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So, he saluted and cupped his hands and said: "Is there something for you heroes? Don't do it, don't do it, just talk about it."

"Are you Lu Renjia?" Luo Feng asked.

Lu Renjia looked over and saw that the leader was a young man carved with jade, and he was relieved. It didn't look like a vendetta.

"Exactly." Lu Renjia cupped his hands and said

"It was you who beat up the students of the Zhang family." Luo Feng continued to ask

Lu Renjia was taken aback for a moment, then waved his hand and said, "Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding."

"Okay, that's right, it's over." Luo Feng clapped his hands and said

The eyes of everyone burst into light, and bricks and bricks were thrown out of their hands immediately, turning into bricks and rain flowers, like a morning star falling to the ground, exploding flowers, blue, purple, red, and white.

Don't do any fancy things, look down on life and death, and do it if you don't accept it.

Lu Renjia had never encountered such a situation. Even if there were thousands of sweet words in his heart, there was no use of force at this moment.

When a scholar meets a soldier, it is difficult to explain the reason, not to mention that nowadays, a large group of scholars use bricks to convince people with reason.

Three months have passed since the beating of Lu Renjia.

The Lu family wanted to take revenge, but was blocked back by a flirtatious sentence that he was just a child.

I can't tell the pain in my heart, and it doesn't even work to go to the government to file a complaint.

The highest official of Qinghe County, the sheriff of Qinghe County is the head of the Zhang family. Wouldn't it be wrong to go up and sue?

As for going to the central government to sue, the Lu family has the ability, but for the sake of a few children, it's not worth it if they win, and it's not worth it if they lose.

After the uproar, Lu's family lost face, but Luo Feng established his prestige and status in ethnology.

No one treats him as a boy of the same age, and apart from his status as the master of the house, he also has a few traces of respect for him personally.

As the New Year was approaching, Qinghe County Sheriff called Luo Feng in his room to discuss matters.

The governor of Qinghe looked at Luo Feng and said with a smile: "You have done well this year, you are a successful young man."

"I'm very satisfied with you, and the family has a good impression of you."

"Thank you father and elder for your generosity." Luo Feng solemnly cupped his hands

"I called you here this time because I want to ask you which way you plan to go in the future."

The governor of Qinghe said softly, "We are an aristocratic family with a profound heritage. Whether you are studying martial arts or practicing martial arts, we can support you."

"You are my son again, the eldest son of the patriarch, and you are not short of merit, so you need to make a decision on your future early."

Luo Feng pondered for a while and asked: "How many ways can the family support me?"

The governor of Qinghe said slowly: "Master of Martial Arts, Immortal Guixian, I may let you worship under the sect of Great Confucianism."

Luo Feng nodded and asked, "As an official, why didn't father mention it?"

The governor of Qinghe County took a deep look at Luo Feng, and said earnestly: "The family resources are limited, your eldest brother will inherit the family business in the future, and the family decided to fully support it."

"If you choose to be an official, the resources are already insufficient, and the family can't help much, at most at the county level. As a father, I don't want you to choose this path."

"County level is enough." Luo Feng nodded and said

When he went to the central government, he was afraid that the high-ranking immortals would see his real body.

It is beneficial to work in counties and counties. He cracked the Xianxiong system, understood the distribution of work by the government, and laid a solid foundation for the future rebellion.

"Well, you have your own opinions since you were young, and I will force you." Qinghe County Sheriff sighed, and then said: "I recommend you to go to Mr. Wutong to learn."

Luo Feng obeyed.

To be an official in this era, not to mention the imperial examination system, there is not even a nine-rank Zhongzheng. To become an official depends on reputation or the recommendation of nobles.

Because of knowledge and power, it is firmly controlled by this class.

Mr. Wutong is a world-renowned sage, with countless disciples and old officials, worshiping under him, his official career will go more smoothly.

