Feast of Rebirth

Xuan Xiuzhu found out that Bai Jiu, who has been ecstatic to the world, has become much more honest recently, and even Mr. Shuyuan noticed his unusualness and was amazed.

"Bai Jiu, you have changed your temper recently."

Bai Jiu propped her cheeks to turn over a page, and said lightly, "Oh."

"What happened?"

"It's nothing." Bai Jiu refused to recall the difficult three days and four nights.

The night was long and the day was short, and Wang Jing was getting colder day by day. After the first snow, Rujia Inn began to welcome a normal flow of passengers.Gradually, those old and regular customers came to know that Miss Yan had opened a new inn.

Moreover, the Wenhui is approaching, and the number of students and ghosts entering Beijing is increasing day by day.The Home Inn is remote, so the price is cheap, and it has everything you need, and there is a special channel leading directly to Guihai Academy.

With more guests, Yun Congfeng has more accounting tasks, and sometimes he has to help serve food and pour wine, so he hardly has time to read.But when he was doing accounts, listening to the students chatting and pointing out the world gave him a lot of inspiration.

By the way, the Earth Temple opposite the inn is blessed by students and is full of incense.The Landlord couldn't help but thank Hu Yan for a special thank you.

Winter to spring.

The Awakening of Insects Wenhui is approaching, and the inn is full of people, almost [-]% are students who are nervous about reading and studying. They wake up early in the morning with the sound of books, and the study atmosphere is enthusiastic.Hu Yan thought several times that he had opened a school.

The existing guests of the inn do not go out, and outsiders cannot book, and the passenger flow is basically fixed.Yun Congfeng was freed from the ledger, and had time to read carefully.

The Waking of Insects will come soon, and this year's spring came a little early.

Guihai Academy is open today, and there are so many people on the street that it is almost overcrowded. Hu Yan wants to take him to the roof, but Yun Congfeng refuses: For such a grand event, there must be a large number of Jinwu guards to maintain order, and of course it is impossible to allow people Walk around on the roof.

Sure enough, when there were more and more people, a group of Jinwu Guards rode tall horses, yelled and drove the crowd to line up, with scholars taking priority and entering the arena one by one.

Hu Yan transformed into a female figure, arm in arm with Yun Congfeng, like a young couple, they dally in.As soon as he entered the gate of the academy and looked around, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "It's still the same."

"Huh? Have you been here?"

"nonsense."

Yun Congfeng, as a scholar preparing to participate in the literary debate, rushed to sign up. Many scholars came in, but few dared to sign up and directly participated in the debate. Yun Congfeng easily signed up, and he was very happy when he came back.

Follow the flow of people to the official venue of the Waking of Insects Wenhui.There are three wooden pavilions in the meeting place, which are far apart, surrounding a high ground in the middle like three stars around the moon, and a long and thick bunch of incense has been inserted into the incense burner.

Scholars who come to participate in the literary meeting naturally sit around the corresponding wooden pavilions, and the academy also provides futons.Those who directly signed up for the debate sat in the front row. Yun Congfeng looked at it, and there were less than five people.

Most people come to look up to geniuses, relying on literary debates to become famous in one fell swoop, there are not no people who break the rules and advance to the academy, but there are very few of them.

The Qing bell rang, and the gentleman from the academy came slowly, his expression couldn't be described as excited, and he began to endorse in an unusually flat manner: "The Awakening of Insects Wenhui has opened 650 three realms so far. Thanks to the perseverance of all the students, the Wenhui has a little name... "

The teacher memorized the book slowly, and there was no sound on all sides.

After the endorsing, there was another Qingyue bell ringing: "The topic of the essay debate will be decided by lottery, and there will be three quarters of an hour to think about it. After the disciples of the academy decide who is superior, the students who have signed up in the audience can draw lots again to debate the topic. No loud noises will be allowed during this period. .”

The academy book attendant took turns to draw lots for the three pavilions, and the debate topic was drawn, and the gentleman announced it to the public. Then he clapped his hands three times in a row, and the incense burner was lit suddenly, "Start!"

After three quarters of an hour of silence, the book attendant rang the bell again, signaling that it was time for a formal debate.The three pairs of academy disciples were not humble, and whoever spoke first would take the lead. After entering the state, the refutation was even more fierce.

The old god Yun Congfeng was there, and after listening for a while, he began to close his eyes and meditate. Hu Yan tried to listen hard again, and found that it was no different from listening to the debate between Bai Jiu and Yun Congfeng, but his tone was more peaceful and his speech speed was not as fast as Bai Jiu's. They are so evil.

But dizziness is the same.

He wanted to doze off a little bit, leaning his head on Yun Congfeng's shoulder.Yun Congfeng's shoulders sank, he opened his eyes suddenly, and whispered, "There are so many people behind."

"Just treat me as your daughter-in-law."

"..." Yun Congfeng simply ignored it and continued to meditate.After a while, he pushed Hu Yan, "Let's go."

"Huh? Where to go?"

"Go and listen to another pavilion."

"Why do you have to listen to another pavilion?" Everyone was sitting, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, it seemed extremely abrupt when they stood up.

"The person wearing the wooden hairpin will definitely lose this time. It's no fun to listen to it." He whispered, "Mr. Academy only said that loud noises are not allowed, and he didn't say that you can't go to another pavilion to listen."

"But……"

Yun Congfeng stood up and bowed his back: "Let's go, it's okay."

Hu Yan had no choice but to follow him, holding the hem of her skirt carefully, and a lot of eyes were cast on the two of them, which was indescribably weird.Hu Yan blushed inexplicably, raised half of his cloud sleeve to cover his face, Yun Congfeng grabbed his hand with his backhand: "It's okay."

