The national teacher does not practice

Chapter 11 Love Story 600 Years Late
After lunch, when the supervisors passed by the dormitory where the "teachers" were, they were surprised to find that there was something wrong with the atmosphere inside.

Unlike the eager chatter in the past, everyone seemed a little dull.

At first, everyone just wanted to get a glimpse of the gossip of the big man, but they didn't expect that a thin biography could be broken into chapters, and they suddenly felt a sense of frustration.

What happened that night is destined to become a mystery in the entire practice world for future generations to explore.

But compared to the unresolved relationship between Li Yang and Hua Yang, this detail seems to be irrelevant.

"Huang He, wait and send the list to the Chens, together?" Dr. Zhao leaned over and said.

list?Huang He was startled for a moment before he remembered what was going on.

To put it simply, Sichens correspond to the "inner disciples" in the sect, and have a higher status, especially since most of their time will be spent on cultivation in the future, and they need someone to serve them in daily life.

Similar to the book boy next to the young master, and the maid next to the young lady, they are called "boys".

Of course, the boy of a practitioner is much better than a servant, like the boy of the Marquis of the prison, or the boy of the secretary, and it is a popular position that many people are vying for.

After all, if the seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister can become a boy under the seat of the great monk, there will be many benefits, but such vacancies are too few after all.

Therefore, the Sichens with greater potential became the targets of some frustrated "supervisors", as well as Dianzhong and Diangu.

After all, it is much more practical to invest in Si Chen early, and to be with a master, than to be favored by the prison lords and officials due to bad luck.

There are many examples in Qintianjian. The general story mode is as follows:
A little man who had no ambitions, accidentally followed a little-known Si Chen and became his subordinate boy. A few years later, that Si Chen became a blockbuster, his status rose steadily, and he became a big shot.

So the boy chicken and dog ascended to heaven, was cultivated by the master, and successfully embarked on the road of cultivation.

Of course... such examples are rare after all, and most of the Sichens have achieved mediocre results in the end.

There is a lot of gambling.

Because of this, most supervisors would not choose this path. The risk is too great. Instead of taking a gamble, it is better to enter the fourth department safely and become a petty official.

Most of the boys who signed up were people with low status such as Dian Zhong and Dian Gu.

"The most favored person in this session is Xue Hongjian. Not only is he talented, but he is also the son of the Duke of the state. Many people have taken advantage of their connections. If they want to be selected, they must be favored. If you want a servant, can't you find it directly from the Duke's Mansion?" Dr. Zhao sighed.

Huang He was silent for a while, and suddenly asked: "Where's Ji Sichen? He should be favored too."

Dr. Zhao flipped through the roster and said:
"Generally, some people did pay attention at the beginning, but gradually less and less, but I don't think he may accept boys, after all, it costs money to raise boys, not to mention wages, the boy's food and clothing expenses have to be borne by Si Chen , that Ji Sichen doesn't look like a rich man...Huang He? What are you doing?"

"Ah, it's nothing." Huang He got up, put down the lesson plans, and said, "Then let's go together."

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"Hello, are you Ji Pingan?"

In Qinglian Xiaozhu, the courtyard door opened silently, and a slightly cold voice sounded.

In Ji Pingan's field of vision, first a corner robe appeared, and then a cardamom girl.

The girl's face was very small, and her facial features became more and more delicate, like a porcelain doll fired in a kiln.

The style of the Taoist robe is a bit weird, red and white, with flame-like cloud patterns embroidered on the hem and cuffs, slightly wide, reminding him of the priestess costume in his long memory.

Especially with the white porcelain skin of a girl and the black hair hanging down to her waist like a waterfall, her temperament is a bit more mysterious.

"The saint of the national religion?" Ji Pingan dug into his memory, and felt that the style of the robe looked familiar, and it was the exclusive appearance of the saint of the national religion.

According to the tradition, the best disciples of each generation of the Taoist sect can be recruited into the sect wall by the head teacher, and awarded the titles of "Holy Son" and "Holy Maiden".

If there is no accident, he is also a strong candidate for the next generation's head, so his status is respected, and he is a real big man in the capital of God.

So... this young girl who pretends to be aloof is this generation's Daoist saint, the disciple who teaches Xin Yaoguang, Huayang's... granddaughter?

Thinking of this, Ji Pingan was inexplicably angry. As an old monster who had lived for thousands of years, such emotions were very rare for him.

