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Chapter 55 Retire all (recommended ticket, monthly ticket)

"gone!"

"...Everyone is gone!"

Being watched by so many great Confucian teachers, the young man couldn't help but feel tense, but he said quickly:

"Everyone turned back when they heard that Mr. Chen Xiaoer was above the small building on the front street of 'Enke Street'."

All the great scholars were shocked.

Every year on the seventh day of the Chinese Valentine's Day, the blessing poetry meeting will be held on the square outside the 'Enke Building'.

Moreover, there are many cumbersome etiquettes in the poetry club.

Now that all the students have left, isn't this blessing poetry meeting going to be held?

"...It's just nonsense!"

A doctor of Guozijian, who was over seventy years old, took the case.

"The reason why my country's Zijian is different from some Xiao Xiaoxiao who betrayed the sages and ethics, and is willing to degenerate."

"It's because we follow ethics and etiquette."

The more the doctor spoke, the more excited he was, his wrinkled face was shaking, and it looked like it would fall off at any time, which was disgusting to see.

The self-reliant Xiaoxiao he mentioned naturally refers to the White Horse Academy.

"...This Chen Xiaoer just wrote a mere hundred sentences of incomplete poems, and he hasn't inherited the luck of Confucianism yet.
So disrespectful! "

"...It can be seen that he has already made a choice between us and White Horse Academy."

After speaking, the hall was extremely silent.

Whether it's Liu An who is the sacrificial wine, or the secretary, the Dian Bu, they are all dissatisfied with Chen Xiaoer's behavior.

Only the minister of the Ministry of Rites and a few dignitaries in the court watched their noses with their eyes, their mouths with their noses, and their hearts with their mouths.

A nonchalant attitude.

Although some of them practice Confucianism, the dispute over Confucianism has a long history.

It is meaningless to stand in line and talk at this time.

... If the trouble got out and got into the concubine's ears, if it was misunderstood, then the official luck might come to an end.

The official who didn't see the scene is the biggest, and he is only a second-rank servant. From the first-rank six ministers,

None showed up.

Doesn't that explain the problem?
I naturally intend to do my best for Confucianism, but I will not fight for my head and official position.

The situation is chaotic, who dares to stand in line?

"...Well, gentlemen, if there is nothing else, the students will leave first."

"I heard that in the small building at the entrance of Enke Street, Mr. Jian Cheng and Mr. Chen Xiaoer explained poetry to the students."

"Students are afraid that if they miss it, it will be too late."

I don't care about you old guns, young people, I just want to see my husband now.

Complete the poems and improve Confucianism and Taoism!

"...You said that Jiancheng is also there?" Hearing Chen Cheng's news, Liu An was the first to be unable to sit still.

An old face was full of excitement.

Seeing this, the others felt even weirder. For some reason, they always felt that Liu An was too kind to his disciples.

The young man was also taken aback by Master Jijiu's expression.

He nodded blankly, and said, "Well, all three of them are there."

"...all here!"

Liu An took a deep breath and said: "Everyone..." After speaking, he waved his hand, indicating that the young man could leave.

The young man didn't delay, and rushed forward.

Liu An took out a volume of poetry from his cuff, looked around, and said:
"No matter what Chen Xiaoer thinks."

"Whether to stand between the Imperial College and the White Horse Academy, we should not miss this opportunity."

"I have news. I heard that Murong Jie intends to use these poems to continue the path forward for Confucianism and Taoism."

"Once the White Horse Academy is allowed to continue the way forward for Confucianism and Taoism, it will be in the eyes of Confucianism cultivators all over the world."

"White Horse Academy must be the leader!"

Saying that, Liu An's eyes were deep, and he said in a deep voice: "Everyone understands what it means at that time."

Liu An held up the poem book and said: "...the value of these poems, don't I need to say more?"

The expressions of all the Confucian scholars couldn't help becoming serious.

what does this mean?
...This means that the entire Confucian school will be controlled by the one in the palace.

All the students in the world will also recognize her.

At that time, it was the real end of the Shengyang Dynasty.

Liu An took a deep breath, glanced at the crowd, turned around and strode out of the Enke Building.

He just wanted to see Chen Cheng as soon as possible!
Not for a moment, his heart will die.

Only when Chen Cheng was by his side could he feel that his heartbeat and body temperature were still there.