Chapter 43 Rotation of Five Virtues (2/4)

Mr. Wutong is a famous sage all over the world. He enlightened Taoism by observing steles for three years, read and commented scriptures for nine years, and overcame thunder and calamity in 12 years to show his holiness in the world.

There are six realms in the world, the six realms are saints, and the five realms are sons. It is rumored that Mr. Wutong is only one step away from the masters and has a great reputation.

Daxiong implements the recommendation system. If you want to be an official, you must be recommended by a big person. Mr. Wutong obviously has this ability.

Therefore, there are countless disciples of princes and nobles, students of Tianjiao, who want to join the sect.

However, Mr. Wutong has a very high vision, and he will not refuse any registered disciples, but the disciples who can become officials are cautious, and there are only three disciples in a hundred years.

Fortunately, the Qinghe Zhang family has a personal connection, and Zhang Yu, the eldest son of the family, worships under Mr. Wutong.

With this level of relationship, not to mention going directly to the door, at least an interview is no problem.

The sun and the moon rotate, three months later.

The dragon-scaled horse honked, causing the onlookers to look sideways, and a carriage came slowly and stopped in front of the academy.

The dragon-scaled horse is a strange beast on the battlefield, and the owner is either rich or noble, just when everyone is guessing the identity of the comer.

The iron door opened automatically, and a handsome young man in student attire came down, looked around, slightly cupped his hands, and followed a school servant into the main entrance.

For a time, there was an uproar, causing public opinion, doubts, speculation, and jealousy.

After a long time, someone murmured, "It seems to be the Qinghe Zhang family."

The scene was silent for a moment, and the hearts of everyone who had just started to study felt a little sour, as if they had eaten lemons, but there was nothing they could do.

In this era, relatives hide from each other, and family mutual help is the mainstream. If Zhang Yu, the master of the academy, does not help his family, he will be cast aside by everyone.

"Students pay their respects to Mr. Wutong."

According to his own status, he behaved neither humble nor overbearing, Luo Feng slowly performed a half teacher's ceremony.

The middle-aged Mr. Wutong sitting on the top is elegant, with a fluttering beard, dressed in a typical Mr. Daxian, and he did not disappoint.

On the left side is Luo Feng's eldest brother Zhang Yu, with a calm expression, sitting quietly in the pavilion, with an extraordinary demeanor, followed by the other two disciples of Mr. Wutong, and on the right are several teachers of the academy.

Mr. Wutong looked indifferent, nodded and asked: "Your father has already written a letter, and I already know the reason for your visit."

"You come from a family and are talented and knowledgeable. Naturally, you don't need to test for the best, and with the recommendation of my senior disciple, I can give you a chance."

"Before apprenticeship, I want to ask you a question."

Luo Feng cupped his hands and said: "Please ask, sir."

Mr. Wu Tong stared at Luo Feng, and said in a serious tone: "What do you ask for when you come to worship me?!"

"Do you want to cultivate to become an immortal, or do you want to become a general, or have other goals."

"As a teacher, you should teach students in accordance with their aptitude, and you must not know."

Before Luo Feng came, he had already made a decision in his mind, so he smiled lightly and said, "The aptitude of this disciple is mediocre, so I dare not lie."

"The first is to get a glimpse of the master of the three realms, to be successful in martial arts, the second is to learn and ask, and to be in charge of the party in the future, and the third is to be safe and stable, and the inheritance is orderly."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Wutong nodded calmly, but felt a little disappointed in his heart, and sighed slightly.

"It is indeed as Qinghe County Sheriff said, young and mature"

As a teacher, I naturally hope that my disciples will have lofty goals, and that the blue is better than the blue, just like parents want their children to become dragons.

But Luo Feng's pursuit is too ordinary, without any ambition, and the goal can be achieved through hard work in the future.

This point, let’s say it’s okay, it’s not bad, and let’s say it’s bad, it’s not too bad.

For some reason, Mr. Wu Tong, who was born in the Yin Yang family, suddenly remembered that a Confucian word is moderate.

The young man in front of him seemed to fit the term.

receive?No charge? !

