No one noticed Xiang Ning's gaze, or in other words, even if they did, they wouldn't care.
After all, the word "practitioner" is enough to catch people's ears.
The scholar from Huaiyuan who had just played the sword and sang was greatly embarrassed and hesitantly wanted to explain, but was forcefully dragged out by Han Qingsong.
Before leaving, the former did not forget to wave to a group of gorgeous women behind him:
"Good sisters don't have to send each other off..."
Han Qingsong's face was dark, and he felt that his elegance had been wiped out, and the character of Yunhuai Academy had been completely lost to him.
After leaving the "Xiaoxiang Pavilion", he walked forward in silence.
The latter followed chatteringly and kept chatting, trying to liven up the atmosphere but failed.
Not long after, a mansion appeared in front of the two of them, with white walls and black tiles. Pines and cypresses were planted in the courtyard, which was quite elegant.
The four words "Yunhuai Publishing House" are written on the plaque at the door of the mansion.
This place is the foothold of the academy in the capital of the gods. At this moment, the two of them arrived. The scholar who was guarding the door wearing a Confucian shirt and carrying a sword on his waist lit up:
"Senior Brother Qin, Senior Brother Han, Master Zhang said that if you come back, you will go find him."
"Master is back from the palace?" The tall scholar named "Qin Leyou", who was dressed in a slightly open chest and looked suave and elegant, was surprised.
"Yes, and it is said that he brought back the results of today's martial arts performance between the Beast Control Sect and Qin Tianjian."
At this time, Han Qingsong, who had a delicate appearance, red lips and white teeth, also raised his eyebrows and felt frustrated:
"Master already knows."
He thought he had brought back exclusive first-hand information.
The two of them walked into the courtyard and met with a fellow senior fellow apprentice who was dressed similarly along the way - the ratio of men to women in Yunhuai Academy was extremely disparate. From a glance, they were basically all men.
Not long after, the two of them saw an old man in the inner hall wearing a Confucian scholar's robe, a goat's beard, fine crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, and an elegant and easy-going temperament.
"I've met Master." They all said in unison.
Master Zhang looked at his proud disciples who came in with a smile on his face.
Qin Leyou, Han Qingsong... are the leaders of this generation of young disciples from Huaiyuan.
The former is suave and has a good rapport with women. Whenever he visits a place, he must first visit a brothel.
The latter is thin-skinned, but has the most orthodox scholarly spirit, has the world in mind, and is as proud as a green pine.
"I have collected information on the geniuses of the five major sects this year, and I am about to show it to you."
Master Zhang picked up a stack of papers on the coffee table and handed it to the two of them.
While they were flipping through the pages, they said:
"In general, there is no difference from what we know before. There are only two things to pay attention to. One is that Qin Tianjian Luo Huaizhu is stronger than expected. In today's martial arts performance, he defeated Zhao Yuanji without using his full strength. This can be seen.
"The second one is a young man who called himself 'He' who appeared during Mo Lin's martial arts performance not long ago. He is suspected to be related to the Taoist sect, and his specific identity is unknown. Although he has not shown any cultivation, he can perform three skills in Mo Lin. The best is beyond comparison."
Luohuaizhu... Mr. He...
Qin Leyou and Han Qingsong felt shocked and secretly wrote down these two names.
Master Zhang said with emotion:
"This year's Grand Prize in the City of Gods may be the most difficult in a hundred years."
Qin Leyou smiled and didn't care much:
"Why should we in Huaiyuan be afraid of this?"
Han Qingsong also nodded, raised his chin, quite proudly, and said lightly:
"Nothing to worry about."
Master Zhang nodded with satisfaction and said:
"His Majesty has decreed that a cultural gathering will be held in the city in the next two days. At that time, we will first have a discussion with the scholars of Shendu, and then there will be a deer-crowing banquet."
Qin Leyou was shocked and eager to try. He was good at poetry and full of expression.
Ha... Those "Xiao Huang poems" and "Xiao Huang Ci" you wrote can't be published on the stage, so why are you so proud... Han Qingsong is not good at poetry, and when he saw the former, he felt like lemon in his heart.
After thinking for a while he said:
"It's a pity that since the Imperial Master closed the book, few good poems and articles have been published in the past hundred years in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Instead, the fragmentary sentences left behind are regrettable."
Master Zhang was very sad when he heard this.
Everyone knows that when it comes to poetry and articles, the great master of the Zhou Dynasty claims to be "the second in ancient and modern times", but no one dares to call him the first.
Every article he publishes is a masterpiece that will be passed down through the ages. The decades when the Imperial Master and the first God Emperor conquered the world were also the peak period of the Imperial Master's writings.
Many famous articles were written at that time. After the founding of the country, when the imperial master traveled to Kyushu, he also left some under different identities.
Later, he went into seclusion and stopped writing, and no more articles were handed down to the world.
It is worth mentioning that due to the wars in the past, many of the poems written by the National Master were lost, or the words were lost in oral transmission.
As a result, a large number of works that have no beginning or end and lack of words and words remain.
The partial national master was too lazy to complete the work. Gradually, a trend emerged. The literati would rack their brains to fill in the "broken chapters" of the national master with original words and sentences.
Take pleasure in this. Later, it became a repertoire of almost every cultural gathering, and it also spawned many continued versions.
It's a pity that most of the completions are just like "a dog's tail continues the mink" and are not as good as the words and sentences left by the national master.
Master Zhang sighed and said:
"If I can get the poems from the Imperial Master to complete it in my lifetime, we, the scholars, will have no regrets."
