Zhong Zizheng and Deng Tai'a couldn't help exclaiming, his eyes were shining green.

They suddenly became extremely hungry and thirsty for food, but the article seemed not thick enough, so they didn't dare to read it quickly.

I worry that after studying, everything will become dull.

Read it word for word.

Even dismantling a word and reading it, the aftertaste is endless for a while, like tasting the food and wine in the world.

carefree!

dripping!

At this time, there were footsteps outside the school hall.

After entering the Confucian Academy, the dean of Qingshan Academy quickened his pace slightly, no matter how difficult it was to maintain the calmness and calmness in his heart at the top of Qingshan Academy.

Zhen Guo!

This is Zhen Guo's article.

There is also the holy book of military art.

It's like the childhood sweethearts who were separated for a long time when they were young, and they finally see each other at this time. That urgency and excitement always occupy that lonely heart.

When Dean Qingshan stepped into the school hall, his heart... suddenly seemed to have been poured with cold water.

It's gone!

Only now did he understand the meaning of Prince Lin Yi's words, and he was worried about meeting acquaintances...

Of course he didn't care about Zhong Zizheng.

But this guy Li Mo Bai... is his senior teacher at Qingshan Academy.

"That's not right... Li Mo Bai, as the senior teacher of the Academy, why does he sit on the podium of the Academy Hall?"

Dean Qingshan thought of a certain possibility, and couldn't help but stare.

Has Li Mo Bai switched to Castle Peak Academy?

Damn!

Dean Qingshan was just about to get angry, when Li Mo Bai, who found him coming, also changed his mind and turned to attack, "Dean, why did you come to Taishan Academy?"

"..."

Dean Qingshan was stunned.

Zhong Zizheng and Deng Tai'a also turned their heads to look at Dean Qingshan, they looked at each other for a while, and the air became quiet again.

"cough~"

Lin Yi stood up to smooth things over, coughed lightly, and said, "The dean of Qingshan Academy is here to exchange academics with me!"

"Don't think about it!"

Zhong Zizheng and Deng Tai'a suddenly realized, they both nodded and said, "Understood!"

Li Mo Bai looked at the dean of the academy and said with a smile, "I didn't expect the dean to come here to learn from the prince?"

"I was invited by the prince's little friend to preach and clear up doubts for his academy disciples, in order to repay the kindness of breaking the realm before!"

Zhong Zizheng said, "I am an old friend of the prince's little friend, and I came here by invitation..."

Deng Tai'a said, "Old man, I was invited by His Highness the Crown Prince to forge cultural treasures!"

They successively spoke out the meaning of own, saying that they were all for business, and definitely not for the poetry and articles of Zhenguo or the holy book of military art.

They are not that shallow!

However.

Lin Yi, who carried four pots in one go, couldn't help but feel a little bit of liver pain.

When they swung the pot, it was not sloppy at all!

Dean Qingshan was silent, then took a deep breath and said, "Very good!"

As he spoke, he found a seat and sat down, and said to Lin Yi, "I'll first observe your poems and poems, and then I'll discuss academics with the Prince's little friend..."

"..."

Lin Yi was stunned.

He looked at the four top bosses in the academy, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

but.

If these four big brothers really switched to Taishan Academy, then this background... the emperor would be willing to bow down.

Two second rank sub-sages.

Two third rank Confucian scholars.

In addition, He Wancheng, a great scholar of third rank, and He Weijun, a few fourth rank gentlemen...

At that time, if the King of Zhenbei loses and chooses to shake people, these people may be able to flatten the Prince of Zhenbei's mansion!

It's exciting just thinking about it.

During this trip to the northern border, Lin Yi felt very stable.

But at this moment.

Lin Yi suddenly felt something, and was inexplicably surprised, "He's here too?"

Lin Yi glanced at Li Mo Bai and the others who were studying hard, smiled wryly, and left silently.

In a flash, he appeared on the square.

soon.

A young man in Tsing Yi came from the climbing stone steps and landed on the academy square.

It is Jiang Qinghe, the young master of the Jiang family, who is the painter of various schools of thought.

Jiang Qinghe's face was dark all the time, and when he saw Lin Yi, a Confucian shirt boy in the square, he was furious, "Lin Yi, what do you mean?"

Lin Yi glanced at Jiang Qinghe, not annoyed, but the latter kneeled abruptly on the ground.

"???"

Jiang Qinghe was stunned for a moment, his face flushed instantly.

He put his hands on the ground and wanted to stand up, but found that no matter how hard he tried, it was useless.

It was as if a huge force was pressing down on his body.

Lin Yi looked at Jiang Qinghe indifferently, and said, "Master Jiang went to Taishan Academy early in the morning to question Ben Gong, what does that mean?"

"let me go!"

Jiang Qinghe said, "Lin Yi, it's true that you are the Prince of Dayan, but I am also a descendant of various schools of thought, and you actually made me kneel?"

"So what about the schools of thought? Is it the king's land in the whole world, and the king's ministers on the shore of the land? You are also the people of Dayan!"

Lin Yi looked at Jiang Qinghe indifferently, and flicked his sleeves, the strong wind directly lifted Jiang Qinghe, and he rolled down the climbing stone steps.

"When will you recognize your own identity and come see me again!"

Lin Yi's voice exploded in Jiang Qinghe's mind like the sound of thunder.

boom!

Jiang Qinghe rolled down on the platform of the stone steps, and he was in a panic.

"hiss!"

Jiang Qinghe moved his body a little bit, grinning his teeth in pain. He looked up at the end of the stone steps, gritted his teeth and said, "I am the young master of all schools, how dare he? Why dare?"

"Emperor Dayan tried every means to win over all schools of thought, but Lin Yi wants to go against all schools of thought?"

Jiang Qinghe dripped water from his gloomy eyes, feeling the great shame and humiliation.

"All schools of thought must not be humiliated!"

Gritting his teeth, Jiang Qinghe took out a picture scroll from his eyes. On it was a middle-aged man somewhat similar to him.

He dripped a drop of blood.

The picture scroll instantly glowed with light, and the characters in the picture scroll seemed to come to life, lifelike, and then the lips and expressions of the characters in the painting moved.

"Qinghe, what's the matter? Why haven't you returned to your family after so long? When will Prince Dayan start his study tour? Has the first stop been finalized?"

The voice of the middle-aged man sounded from the scroll.

Jiang Qinghe said aggrievedly, "Father, I was beaten!"

"Who dares to insult me, the young master of the Jiang family?" A power emanated from the scroll.

"Dayan Crown Prince Lin Yi!"

Jiang Qinghe told the ins and outs of the matter, including that Lin Yi didn't have a hundred schools of thought in his eyes, and said that a hundred schools of thought were a matter of Dayan's subjects, adding a little bit of embellishment.

immediately.

The picture scroll shook violently, and the man in the portrait looked extremely angry as if he was about to walk out of the picture scroll.

"Go to his Laoshizi Taishan Academy, find him, and have a good communication with him as a father!"

The exchange of words was very heavy, and the middle-aged man's aura disappeared afterward.

"Lin Yi, when your father studied in the Jiang family, he was suppressed by my father, and now my father will suppress you again!"

Jiang Qinghe's gloomy eyes and great shame made him endure the pain in his body and climb the mountain again.

This revenge is not a gentleman!