After thinking for a while, Mr. Wu Tong still decided to accept this disciple, showing a slight smile, and instead of criticizing, he praised: "You have self-knowledge. It's good that you can think of these things. From now on, you will be my fourth disciple."

"The disciple pays homage to the teacher." Luo Feng straightened his expression, and bowed to the teacher.

Seeing that Luo Feng was not the slightest bit happy, but bowed in a serious manner, Mr. Wu Tong shook his head, the situation is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change.

Forget it, let's just be moderate, and it's a good thing not to cause trouble.

The years are long, passing by alone.

Luo Feng paid homage to Mr. Wutong's disciples, except for normal lectures and practice, he likes spending time in the Buddhist scripture pavilion the most.

Seeing this, Mr. Wutong waved his hand, and gave Luo Feng the status of keeping the history of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

From then on, Luo Feng spent all day in the library.

At the age of 12, Luo Feng read all the books in the Cangjing Pavilion, and his martial arts were threefold.

At the age of 15, Mr. Luo Feng asked, there is nothing to ask, the sixth level of acquired martial arts.

, Luo Feng asked the academy, but no one could answer, martial arts acquired nine levels.

Two years later.

The crowning ceremony was held in the auditorium of the academy. Twenty adults were crowned for the first time, and their bodies were still immature, so they were called weak.

Mr. Wutong is Teacher Luofeng, so he is naturally qualified to crown him.

Looking at the handsome young man in front of him, Mr. Wutong crowned him with a smile, and then took out his ruler and tapped him three times.

Others thought it was the master's intention to admonish the disciples, but only the three disciples who entered the house had their eyes lit up.

Luo Feng also saluted and received the crown thoughtfully, ending the day's itinerary.

midnight.

Mr. Wutong's courtyard was open, Luo Feng smiled and stepped in quickly.

Mr. Wutong sat on the bed and said slowly: "You might as well sleep, what are you doing here with me?"

Luo Feng smiled knowingly: "The disciple is dull, but he knows the teacher's mind."

Mr. Wu Tong rejoiced and said: "When you first started, you thought that you were young and old, and you must be a mediocre person in the future."

"I never wanted to get started and study hard day and night. I have great perseverance, but today I see through my mind. It is not a small cleverness, but a great wisdom."

"In fact, I teach the truth to others. Today I will pass on the truth of your Yin-Yang family, the theory of the five virtues from the beginning to the end."

Luo Feng was thoughtful, and asked softly: "The virtuous live in it, and the virtuous lose it."

Mr. Wutong was taken aback for a moment, and a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes: "You saw it in the Sutra Pavilion, what do you think?!"

Luo Feng clasped his hands and said: "The five virtues are mutually reinforcing and restraining each other, which is the great way, but my disciple thinks that things must be reversed when they are extreme."

Mr. Wutong's expression froze, but he was not an overbearing and stubborn person, and said slowly: "Tell me your opinion."

"Water can put out fire, but when the fire is big, water can also be put out."

"The teacher can see that a pot of water has been added, and firewood is constantly added, and finally evaporates into gas."

Luo Feng said seriously

Mr. Wutong sighed slightly: "It is indeed feasible, but the fire and water are too violent, and it will hurt the peace of the world."

"Turn to Tude first, and start the fire from the soil. What does the teacher think?"

Luo Feng said with a smile

Isn't he a person who doesn't know how to be flexible? A theory is always a theory, a big framework, and everything can be installed inside.

But in practice, people have to come.

The world is really governed by people, not theory.

If everything was done according to the theory, the human race would not grow stronger.

Mr. Wutong glanced at the sky, and then said with a hard face: "You are the only one who talks a lot, and you still don't want to learn."

A gleam of understanding flashed in Luo Feng's eyes, he could not help but make amends by saying that the imperial court would be killed, and he said with a smile: "Xuexue, my disciple is wrong, please ask the teacher to teach."

Chapter 44 Daily humiliation of Confucianism