When Ji Ping'an said these words, as expected, he saw that the group of star officials below who were originally full of curiosity turned to stone.
This turn is really too sudden and shocking.
The geniuses on the Tianbang list are not at all defensive!
"Pei Sili, you mean..." Jian Zhuang's throat rolled, and he looked at the black-clothed Sili who stepped aside and asked for confirmation.
Pei Sili gave him a sympathetic look and repeated what he just said:
"You heard it right, Ji Ping'an will be the new teacher of Liangyi Hall."
Boom!
The originally peaceful lake was like a boulder being dropped, causing a storm in the hearts of the dozens of star officials present.
You heard that right... it's true... Jian Zhuang was stunned, and then smiled bitterly, suddenly feeling that this scene was somewhat familiar.
Well, it was the same feeling as when the monthly exam results were released.
"Professor Luo Huaizhu is also..."
Wang Xian's voice was slightly sharp, showing the inner fluctuations under his seemingly calm face.
Pei Sili nodded silently, admiring with interest how these formerly arrogant geniuses were struck.
It's him... Lin Qin looked at the new teacher standing in front with complicated eyes, wondering what he was thinking.
How did he do it? Isn't it really a mistake?
The honest boy Shi Hao opened his mouth slightly, wanting to say something.
But when he turned around and saw Luo Huaizhu's calm face, he swallowed his questioning words.
Neither Luo Huaizhu nor Pei Sili could joke about this kind of thing.
"you you……"
Mu Yaoyao's eyes widened with a confused expression. She didn't expect that her senior brother had something to hide from her.
At the same time, a sense of excitement surged out, like a dog smelling fresh gossip.
"I am sincere to my mother... I am sincere to my mother..." Zhao Xinghuo searched his guts and couldn't find any other sentence.
As for more star officials, in addition to being stunned and disbelieving, there was also a hint of enlightenment:
Suddenly I understood why Ji Ping'an was not present during the martial arts performance that day. Because people don’t need to see it at all.
what is this? Guaranteed victory?
But if you are more knowledgeable in astronomy, we will recognize it. How can you be so good at instructing others on tactics?
During these days, Ji Ping'an was not idle, but whether it was Mo Lin's martial arts performance or the conflict with the Beast Control Sect, he was in a semi-"invisible" state.
Only a few people know that he was involved.
Therefore, from the perspective of Wang Xian and other geniuses, the impression of Ji Ping'an still remains on the last time he investigated the case and killed the demon assassin.
To put it simply, identify with his mind.
But as a top genius in each academy, he has his own pride in his heart. Although he lost a hand, he doesn't feel that he is any worse than Ji Ping'an.
Especially in the field of spiritual practice, there is an absolute sense of pride.
But now, his classmates sitting in the same school building suddenly became the "teachers" of him and others, and it was revealed that he had secretly taught Luo Huaizhu, the most powerful person in the class.
The emotional impact was so great and complicated that it is difficult for outsiders to understand.
After the brief shock, many star officials inevitably felt doubtful and unconvinced.
After all, Luo Huaizhu himself is too talented. Maybe... Ji Ping'an just proposed an idea, and most of the credit goes to Luo Huaizhu himself?
Although we understand intellectually that if it were just like this, the governors would probably not directly announce the appointment, but as the saying goes, there will be no tears until the coffin is seen.
They are all young people, at the age where they are competing with each other. When I heard Ji Ping'an say, "If you don't understand anything, bring it to me"...
Suddenly, a star official stood up and said:
"I have a question."
It was as if he wanted to try out his new teaching skills.
Ji Ping'an saw the performance of a group of young people and found it interesting.
This is probably the joy of rebirth.
As people grow older, they tend to look back on the past, remember their youthful years, and imagine what they would have been like when they were young students in school if they could live over again... It seems a bit childish, but even the most powerful people can also dream.
Who says that people with high status must take everything lightly and can't yearn to return to their childhood and be popular among their peers?
But in this world, even a strong person in the Shenzang realm cannot escape death.
But Ji Ping'an is an exception.
So he said with a smile: "Say your wish... question."
The star official spoke immediately and revealed some of the troubles and crux of his practice.
Ji Ping'an almost didn't think about it after listening to it. He pointed out the key points in a few words and provided a practical and effective solution.
The star official was stunned for a moment, chewing on the answer given by Ji Ping'an, his eyes gradually brightened, and there was a vague sense of enlightenment.
