Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

To know how many classics have been handed down in ancient times, even if some of them have been destroyed because of the war, after all, thousands of years of precipitation have accumulated like a vast ocean.

In so many ancient books, it ’s hard to think of the following articles after hearing only two words, because these two words are likely to be completely meaningless, or even possible, and many are the same. It is even more difficult to distinguish the words.

Unless, all ancient books are kept in mind.

However, it seems that these two students seem to be such people.

This time, it was Jolin's turn, and he thought for a while and said, "Red Dust."

Qinghan and I couldn't help but glance at each other. These two words appeared in our minds, except for some verses, but in such a test, I am afraid it will not be so simple.

Sure enough, the other student also thought for a while, then raised his head, and said loudly: "The red dust is deep, the white blades are near. The outcome is undecided, and people are afraid."

this is--

I'm a little new to this, but those who watched the game immediately cheered, and some people began to applaud. The philosophers on the side clapped their hands and said with a sigh, "This is the Bing Shu Jing Qi Jing. I didn't expect them to I know that. "

I said softly, "It's amazing."

Everyone admired again and again, and only Chabixin said disdain, "But it's just a matter of dropping a book bag. What's so strange about this. Everyone can endorse, but how many people will do it?"

Zhesheng turned back and said, "Brother Cha, that's not the way to say it. It's not easy to memorize it. At least, when those ancient books are gone, you can still ask them."

Chabixin poked his lips again.

In fact, both of their words make sense. Zhesheng they have experienced a fire at Jixian Temple, so they will value the preservation of ancient books; but Chabixing is too pragmatic, and it can be said that he can hardly find anything. The book was angry, he focused on how to do things.

Actually, I also agree with Chabish.

So, I'm a bit strange, why would Nan Zhenyi agree with this test, and the test was still dropped out of the book bag, if it is really dialectical, at least some sparks can come out, but this kind of meaningless recitation What can it bring to the academy?

Instead it makes this place look like a mess.

However, the people below are still very active.

Next, the two students in Daxu have come to me for a few "strokes", and they cover a wide range of content. There are everything about Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism, and Martial Arts, and some of them are not even heard by me. As said, the other party can still catch up, and the people below are constantly amazed.

At this point, Jolin was back on the question--

"one person."

"You know, you can go."

In this paragraph, I have never heard of it. Rarely the other party picked it up so quickly. I gave a soft "Oh" sound, expressing my surprise, and Zhesheng hurriedly turned back to us and asked, "This is from He Dian Ji ? "

Chabixing thought for a while and said, "Zhongfu in Lianshanyi, a man who knows a girl, can still go."

It seems that although he despises people dropping books, he still remembers a lot.

Zhesheng sighed softly, "I don't know. I haven't seen it."

Chabi Xing smiled lightly: "Learning is boundless, and you are boundless, and you are bounded by boundlessness. Isn't it fun to ask yourself? As long as you can pass a book or two, I think it's good."

"But that Jorin and his opponent, they remember a lot."

"It's just a lot, not endless. There are times when you can't."

Chabish seems not only not very concerned about this test, but even a little bit inconspicuous, but the atmosphere in this place is getting more and more tense. It can be said that the book drop test has reached the most critical moment. Two The questions from the students are getting more and more outdated. Some of them not only frowned, but even Chabixen was confused.

In an instant, the sky was completely dark.

A student walked out of Dasongzhong. It seemed to be the main task of this game. He stretched his arms. The people on the mountain platform had a lot of discussion. At this time, they calmed down and heard him say: This is the last sentence against four thousand innings. If it can be played, today's test will be fruitless and it will be tested again tomorrow. "

It turned out that today there are so many more than the trial. It seems that the two people are equal, and it is difficult to separate the winner and the loser.

At this time, I took a look around, and the young man just rushed up the hill in front of us and should be nearby, but at a glance, they were all strange faces, but he was not seen in the crowd. .

I don't know where he went.

Just then, the opposite student asked, "Japan and China."

Japan and China?

This topic-

I looked up at Qing Han, and looked at Chabish, who also looked at me.

Everyone was scratching their heads, and Zhesheng's brows were twisted into a trance. Although he complied with Fu Bazhen in Jixian Hall and read a lot of ancient books, this question obviously exceeded his scope.

