Those years when I hunted demons in Dali Temple

Chapter 128 Guozijian
Guozijian is located in Xiuzhengfang in the southeast of the city.

Go past Anlefang and go around a few squares.

Wang Xuanzhi relied on his face and the badge on his waist.

It is easy for them to enter the Imperial College.

Several people in the Guozijian seemed to be in a no-man's land.

For Zhou Zhuyun's sake, they changed back to normal clothes.

It was time for classes in the Imperial College.

Go to a winding corridor.

When passing by the Qingzhu Residence of Guozijian, the morale of the students inside was high. "The way of university lies in Mingmingde, in being close to the people, and in reaching the ultimate good." Shaking his head and reciting "University", it is a picture of vitality.

When I walked through Aoshuang Residence again, I recited a passage from "The Doctrine of the Mean".

"Self-sincerity and clarity are called nature; self-clarity and sincerity are called teaching. Sincerity leads to clarity, and clarity leads to sincerity."

The sound of reading aloud, interweaving and blending, the sound enters the ears.

"I, A Weng, said that everyone's learning status and progress are different, so they combined their comprehensive abilities, and thus opened so many classes, and the learning is different."

Isn't it.

In this spring day, it really fits the occasion to hear about such a fair lady.

Daoyi felt that Zhou Jijiu was almost similar to her master.

Look at what she learned from her senior brother, it cannot be said to be similar, it is completely irrelevant.

"It's just where Jijiu lives this week. We've walked around the entire Imperial College, and we haven't seen a single shadow." Daoyi pointed to the distance, and after class, he looked at their students from a distance. , "If we can't find anyone, we will be exposed."

Zhou Zhuyun's pretty face turned pale, "It's just ahead."

At the same time, doubts arose in her heart. They clearly only walked a straight path in the Imperial College, so why did they walk all over the Imperial College?

"Pfft."

Chen Yizhi couldn't help laughing, "I said, when can you pay attention to the scenery on both sides of the road, know the way, this is clearly just a long corridor, although it is a little bent and a little longer. "

"But it's just a long corridor in the Guozijian." Seeing Dao puffed up, Chen Yizhi spread his hands innocently, and someone exposed his ignorance, as if he had killed his whole family.

There was a smile on the corner of Wang Xuanzhi's mouth, "Zhou Jijiu is in the Xiuliyuan in front."

Daoyi took a deep breath, she is a good Taoist, she can't make troubles, fights, quarrels in the academy, it will damage her status as an expert, but a Taoist who doesn't know the way, ordinary people listen to her and trust her It will be a little less.

Zhou Zhuyun's face also recovered a trace of blood.

It turned out that he didn't know the way, and it wasn't that he was dissatisfied with sending her to the Imperial College.

But Taoists who don't know the way are really interesting.

If Dao Yi knew what she was thinking, maybe he would not be so angry.

Zhou Zhuyun pursed her lips and smiled slightly.

But looking at Xiuliyuan which is close at hand, that little smile disappeared in an instant.

Standing outside the courtyard of Xiuli Mausoleum.

She reached out tremblingly, and pushed open the gate made of fence.

The legs seemed to be filled with molten iron, and they couldn't move a little bit.

"If junior sister doesn't go in, there will be students from far away looking for Mr. Chen Yizhi kindly reminded that there are several students in snowy sackcloth walking in the distance, as if it snowed again in spring, catching a few people's eyes .

It hurt Zhou Zhuyun's eyes deeply.

She took a sharp breath and stepped into the repair yard.

Following her were only Wang Xuanzhi and Dao Yi.

Before entering the door, Wang Xuanzhi handed the waist badge to him, "You can handle the things outside the door as you see."

Chen Yizhi nodded excitedly, "Don't worry, nothing serious will happen."

Before he set off, he had already taken his beloved silver gun, stood outside the repair yard, staring at the students who approached in twos and threes, he had a smell all over his body, if he wanted to enter the repair yard, he had to walk over my dead body breath.

There is an arrogance in the student body.

Chen Yizhi thought, if those pedantic bones can withstand his silver gun, there is also a hidden thought in his heart, that is, in the Imperial College where Zhou Jijiu, who has been hated since childhood, is a good shot. field.

It might be possible today.

Can you not be excited?

There are legitimate reasons for fighting, and there is no need for training.

He stroked the silver gun, with flames in his eyes.

The flames are full of Come and hit me.

Chen Yizhi's provocative attitude made the student he found a little uncertain.

Not everyone knows him, and not everyone doesn't know him.

Some of the students recognized him.

Don't care about that outstanding face, just look at his kung fu, which makes the student who has little body feel retreat.

They have a tough body, and when they score points, they have no grievances or enmity at this time, and they have unnecessary disputes with others just to get in the door.

Those who can enter the Imperial Academy are from powerful families.

Some people are well educated and some people are poorly educated.

Some have good reputations and some have bad reputations.

But under the reputation of the predecessors Chang'an's three tyrants-Xiamen, their ability to make troubles is not enough.

Last year, the Chen family was rehabilitated.

The sage didn't say the specific reason, but he looked at those who rewarded batch after batch.

Dalang of the Wang family favored Princess Fushou, and the princess did not blame the saint for losing her, and she continued to enter the palace with rewards.

No matter how powerful their family is, how can they be compared with those in the eyes of saints?
It must not be possible.

"Bad and handsome, it's really you." Zhou Shijie finally walked out after holding back for a long time.

His family is also a relative who has gone around all over the place, and accidentally claimed that he knew Wang Xuanzhi and Chen Yizhi, so he went through such a back door and entered the Imperial College, working as a small follower for a few students.

At this moment, he was pushed out by them, and asked him to ask the people who graduated many years earlier, what they came to the Imperial College for, could it be that they did something with the sacrificial wine, and let the government find out.

Could it be that today they can see that Mr. was beaten in public, that would be so happy.

The students began to feel restless after thinking this way.

The corners of Chen Yizhi's mouth twitched violently. He actually saw the same look in the eyes of these students as he did back then. It seems that the position of Mr. is really respected, feared and hated, no matter how many generations have passed. in this way.

However, nothing malicious.

I just want to see my husband being unlucky, and then have a good time.

"Why are you?" Chen Yizhi immediately became dissatisfied with this group of people. The gentleman is there to respect them. Why do these people only want to watch the theater and completely put their thoughts aside for nine days.

Zhou Shiji faltered.

Seeing him being so coy, no one behind him pushed him away without a trace, "Bad handsome, the thing is like this, Mr. Zhou is in the museum on weekdays, and he hasn't done anything illegal. There may be some misunderstanding in Dali Temple." ?”

"Hmph." It was almost the same, Chen Yizhi was satisfied, and he asked in a good mood, "Which family are you from? I think you are fine."

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(End of this chapter)