After saying that, the elegant old man felt sad and waved to end the conversation.
At this time, a disciple outside the door came in respectfully, holding a post in his hand:
"Master, just now a monk from Baita Temple came to send this message, saying that Master Xueting learned that Master was here and specially invited me to reminisce about the past."
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Finally, Mu Yaoyao looked like she was beating an eggplant with frost, and brought Xu Xiurong back to the Four Seasons Pavilion to copy the lessons.
The news about martial arts gradually subsided after a night of discussion.
The next morning.
When Ji Pingan finished washing and eating, when he arrived at Liangyi Hall, he found Luo Huaizhu standing at the door, not knowing what he was thinking.
Seeing him coming, the girl's eyes lit up, and then she lowered her head timidly, but stopped talking.
"What's wrong?" Ji Ping'an asked with a smile.
Luo Huaizhu raised his head. Under his messy hair, his clean face looked a little guilty:
"It seems I didn't keep the secret."
She talked about yesterday's interrogation, emphasizing that she had not betrayed him, but Xu Xiurong was too cunning and saw through it at a glance.
Just like this... Ji Ping'an couldn't laugh or cry. He raised his hand and rubbed the girl's hair and said with a smile:
"You didn't expect that the reason why I didn't specifically warn you was because I didn't care if it was known?"
Is that so?
Luo Huaizhu was stunned for a moment, tilted his head and thought for three breaths. He felt that it made sense, and he suddenly became happy.
It's so easy to coax, according to an outdated old joke from my previous life: Such a stupid girl can be tricked into sleeping with her three times.
Ji Ping'an smiled and led her into the hall, finding that the others were still discussing what happened yesterday.
The topic is not martial arts, but "what happened in the main hospital"...
A group of Tianbang geniuses gave full play to their talents and came up with many weird versions, although none of them guessed correctly.
Mu Yaoyao's upper body was lying on the table, her arms were folded horizontally, and her delicate white chin was propped up. Her big eyes were wandering around, making her whole body uncomfortable.
She really wanted to announce loudly:
Stop guessing, just ask Ji Ping'an directly.
Unfortunately, Xu Xiurong didn't let her speak and was very angry.
"Junior Brother Ji, have you heard about the meeting between Master Qi and Uncle Gou?"
Lin Qin, who was wearing aqua blue robe and looked like a top student, blinked and raised the topic.
The gaze paused between him and Luo Huaizhu, feeling a little resentful.
"I heard about it, but it's a pity that I didn't see it at the time." Ji Ping'an expressed deep regret and lied without changing his expression.
Mu Yaoyao's eyes widened, thinking that you are lying again, and turned away angrily.
"The second child of ten thousand years" Wang Xian said calmly:
"We didn't see it either, but you didn't come to see the martial arts performance yesterday, which is really a pity."
Jian Zhuang said "En", looked at Luo Huaizhu with some admiration, and said to Ji Ping'an:
"Yesterday's martial arts performance was really wonderful. Senior Sister Luo did not use any familiar weapons, but only used a sword to defeat Zhao Yuanji. I pondered over and tasted that set of countermeasures last night and was in awe."
Zhao Xinghuo smacked his lips and suddenly said:
"It just doesn't look like Senior Sister Luo's style. Is it a tactic taught individually by the warlords?"
Shi Hao also looked over, as if listening.
Luo Huaizhu faced the eager eyes of a group of people and shook his head:
"no."
"Isn't it taught by the princes? Is that Uncle Gou? Or which Si Li?" The star officials were surprised and their curiosity was aroused.
Luo Huaizhu thought about Ji Pingan's words and was about to speak honestly.
Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and Pei Sili, wearing a black robe, walked in with a book under his arm.
The star officials immediately dispersed and returned to their respective positions, preparing to ask questions after the morning classes were over.
As a result, Pei Sili did not teach directly as usual, but looked at Ji Ping'an with an extremely complicated look.
Then he cleared his throat and said:
"I have an announcement. From today on, I will no longer teach you. Instead, I will be responsible for giving you the final teaching before the grand prize."
New teaching?
The star officials were stunned for a moment, quite surprised by this arrangement.
My mind began to think about which veteran secretary might take over.
Mu Yaoyao raised her head, stretched her neck and looked out, but she didn't see anyone coming.
"Sili, who is the new teacher? Didn't you come today? What will you teach us?" Jian Zhuang asked curiously.
Pei Sili was silent for a moment and said:
"The New Teaching Institute will guide and improve your tactics. By the way, I can tell you that the tactics Luo Huaizhu used yesterday were tailor-made for him by the New Teaching Institute. Therefore, his knowledge and vision in this area, There is no doubt about it.”
Is it the senior who gave guidance to Senior Sister Luo?
Hearing this, the star officials were shocked and looked forward to it even more.
They had witnessed the entire martial arts performance with their own eyes and had seen the level of that mysterious instructor. How could they not be curious?
"Where are the people?"
"Are you coming over later?"
Amid the flurry of questions, Pei Sili shook his head and gave up his seat.
Immediately, a person stood up from his seat and walked in front of everyone with blank eyes.
Pei Sili said: "Ji Sichen will be the new teacher of Liangyi Hall."
Ji Ping'an said with a warm smile and a peaceful expression:
"Pei Sili has already explained what needs to be said. I will simply say, if you have any questions that you don't understand, bring them to me."
Liang Yi Hall was quiet.
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ps: I finally got this chapter out before midnight
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