Royal Master Painter

Chapter 87
The Great Examination of the Wenfu is a grand event for the declaration of the country, but this time it caused an extra commotion in the entire Yuling Continent.

Duke Changli, the third generation lord of the Wenfu, the only person who is proficient in the three subjects of the Wenfu since the founding of the Wenfu, the leader in the world of enlightenment, and the unrivaled figure standing at the top of the Yuling Continent.

Half of the river is written, and the inkstone is dyed black in the waterlogged pond.If you win a hundred parents, you will win dragons and phoenixes.This is the legend that Duke Changli left to this continent.

The news that the Changli Guild selected the leader of the Wenfu University Examination as a direct disciple did not know where it came from, and it was impossible to determine whether it was credible, but even if it was a rumor, someone came from a long distance, even if it was a one-in-ten-thousandth possibility. Learn to put in all the effort.

In the clouds somewhere in Yunzhou, two yellow lions walking on the clouds, passing by the foot of thousands of mountains.

There are two monks, one old and one young, sitting on the yellow lion. The older monks don’t know how old they are. It's also very simple, just wearing a moon-white monk's robe, with a string of Buddhist beads hanging around his neck.

"Master Yulin, it's not appropriate that we are monks to take part in the Wenfu exam," the little monk asked shyly.

"It's nothing inappropriate. Although there are sect views among the eight prefectures, there are also mutual contacts, and it is not uncommon to send disciples to each other.

For example, the second-generation head of the Wen Mansion claims that the six dharmas of gods and Buddhas are complete, which is the way we obtained in our Sumeru Mansion.

Therefore, Wenfu owes us favors, little uncle Shenxiu, you can take the exam with confidence, as long as you can win the first place, Duke Changli, even if you don’t want to accept it.”

The old Yulin monk actually called this young monk his uncle.

"Is this not a repayment of kindness?"

"Repay kindness with kindness, achieve wisdom, destroy ignorance, and achieve solemn Bodhi. Changli Gong is a master in the world, you don't have to worry about it," Yulin enlightened.

Yulin's eyes were shrewd. Of course, he knew that Shenxiu could not inherit the position of the master of Wenfu, but if he could enter Changli Gong's family, the relationship between Wenfu and Xumifu would be further improved, not to mention the secret method of Wenfu. Fang snooped, now is the best time.

In the mountains and fields, a white deer is pulling a simple but noble car. The car is made of mulberry roots and has a yellowish overall appearance. The white deer is also tied with a luan bell.

The white deer walked on the wind, crossing the mountains and ridges as if walking on flat ground, and at the same time, a clear and crisp Luan bell rang through the mountains and fields.

There are two people in the car with E crowns and bo belts. The middle-aged wears beam crowns and wide belts, especially the wide sleeves.At this moment, he was sitting in the car holding a book, without any expression on his face, and there was nothing or anyone that could move him.

Another young man was wearing a black and white t-shirt, which is the regular uniform of the Xihe Confucian Mansion, sitting and kneeling beside him, with a respectful attitude.

From the time he left Xihe, he didn't say a word in his middle age, just flipping through pages of books that others had already memorized by heart.

"Mr. Tinglin, in the past Wenfu invited us to watch the examination ceremony, it was just a formality, why did you come here in person this time?"

Only young people know best how high the prestige of the word Tinglin is in Xihe, and only such people are worthy of riding a jade chariot driven by the Confucian Mansion.

Having arrived near Qingdu, Mr. Ting Lin closed the book that had been tattered and put it in his sleeves, and smoothed some creases on some sleeves before answering.

"Yunqing, you are the pride of the Meng family, tell me about it"

"Students speculate that you came here because Xuanguo is not peaceful now, several Taishi Ling from the Confucian Mansion died suddenly, and someone from my Meng family died in Qingdu again.

I heard from the elders in the clan that the eight prefectures are undercurrents or that there will be a great chaos. Some people want to take advantage of the chaos to shake my position in Xihe. The reason for asking you to come here is to let everyone realize that "the eight prefectures in the world, Confucianism is the first." 'The reality'

"As a Confucian student, one is close to intrigue and cunning, but far away from arrogance. A gentleman should not be arrogant or impetuous!"

"Sir, should I take part in the Wenfu Exam?" Meng Yunqing asked.