When we first met, Chen Cheng was still a seven-year-old girl, with one glance at Wannian, Liu An knew that he couldn't leave.

He has admired countless times... but never like that time, to the point where his heart is unstable!

So he volunteered to come to recommend himself.

Enlightenment for those he admires, but refuses to accept apprentices as teachers.

...Since the goal is to marry her, how can you accept the relationship between master and apprentice?

Painstakingly cultivated, cared for in every possible way, and controlled the relationship between teachers and friends,
Even pay a painful price!
……finally!
The young girl is graceful and graceful.

And whether it is knowledge or status, they have reached the point where they can match themselves.

Everything is worth it!
"I firmly believe that Xiao Cheng loves me."

Walking on the brightly lit street, Liu An's expression was determined, and his whole body was full of spiritual energy.

One by one, the students were pushed away unknowingly.

He rushed into the sea of ​​people alone.

"... Whoosh!"

A black shadow passed by from one side.

The second-hand dragon with a piece of cloth wrapped around its head blinked its shiny long eyes and hid behind a shelf.

He swallowed hard!
"...Damn it! This old guy is playing tricks, he is not a Confucianism cultivator, no, no, he is not human."

Saying that, Long Ya shook his head, and said again: "Is it a human, not a human, or a demon?"

"Human...monster?!" As he spoke, Erhuolong was taken aback for a moment, and said in a daze:

"Is there such a saying?"

"Forget it, don't worry about it, this old guy's rank is not low, at least rank six!"

"...I can't win!"

The Erhuolong only had three pointed claws, and pulled the barb on the forehead,

Then the eyeballs rolled around "gurgling".

"...It was agreed in advance. This is called a force majeure factor, and it's not because I didn't do it."

finished!Erhuolong rushed into the night.

Tonight was not peaceful, the original plan was for it to kill Liu An and then go home immediately.

But now the plan has changed, when the boss sees Liu An, he will naturally understand everything.

……

"Boom!"

"Dong dong!"

Brilliant fireworks rose into the sky one after another, and blessing lights like a meteor shower floated towards the sky with the wind.

Shine on the entire southern city!

Enke Street was full of voices.

…Countless students in white Confucian robes rushed over with scrolls in their hands.

During the action, the robes are loose and the hairbands are fluttering.

...The crowd surrounded the small building where Chen Xiaoer was staying.

dimly lit streets,
Magnificent palaces and palaces.

On the river around the city, boats with black awnings pass by, and on both sides of the river bank, there are bright lights;
the cries of street vendors;
The youthful aura of countless Confucian students is intertwined with the aura of fireworks.

Outline an unprecedented picturesque scene.

The atmosphere is unprecedentedly high at this moment!

upstairs,
Chen Xiaoer couldn't help being attracted by the shocking scene in front of him.

He said involuntarily in his mouth:

"The best 3A can't do this kind of effect, can it? The legend of the never-night wonders of the prosperous Tang Dynasty may be nothing more than that."

"What are you talking about?" Chen Fugui turned his head to look at the elder brother beside him, his face was slightly red.

Faced with such a grand occasion,

He also can't get depressed.

... Tsk!I hate healing!

Chen Xiaoer shook his head and said: "It's nothing." After finishing speaking, he looked at the second sister behind him and said:
"What should I do now? It seems that I can't leave."

Hearing this, Chen Cheng walked to the railing with his hands behind his back, looked at the street in the distance, and said calmly:

"If you can't go, you won't go.

...Where these thousands of students are, the poetry club should be there.The blessing poetry meeting is for the students. "

"It's not someone's show!"

Tsk!The second younger sister who has sublimated her Dao heart is a little rusty!Chen Xiaoer agreed with what Second Sister said.

This is like the Children's Day in the previous life.

...It is obviously a festival for children, but the school insists on holding some kind of party.

The result was all right, the headmaster went up and beeped and complained endlessly.But let the children watch him put on a show against the sun.

This section, but worth mentioning!
"...Dare to ask Mr. Xiao Er, if I, a poor student, deserve to be excluded, am I not worthy to enter the poetry club!"

Suddenly at this moment,

...In the crowd below, there was a deafening roar suddenly.

In the midst of this tumult of voices,

He forced his way out and rushed straight to Chen Xiaoer!

"……Um?"

Chen Xiaoer naturally heard it too, and couldn't help but look towards the source of the sound.

