There is an inn in the sky

Chapter 202 Recite the Analects of Confucius Free Tickets
Under the night.

The "Bamboo Garden" group built by the eldest princess suddenly fell into silence.

"In the group, there is really no one who is the fourth time?" Bai Nianyu couldn't believe it. If this is the case, wouldn't it be difficult to get the invitation to longevity?

Only those who have obtained the Longevity Invitation Order can be truly destined.

Who wouldn't want to get it?
Bai Nianyu wanted to get it even in his dreams. No wonder he didn't wait for the Changsheng Inn to appear after the third time. It turned out that the invitation order for longevity would appear for the fourth time.

And this longevity invitation is not easy to get.

"I'm afraid so." Malay said.

"Is it possible that someone got it and didn't say it?" Bai Yu hesitated, "It's also possible, isn't it?"

"It is indeed possible." Malay said.

"Tell me, if I often hang around in front of Mr. Yan, will the chances be higher?" Bai Nianyu said suddenly, "Maybe the Longevity Inn will give me some face if I touch Mr. Yan's immortal energy? "

"Uh……"

Everyone was stunned.

"It's not impossible." The eldest princess said suddenly, "I think, if it's someone close to Mr. Yan, the chances should be higher than others."

"Hey, it makes sense." Ma Lai thought for a while.

"Haha, Mr. Ma, I'll fly to your place tomorrow, okay?" Bai Nianyu asked, "If you go to Mr. Yan's place for tea, you must take me with you."

"Okay." Malay said.

"Oh, I'm quite busy these days, or else I'll bother Mr. Ma." Bai Yu said regretfully, it's also a good thing to get a familiar face in front of Mr. Yan.

However, Ma Lai was stunned for a moment, as if I often swayed in front of Mr. Yan, why didn't I have a fourth chance?

Could it be that there is less shaking?
……

Longevity Inn.

After Yan Qingkong sat on the steps for a while, he returned to the kitchen.

The waiter at the Longevity Inn didn't have any difficulty at all, and he didn't need to keep staring at him. He believed that Shen Zhibai could do a good job.

"Make some seven-feeling dishes first, and then try to make 'Scared Bird'."

After he made more than a dozen dishes of long lettuce, he found that it was past eleven o'clock, and the third person who was destined to leave did not know how long it had been.

As for who it was, he was not curious.

At this time, he came out from the kitchen, and seeing Mr. Shen Zhibai in the living room, he went out to the steps.

Shen Zhibai was sitting on the steps drinking tea, looking at the starry sky that felt very close, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

"At twelve o'clock, you can go home." Yan Qingkong sat down and said, then thought of something, "By the way, have you had dinner yet?"

"It seems not yet." Shen Zhibai froze for a moment.

"Whatever you want to eat, you can get it yourself, go ahead." Yan Qingkong said, "You can't eat two main dishes at the same time, you should know that."

"clear."

Shen Zhibai stood up and said, also not polite.

About half an hour later, Shen Zhibai came out, checked the time and said, "Sir, I'll go back first."

"Go." Yan Qingkong nodded.

After Shen Zhibai left, Yan Qingkong took out his mobile phone and booked a flight ticket to Shandong Province tomorrow morning.

"Brother Cat, come down for tea."

Yan Qingkong yelled, and Brother Mao jumped down.

Not long after, Yan Qingkong returned to the kitchen and stayed busy until after two o'clock in the morning before going to the bedroom on the third floor to rest.

As soon as the next day was light, he returned to the bamboo garden after breakfast, tidied up casually, and headed to the airport.

At [-]:[-] in the morning, the plane landed in Ludong Province, and then he drove to one of the holy places of Confucianism, the Holy Temple.

The holy temple covers an area of ​​10,000+ square meters, with a length of more than 700 meters from north to south.

It is arranged along a north-south central axis, left and right symmetrical, with a rigorous layout. There are nine courtyards in total. In front of it are Lingxing Gate, Shengshi Gate, Hongdao Gate, Dazhong Gate, Tongwen Gate, Kuiwen Pavilion, Thirteen Royal Stele Pavilions, etc. .

Starting from Dasheng Gate, the building is divided into three roads: the middle road is Dacheng Gate, Xingtan, Dacheng Hall, Sleeping Hall, Shengji Hall and two verandahs, which are places for worshiping the most holy, Confucian and sages; the east road is Chongsheng Gate , Poetry Auditorium, Gujing, Lubi, Chongsheng Ci, Family Temple, etc., are mostly places where Confucius' ancestors of the five generations were worshipped...

Because you have to buy a ticket to enter, Yan Qingkong first went to the hall dedicated to ticket sales.

Although it was almost twelve o'clock, there were many people in the ticket hall, and Yan Qingkong saw many people carrying books or mobile phones.

He listened carefully, as if he was reciting the Analects of Confucius, he couldn't help being slightly surprised.

Who else should I recite when I go to the holy temple?
Can't go without reciting it?
"Haha, you can get free tickets for memorizing the Analects of Confucius, let's go quickly."

At this time, a few girls were smiling and walking towards a hall. Yan Qingkong looked in the direction and saw a plaque hanging on the hall.

"The Analects recitation hall?"

Yan Qingkong was stunned for a moment, and walked over to have a look.

In the hall, many people were reciting the Analects silently, and it was slightly noisy, but some people were happy and some were regretting...

In the hall, there were seven or eight examiners sitting.

After a little observation, Yan Qingkong basically figured it out, as if he had memorized the complete thirty-sentence Analects within 10 minutes.

Some are sentences, some are paragraphs, which are actually small independent chapters.

After the memorization is complete and correct, an examiner will randomly select three sentences for you to explain, without ambiguity in a single word.

In this way, tickets for the holy temple, holy mansion, and holy forest can be exempted, which are valid within one year.

It seems that Shengmiao did this to promote Confucian culture and encourage everyone to learn the Analects...

When Yan Qingkong saw it, he felt a little interesting, and he was ready to try it out.It's not that he is reluctant to pay a hundred yuan ticket, but a kind of "gift".

After all, he came to the holy temple to collect the essence of Confucianism,

This is quite a bit of the meaning of seeing the Buddha and burning incense, and it is also a kind of respect.

In fact, the ticket for the Holy Temple is only 90 yuan, and the ticket for the Holy Mansion is 60 yuan, but you can buy tickets for the Holy Temple and the Holy Mansion to give you the Holy Forest.

After Yan Qingkong's observation for a while, he found that only one out of ten people passed, or even less.

Reciting the Analects of Confucius seemed simple, but the reality was a bit cruel. Not many people passed the test, which surprised him a little.

"It doesn't seem to be difficult."

Yan Qingkong frowned, and said with some surprise: "Let the junior high school students come, most of them can pass."

"Oh, just a little bit."

At this time, a middle-aged man said angrily that he had prepared all night, but in the end he failed.

Although more than 100 yuan is not much, but it is free and approved by the holy temple, who is not happy?
"Give me another chance, and I'm sure I'll pass."

The middle-aged man looked at the newly bought "Annotations to the Analects" and said, with a look of resignation.

Unfortunately, you can only participate once a day. If you want to try again, you can only come back tomorrow.But when visiting the holy temple, who would stay outside for one day and wait until the next day?
After Yan Qingkong figured it out, he hurried to the side to exclude the registration, to see if he could pass.

After he waited for a few minutes, a crowd of people suddenly poured into the hall, making the hall immediately lively, and even many young girls shouted excitedly.

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(End of this chapter)