"A gentleman's education is to learn the principles of enlightenment and the art of saving the world. It's just poetry, calligraphy and painting. What's the benefit of the so-called carving of insects and seals?"

Hearing the reprimand in Mr. Ting Lin's words, Meng Yunqing hurriedly stood up and bowed respectfully.

"Teachable"

On a lone peak outside Qingdu, all the ferocious beasts felt a domineering aura and all fell to the ground.

A skinny man with mouse whiskers who looked like an old farmer put his hands in his sleeves, sat down and stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the magnificent Qingdu city from afar.

"Lord Lei, do you want me to take the Wenfu Examination? As long as I become the leader, Changli Duke will accept me as a direct disciple even if it's because of your face. In the future, you will help me to run the Wenfu smoothly. I am the only person in the entire Yuling Continent who is both the master of the Mansion and the Mansion!"

A black-faced boy became more and more excited as he spoke, and couldn't help but waved his fist when he got excited.

"Damn Ge, are you dreaming? You want to be the leader just like you?" The skinny old man opened his mouth and cursed.

"Who do you think Wei Changli is, and give me face?"

"You fucking want to be the head of the two palaces?"

"It's your turn to be the head of the Wu family?"

Every time the old man asked a question, a slap fell on the back of the boy's mind.

"Then why did you bring me here?" the boy asked aggrievedly.

"It's because I always go to Qing Dynasty to find Wei Changli, and I will take you out to see the world by the way, so I don't know the heights of the sky and the earth every day!"

"Lord Lei, Lord Changli's name is famous in the Yuling Continent. I heard about him and my ears are covered with calluses. What kind of person do you think he is?"

Master Lei scratched his hair, which was not much at all, and wanted to pick out a few words from the few words in his mind to put on Wei Changli, but none of them seemed suitable.

"Wei Changli is the one with the weirdest personality among the three generation masters of the Wen Mansion, how to evaluate him is also a big problem.

Don't look at those hypocrites in Xihe who have read a lot of books, they can't come to a conclusion.But from my point of view, it is very simple to evaluate Wei Changli, an old boy, sometimes he is sick, sometimes he is not sick! "

The black tiger jumped down from the top of the mountain, and after the group left, the beasts in the mountain began to scatter and flee in panic.

The news that the head of the Wenfu Palace will select the leader from the Wenfu Grand Examination to be his direct disciple spreads throughout Xuanguochuan, and scribes who boast of some talent in calligraphy and painting began to gather in the direction of Qingdu.

Wen Gong Liuxia, the two teachers of the Wen Mansion are the top powerhouses in the Xuan Kingdom, there are few things in the world that can make such people feel embarrassed, but now Lu Kuyin and Yang Xiangru are both worried.

"Old Wei, why didn't you discuss this with us when the news got out?" Lu Kuyin was a bit reproachful in his words.

"The direct disciples of the masters of the Eight Houses have a special status. If someone maliciously disturbs the situation, it will surely plant the root of disaster and make the Wen Mansion turbulent."

"Is it so serious? I just said it casually as a joke at the time, who knew they took it seriously?" Wei Changli scratched his head and smiled a little embarrassedly.

"Are you kidding me? You are the master of Wenfu, you can say anything, and you don't even have a gatekeeper?"

"If someone else really wins the leader, I'll recruit another apprentice at worst. If it doesn't work, we'll just let it go. I won't admit it!"

Yang Xiangru's temper was a bit grumpy, seeing Wei Changli's swearing and sloppy appearance, he didn't have any consciousness of being the mansion master at all, so he grabbed him by the collar directly.

"Wei Changli, you usually mess around when you mess around, now you have to be more serious."

"Lao Yang, Brother Yang, let go, let go, I'm sorry I was wrong..."

"What do you say!" Yang Xiangru's angry roar echoed constantly under Liu Xia, Wen Gong.

"How about I go out and hide?"

"Wei Changli of the Thieves"

One is the master of Wenfu, the other is the teacher of Wenfu, the sound of the two people's quarrel spread throughout Wenfu.

The students from the lower dormitory of the Wenfu don't know why, but those students from the upper dormitory who have been in the office for many years have long been used to it. Some even bet on winning or losing. Although these people hold paintbrushes in their hands, their ears have already floated to the side of Yujing Lake.

(End of this chapter)