"Sit down and think carefully. Who is next?"
"I, I'll do it!"
"Your problem is not what you said, you missed the point... Sit down, next one."
"I...I have a problem too."
"Well... you are quite typical. I believe many people here have had similar troubles. I have a little trick you can refer to..."
"I...teacher, I have a problem too!"
In Liangyi Hall, some star officials were still dissatisfied at first, but after Ji Ping'an gave a few answers, the atmosphere gradually changed.
Those who can sit here are all geniuses, so they understand everything at once. It is easy to tell that Ji Pingan's answer is to the point and very practical.
Suddenly, no matter how concerned about face, he excitedly asked for advice one after another.
"Well... I also have a problem." Suddenly, Wang Xian slowly raised his hand and said awkwardly.
Brush——Suddenly, the others looked at him with connotation in their eyes.
Wang Xian snorted coldly, thinking that Luo Huaizhu could ask for advice humbly, why should I insist on saving face?
At the door, Pei Sili watched Ji Ping'an being surrounded by a group of star officials, talking eloquently, and couldn't help but feel a little absent-minded and bitter.
On many of these issues, he actually has good ideas.
But Ji Ping'an's answer was clearer, simpler, and straight to the core than he thought.
There are still some things that he also needs to ponder over. As one of the few people who knew the identity of the young national master's successor, he couldn't help but admire and feel a little emotional.
It is indeed a wise saying that great teachers make great disciples.
…
…
At noon.
Huang He finished his studies and received the news when he returned from Four Seasons Pavilion:
Ji Pingan stayed at Liangyi Hall at noon, so there was no need for him to deliver food.
"Why are you staying there, young master?" Huang He was puzzled. Of course he didn't expect that Ji Ping'an was busy with guidance, so he thought it was Pei Sili who had arranged the matter.
As the Grand Prize approaches, it’s normal for there to be more things going on over there.
Putting this matter aside, he rolled the book under his arm and walked towards the dining hall while thinking about the newly acquired technique.
As soon as I arrived, I suddenly heard a familiar call: "Brother Jinyan."
Huang He pulled away from his thoughts, raised his head, and saw a young man wearing a light blue academic robe walking quickly among the crowd.
He was stunned for a moment, then showed a sincere smile: "Wen Jing, why are you free today?"
After saying this, he felt a little familiar.
Yes, it was the same scene last time the two met, even the order of greeting each other was the same.
It was just that at that time, I was still serving as Dr. Lu Ke, and I had just received Ji Ping'an who left with a manuscript full of the life of the national teacher.
Now, less than three months later, the other party is still the same scholar in the Hanlin Academy, but his life has undergone earth-shaking changes.
The status of the two was also reversed.
Thinking of this, he subconsciously puffed up his chest, calmly and confidently.
Yu Wenjing trotted over and wiped the sweat from his forehead. His eyes paused for a moment on the star official robe he was wearing and the spiritual scroll under his arm. He felt a little envious and said with a smile:
"How can I have free time? This is not just running errands to deliver some manuscripts."
Huang He asked curiously: "Is it still the Yuanqing ceremony?"
"Well, this time it's the biography of Liuli Bodhisattva. I asked for some documents from Li Jianhou before. After they were completed, they were sent over for review." Yu Wenjing explained.
That's it... Huang He listened and exchanged casual greetings, pulling the other person into a seat in the dining hall.
I ordered a pot of wine, a plate of snowflake mutton, and a few vegetables.
After Yu Wenjing complained about his hard work, he looked him up and down and sighed:
"I haven't seen you for two months, and it's like three autumns. I also heard about your fate in the Hanlin Academy. Things have turned around, and I'm very happy to congratulate you."
Huang He smiled sincerely:
"If you hadn't dragged me to send the manuscript in the past, I might still be working as a doctor today."
This is true. If the two parties had not met on that day, the manuscript might have been thrown away.
Huang He and Ji Pingan will not have much intersection, and there may not be a follow-up.
Life's encounters, looking back in hindsight, are full of coincidences.
Of course, the most important thing is to meet the young master to support him.
Yu Wenjing shook his head and smiled bitterly:
"What does it have to do with me? If you and I had changed places in the past, I would not have the courage to resign as a doctor and become a boy for others."
He raised his glass and took a sip, then changed the subject with a smile:
"So, I also signed up for the Literary Society this time. I want to be like you and give it a try."
"Wenhui?"
