Just now, Tuogu, you told me that this place is Fengshen

Gu Pan looked majestic and heroic, and saw him swaying his tail lightly, and it turned into golden light and scattered into Chaoge City.

"Why does it feel like these golden lights are falling on the body, and there is a sense of stability in my heart."

A Confucian scholar standing in the middle of the road sighed and said that he was letting the golden light scatter on him at the moment.

"Yes, yes, it feels amazing to have this golden light of merit scattered on your body."

A Confucian student next to him also echoed Dao.

"Everyone, don't panic. This is the luck golden dragon that protects the fate of the Shang Dynasty. With his protection in the future, no matter who is sacred, it cannot invade Chaoge City."

Xu Ziqing's voice resounded in the sky.

"The sages of the Shang Dynasty lived forever."

"The sages of the Shang Dynasty lived forever."

Chapter 70 This Is My Great Merchant Golden Dragon

All the people of Chaoge City knelt down and shouted loudly at this moment.

After the golden light of merit had almost entered the bodies of everyone in Chaoge City, the golden dragon of luck became invisible again under Xu Ziqing's command.

"You don't need to be like this, I am a Shang pilgrim."

"It is my duty to protect the people of the Shang Dynasty."

Xu Ziqing's voice slowly rang in the hearts of everyone in Chaoge City.

At this moment, the people of the entire Chaoge City seemed to have been reborn.

"The sage has given us such protection, and we will surely be smashed to pieces in return."

Such an idea has almost become the consensus of the people of Chaoge City.

Just when the people of Chaoge City were calling Long Live for the sage Zi Qingshan.

In Chaoge City's inn, Nei Bo Yi Kao and the senior doctor San Yi Sheng are still standing in front of Xibo Hou Jichang's hospital bed.

"Why is the golden light of merit and virtue all over the sky floating on other people?"

"Those people can feel a sense of comfort, and even their physical fitness can be stronger than before."

"However, Master Hou's health still hasn't improved, and he is still in this coma."

San Yisheng, the senior doctor, had a dejected look on his face at the moment, and sighed to Xibo Hou Jichang who was still lying on the hospital bed.

Bo Yikao, the eldest son of Xibohou, gave the senior doctor San Yisheng a hard look, and then said dissatisfiedly:

"Father has been in a coma for several months, how could he recover so quickly?"

"If I hear one more sentence, if you slander the saint, you will clean all the toilets in the station."

At this moment, Bo Yikao's face was full of coldness and sternness, and he stared fiercely at San Yisheng, the senior doctor.

My father was in a coma for several months and still hasn't woken up.

The golden light of the sage's merit did not wake up his father, and he happened to be the most troubled time now.

This San Yisheng really has no eyesight at all, it seems that it is time to consider handing over the job of cleaning the toilet to him.

Bo Yikao's eyes swept across San Yisheng, the senior doctor.

San Yisheng, the senior doctor, was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak, quietly retreated to the side, and began to tidy up the internal affairs for Xibo Hou Jichang.

"The eldest son has not found out that Lei Zhenzi was lost by me. I will never dare to offend him again at this time."

"Otherwise, I'm afraid it's not just as simple as cleaning the toilet."

"Maybe some terrible punishment awaits me."

San Yisheng, the senior doctor, felt even more panicked when he thought of this.

I was too scared to say anything more.

Seeing San Yisheng's well-behaved appearance, Bo Yikao, the eldest son of Xibohou, nodded in satisfaction.

"Although this San Yisheng has no skills, he is still qualified in the field of observing words and expressions."

"My lord mother sent him to deliver supplements to my father. It really is a far-sighted and far-sighted move."

"It's perfect for such a person to stay and urinate to his father."

Bo Yikao looked at San Yisheng and finally smiled.

"Songjiazhuang Private School is about to start class again, and I have to go to class immediately."

"The task of taking care of my father is entrusted to you. If I find out that you are not doing your best."

"You know what that will do."

After Bo Yikao finished speaking, he got up and left his father's room.

There is no better way now, but to let my father go through a long rest.

Let's see if any miracle will appear!

Thinking so, Bo Yikao walked out of the gate of the inn.

He rode on the horse brought by his servants and rushed towards Songjiazhuang private school.

This time Boyi was finally not late for the exam, and entered the classroom in time for the normal time.

Jiang Ziya, the teacher of the Songjiazhuang private school, sat on the podium, watching a crowd of Confucian students enter, and then sat in his seat one after another.

Order was neat and orderly, and everyone was not making too much noise.

Involuntarily nodded.

