Records of Beating Workers Forced to Save the World

People have strange things, judging a person's quality depends entirely on his preferences, one moment he may be a stranger, and the next moment he feels like an old friend for many years. Among them, wine is like a catalyst, as long as he takes a sip, he will feel sleepy and float Be ecstatic.

Infected by Chen Sanming's emotions, all the monks also drank a few sips. It has to be said that this wine is really good wine, and this person really has no heart.

After everyone drank half a jar, Chen Sanming began to talk more, and the three sentences in his words were inseparable from his master: "My master, he is a rare good man in the world, and that mouth is broken to death."

At this time, all the monks drank some wine, and their vigilance towards Chen Sanming was gradually lowered: "How did you know your master?"

Chen Sanming didn't know who asked this question, but when he mentioned his master, he seemed to have deep nostalgia in his eyes: "I haven't been with the master for long, only 50 years."

They really met when Chen Sanming resigned and returned home, but later heard from Chen Sanming's own mother, it seems to be earlier.

When Chen Sanming's mother was still pregnant with Chen Sanming, one day when she went shopping for vegetables, she happened to meet a monk who was a fortune-teller, so she wanted to do a fortune-telling for her unborn child.

Although the monk looks very young, but the monks can't tell the age. Chen Sanming's mother has seen that the monks who are less than 20 years old have the ability to pull mountains, so in her opinion, the younger he is, the younger he is. , the more capable it is.

And this monk looks to be only seventeen or eighteen years old. He looks very pleasing, with round eyes and round face. From a distance, he looks like a bulging bun filled with soup.

His mother felt that, from the experience she had gained from seeing monks for many years, this person must not be judged by appearances, the more bully he looks, the more capable he is that others do not have.

So Chen Sanming's mother immediately decided to be the monk's first client since she opened her business, and ask her if the child in her womb is destined to be a high-ranking official in the future.

The cultivator was indeed as Chen Sanming's mother had expected, and he was indeed capable: "You child, if you rush to take the exam in the future, you will definitely be able to win the first prize in one fell swoop."

Chen Sanming's mother was both surprised and happy, wishing she could jump up and down on the ground twice, since the child's good future is more important than anything else, so she thanked and respectfully put down a whole bag of money for What is said is the number one scholar seedling.

"But, maybe there is a better choice," the monk touched his chin, "Madam, sit down."

"What choice?" Chen Sanming's mother, who dared not even think about cultivating immortals, also talked about it at this time, and got great hope, "Yes..."

The monk nodded deeply: "Practice."

Chen Sanming's mother was so happy that she almost died on the spot, and her stomach was constantly twitching, as if the child in her belly was celebrating the good news together.

"Madam, be careful," the monk waved his sleeves, and a ray of spiritual light protected Chen Sanming's mother's stomach, and Chen Sanming's mother gradually calmed down, "If Madam can trust me, I can give this child a name."

Chen Sanming's mother breathed a sigh of relief: "Please sir."

The monk pointed his finger: "It's called Chen Sanming."

Chen Sanming's mother didn't know what the meaning of the name was. This was her first child, but she still followed the order of the elder and named it Sanming.

"The time has come, I'll come back to pick him up."

After the monk left these words, he disappeared in front of Chen Sanming's mother.

Thinking about it carefully, it was premeditated.

But when Chen Sanming grew up, he did not take the usual path, and insisted on obtaining fame and fame for the common people. Although Chen's mother felt that the child would be better off by practicing immortality, she still obeyed his wish and provided him with education, and he also Steam, it took others more than ten years to study hard, but it took him only eight years to win three yuan and became the youngest champion.

However, the sages at that time were unkind, the clans were monopolized, and it was difficult for the poor to stand out even if they were in the middle class. Before Chen Sanming rescued his mother from the hard work for a long time, he became the target of public criticism again because of partisan disputes. Resigned from office and went home, opened a private school in his hometown, depressed and frustrated.

At this moment, a person came to Chen Sanming and asked if he would like to practice with him. Chen Sanming did not have the ability to know people like his mother. A steamed stuffed bun came before the meeting. He believed it was a liar for a hundred years and refused several times. outside the gate.

It was still one day when my mother came out to open the door, only to see that it was the monk back then, and hurriedly welcomed him in.

I haven't seen him for many years, Mother Chen's hair is already full of gray hair, but this monk has not changed at all, the soup in his round bun face is still fresh and plump.

Seeing that the monk hadn't changed for many years, Chen's mother felt that the monk was very capable. She was overjoyed and used a big stick to force Chen Sanming, who still didn't believe him, out of the house, saying that she couldn't enter the fairy gate, and never saw each other again.

Forced by his mother's power, did Chen Sanming go with the monk? After entering the fairy gate, he realized that the monk was a real expert. From that day on, Chen Sanming never dared to underestimate this thin-skinned man. Bao, who wholeheartedly followed Baozi cultivator Xu Wanyuan to practice.

Xu Shi met in his previous life. For some reason, these two people have very similar interests. They like to express their love for mountains and rivers, and they also like to play the piano and compose poems.

However, everyone is weak, ashamed of the sky, ashamed of the people, and even more ashamed of the dead bones of Xinjiang!
Lord, don't see thousands of bones buried in the frontier, and thousands of people grass to fill their stomachs.

Chen Sanming has been looking for a confidant all his life, and now that he has found it, he is overjoyed and saddened, and drinks his confidant.

As a monk, Xu Wanyuan could not intervene in the struggle between countries, but Xu Wanyuan still took the risk of being a natural barrier. In the name of the national teacher, Chen Sanming made suggestions behind him, and finally helped the prince who was under house arrest at the time to ascend to the throne. It took another ten years until the government was finally stabilized and the world was peaceful.

After Chen Sanming's wish was fulfilled, Xu Wanyuan took Chen Sanming back to the mountain.

The emperor at that time was unwilling in every possible way, and even uttered cruel words in order to keep Chen Sanming. If he left, he would bump his head against the pillar of the main hall to death, but Chen Sanming had fulfilled his wish, and he also trained many students for the emperor. Yixin decided to follow his confidant to cultivate immortality, and when they reach the sky, they can also drink together.

But at this time, Chen Sanming discovered that the sage books he used to learn are really the most easy-to-learn books in the world, and those classics and talismans made Chen Sanming dizzy and dizzy, so he became tired of studying. mood.

Xu Wanyuan thought of various methods, just to make Chen Sanming fall in love with studying and study hard. He even wrote three essays to encourage learning in the casual books that Chen Sanming often read overnight, and later put away all her miscellaneous books. Even this did not cut off Chen Sanming's reluctance to study, Xu Wanyuan had no choice but to lock him in a small room, not to memorize classics, and not to let him go out, that would be better.

small theater:
Guangyuan: Did I tell you that I want to study? How long has it been since I ascended!Say it!

Chen Sanming: ...I was wrong...

Chen Sanming (turning his back to Guangyuan and picking up the idle book): But don't change...

Guangyuan: *****!