"Here!"
Zuo Ya took a deep breath, then nodded slightly, and then walked quickly!
Wanliu Academy.
This is the place where Zhou Mi studied since he was a child, and Mr. Wan Liu among them is even more knowledgeable. He is a contemporary great scholar, and countless people want to become his disciples. However, Mr. Wan Liu has always been a simple person and does not care about these things at all. It is precisely because of this that Wanliu Academy gradually lost its reputation.
But this is a place that is highly praised by students all over the world.
There is no mountain or water leakage, but it is like a paradise, and no one dares to slack off at all.
After Zuo Ya walked out of the hall, his eyes showed a bit of solemnity. He didn't know what to say for a moment. He looked at the piece of paper in his hand quietly, and after a while, he carefully folded it up. !
All the way towards Wanliu Academy.
Wanliu Academy is located in the southeast of Shendu. There is a small river here, and the riverside is full of willow trees.
Winter is gone and spring is coming!
A few small buds poked out from the willow branches, looking like a little bit of warmth in this cold winter.
Many students sat down at the stone tables by the river and studied tirelessly there!
This is also a beautiful scenery in front of Wanliu Academy.
Many students think that coming here will bring them closer to Wanliu Academy and make it more like a scholar. He might even be favored by Mr. Wanliu and become his disciple!
Since we are all here studying, why not come here?
Zuo Ya walked all the way and entered Wanliu Academy with her identity token.
"Mr. Wanliu!"
So, he bowed respectfully to the old man in front of him. His eyes were full of caution, and he clearly understood how powerful the old man in front of him was.
Although he was not in the court, there were many people in the court who wanted to give him three points of thin noodles!
"Commander Zuo!"
An old voice slowly came out. The old man slowly raised his head and glanced at Zuo Ya in front of him, and said with a smile: "What are you doing here? But what are your orders?"
"Your Majesty asked me to hand this thing over to you!"
While speaking, Zhuo Ya carefully handed the piece of paper to Mr. Wanliu. Mr. Wanliu didn't take it seriously at first. He slowly took the piece of paper and read it carefully. But when he saw Hengqu Four sentences.
His whole body trembled slightly, as if he couldn't believe his eyes: "Where is the person who wrote this sentence!"
"Yazhou, Su Chen!"
Zuo Ya's voice was very soft and she didn't hide anything.
"No. 1 Scholar Su Chen?"
There was some doubt in Mr. Wan Liu's eyes. After a long time, he shook his head helplessly: "I didn't expect this person to have such a great talent and such a noble ambition!"
"..."
Zuo Ya just stood there quietly, saying nothing.
Mr. Wan Liu's eyes showed a bit of solemnity. After pondering for a moment, he looked at Zuo Ya in front of him in surprise: "It is because of this son that your Majesty agreed to let Yazhou become an autonomous region. Bar?"
"Your Majesty's holy will, I dare not make wild guesses!"
Zuo Ya said lightly.
"Since she is your Majesty, her meaning is open to speculation! Why not?"
Mr. Wan Liu took a deep breath and pondered for a moment before continuing: "Since this son has great talent, why not bring him back to the capital of God?"
"..."
Zuo Ya was speechless again, thinking in her heart: You, an old guy, are taking too much care, right? Are there some things you can ask randomly?
At this time, Mr. Wan Liu seemed to understand something. He smiled bitterly and raised his hand and waved: "That's all. There is no need to pursue this matter so carefully. It's natural for His Majesty to think of it."
Zuo Ya said nothing.
"What are you still standing here for?" Mr. Wan Liu was a little confused.
"..."
Zuo Ya took a deep breath at this time, and he had an urge to beat the old guy in front of him.
"Then sir, I will take my leave first!"
After saying that, Zuo Ya bowed down respectfully. After walking out of Wanliu Academy, Zuo Ya stepped on the ground hard, and a deep pit instantly appeared on the ground: "There is no good person among these scholars. , including that Su Chen!"
…
At this moment, Mr. Wan Liu was holding his beard and laughing, as if he was quite happy. He held the piece of paper with some admiration, and after a long time he continued: "It's been a long time." I have never heard such a sentence that can inspire people and alert the world!"
"Baishun!"
"Baishun..."
Mr. Wanliu suddenly said with a smile: "Go and ask a craftsman to come back. Ask the best craftsman in the whole city to erect a stone tablet in front of Wanliu Academy!"
"Stone tablet?"
A middle-aged man walked in with a bit of surprise in his eyes. After a slight pause, he asked softly: "What's written on it?"
"Write these four sentences!"
Wanliu Academy was about to hand the paper to the middle-aged man in front of him, but after pondering for a moment, he took it back.
Then grind it tremblingly!
"Sir, let me help you!"
Zhang Baishun's whole body trembled suddenly. He couldn't believe his eyes and hurriedly took the inkstone over. Carefully start grinding.
How long has it been since your teacher started writing?
The main reason is that I am too old and have no way to control my hands!
As soon as I put down the pen, I am constantly climbing like a tadpole.
"call……"
Mr. Wan Liu took a deep breath, gently picked up the pen, and then tightly grasped his right hand with the other hand.
There was some determination in his eyes, and his hands were still shaking, but at this time, there seemed to be a surge of faith in his heart.
The hand that was constantly trembling gradually calmed down at this time.
Then he slowly started writing!
Zhang Baishun stood aside, breathing extremely softly at that moment.
Mr. Wan Liu writes lightly, but his words are powerful. Although the handwriting is still a bit ferocious due to the trembling of his palms, it adds a bit of wild and uninhibited meaning.
Zhang Baishun looked at the words one by one on the paper, as if he couldn't believe his eyes.
He never thought that there would be such great ambitions in this world.
"call……"
When Mr. Wan Liu breathed out again, he slowly put down the pen in his hand, his eyes full of softness. This seemed to be the most satisfying piece of calligraphy he had ever written in his life!
