Eastern Region, Academy.
According to regulations, whenever there is an important event to be called upon, either the academy gentlemen must be ordered to lead the team, or the bell must be rung. This kind of bell is not rung on weekdays. Normally, there is something called a "palm clock". As long as you inject a little energy, it will time the time, and it will sound gently when the time is up. If you continue to inject strength, you can keep ringing the bell in your palm. But to summon everyone, you have to ring the academy bell.
Regarding the two methods of convening. The former is mostly used during emergencies, to mobilize forces to the direction that should be dealt with as quickly as possible, but this may not be enough; the latter is mostly used to announce important events in daily life, and can call all the people in the academy, but the gathering place is Under the bell tower, and the urgency is relatively low, it is difficult to mobilize power as soon as possible.
So is there any way to gather all employees and mobilize them as soon as possible? You can inject power into the big bell and then ring it. Compared with the usual physical force of ringing the bell, the big bell can transform one kind of power into multiple powers to spread. Anyone who hears the big bell will have the relevant power in the body resonate, so that they can ring the bell as quickly as possible. Efficiency enters emergency mode.
To see the deceased off, there is no need to make too much noise to disturb the deceased. Just ring the bell gently so that everyone can hear it.
The two wine ministers walked side by side to the bell tower next to Xuangui Pavilion.
"What were you looking at when you opened the white cloth just now?" Kuang Jijiu was a little concerned about the quarrel just now.
"I'm looking at something." Mo Jijiu replied calmly.
"Have you discovered it again?" Kuang Jijiu didn't intend to be fooled.
"Some very interesting things." Mo Jijiu continued to fool around.
"So, did you guess who did what happened that night?" Kuang Jijiu asked.
"That's what it means, but as you said, it's just a guess." Perhaps because he had misunderstood Chun Da Jijiu, Mo Jijiu was not as straightforward as before.
"Who? Could it be Mr. Yin? I thought you were going to fight." There was a hint of ridicule in Kuang Jijiu's words.
"I'm overthinking it, but it's not Mr. Yin." Mo Jijiu was uncharacteristically irritable and calm.
"Oh?" At this time, Kuang Jijiu felt that he was about to guess the answer.
"Is it Mr. Ba, or..." Mo Jijiu paused deliberately.
"Who is it?" Besides Mr. Ba, there is another person who is suspected? And it’s not Mr. Yin? Kuang Jijiu is really getting more and more curious.
Mo Jijiu hesitated for a while, looked around and found that there was no one nearby, and finally said the answer:
"Chunda offers wine!"
…
On the west avenue of the academy, students dressed in plain clothes stood on both sides of the avenue, lowering their heads to pay their respects to the soul on the carriage on the avenue.
At this time, the sky seemed to feel the oppression of the ground, and it began to rain.
After sending Lingshu out of the academy, the great priest walked in the front, offering wine and wine, with Mr. Academy in the middle, and all the students followed in large numbers.
Mr. Ba’s disciples burst into tears, and their tears mixed with rainwater wetted their mourning clothes. But the people of the past are gone and will never return.
As one of the few close friends of Mr. Ba, Mr. Yin took the initiative to find the treasure land for him and took the lead in loosening the soil. Mr. Ba's disciples also came to the ground to help with tears in their eyes.
It didn't take many people to loosen the soil. After Lingshu was buried, everyone bowed their heads again in mourning.
The rain also got really heavy, as if it wanted to wash away all the injustice and injustice.
Not all the students under Mr. Ba were led back to the palace. The palace had to maintain normal operations, so there were not many people left. Mr. Ba's disciples must observe filial piety, Mr. Yin will accompany them as a close friend, and Chun Dajijiu and the two Jijijiu will take care of their former colleagues as superiors.
Kuang Jijiu quietly raised his head and looked up. It was raining heavily at this time, and some raindrops splashed into his eyes, which made him feel a little uncomfortable. I blinked a few times and looked again, everything was hazy, even the back of Chun Dajiu, who was not far in front of me, seemed to be within reach, but in reality, I didn't feel it was real.
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Eastern Region, Southeast Taoist Temple.
"Junior brother, go and help put the clothes in, it's raining heavily!" the senior brother who was forced to take charge of the house commanded.
"Here you go!" Yin Yi responded and rushed into the rain.
We usually put up a few racks to dry our clothes together, but it was raining so hard that it was too late to collect them one by one. Although the other senior brothers seem to be lazy and lazy on weekdays, they are all busy under the command of the senior brother.
With no choice, Yin Yi had to move the entire big shelf and find a relatively empty house to stuff it in. After a few back and forths, the transfer was considered successful before the rain got heavier.
The rain became heavier. Fortunately, the senior brother had strong command and arranged some things in an orderly manner. I don't know if it's because he's used to it, but Yin Yi feels a little sorry for his senior brother.
"Hey, who put all the clothes and racks to dry in the dining room? Is there a mistake?" A senior brother shouted loudly.
"I'm sorry, senior brother. The situation is urgent, and junior brother has no choice but to take this last resort." Yin Yi spread his hands and said there was nothing he could do.
"It's my junior brother." The senior brother immediately whispered softly, fearing to scare him, "It's okay, it's okay. Is the situation urgent? I understand."
But, speaking softly has different targets. No, this senior brother is here again:
"Hey! People who are alive! Please collect your clothes! They are all piled up here! How can we prepare dinner! Is there any mistake? If you don't come here, I will throw them away!"
"Senior brother, I'll take mine first."
"Hey, little junior brother, slow down and don't stumble."
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Eastern region, Sophora Valley.
The old man in linen robe felt the wind and rain through the water curtain flowing down from the pavilion, and looked towards the east. For a long time, he murmured:
"It's like this, can't we close the net?"
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In the Eastern Region, deep inside the Academy.
The old fisherman was caught in the pouring rain and squinted his eyes. He saw that the only fish in the pond, the black fish, began to slowly approach him. It's so close that if the old man pounces on it, the fish may not be able to escape.
However, the old man still made no move and waited quietly.