"Well, you should also know that the martial arts performance at Yunhuai Academy is to compare poems and articles with scholars from Shendu. The specific date and location have been decided, and it will be held at Wenxuan Building.
"At that time, the Hanlin Academy will be the main force. When I came out in the morning, I saw Lian Guoshou and Zeng Gong coming together. They should be discussing the matter with the bachelor of the academy."
Yu Wenjing said.
The national player of Lian is Lian Congyun. In addition to being a great chess player, he is also one of the great scholars in the city of God.
"Zeng Gong" was an elegant name, and he was no stranger to the person. He was the old man with white beard who was at the head of the judges' table in Qingxing Garden. Later, holding Ji Ping'an's scroll, he went out to announce the winner in person.
He is also a famous Confucian in the city of gods.
As for the Hanlin Academy, as a first-class noble place, it is a place that scholars dream of.
If you pick one of them at random, your knowledge will be extraordinary.
Therefore, the Hanlin Academy is the first to challenge this time in the capital city of God.
Yu Wenjing is just a commoner, so it stands to reason that it is not his turn, but poetry and writing are not closely related to age.
There are many young talents, but the old ones have a deeper understanding of life, and each has its own advantages and disadvantages.
Therefore, this time he mustered up the courage to sign up and will also participate in the cultural conference. If he can make a splash, it will be of great benefit to his future career.
Yu Wenjing said:
"Brother, if you are interested, you can come to Wenxuan Building to see the excitement. I can find a way to find a place for you..."
After saying this habitually, he shook his head and laughed at himself:
"I almost forgot that with Brother Huang's current status, there are ways to go if he wants to go."
Huang He thought:
With the young master's quiet personality, he may not be willing to join in the fun, but the city will be bustling by then, so it would be a good thing to take a walk to relax.
…
…
In the next few days, turmoil arose in the capital city again, and news about the cultural conference was abuzz.
It coincides with the beginning of summer, when willows are green, and it is also a suitable time for gatherings of scholars. Starting with the showdown between the Hanlin Academy and Yunhuai Academy, the scholars in the capital were shocked.
Many famous people also joined in the fun, called friends, and held cultural gatherings on the same day.
In a few days, it was only spread, and on that day there were thirteen cultural gatherings scheduled to be held in the city.
This is still famous, but the smaller ones are not included.
The scholars are gearing up to show off their magical powers, and the merchants in the city also seize the business opportunities and participate in the grand event, which makes it feel like a festival.
On this day, when Ji Ping'an finished his teaching in Liangyi Hall and walked into the dining hall, all he heard were discussions about this matter.
The star officials of each hospital and the supervisors who have not yet practiced cultivation were talking about it, and they were preparing to go together to watch the fun.
"Teach me." Lin Qin walked beside Ji Pingan and suddenly said, "Are you free that day?"
Ji Ping'an looked at her and shook his head with a smile. The female Sichen was greatly disappointed, but she didn't say anything. Stalking was not her style.
…
After meal.
When Ji Ping'an returned to Qinglian Xiaozhu, he saw an old girl in a lotus-leaf skirt, lying on his wicker chair, with a book covering her face imitating his.
The two short legs were stretched out, and the boots were shaking.
Ji Pingan said helplessly: "What are you doing again?"
Mu Yaoyao got excited and pulled the book off her face. Her cheeks were still bulging from what she was eating.
"Brother Dasi..."
She screamed indistinctly, stretched her neck, swallowed the fruit in her mouth, patted her chest and said:
"Wait for you."
"Wait for me?" Ji Ping'an walked over, pulled her out of his chair, and threw her aside:
"What are you waiting for me for?"
Mu Yaoyao raised her little face that was slightly baby-fat, with the bangs on her head covering her white forehead like a brush, and said:
"Everyone is going to go shopping at the cultural gathering tomorrow. Master will also go with us, so I came to call you."
"Not interested, I find it too noisy." Ji Pingan lay on the wicker chair and exhaled:
"The entire competition venue will be overcrowded by then. I'm afraid the princes, nobles, and well-connected literati from the capital of God will all come over. What's the point of pushing through? It's not about practicing."
Mu Yaoyao said:
"Not going to Wenxuan Building. I heard that the seats there have been booked long ago. It would be troublesome for us to go there. We have to find people from the Etiquette Department to make connections. Master said, let's go shopping and just relax during the festival. God's City will be rewarded. Even if it collapses too tightly, it’s not good either.”