Hu Yan's heart was pounding.

The two slipped to another pavilion area and could only sit on the outer edge of the pavilion. The debates of the academy disciples could not be heard clearly.After Hu Yan sat for a while, Lalayun said from Feng's sleeve, "Turn around."

Yun Congfeng turned his head, Hu Yan clasped his ears with both hands, and his spirit flashed.It was as if a large stage amplifying cylinder was buckled on the ear, and it was extremely clear all of a sudden, so clear that it was a bit deafening to the ear.

Yun Congfeng shook his head and got used to it: "Bright tone technique?"

"Ah."

Yun Congfeng drew a gourd in the same way, holding Hu Yan's ear with both hands, which is also the Mingyin technique.

A firework rose slowly from the bottom of Hu Yan's heart, the firework exploded, and the scattered meteors crackled and smashed on the heartstrings, trembling and trembling.At that moment, he almost exposed the fox's ears.

Yun Congfeng tapped in time, and the little ears retracted again.

He also helped him tighten the hair knot, and the marks from the small ears were completely smoothed out.

He turned his head and continued to listen, and spent some time sorting out the context, guessing the antecedents, inferring the consequences, after listening for a while, he closed his eyes and meditated again.

After about three quarters of an hour, he took Hu Yan and started to sneak around again, and he planned to sit in the last booth and not leave.After deducing who would win and who would lose, he tilted his head and leaned on Hu Yan's shoulder.

Hu Yan shrugged: "Are you sleepy?"

"You leaned on my shoulder just now, and now go back."

Hu Yan was angry and funny, Gao Xiang was only half burned, and he was sleepy listening to it.

Yun Congfeng only squinted for a while, did not fall asleep, raised his head and let Hu Yan lean on him, and Hu Yan squinted until the high incense burned out, the clear bell rang, and the debate ended.

Yun Congfeng is about to take the stage.

The debate session between the academy disciples and the outer courtyard students is no longer one-on-one, but in teams.The topic of the debate was also set in advance: "This time the topic of the debate is, will the holy one day go to war against Baopu?"

Everyone took a deep breath, booed everywhere, and Mr. Academy announced calmly: "This debate is special, and everyone is allowed half an hour to think. Please prepare yourself." "Sir."

Yun Congfeng made a sound, and Mr. looked at him: "What's the matter?"

"I debated this question with someone a few months ago. I don't know if I can change the topic?"

The gentleman's expression froze, and then he was a little displeased: "The topic of the debate is fixed in advance, and it is impossible to change it for personal reasons. Even if you have discussed this topic with others, you may not be able to win the debate in the literary meeting." The tone is quite Disdainful, the academy disciple on the opposite side even laughed out loud.

Yun Congfeng said sincerely: "But the person I discussed with is also an academy student, so I'm afraid it will have a negative impact on him."

"Who is that person?"

"Bai Jiu."

Surrounded by complete silence, Mr. was silent for a long time: "Is this true?"

"If you don't believe me, sir, you can ask him for proof." Yun Congfeng was frank and fearless.

Mr. Academy turned around and whispered a few words to the clerk, and the clerk took the order to leave. The gentleman continued: "The literary meeting can't be delayed, so let's use the spare debate topic."

The Awakening of Insects essay will have alternative debate questions, but this set of alternative debate questions has not been used since the inception of the essay, and today is the first time it has been encountered.

The alternative topic is longevity. If you can live forever, is it meaningful to live forever.

Half an hour later, the formal debate was held. As Hu Yan expected, he argued easily. He almost single-handedly forcibly raised the others, and fought with the academy disciples opposite him with full firepower.Before the high fragrance was exhausted, the side of the academy had already surrendered in embarrassment, and there was an uproar and discussions.

Yun Congfeng was very happy, and the first thing he said to Hu Yan when he stepped down from the pavilion was: "I won the debate!"

"I knew you would win the debate, and you still study every day, you are already very good." Hu Yan patted him on the shoulder reproachfully.

Mr. Academy walked to Yun Congfeng's side: "Student, please stay."

At the Awakening of Insects essay meeting, Mr. Academy said that the students of the outer academy would stop, which meant that he had stepped onto the Zhongnan Avenue that directly leads to the academy. The students around him exclaimed for a while, and someone was the first to say: "Congratulations, Your Excellency!"

As if he had just realized it, the voices of congratulations and Hexi kept coming and going.Yun Congfeng left with his husband, and looked back at Hu Yan with a bright smile.

Hu Yan also felt honored, and the book attendant came over and asked, "Are you Mr. Yun's wife?"

Hu Yan felt a little shy, not daring to speak out: "I am... his fiancée."

The book waiter spread his hands: "Then you come with me and wait outside the house."

"it is good."

He followed the book waiter to the outside of Youwei hall, and he could hear the students from the academy singing from a distance, it was far away and melodious.

Not long after he sat down, Bai Jiu hurried in. When he caught a glimpse of him, he trembled all over and almost jumped up: "Why are you here?"

Hu Yan turned around, hey, old acquaintance.He covered his mouth and smiled: "So it's Mr. Bai, is the iron stem and the lotus delicious?"

Iron stalk declines.This nightmarish name left an indelible memory of terror in Bai Jiu's heart. He stood for a long time with a livid face, and was pushed by the book attendant before he opened his legs and rushed into Youwei Hall as if fleeing.

Sitting bored, Hu Yan pulled out a fox fur and blew it into Youwei Hall, just in time to hear Mr. Academy's unbelievable voice: "You? You lost? How could you lose?"

"I... I lost, Mr. Yun is indeed of a high level."

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!