Nightwatcher Chapter 39: That Xu Pingzhi is not a son of man

　　 "Good poetry, Ning Yan really has a peerless poetic talent." Li Mubai gave a "pop" and gave a strong high-five.

　　His expression is very excited. There are not only the surprise when a scholar sees a good poem, but also the expectation that the college students will react after seeing the poem.

　　Zhang Shen did not comment, looking at Xu Qi'an's eyes, he became more admired and contented, as if the other party was really the student he had brought out.

　　"The text is simple, but it has a profound meaning. The night and night lights are bright and the other is the chicken. It is when the boy is studying.... Brother, do you remember the days when we were young in college?"

　　 Chen Tai tasted this persuasive poem, and only felt that he had a long aftertaste.

　　 Zhang Shen was stunned, recalling the scene of studying in the first half of the year, and said in a daze:

　　"Isn’t that what we were back then? When I was young, my family was poor and I could only eat two steamed buns a day. I was hungry and hungry in the middle of the night, and I kept on studying hard."

　　 Li Mubai said quietly: "This is the reason you stole my chicken eggs in two days?"

　　 Zhang Shen said displeased: "How can it be called stealing about the scholar. That was borrowing, didn't I pay you back later."

　　 Li Mubai blew his beard and stared: "A chicken egg in poor times is worth a thousand dollars now."

　　Chen Tai interrupted the quarrel between the two friends and looked at Xu Xinnian: "After you leave the old, no matter your rank, you have the qualifications to be an official. Have you considered the future?"

　　 suddenly cut to the topic, making everyone a little uncomfortable, Zhang Shen and Li Mubai shut up one after another, subconsciously making plans for Xu Cijiu.

　　 Chen Tai looked at two great scholars who wanted to speak but stopped, and refused to give them a chance to speak: "Usually speaking, staying in Beijing and then releasing is the right way for official promotion. Although I am not an official, I am in Feng officialdom has a bit of face, but he can plan for you to stay in Beijing."

　　As a teacher, Zhang Shen immediately opened his eyes and smiled: "It's so good. Say goodbye to the old. I don't want to thank Brother Chen soon."

　　 "No need, if you really want to repay, the old man does have an idea..." Chen Tai smiled.

　　 Listening to what an old friend said, Zhang Shen and Li Mubai felt that something was wrong.

　　 No one said to repay you.

　　 I just listened to Chen Tai smiled and said: "Ning Yan, you are a piece of raw jade, you need to be carved if you want to be a good material. These two old men are very rough, you can switch to the old man."

　　 "Go away, shameless old thief." Li Mubai and Zhang Shen were furious.

　　 Xu Qi'an seized the opportunity and immediately said: "Two gentlemen, Ning Yan does have questions for advice."

　　 I came to Yunlu Academy today and it was a white prostitute.

　　"The juniors have been stuck in the refinement realm for a long time. Because of their lack of merit and poor family, they never have the resources and opportunities to step into the training realm." Xu Qi'an bends down ninety degrees and thinks:

　　"Please sir, help me open the gate."

　　 This is his second purpose in coming to the academy, although he can sell the artifacts sent by Song Qing in exchange for the silver to open the heaven.

　　 But that is not happy at all, Xu Qi'an is a person who pursues happiness.

　　 Zhang Shen shook his head and laughed: "You are in a hurry to go to the doctor. What I am waiting for is Confucianism and Taoism. How can I help you open the heavenly gate? How does the Wufu Qi machine circulate in the body and how to walk through the meridians? This is something you Wufu only knows. ."

The difference between the 　　 systems is bigger than I thought... Xu Qi'an was a little disappointed, and asked unwillingly: "The juniors don’t understand, since opening the gates requires the help of experts above the realm of gods, then the first person How did you open the Tianmen?"

　　 "Do you think that the road of martial arts was created by someone? It was done overnight?" Li Mubai asked him back before drinking, holding the teacup.

　　 Xu Qi'an shook his head, saying that he didn't know.

　　"It was created by generations of people," Li Mubai said slowly: "Perhaps at the very beginning, the refinement state was already at the peak. By chance, the heavenly gate was opened, and the practice spirit state became martial art. The peak of the world. It took years and months to form a complete martial arts system."

　　"A coincidence?" Xu Qi'an caught the key word.

　　"The safest and most convenient way for a **** refiner to help open the gate is the safest and most convenient way, but it's not the only one." This time Chen Tai took the topic and smiled:

　　"When a baby is born, it contains an innate qi. As the age grows, the heavenly gate is closed, and the innate true qi is stored in the body. If you want to regain control of this qi, you have to open the closed heavenly gate again. "

　　 Xu Qi'an nodded. People eat whole grains and produce impurities, which block the Tianmen and block the operation of the gas machine.

　　 These theoretical knowledge my uncle taught him before.

　　"There are many methods. In addition to the familiar opening of the heavenly gate, there are two other methods: First, the method of tuna."

　　"The spit-na method needs to be practiced at an early age, soaking in medicinal baths, washing meridians, and piercing through the Tianmen. After more than ten years, it costs a lot of money. This method has been eliminated."

　　"The second method is to use external force to open the heavenly gate, which is also the stupid method adopted by the original predecessors. For example, swallowing monster pills.

