knife cut mountains and rivers

In Liuyin Lane, being famous means attracting more people's attention. Every time Zhou Xuanyi passed through Liuyin Lane, he would feel it more or less.But Zhou Xuanyi didn't have time to deal with this matter, the seven-day appointment between Zhou Xuanyi and Mr. Yu arrived soon, and tomorrow should be the day to go to Wande.

Because of inconvenient legs and feet, Zhou Xuanyi set off early in the morning. Fucheng asked Jin Ling and Zhou Xuanyi to go to the academy together. Fucheng personally sent the two of them out of the ruined temple. Zhou Xuanyi walked in front of him. Calm and composed, Jin Ling followed behind in three steps, and after a while, the two disappeared at the end of Liuyin Lane.

It stands to reason that Fucheng should have nothing to worry about Zhou Xuanyi, his martial arts are good, and now he has recovered to [-]% to [-]%, and he has Jin Ling beside him to protect him.But when both of them walked out of the ruined temple, only Fucheng and a severed Buddha were left staring at each other.Fucheng stared at the empty Buddha's head, and suddenly sighed, thinking that Zhou Xuanyi didn't even know how much a tael of silver was, how could such a person with a dragon talisman in his arms really make him go out and wander around?

After convincing himself, Fucheng locked the door of the ruined temple, and followed Zhou Xuanyi quietly.

Zhou Xuanyi walked this journey without any danger, and no monsters or ghosts appeared along the way, and he arrived at Wande Academy in a normal manner.

Mr. Yu cleaned it up yesterday, and Wande Academy looks like a college than that day.The weather is hot, and there is always a lecture hall set up in the yard, with a dozen or twenty desks and benches.The pens, inks, papers and inkstones are usually brought by the students themselves, and there is nothing on the table, which makes it look much cleaner.

Zhou Xuanyi didn't come too early, and the lecture would start in a while, but there was no student except Jinling.Mr. Yu was not surprised by this, "It's all like this, just wait a little longer."

Zhou Xuanyi didn't feel anything about it, he asked, "Jin Ling, what have you learned?"

Jin Ling hesitated, "Just... the Book of Songs."

Zhou Xuanyi asked again: "Where did you learn the Book of Songs?"

Jin Ling didn't even know how many parts the "Book of Songs" was divided into, let alone how to answer it.

Old Mr. Yu quietly pulled Zhou Xuanyi over, and said: "For such a thing, you just watch and teach them, as long as they sit on the bench obediently, it doesn't matter if they learn or not, it doesn't matter."

Zhou Xuanyi listened to what Mr. Yu said over and over again, and finally figured out the meaning, in short, he just needs to be able to read.

Seeing that Mr. Yu's requirements were so low, Zhou Xuanyi felt relieved.He was sitting in front of the lecture hall, idly flipping through the few books that he had, and the pages were rattling in his hands.

Jin Ling asked: "What are you doing?"

Zhou Xuanyi said: "Review it again."

Jin Ling was speechless. How could there be a teacher who was lazier than the students? There was no one who only reviewed it when the lecture was about to start. He asked, "Do you remember?"

Zhou Xuanyi closed the book, "You want to test me? Mencius saw King Hui of Liang, and the king said: "Old man, come here from a thousand miles away, will it benefit our country? ” Mencius said to him: “Why does the king say profit?There is also benevolence and righteousness.The king said how to benefit my country, the great officials said how to benefit my family, the scholars and ordinary people said how to benefit my body, and the whole country is in danger..."

What Zhou Xuanyi recited was "King Hui of Liang" from "Mencius". Jin Ling was taken aback by him. No one would memorize it properly. His head was getting big, "Stop it, stop it, I believe it, can I believe it?"

Jin Ling asked curiously: "Do you have a photographic memory?" It was the first time that Jin Ling saw someone who really had a photographic memory.

Zhou Xuanyi continued to read the book again, and said: "Not to mention, if you can memorize what you just read backwards, after a few days, you can only remember the outline."

Co-authoring means that the memory is better than others, far from the level of photographic memory.

After waiting for half an hour, a few people came to the academy here and there.

The students originally thought that Mr. Yu would not be able to go to school if he was angry, but he didn't expect that someone who was not afraid of death would come to teach so soon. He was a cripple again. I don't know where Mr. Yu pulled him over to make up for it. Muttering, very impatient.

Zhou Xuanyi glanced around, there were students of all ages in this group, the youngest was only five or six years old, and the oldest was already fifteen or sixteen years old.A group of youngsters crammed into a classroom, with such a big age difference, and no one really wants to study seriously, it would be damned if there is a champion among this group of people.Zhou Xuanyi thought about it in his mind, and he didn't think about teaching and educating people with all his heart and soul.

Zhou Xuanyi could tell who Zhao Xiaohu was at a glance. He had bushy eyebrows and big eyes. He was only fifteen or sixteen years old. Jin Ling sat down.

