"What big baby?"
Lin Yi looked at Deng Tai'a with great interest. With the experience of Yuanshen Najie, he would not easily believe this bad old man.
He is very bad!
"You will know when the time comes!" Tai'a Deng said.
"That's it!"
Lin Yi looked at Mrs. Deng with a half-smile.
Perhaps feeling that this was not appropriate, Mrs. Deng laughed sarcastically and said, "I will make you a heaven-level cultural treasure, the Saint Ruler... that can be used in the spiritual realm!"
"Sage Ruler?"
Lin Yi frowned, he already had this thing.
"Yes, this will be the greatest work of the old man's life, and it will also be the work of painstaking efforts..."
Before Deng Tai'a finished speaking, he saw Lin Yi extending his hand, and a ruler glowing with golden light condensed in his palm.
The ruler is seven inches and four points, but it is not an entity, but more like a product of the condensation of laws.
Deng Tai'a's pupils shrank suddenly, staring at the saint's ruler in Lin Yi's hand, shaking his head absently: "Impossible...impossible!"
"Old Minister?" Lin Yi asked with a frown.
"Where did your Royal Highness come from?" Deng Tai'a asked tremblingly.
"Given by the saint!" Lin Yidao
"Which saint?" Deng Tai'a breathed rapidly.
Lin Yi shook his head and said: "The saint with the saint's book in his left hand and the saint's ruler in his right hand..."
"impossible!"
Just as Deng Tai'a was about to express his opinion, he suddenly covered his mouth and stared at Lin Yi in horror.
It was as if he had seen a ghost.
"Old Minister?"
Lin Yi was shocked when he saw Deng Tai'a seeing a ghost.
Is there anything dirty on you?
Deng Tai'a's body trembled, and he came back to his senses and said: "It's okay, it's okay... This big treasure, wait until the old man has refined it, and then tell His Highness the Crown Prince."
"But in Taishan Academy, His Royal Highness has to leave a place for the old man. The old man can forge that cultural treasure in Taishan Academy..."
Lin also saw that Deng Tai'a didn't seem to be joking. He even felt that Deng Tai'a had understood some secret.
Lin Yi thought that it was a good thing for a third-grade boss to stay in Taishan Academy.
It seems that the visions of heaven and earth brought about by "The Book of Changes" and "The Art of War" can still seduce some people.
Moreover, Deng Tai'a's background is also clean, so he is a worthy candidate and can increase the foundation of Taishan Academy.
I just wonder if those readers would feel itchy?
In short, Sage Wuwei had set up Taishan Academy for him, and what he had to do now was to realize the vision he had promised in front of Sage Wuwei.
Only in this way can we live up to the sage Wuwei.
So after careful consideration, Lin Yi nodded and said: "Okay, sure!"
Deng Tai'a said happily: "The old man will go to the Confucian Academy first. There is no need for His Highness to lead the way. The old man is familiar with it!"
He had visited it last time and knew where the Confucian Academy was. He was very familiar with it.
After saying that, he left the square in a flash and went directly to the Confucian Academy without even saying hello to Lin Yi.
"..."
Lin Yi froze for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile.
He found that these old-timers really looked like urchins when they reached a certain age.
Maybe it’s because you have an open mind and don’t stick to trivial matters.
Do whatever you want, follow your heart.
But at this moment.
Lin Yi was stunned for a moment and chuckled: "After all, I didn't expect that this old friend would come over..."
He then used the formation of Taishan Academy to lock Zhong Zizheng at the foot of the academy with his spiritual consciousness, and said through a message: "Brother Zizheng!"
In the past, Zhong Zizheng always liked to make friends with poems and call him Xiaoyou.
Nowadays, apart from the fact that the identity of the two people cannot be based on their strength, other aspects are completely fine.
There is nothing wrong with calling him 'Brother Zizheng'.
At the foot of the mountain, Zhong Zizheng was slightly moved when he heard this title for the first time. He checked that there were no outsiders around, and quickly climbed the mountain.