I saw in a group of white clothes,

A group of young men and women wearing washed white coarse linen clothes and costumes of different colors.

Hand in hand, hug together.

No matter how other people push and push, they are always tightly together.

Everyone holds a book of poetry in their hands!
This group of people was mixed among a group of white-clothed Confucian robes, which looked very abrupt.

Especially in such a picture-perfect scene with color lines,

Their appearance is awkward no matter how you look at it.

The general obsessive-compulsive disorder will probably go crazy on the spot.

Uncomfortable!

... Tsk!Don't ask me.

It's not the poetry club I organized, and I'm not the person in charge, so why ask me?
... Chen Xiaoer was speechless in his heart.

Damn, if this goes on like this, even if I didn't join the Confucianism Sect, I would have joined the Confucianism Sect... Fuck!

This is kidnapping!It's a crime!I want to appeal... ah!

The sudden roar made the surrounding noise stagnate, and then the whole street was in an uproar.

A group of white clothes couldn't stand it anymore.

"……presumptuous!"

"It's a disgrace to the gentlemen to be so rude to the gentleman!"

"Ashamed to be a scholar..."

All of a sudden, this group of poorly dressed students who claimed to be poor came under attack.

Even if they were unyielding in their hearts, they couldn't help but look pale at this moment.

Under the oppression of everyone, the green energy around him became smaller and weaker, and his heart was about to collapse!

"Now you know that what Guozijian said about 'Confucianism is the world's Confucianism' is empty talk."

"...Second Sister."

Chen Fugui lowered his eyes, looking at the shabby students below who were attacked by groups, his expression became more and more melancholy.

"...From the beginning to the end, the Guozijian pays attention to the same line."

"The reason why White Horse Academy was able to grow to the point of confronting the profound Guozijian in such a short period of time is because of these poor students."

"Prayer poetry meeting on Qixi Festival?"

"...It is said that on this day, there is no identity, circle, or class distinction."

"But look, Enke Street, which can accommodate tens of thousands of people, except for those wearing expensive white robes,"

"How many other clothes are there?"

Chen Fugui skimmed across the quarrelsome white-clothed river,

One refers to a group of young people standing with swords in their hands, resting with knives on their pillows, or drinking wine with jugs on the houses in the distance.

"...they are the sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes from Dongcheng and Beicheng."

Then he pointed to the river around the city,
The rich young masters and young ladies on the luxurious treasure ships said:

"That's the son of a merchant family in Xicheng."

"They each have their own circles, and what identity fits into what group."

"...Master once said that the essence of Confucianism is to educate the world."

"Today when Confucianism and Taoism are cut off,

... The only value of our Confucianism is the country and the country.Be generous for the dynasty and do your best for the people. "

As he spoke, Chen Fugui shook his head slightly and sighed:

"But now, Confucianism is divided internally, fighting endlessly. How can we talk about enlightening the world?"

"... As the saying goes, when people are united, Mount Tai can be moved. When the people are united, a prosperous world can be created."

"So, the unification of Confucianism is imperative!"

"……enough!"

At this time, Chen Cheng suddenly let out a low drink, interrupting Chen Fugui's words.

Turning around and looking at his younger brother Chen Fugui with a flushed face, he said in a low voice:
"It cannot be denied that what Murong Jie said makes sense."

"...I admit that Guozijian did go wrong in the past. But this is not the demon concubine taking power to harm the country."

"The reason for disregarding ethics!"

"...there is heaven and earth first, just as there are monarchs and ministers first, and then there is a dynasty."

"If you don't care about human relations, how can you talk about enlightening the world!"

"Confucianism is bound to unify!"

"...But it's not your White Horse Academy!"

"Unbelievably pedantic!" Chen Fugui was also angry, panting heavily, and glared at the second sister angrily.

I go!The painting style has changed again!Chen Xiaoer's head hurts.

Seeing that the two were about to argue again, Chen Xiaoer took a deep breath, and said in a low voice:
"……All right!"

With a low drink, the siblings hummed to each other and turned their heads away.

"Let's solve the problem at hand."

Hearing this, the siblings looked ugly, but they couldn't speak a word.

Tsk, headache!Chen Xiaoer rubbed his head.

Seeing a large number of underprivileged students coming from afar,
Looking at the scene of attacking the white clothes, he looked at the two people beside him with disgust, and said:
"Stay back..."

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