Japan and China? Japan and China?

Is it Confucianism, Buddhism, or Art of War?

Not only did a few of us fall into doubt, everyone around us frowned, and everyone was obviously very confused about this "Japan and China". Everyone was whispering, but none of them came up with it.

This time, Qiao Lin, who had been sitting up, frowned.

As soon as I saw him frown, the people below were all quiet, everyone's eyes were focused on him, to see if he could answer it, and I saw Jolin's hand on his knee tightened slightly. Grasping his clothes, he gave a subconscious glance.

I just saw that there was a small incense burner next to them and lit a very thin incense stick. It seems to be a timekeeping. If the incense stick can not be answered before it is burned, it is considered lose.

The incense stick was very thin and burned very fast. When Joelin looked at it, a handful of incense ash had fallen off. This time it even stimulated him. A nervous expression appeared on his face. I Seeing his forehead sweat.

I asked Qinghan: "What is it?"

He shook his head: "I have no impression."

I looked at Chabixing again, and his expression was more dignified than he had just seen the lively look, but he was looking at Joeling, who was pale, and said, "This nerd is going to be miserable this time. "

His words did not seem to be a gloat, but it seemed that he did not pay much attention to the winning or losing of this game. Instead, Qiao Lin's face became paler and paler, and he could clearly see the sweat dripping from the corners on both sides. He slipped, and finally he couldn't help raising his hand to rub his chin, but he didn't remember anything.

The incense used by our eyes to shrink down quickly, a pinch of incense ash fell down, and finally burned to the last point, there was a clear and overwhelming sound coming from the inside of Dasao.

Suddenly, the crowd boiled.

Everyone knows that in this contest, Xishan Academy lost!

With the sound of that exhaustion, Jorin trembled suddenly, and his face became pale as if as if something had been removed from the body. The whole person collapsed and sat on his knees. The opposite student slowly got up and saluted him.

Although Qiao Lin still knelt on the straw mat, after a while, he slowly raised his pale face like a soul recollection, and raised his hand to the student to salute: "Please advise."

The student said calmly: "Seven Signs of the Clouds, the Red Emperor of Japan and China, the guilty imagination of the Dan, the word green and the rainbow. The clothing and jade brocade, the Danhua flying feather skirt, and the crown of magical charm."

The people below were uproar.

And I just thought of it vaguely. "Seven Lots of Clouds", I seem to have seen it in the Tibetan Cabinet. It is the collection of books in the royal family. No wonder the people here don't know much. See the lively people below. He didn't even hear the title of the book, but the opponent was rare. He knew such a rare book.

Qiao Lin did not lose.

He sat there kneeling stupidly, after a long time, finally stood up slowly, and even stomped his feet when he got up, and then raised his hand to salute the other party completely, and conceded completely.

The people below cried out immediately.

Some of them are naturally fortunate, and some people regret that they did not expect that after a full day of trials, Xishan Academy lost in the last sentence and all sighed.

However, as soon as I looked up, I saw that Zhe Sheng who had been gazing forward with enthusiasm and calmly applauded at this time was quiet. He frowned, something was in his mouth, and listened carefully, as if he was meditating " Just a few words from "The Seventh Sign of Yundi"-

"The Red Emperor of Japan and China, the taboo of Dan is empty, and the words are green and red. The clothes are beautiful, the brocade of Danhua, the feather skirt of Danhua, and the crown of magical charm of Dan ..."

Chabixing watched as Qiao Lin lost, and there was no unhappiness or regret on his face, but he sighed and said, "Since this game is lost, the key is to see the third game. Let ’s go, Let's go see Master Brother and see what he's doing. "

Qinghan and I both nodded. I reached out and patted Zhesheng's shoulder standing there, and said, "Zhesheng, come up with us first."

Instead of moving, he turned his head and looked at me.

I said, "What's wrong?"

"..."

He was quiet for a while and then said, "Sister, I finally remembered."

"What? What do you remember?"

"I remember where I saw records about the Longxi Army."

"what?"

I was stunned. I didn't expect him to remember the incident at this moment, and hurriedly asked, "Where is it?"

He said: "It turned out that I didn't see it in the book of soldiers, but in a Chin Tian almanac."