Because Zhou Xuanyi became a teacher on the first day, Jin Ling wanted to set an example, and sat obediently in the first row, took out his pen, ink, paper and inkstone and placed them neatly on the table, at first glance he looked like a good student.

My classmates and friends were quite surprised by this, "Jin Ling, why did you sit in the first row? Sit with us in the back."

Jin Ling gave them a hard look and said, "I can't hear you when I sit at the back."

The classmate was surprised: "Jinling really needs to study hard? Are you going to take the female champion exam? Does she have anything to do with studying?"

Jin Ling turned her head and scolded: "Shut up!"

The students fell silent immediately, Jinling, the tigress, was very frightening.

Jin Ling thought that Zhou Xuanyi's teaching would be interesting, but he didn't expect him to be no different from those old gentlemen in the past, that is, he read books, but when he explained, he didn't quote the scriptures so much, he only spoke roughly in vernacular, and if he listened carefully, he could really understand it. .The biggest difference is probably that he doesn't shake his head. Zhou Xuanyi looks upright and has a pleasant voice, and Jin Ling looks good from below.

The rest of the students saw Zhou Xuanyi's good looks and crippled appearance, and thought that Zhou Xuanyi was just like the previous husband, and he would show off in the first class.The students had been quiet for less than a moment, and they were chattering and noisy. It was only because Jin Ling came out suddenly to maintain order that the school was no more noisy than the vegetable market.

Fucheng was lying on the wall, watching the scene of Wande Academy, and he was also troubled. If he was asked to teach these little bastards, he would have picked him up and beaten him up.

Zhou Xuanyi was surprisingly patient, as if he couldn't hear, he had to continue teaching.

The students made a fuss for a long time, and seeing Zhou Xuanyi unmoved, it was not interesting.A few students got together and even started to gamble. This Mr. Zhou couldn't stay for three days.There was a commotion in the back, and Jin Ling couldn't even listen to what he said, it was as lively as a gambling house.

"I'll bet for two days. If the cripple looks so weak, if it takes more than two days, I will lose."

"Jin Ling protects him so much, at least he can stay for ten days."

"Golden Ling is nothing," a young man said loudly, but he was just cowardly. He was afraid that Jinling would hear him, but his voice was kept to a minimum. "Let me bet for five days, the chances of winning are greater."

"Not necessarily, you guys are still too timid. I think he can bear it so much, he can do it for a month no matter what."

At this time, an abrupt voice came, saying, "I bet too."

As soon as the boys looked up, it was Jin Ling. With a snap, she slapped a tael of silver on the table, "I bet for three months, and if you exceed three months, you all lose." How long he will stay is very unpredictable, and she doesn't even know when he will recover his memory and there will be other changes, but she just can't understand this group of people, and she simply uses money to gag them and let out a bad breath.

Everyone was half-grown children, and they didn't expect Jinling to gamble so much. The dealer immediately held a tael of silver in his arms, "I've decided to leave, Jinling, you can't go back on your word!"

After Jin Ling finished placing her bets, she returned to the desk and said, "My old lady has grown up so much, I don't know how to write the word remorse."

Fu Cheng thought to himself, in order to protect Zhou Xuanyi, this little girl Jin Ling took out all the private money she had hidden in the bottom of the box.

After Jin Ling placed his bet, Zhao Xiaohu also placed his bet. He was not as rich as Jin Ling, only fifteen coins, and said, "I'll bet for three months too." Zhao Xiaohu definitely had no friendship with Zhou Xuanyi, but he and Zhou Xuanyi Jin Ling has friendship and gives Jin Ling momentum.

The people on the side teased: "Follower, you."

Zhou Xuanyi clearly knew what happened next, but turned a deaf ear to it.

It was Li Feng who bet that Zhou Xuanyi would not be able to stay for two full days. He was used to being ignorant, and the previous gentlemen were all driven away by him.He mistakenly thought that Zhou Xuanyi was the second Song Xiaochuan. Li Feng knew this well and was full of confidence in himself.

After he placed his bet, he also returned to his seat. He rolled his eyes and began to grind the ink. He grinded it very seriously, and almost used up his entire life's stamina.Fucheng knew it was not good at a glance, and sure enough, after he finished grinding, he ruthlessly smashed the back of Zhou Xuanyi's head.

Fucheng pinched a stone in his hand, ready to go, but he didn't hit it this time.

Zhou Xuanyi didn't turn his head back, he was leaning on crutches to the left and right, holding a scroll in his right hand, as if he felt something, he was still reading at a leisurely pace, and gently raised his right hand.Inkstone originally ran towards Zhou Xuanyi aggressively, but he didn't even touch Zhou Xuanyi's collar. He was caught by the scroll, and returned the same way, smashing his head and face on Li Feng's head.Black ink trickled down the top of his head, hitting his black face, and his clothes were covered in black ink.

The students were waiting for Zhou Xuanyi to make an embarrassment, but they didn't expect Li Feng to come, and they burst into laughter: "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

Jin Ling smiled very happily, and said: "Let you know what is good or bad."