　　"The demon pill is the essence of the demon clan’s Taoism and contains majestic energy. After swallowing the demon pill, the majestic power will forcibly open up the eight channels of the odd meridian, but because it cannot be controlled, it is a method of nine deaths."

　　 So that's the case....Although I didn't get a free prostitute, I felt it for nothing. It's not a loss...Xu Qi'an gratefully said: "Mr. Xie's teaching."

　　 Look, humble and polite, and nice to speak. The three Confucian scholars smiled and stroked their beards, very satisfied with Xu Qi'an.

　　......

　　 Located in the center of the academy is the Sage Academy, also known as the Sage Temple, which is dedicated to the first person who pioneered Confucianism and Taoism.

　　 Outside the Saint’s Academy, the large flat covered with bluestone slabs is large enough to accommodate all the students of Yunlu Academy.

The Dean of 　　 Academy gathers students here every spring and autumn, and mobilizes the students to study hard, obtain fame, and die for the society.

　　 There is a low wall mottled with red paint on the Daping, and a layer of paper that cannot be peeled off is stuck on the wall.

　　 This wall is the bulletin board of Yunlu Academy. It is used to post articles, poems, calligraphy and paintings of the gentlemen of the Academy, as well as excellent works that occasionally appear among students.

　　 Then there are some notices from the college.

　　 Two book boys came to the notice, one held a roll of paper in hand, the other smeared rice paste on the notice wall, and then worked together to unfold a huge sheet of paper tall and stick it on the notice wall.

　　's actions immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding students, especially the huge sheet of paper, which was one-person tall.

　　 "What did you post? Go, go and take a look."

　　 "Hey, it's not an article, it looks like a poem... Then what's so interesting."

　　"After Lay Ziyang left the college, the gentlemen and Confucian scholars in our college made no difference whether they read poems or not."

　　While talking, the students gathered under the low wall in twos and threes, staring at the huge paper in the new post.

　　 The handwriting on the paper is flying and dancing, penetrating the back of the paper, and between turning the pen and skimming, there is a sharp meaning.

　　 "This is Mr. Zhang's character." Some students recognized it.

　　 More students are looking at the poems on paper.

　　"The three watch lights and the five chicken watch, it is when the man is studying...ashamed, ashamed. After the autumn, I never read the night at night again."

　　"At first glance, this poem looks simple and ordinary, but it reveals profound truths and is thought-provoking."

　　 "Where is simple and ordinary, the black hair does not know how to study early, and the white head regrets his late study! The road is simple, and the most reasonable sayings are in it."

　　"Bai Shoufang regretted that I was too late in reading...I used to be too lax, indulging in hand-talking, traveling in the mountains, and less and less energy on reading. After seeing this poem, I realized the future I will definitely regret it."

　　"Which great scholar did this poem come from?"

　　 More and more people crowded under the low wall and looked up at the poem on the wall. When the emotion was immersed in them, they had a great resonance with this poem to encourage learning.

　　The scene depicted in the first couplet made the students ashamed. Even though he has worked hard in his studies, who can do three and five changes?

　　 But this is not a false statement, because there are such examples. The Confucian scholars and gentlemen of the college often use their own examples to warn students.

　　 Some of the students are very hardworking, and they stay up all night to study.

　　 It is the second couplet that really makes the young students' heart palpitations: the black hair does not know how to study early, and the white head regrets being late in studying.

　　 seems to be announcing their future experience~IndoMTL.com~Some young people who have recently neglected their studies, after asking themselves, feel palpitations, fearing that they will regret it after they become white.

　　 was born in my heart to live up to the spring, and the mood of studying hard.

　　, not far away, at the edge of Daping, three great scholars watched this scene, Chen Tai laughed: "They all say that poetry is useless, as everyone knows, poetry is the most touching. Xu Ningyan is really a peerless poet."

　　 Seeing the persuasive poems actively aroused the emotions of the students, Zhang Shen couldn’t help but spread a smile on his face: “This is true. He only used a cup of tea. This level, let alone today, is Throughout history, you can also be among the best."

　　 Li Mubai suddenly asked: "He said that he had abandoned his studies, do you believe it?"

　　 The two great scholars nodded at the same time, Li Mubai couldn't help but smile: "Why can you see it?"

　　"When he was composing a poem, he asked Farewell to ghostwriter." Zhang Shen said.

　　"As a scholar, writing poems will make others ghostwriters." Chen Tai added: "Unless he is not good at calligraphy."

　　 Every scholar is proficient in calligraphy. This is the basic skill.

　　 Li Mubai said with emotion: "Unfortunately, he is already in his prime, so it is too late to change to Confucianism and Taoism."

　　Chen Tai was heartbroken: "Such a talent, to learn martial arts, it is a violent thing."

　　The rough taker is not worthy of Xu Ningyan's amazing talent.

　　Zhang Shen seemed to think of something, and said uneasy: "Listening to the old saying, when the two were young, his father decided to leave the old school and study martial arts instead."

　　 "That Xu Pingzhi was not a son of man, and left a seed of reading in vain. It is really hateful and hateful." Li Mubai said bitterly.

　　 The two great scholars deeply agree.

　　PS: I really want to be on the shelves soon and start to explode (funny).