"It seems that the education of Confucianism has already played a role, and these people already have some appearances of respecting teachers."

"It's just that Bo Yikao, the eldest son of Xibohou, still looks so annoying."

"Looks like it's time to double his tuition again."

Thinking of this, Jiang Ziya finally felt a little more stable in his heart.

"The Master said, is it not pleasant to learn while practicing from time to time?"

"The Master said, you can be a teacher by reviewing the old and learning the new."

……

Jiang Ziya sat on the podium and began to recite Confucian classics to the students in the classroom.

Bo Yi Kao sat in his seat, listening to Jiang Ziya's explanation seriously.

"Every time I listen to Mr. Jiang's lectures, I feel suddenly enlightened."

"It's like seeing the true face of Huangshan through the clouds and mists."

At this moment, Bo Yikao was intoxicated, staring at Jiang Ziya on the podium.

Jiang Ziya's eyes slowly swept across the Confucian students in the classroom, and when he met Bo Yikao's eyes, he felt a chill.

"Why is there an indescribable feeling in the way Bo Yikao looked at me?"

"It seems to be a kind of admiration."

Jiang Ziya felt goosebumps all over his body, and hurriedly avoided looking at Bo Yikao.

And gave Bo Yikao a vicious look.

Bo Yikao felt the coldness in Jiang Ziya's eyes, and couldn't help sighing in his heart:

"It seems that Mr. Jiang found out that my mind was wandering. Is he using this method to tell me not to be distracted?"

Bo Yikao seemed to understand something, and immediately cheered up.

He began to recite the Confucian classics loudly, the loudest among all the students in the classroom.

Jiang Ziya was originally sitting in the lecture hall, carefully preparing lessons for the next teaching.

But suddenly he heard a loud voice mixed with the sound of Lang Lang's reading.

Looking up, he found that it was Nabo Yikao who was shouting Confucian classics.

Jiang Ziya suddenly felt angry:

"Did the eldest son of Xibohou do this on purpose?"

"I asked you to review your textbooks, but you are yelling at me here."

"This Bo Yi Kao must be provoking me."

When Jiang Ziya thought of this, he immediately felt an indescribable dislike for the candidate from Boyi.

He stood up and patted Xingmu on the podium.

Immediately, the sound of reading in the whole classroom quieted down, only Boyi Kao was still immersed in the Confucian classics and couldn't extricate himself.

Still reciting Confucian classics with almost the slightest voice.

"The Master said that one can become a teacher by reviewing the past and learning the new."

"Zi said learning and learning from time to time is not a joy."

"Zi said that three people must have my teacher, and those who are good will be the same, and those who are not good will be changed."

……

Bo Yikao recited aloud as if no one was watching, without noticing that everyone around him had stopped.

Jiang Ziya: "..."

This is a deaf person?

How dare you so blatantly provoke the teacher!

If I don't teach you a lesson today, I'm afraid you won't know what it means to respect a teacher in the future?

Jiang Ziya got up and walked to Bo Yikao's side, and beat the Xingmu in his hand towards Bo Yikao.

Bo Yikao was knocked into the air and fell to the ground.

Boyi Kao: "..."

Chapter 71 Confucian Teaching - Simple, Crisp and Effective

Did a meteorite hit me just now?

I was clearly studying hard, why did I suddenly lie on the ground?

Bo Yikao froze on the spot with his head in his arms.

But he saw Jiang Ziya slowly walking in front of him, and sternly said to him:

"Bo Yi Kao, since you disrespected the teacher in the Confucianism class, do you realize your mistake?"

At this moment, Jiang Ziya's face was cold, and he waved the Xingmu in his hand twice, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder.

Bo Yikao hadn't recovered yet, staring at Jiang Ziya waving Xingmu, not knowing what he was going to do.

"Ah...this..."

Bo Yikao said intermittently.

Jiang Ziya saw Bo Yikao waving Xingmu in front of him, but he was still so calm.

Immediately, I felt out of breath.

"According to the rules of Confucianism, if you don't respect your teacher, you will be punished."

"Bo Yi Kao dared to disobey the teacher's words, just stretch out your hand to me now."

Jiang Ziya snapped.

Bo Yikao was still in a blinded state at the moment, when he heard his teacher asking him to stretch out his hand, he reached out involuntarily.

Seeing that Bo Yikao didn't show any signs of begging for mercy, Jiang Ziya actually stretched out his hand, as if begging for a beating.

Immediately without the slightest hesitation, he swung the Xingmu in his hand and hit Bo Yikao's palm.

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