Li Feng was hit right on the ground, but he didn't react. Zhou Xuanyi obviously didn't turn his head. Could it be that he has eyes behind his back?How exactly?

Zhou Xuanyi turned his head because of the laughter of the students, and said with a look of incredulity, "It's fine, what's wrong with you?"

Jin Ling booed at the side, "Li Feng studied too seriously, and hit his head on the ink." After speaking, there was another burst of laughter.

Zhou Xuanyi shook his head and sighed: "In ancient times there was an allusion about Wang Xizhi eating ink, and now there is Li Feng hitting ink. I can't see that you study so hard."

Every drop of black ink was stained on Zhou Xuanyi's body. He was wearing a cyan robe bought in Fucheng. He clearly looked like a frail scholar, his face was as pale as a song singer in Baihua Street. How could he know that he had great supernatural powers.

Li Feng was devastated, and said angrily: "You cripple, just wait for me."

Zhou Xuanyi said: "Don't worry, I can wait for you for three months no matter what."

Zhou Xuanyi smiled slightly at Jin Ling, he had clearly heard Jin Ling's bet just now, no more, no less, exactly three months, he helped Jin Ling teach Li Feng a lesson.

Jin Ling held her face in her hands, her heart pounding at the laughter, and she realized for the first time what it means to have a heart blossom.

Li Feng's face was as black as black ink. He kicked down the stool and yelled loudly, "You son of a bitch! Do you know who my father is?"

Zhou Xuanyi didn't even know who his father was, so how could he control who Li Feng's father was.

Fu Cheng, who was lying on the wall, looked back at Li Feng's father seriously, and suddenly thought that he really knew Li Feng's father, wasn't it Li Shuyuan?The little prince's distant relative, who knows nothing in the same line as the young prince, relies on his nepotism to be a headhunter in the yamen.Logically speaking, based on his family's situation, he should be sent to Bailu Academy, but Li Feng behaved surlyly and was kicked out of Bailu Academy. Only Wan De was willing to take him in.

Mr. Yu was originally watching the fire from the outside, and he was very happy to see Li Feng being taught a lesson, but now he couldn't sit still, and felt that something bad was going on when he heard it, "He just came here ignorant, ignorant."

Li Feng is a veteran at playing tricks on Mr. Yu, and Mr. Yu is also familiar with coaxing Li Feng. After apologizing and coaxing, Mr. Yu managed to coax Li Feng home to change his clothes.

The good class was interrupted. The students were not in the mood at first, but now they are even more distracted. A student said: "Mr. Zhou, you were so powerful just now, how did you do it?"

Another student said: "Yes, yes, I don't want to study Mencius, I want to learn this."

Seeing that there was no atmosphere, Zhou Xuanyi sighed, put down the scroll, and said, "This is not something that can be learned so easily."

The student who asked the question was very intellectually curious, asking, "How soon will I be able to do this?"

Zhou Xuanyi smiled and said, "Wait until you practice for five or six years."

The kid was a little disappointed, but Zhao Xiaohu asked, "Can I be like Mr. after five or six years of practice?"'

Seeing the child's eyes brighten up, Zhou Xuanyi said, "If you are willing to endure hardship, three years will do."

Fucheng couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and Zhou Xuanyi started talking nonsense again, listening to the voice and arguing is a boy's skill, which can be practiced in three to five years.

Zhao Xiaohu firmly believed in this, and secretly clenched his fists.

Zhou Xuanyi simply didn't take the books anymore, he wanted to fool the class, but he lectured like he was reciting scriptures, and the students were in pain, so he was also in pain.So I changed a strategy, using "Mencius" as the introduction, and I don't know how to talk about "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

The students seemed to be listening to a book, and for the first time there was curiosity in their eyes.

The sound of Zhou Xuanyi studying and the sound of cicadas echoed in the academy. Fucheng looked up at the few rays of sunlight that had leaked through, and looked down at Zhou Xuanyi's side face crossing the golden edge, feeling that this person was not so cold anymore.

Fu Cheng's eyes slid down, Zhou Xuanyi's broad shoulders and narrow waist were different from people like Fu Cheng who were used to being undisciplined. When standing casually, his waist was straight, like a big pine tree.

When Fu Cheng lowered his head, he could see a section of Zhou Xuanyi's snow-white back neck leaking from his collar, with a few broken hairs scattered on it, looking at Fu Cheng, he felt itchy in his heart.

Fucheng looked at it for a while, and felt that he had no other thoughts about him. Fucheng and Zhou Xuanyi were also very different from each other. One river and one temple, even if they were together, it would be a short-lived fate.

Sensing Fu Cheng's gaze, Zhou Xuanyi raised his head and looked towards the big tree, a gray corner of his clothes was exposed among the shadowy leaves.Zhou Xuanyi pondered for a while, but couldn't figure out what Fucheng meant, so he continued to read with his head down.

Fucheng lay on the wall, looking at this joyous scene, thinking, how on earth would Zhou Xuanyi get in touch with Xiahou Mansion through Wande Academy?