Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 62: Zheliu Academy, exploded (Part 1)

Back at the Earl's Mansion, Chen Luo finally woke up a bit because of the return journey.

After confirming with Xiao Shiyuan, the title of "Servant Reading" that His Majesty Daxuan later conferred was a false title. However, because the Royal Family Library is located in the Imperial City, the hidden function of this title is to be able to freely enter and exit the Imperial Palace.

It's just that he has nothing to do in the palace? No acquaintances either. Or those rewards are more real.

Thinking of this, Chen Luo glanced at the team of eunuchs who were carrying things to the Earl's Mansion, with a rippling smile on his face.

The silkworm brocade, a special product of Wan Yaoguo, does not get wet when exposed to water, does not burn when exposed to fire, and does not stain when exposed to dust. It is warm in winter and cool in summer. In the market a thousand pieces of gold, and often priceless.

"Take it and make more than a dozen dresses for Chen Xuan. By the way, Xiaohuan's girl will also make a few clothes, but I don't know if she would like to wear a maid outfit. Lolita has to look like a little girl..."

Compared with the silkworm brocade, the ten pieces of blood and ink are more valuable. According to Ji Zhong's introduction, it was made from the blood of the barbarians that were captured alive. Writing Yawen with savage blood and ink will increase the power of heaven.

The savage blood ink he was rewarded was the seventh grade, that is, it was made with the blood of the seventh grade stubborn stubbornness equivalent to the Confucian sect's "cheng poetry realm". Bless three percent.

Under the current background of the human race's defense, a piece of rank seven barbarian blood ink in his hand can sell 100,000 taels of silver at will.

In addition, he just learned that his "Zhong Kui Brief Biography" actually still has royalties to get, and the figure given by Xiao Shiyuan is no less than 100,000 taels of silver per month. Moreover, the power of Heaven is limited, and there will be absolutely no piracy.

The writer of the book finally stood up!

If it hadn't been for the cultivation of the mortal qi, it would have been better to make a new newspaper and wait for the girl to die.

"Bao, I'm eating noodles, what noodles? It suddenly appeared in your heart!"

Oh, life, the ups and downs are too fast, it is too exciting!

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At the same time, Nan Yuanxi never dreamed that he would actually board the forum of Zheliu Academy!

After waking up early, Master Wang personally found him and invited him to Zheliu Academy to repeat "Du Shiniang Angry in the Hundred Treasure Chest", Nanyuan Xi wanted to refuse, but the other party gave too much——

I recommend him as an honorary lecturer of Zheliu Academy!

A glorious ancestor!

Besides, Wan Anbo wants to start a new newspaper, wouldn't it be ten times more sensational to become famous in Zheliu Academy than to wake up early.

After thinking of this, Nan Yuanxi agreed.

Now looking at the crowd of people under the stage, he can't help but feel a little weak in his legs, who has always been calm.

These people are not the common people in the Beifeng Building, these are the seeds of Daxuan's reading!

For students who can enter Zheliu Academy, as long as they don't die in the middle, they are guaranteed to be in the master state, and even a few great scholars are normal.

And he was stuck for half his life. Today, he borrowed "Du Shiniang's Angrily Sinking Hundred Treasure Box" and became a semi-old Confucian scholar who was promoted to the poetic realm.

Today, he actually stands on the sacred text pulpit of Zheliu Academy!

This is not a classroom, but the Shengwen Square of Zheliu Academy. Only when the great Confucianism speaks, will the pulpit be raised.

Even if the great Confucian ancestor of his family was resurrected from the dead, he was just standing in his current position.

This is all thanks to Chen Luo's gift!

"Wan Anbo, I, Nan Yuanxi, may serve you in this life..."

Nan Yuanxi thought of Chen Luo, took a deep breath, and suppressed his excitement. Today, he must make a name for Wan An Bo!

