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What is knowledge?
Explorers have something to say.
He said that knowledge is a cave.
As soon as you explore the deep cave, you can feel how dense the clusters of small flowers are on the cave wall. When you first touch it, it feels like soft cotton, but it brings with it the moisture of tens of thousands of years of loneliness.
The explorers were captured, wrapped tightly, and constantly entangled and ground.
"Life has a limit but knowledge not."
This is what scholars often say.
After Zhao Wujiang's deep cultivation, he gradually entered the depths of the cave and found the source of the moisture.
He said: "The spring tide brings rain in a hurry."
She said: "The gate will be opened for you now."
He said: "Lightly gather it, slowly twist it, wipe it and pick it again."
She said: "The endless scenery lies on the dangerous peak."
As he drank more and more, his thoughts wandered, and she was swept away by the red waves.
The clouds and rain are rolling, the feet are lingering, the fireworks are brilliant, and the beauty blinks in the blink of an eye.
She turned herself upside down and talked about herself, which was a profound taste.
When all his learning is done, he spends his free time.
She asked him where he had been this morning, and he said he was Nanqiang Zuoshilang.
The beauty asked about poetry and articles, and he smiled and said:
"What you talk about on paper is ultimately shallow, but you know you have to do it in earnest."
He began to take action.
The wind blows in the vase, the flowers on the pillow are fragrant, and the moths are crouching and knocking on the phoenix.
Laughing at the golden needle pricking the peony, I tried several times but failed.
It is difficult to enter the heart of a beautiful woman, and the delicate jade fingers will open the jade.
If you want to teach how to move the crystal curtain, take the yellow dragon all the way to the bottom.
As soon as the cigarette is extinguished, the beauty will finally be able to sway the wind, moaning and sighing in shame.
After finishing his studies, Zhao Wujiang was free to spend time again.
Su Huayi smiled sweetly at him, her pupils were filled with ripples:
"You are so talented, why don't you take the exam and become the number one scholar?"
Zhao Wujiang stroked his hands softly and smiled gently:
"The number one scholar saw all the flowers in Kyoto in one day, but I have already penetrated into the depths of the flower path. What do you want the number one scholar to do?"
"You academics...all...talk like this..." Su Huayi's cheeks turned red with embarrassment. She considered her words and didn't know how to describe them.
Zhao Wujiang smiled, rolled over in his arms with the beauty, and wrapped himself in the quilt.
The gauze curtain of the bed was pulled down again, and the coquettish voice was heard, and the oriole's call gradually rose up. The spring was so crazy that the bed was shaking and the remaining makeup was not taken into consideration.
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Zhao Wujiang was invited to a banquet by Lin Ruhai, the Minister of Civil Affairs, today. He toasted with several ministers in the Lin Mansion. After drinking, he started studying with the saint Su Huayi.
Day after day, I don’t know the time.
The saint fell in love with Zhao Wujiang and went back and forth with him to nurture his cultivation.
It was dark at this time.
Zhao Wujiang put his hands in his sleeves and walked on the way back to Yangxin Palace.
He sighed deeply, it was the hardest thing to accept the kindness of a beautiful woman.
After he was drunk, he confided to Su Huayi that he was worried about his cultivation, and Su Huayi used secret methods to teach him how to cultivate.
With frequent comings and goings, his cultivation has reached the middle to late stage of the fourth level.
If coupled with his own indestructible magic power, he can compete with even the strongest masters.
With his thoughts on his mind, Zhao Wujiang has arrived at the door of the Yangxin Hall.
There was a candle like a bean in the hall, and he opened the door.
"You're back." The empress looked delighted, and spoke with a majestic and soft voice.
Zhao Wujiang smiled and nodded. He noticed that the empress had a smile on her eyebrows and was holding a memorial in her hand. He guessed the content in an instant.
As expected, the memorial should be the candidates for the two new ministers of the Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of War, and this memorial should be recommended by the six ministries.
The reason why Xuanyuan Jing was happy was that the Minister of Industry and others seemed to be on her side.
As expected, the empress happily handed over the memorial:
"Do you know who Lin Ruhai and Yan Anshen recommended to me?
Can you believe it? It turned out to be the person chosen by the person we had mentioned in our discussions during this period!
These people are obviously not their cronies, and they actually agree with it. I thought they were going to continue to refute and delay..."
"Holy Grace Zhaozhao, they must have felt your power as a monarch, and then they made the right choice." Zhao Wujiang sat next to the empress, his brows gentle.
The delighted empress seemed to have lost all her majesty, and looked more like a happy and cheerful girl.