Is it just shopping... Ji Ping'an looked hesitant, but Mu Yaoyao came over and pulled her arm and shook her for a while, which made her very annoyed.
I had no choice but to relent:
"Then... okay, call me then."
"Okay." Mu Yaoyao completed the task and ran away.
She is quite enthusiastic about this kind of eating, drinking, having fun and just watching the fun.
Ji Ping'an shook his head and laughed. At this time, his chest suddenly became hot, and a familiar vibration came. He took out the folded talisman and unfolded it.
The text slowly emerged:
[Yu: Tomorrow's literary meeting, Yunhuai Academy and Hanlin Academy will compete in the Wenxuan Building. Have you grabbed a seat? 】
Ji Ping'an was silent for a moment, then used a pointing pen and Lingsu instead of ink to write on the talisman:
【No】
After a few breaths, the talisman vibrated:
[Yu: Hahaha, I do! 】
Ji Ping'an: "..."
[Yu: Do you want to see it? This saint can find a place for you, as long as you help me answer some practice questions...]
[Ji: Not interested]
[Yu:...]
He folded the talisman paper, lay down leisurely, and picked up the book to cover his face. At this time, the sun set, the night rose, the stars lit up in the sky, and the bright moon hung high.
Above Ji Ping'an's head rose a starlight bridge that no one could see, penetrating the sky.
Like a giant sword thrust into the sky, it began to spit out starlight.
Get into the rhythm of practice as always.
…
same night.
Inside the post house.
The melodious sound of the piano floated out from the room. Painters and musicians from Mo Lin gathered around the courtyard, eating at the long table and chatting with each other.
"Normal College seems to be in a much better mood these past two days."
Zhong Tongjun put down his bowl and chopsticks to indicate that he had finished eating. Turning his head to look at the room, he couldn't help but say:
"Even the sound of the piano is cheerful."
Qu Chuchen wiped a pen carefully, hesitated for a moment, and whispered:
"It seems that since I came back from the Beast Control Sect that day, I have smiled more and even had two more bowls of rice at night."
They would not know that the reason why Gao Mingjing's mentality changed was just because he saw the Beast Control Sect being defeated.
It can be seen that, although on the surface he was polite and indifferent, it was really hard for him to be criticized by the Zhao brothers and sisters that day.
At this time, the piano sounded its last note.
The door opened, and Gao Mingjing, with fluttering sleeves, walked out, met the eyes of a group of disciples, and said with a smile:
"If anyone wants to join in the fun and watch the cultural event tomorrow, I'll allow you a day off."
The painters and musicians were cheering and cheering. They are all young people. Who doesn’t like to join in the fun?
Qu Chuchen and Zhong Tongjun looked at each other:
Sure enough, Teacher Gao was in a much better mood and even took the initiative to give everyone a holiday.
…
The courtyard in the south of the city is where the Beast Control Sect is based.
After nightfall, the disciples finished their training, collected their pet beasts as tokens, and went to eat and rest.
Elder Luan Yu, with bright features and tall chest, walked through the corridor and knocked on the door of a certain room.
After entering, they saw bright lights in the luxurious and noble house. Behind the white bead curtain, a dignified and majestic Qi Hongmian, dressed in Xia clothes, took off her shoes and sat on the couch to read.
The animal-shaped incense burner next to it emitted curls of green smoke.
Since returning from the martial arts performance that day, Qi Hongmian has been in a low mood and kept silent about what happened. Fortunately, after these days of adjustment, he has returned to normal.
But compared to the energy and energy she had when she arrived in the divine capital, she seems much lazier now.
"What's the matter?" Qi Hongmian asked lightly without raising his head.
Luan Yu lowered his head and replied: "Tomorrow there will be a cultural gathering in Huaiyuan. Some of the disciples would like to watch..."
Qi Hongmian sneered:
"The scholars in Huaiyuan are so stupid that even if they are performing martial arts, they should use all their strength. Instead of competing with swordsmanship, they prefer to compete with the imperial court in poetry and articles. Do they really think they are scholars?"
Luan Yu remained silent.
Immediately, Qi Hongmian breathed out and said:
"Let them go if they want to, but they are only allowed to go for half a day. The deer-crowing banquet is approaching, so don't delay your practice."
Luan Yu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I will obey the Lord's order."
After saying that, she paused for a moment, as if she suddenly remembered something, and said, "There is one more thing."
(End of chapter)