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"It's absurd." One master complained to the other on the edge of the bustling Shengwen Square, "This Wang Qifeng usually acts out of line, how can he be so absurd today, to bring Mr. Saiwen into the academy, He even persuaded the vice-principal head to start the Shengwen pulpit. If this is spread, my Zheliu Academy will be discredited!"

Another person nodded in agreement: "Exactly! He, Wang Qifeng, relied on the preference of the head of the academy, and used to instill some unruly remarks to the students. Grade A, B, C, and Class 3 decompose the morning paper, and he actually takes everyone out to wake up early, which is really hateful!"

At this time, the third master came over, heard the conversation between the two, frowned slightly, and said, "Zhou Hongda, Xue Jinfeng, you two should not talk about people behind their backs. Although Qi Feng is a bit out of the way, he never loses the gentleman. Keeping the style of integrity. Besides, the opening of the Shengwen forum for Mr. Shuowen today was also decided by the three vice presidents, so there must be something special about Mr. Shuowen.”

The master called "Zhou Hongda" snorted coldly: "It's just Mr. Wen, what can be extraordinary! I have heard about Nanyuanxi, but he is a desolate Confucian scholar, living in the land of Yanliu, relying on his clever tongue. Hanging around in Beifenglou. If the market calls Mr. Nan, is he really Mr.?"

The master named "Xue Jinfeng" also echoed: "Ziting, although the three vice-academic capitals agreed to start the Shengwen Forum, I heard that it was the result of Wang Qifeng's pressing with the name of the text. Look at it, Today will be a day of shame for my Zheliu Academy! It's a pity that the head of the academy was called to Wenchang Pavilion early in the morning, otherwise this would definitely not have happened."

Master Yang Ziting, who was arguing for Master Wang, wanted to say more when a cold snort suddenly sounded behind him. The three of them turned around and saw a fat old man walking slowly. The three of them were startled and hurriedly saluted: "I have seen the vice president."

This person is one of the vice presidents of Zheliu Academy, a great scholar, Tian Kun Tian Haiyi!

"Don't talk nonsense~IndoMTL.com~ Tian Yuanshou said lightly, "Wang Qifeng did not push him by the name of the text, but guaranteed by the name of the text. "

Yang Ziting asked in surprise: "What's the guarantee?"

Tian Haiyi looked at Nan Yuanxi, who was standing on the rostrum: "He guarantees that Mr. Nan will speak an ancient text, which will be of great benefit to my students."

Zhou Hongda frowned slightly, and said, "I see that Nan Yuanxi is full of uprightness and emptiness, so he should have been promoted to the realm of poetry. It is so difficult to become poetry, so how come there is an ancient and strange writing?"

Xue Jinfeng said: "Exactly! Poetry can be obtained by chance, and this wondrous writing is not something that can be achieved overnight!"

Tian Haiyi shook his head slightly: "The author of the strange text is not him, but Wan Anbo Chen Luo."

"Wan Anbo?" Yang Ziting thought about it, "But the author of "The Brief Biography of Zhong Kui"?"

"Exactly!" Tian Haiyi nodded, "If it weren't for the author, I would not have accepted Wang Qifeng's guarantee."

"But..." Zhou Hongda said, "Even if it's Wan Anbo, it's nothing more than a "Brief Biography of Zhong Kui". Apart from his ability to ward off ghosts, his literary talent is nothing more than that!"

Tian Haiyi looked at Zhou Hongda and said, "Do you know why the head of the hospital was called to Wenchang Pavilion early in the morning?"

"What's the matter?"

"It's Wan Anbo, who can't speak Chinese so well. Today, there is a rare righteous poem in the Chaotang of Shuangshi Town. The minister of Wen personally ordered a message to gather the heads of major academies to discuss the popularization. things.”

Zhou Hongda's expression froze.

Tian Haiyi sighed slightly and walked away slowly.

I saw Zhou Hongda's face blushing, and after holding it for a long time, he said: "Then I will listen to it. Is this ancient and strange article that Wan Anbo did and Wang Qifeng guaranteed worth it when I opened the Zheliu Academy. Literary Forum!"