He can take any kind of taunting or insult with peace of mind because he doesn't care.But he couldn't accept that Huayang's disciple and granddaughter were not well-behaved and didn't understand etiquette, because he cared.
Yu Yu was also a little angry, because she didn't understand why the guy in front of him was still lying in the rattan chair and didn't stand up to salute since he recognized her?Are all the disciples of Qin Tianjian so ignorant of etiquette?
But she remembered Master's order again, so she decided not to argue with him, raised her chin a little arrogantly, and said:
"Exactly, this saintess is here..."

"go out."

Ga——Yu Yu's speech came to an abrupt end. She was stunned for a moment, and didn't immediately realize what happened. She heard it clearly after a few breaths. Her exquisite facial features showed a moment of stunned and dull, and then her voice cooled down:
"What did you say?"

Ji Pingan lay in the rattan chair, closed his eyes, and said, "Didn't Xin Yaoguang teach you to knock when entering someone's house?"

Yu Yu's eyes widened, as if she couldn't believe it. As the pride of heaven, when had she ever been treated like this?

Even if the Emperor of God treats her with courtesy, let alone a little Si Chen?

She said angrily, "How dare you call me by my master's name?"

Ji Ping'an thought to himself, that stupid girl named Yaoguang was named by himself. Do I have to tell you that your master was slapped by me with a foolish face back then, and he hid in the room with tears in his eyes because of aggrievedness? Practice big characters?

"This is Qin Tianjian." Ji Pingan said calmly, "And you want to ask me for something."

Yu Yu was startled for a moment, and then fell silent. She is very smart, so of course she could understand what the other party meant:
Yes, you are a Taoist saint with a high status, but what does this have to do with me, Qin Tianjian?
Is it possible that I am going to report to Qin Tianjian because of such a trivial matter?What would be lost would only be the face of the Daoist sect, not to mention that he did have something to ask for from the other party.

Gritting his teeth, Yu Yu snorted, turned his head and walked out of the small courtyard, his body was blown by the spring breeze and closed the open courtyard door.

Then there was a "dong dong" knock on the door, and Ji Pingan, who was lying on the rattan chair, smiled, and his mood improved a lot.

In his eyes, this saint is just a spoiled little girl, just like the patriarch of the mortal family would not really care about an arrogant junior, but just helped Huayang discipline her disciples, which is also reasonable.

"Enter."

The gate of the courtyard was pushed open for the second time. Yu Yu, with black hair shawl and white porcelain skin, said with a blank expression on his face:

"I heard that you know many things about the national teacher, so I want to ask if the national teacher mentioned the notes of Li Yang Zhenren to you."

There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that the Grand Master of Zhou once "accidentally" obtained the notes left by the real Liyang, and benefited a lot from them.

Yu Yu was afraid that the young man would think too much, so he hurriedly added:

"I don't care about the notebook itself, but my biggest regret before the death of the first head teacher of the Taoist sect is that I couldn't find the real person Liyang to ask an answer, um...my master sent me to ask you, the real person Liyang. Did you mention my Grand Master Zu Huayang in the notes..."

She faltered, suddenly not knowing how to continue speaking.

Wei Huayang once hated Li Yang for leaving without saying goodbye, but when he knew the real reason for his departure, all the resentment disappeared, leaving only regret in his heart that could not be let go.

She always wanted to ask in person: If there is no consideration for revenge, would he still be willing to take her away?
It's a pity that he didn't get an answer until he died. As his disciple and grandson, when "Huayang Biography" was published to the world, he naturally wanted to ask for the clarification for his master.

Therefore, with a glimmer of hope, he sent Yu Yu to ask, but how could he say such things to Ji Pingan?

However, before Yu Yu could come to a conclusion, the peach tree in the small courtyard suddenly swayed, and the atmosphere became deep. Ji Pingan, who was lying on the rattan chair, was silent for a long time before saying:

"Li Yang once left a word to your master, but never said it."

"What did you say?" Yu Yu's eyes brightened, and at the same time activated the spell, pouring spiritual essence into his eyes to distinguish the truth of the other party's words.

Ji Ping closed his eyes: "In the vast space and boundless time, it is my honor to share the same planet and the same time with you."

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Note: The last sentence is from Carl Sagan's "Cosmos"

(Thanks to Huang'er for the five thousand rewards!)
(At first I thought that these two chapters were not well-pretended, and I wanted to pretend in this chapter, but found that the atmosphere was not suitable... let’s pretend in the next chapter)
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