It seemed as if he was afraid of being seen by an acquaintance.
soon.
Zhong Zi was stepping onto the academy square. As soon as he appeared, he covered his face with his sleeves and robe, looked around secretly, and said in a low voice: "Little friend Lin Yi, is there anyone else?"
Lin Yi smiled and said: "There is no one else, how can Brother Zizheng cover his face? Why can't he be invisible?"
Zhong Zizheng whispered: "Little friend Lin Yi, after all, I am also the Holy Son of the Holy Court. If someone sees me... it will have a bad impact!"
Lin Yi instantly understood at this moment that Zhong Zi came here secretly and... wanted to save face.
"Don't worry, no one you know will see it!"
Lin Yi comforted him. He was standing in the academy square. Under normal circumstances, no one would come to disturb him.
Unless it's something important.
"That's good!"
Zhong Zizheng then put down his sleeves and looked at Lin Yihou, with a bit of sadness in his expression, and said, "Young friend Lin Yi is not loyal!"
Lin Yi knew what he wanted to say and said, "Brother Zizheng said this. When we were in Nanxiang Mansion last year, didn't I present a poem to you?"
"Did you give that to me?"
At this time, Zhong Zizheng did not have the airs of the Holy Son of the Holy Court, and said: "You are giving it to... to Fang Qingxue!"
"???"
Lin Yi looked at Zhong Zizheng in astonishment and said, "Brother Zizheng, what are you talking nonsense about? This is for you!"
Then Lin Yi seemed to realize something and said in surprise: "You won't...give it to her?"
"When you gave me a poem like that, didn't you just want me to hand it over?" Zhong Zizheng said seriously.
rough!
Lin Yi couldn't help but complain. Could this cause some misunderstanding?
But now it's too late to say anything. Does Fang Qingxue think she is interested in her?
Zhong Zizheng said with a faint smile at this time: "Little friend Lin Yi, do I help you? So you can't just dismiss me when I come here today, right?"
Lin Yidao: "What does Brother Zizheng want?"
What Zhong Zizheng was waiting for was Lin Yi's words. He said seriously: "I have no other ideas. I just want to stay in your Taishan Academy for a while. I can study and practice on weekdays. In my free time, I can see the scenery of Mount Tai's clouds and sea, and recite poems!"
Lin Yi didn't know what Zhong Zizheng was thinking.
Studying and practicing?
What you read are articles on state governance, and what you practice must be the way of a saint!
"Taishan Academy has rules. Non-disciples of Taishan Academy are not allowed to pry into it. Even I can't help it!"
Of course, Lin Yi couldn't let Zhong Zizheng have sex for nothing, so... it doesn't matter if there are one or two more Holy Sons from the Holy Court.
It is great to be tolerant.
"this……"
Zhong Zizheng hesitated, seeming to be struggling fiercely in his heart, and finally said helplessly: "Let's hire a deputy dean over there! Of course... I don't want to make it public, little friend, I will quietly find a place to study and practice!"
The reason why Zhong Zizheng suggested the vice-president was because from this position, he could almost have access to the core heritage of Taishan Academy.
"Brother Zizheng has a really big appetite, but... that's okay!" Lin Yi nodded in agreement.
The higher the level of cultivation, the more feedback rewards he will receive by studying the "Book of Changes", and Zhong Zizheng will also be labeled as Taishan Academy.
As for the identity of the Holy Son of the Holy Academy... just treat it as a successful graduation and start taking the postgraduate entrance examination at Taishan Academy!
"Hurry up and make arrangements. The poems and poems about Zhenguo last night were quite good." Zhong Zizheng had a very clear goal and asked for it.
"Okay...but wait a minute, a senior is here!"
Lin Yi's expression suddenly became surprised, and then the corners of his mouth raised in an arc.
Zhong Zizheng was stunned for a moment: "Senior? Who?"
