Huoqia Sanqing (two pounds of meat)
In a rain corridor of Minglun Hall, Zhuge Yuan walked towards his residence with a frustrated look on his face. The old man's words just now hurt him badly. No matter what he said, the other party still said that the rules are the rules, and everyone should do it.
No matter what you do, you must never arrogate even a little bit.
Just do odd jobs. It’s not like I don’t like to work, but I don’t teach you anything. Why did I come here after all the hard work?
Not only did the other party not teach, but Zhuge Yuan was very dissatisfied with the fact that Ming Lun Hall always divided people into three, six or nine grades. He found that the outside world was completely different from what he had imagined in the mountains.
"No." Zhuge Yuan immediately clenched his fists. "We can't just let it go, we can't give up so easily."
"But in this situation, how should I break the situation?" Zhuge Yuan stood under the rain corridor, leaning against the square window on the left, looking at the green lake outside the window in trance.
Suddenly his green pupils reflected in the lake lit up, "Yes, he doesn't have the final say in Minglun Hall alone. I can go find Li Jinshu!" The young man who wrote erotic poems before gave him a deep impression.
impression.
Compared to the old man's tough temper, the other party's attitude was obviously much better, and he had also said before that he could enter the Ping Lun Hall.
"What's more, according to the old man's tone before, there is not much difference in status between the two of them in this clearly defined Minglun Hall." When he thought of this, Zhuge Yuan suddenly couldn't care about anything else, and immediately turned around and headed towards Li Jinshu's residence.
Go.
After walking through it once that night, Zhuge Yuan arrived in front of his small bamboo forest courtyard not long after. As soon as he opened the courtyard door and entered, he saw the other party lying on an armchair, eating green bodhi, and looking at a piece of cake in his hand.
book.
He looked at it very carefully, and waited until Zhuge Yuan got close to realize it. When he got close to this position, Zhuge Yuan also saw clearly the cover of the book, "Rhymes in Brothel"
"Ah~, little brother Zhuge, what brought you here? I have nothing to do, so maybe I want to study the art of prostitution with my classmates?" Li Jinshu sat up as he spoke, and began to recommend Zhuge Yuan with great interest.
When he picked up his book, he praised the book in his hand for everything in heaven and earth.
"Ahem, Senior Yuting, I came to you to discuss something else." The explicit calligraphy and paintings on the book made Zhuge Yuan look away quickly and his face turned red.
"Hey, I'm still too young. I don't know what a treasure is. Tell me, what's the matter?" Li Jinshu, who had just half raised his body, immediately spread out on the armchair and continued to read the book in his hand.
Upon hearing this, Zhuge Yuan immediately told the old man about his previous conversation and the current situation.
Hearing this, Li Jinshu immediately opened his eyes and sat up from the chair, "What? Not only did the hall not let you enter the school, but they also treated you like a handyman??"
"Well you didn't know?"
"Of course I don't know! At that time, after Senior Nasigong checked that you were fine, he said that he could just leave everything to him."
Zhuge Yuan said with a hint of helplessness: "It seems that Senior Sigong has already made plans not to let me enter the Minglun Hall. He just said that to stabilize you temporarily."
"Follow me!" Li Jinshu, filled with indignation, immediately put away the prostitution book in his hands and stood up.
"Where to go?" Zhuge Yuan was a little confused.
"Find someone, this matter can't end like this." Immediately afterwards, Li Jinshu led Zhuge Yuan towards the outside of the courtyard.
Following the figure in front of him, Zhuge Yuan saw more parts of Minglun Hall for the first time. He also discovered for the first time that Minglun Hall was so big that there was even a small lake inside.
Continuously walking among the various courtyard corridors, Zhuge Yuan followed Li Jinshu to meet all kinds of people in Ming Lun Hall.
Zhuge Yuan could not recognize the identities of these people in Ming Lun Hall, but it was certain that Li Jinshu had a reason for looking for them.
However, as time passed by, the confidence on Li Jinshu's face gradually disappeared.
"You said that this kid's wife has an old relationship with the powerful person in the hall. What proof is there?"
"There is proof. My master wrote a letter to me, but Senior Sigong took it away."
"What you say is unfounded, bring me the letter."
It was as if everything had been agreed upon, and everyone had to believe it. They all said they would say nothing else until they saw the letter.
At this time, the two of them finally realized that this road had been blocked by Sigong from the beginning. Ever since Zhuge Yuan gave him the letter last time, he never returned it.
"Hey." Li Jinshu sat down on the stairs and sighed helplessly. "Senior Sigong did a little too amazing this time."
"Let's go find him!" Zhuge Yuan suddenly became angry. This was too bullying, targeting himself in this way.
But Li Jinshu on the side quickly stretched out his hand to hold him back, "What's the use of going to him? If you argue with him, your rationale will become irrational. Don't forget, this is Minglun Hall, and you are just an outsider now. Besides,
, it’s not like you haven’t seen his bad temper before. Do you think you can convince him to return the letter to you or something?"
"What should we do?"
"Don't worry, let me think." Li Jinshu sat down on the stairs again, resting his chin on his knees and thinking.
Zhuge Yuan leaned against the wooden pillar and thought for a while, then spoke again: "I don't believe it. Ming Lun Hall has a way to know my origin, right?"
After all, in such a famous place, it is impossible to confirm a person's identity without any means.
"Yes, yes, but do you think you are qualified to let them use it on you? Now it is you who begs them, instead of them rushing to beg you to enter the hall."
When Zhuge Yuan heard this, he couldn't help but sigh deeply, stopped his wandering, and sat down on the stairs with Li Jinshu.
"How about you go back again and write another letter to your wife?"
"It's better to avoid it. Several months have passed since then. Besides, I've already thought about getting ahead before going back. Just going back like this...it's so shameless."
After thinking for a while, Li Jinshu's eyes suddenly lit up, "Hey! I thought of a way. It doesn't matter if you don't believe me, but we can go directly to Wang Changxu!"
Zhuge Yuan was confused when he heard this. "But isn't he already dead long ago?"
"Yes, he is dead, but his tablet is still in the hall." Thinking of this method, Li Jinshu immediately stood up and walked towards the eaves on the left.
Zhuge Yuan quickly followed. His eyes were full of shock and he said, "Is this okay?"
"Of course, but don't underestimate Pinglun Hall."
Under the leadership of Li Jinshu, Zhuge Yuan walked towards the depths of Minglun Hall. The further inside, the more claustrophobic it became. The corridors in the courtyard are connected, and the rocks are dotted. The combination of strange trees and rocks and high walls seems to connect the place together.
maze.
After walking for almost two sticks of incense, Li Jinshu’s steps in front of him suddenly stopped. “Shh! Stop! Lower your head!”
Zhuge Yuan quickly stood still and leaned closely behind a rockery. He did not dare to move for a moment, but he did not see anything or hear anything.
After hearing Li Jinshu say leaving again, Zhuge Yuan continued to walk forward. "Keep your voice down, slow down, don't let them find out!"
Hearing these words, Zhuge Yuan was stunned for a moment. He imitated the other person and lowered his voice to the lowest level, and asked the other person: "Senior Li, what are you doing? Why should we be sneaky and like thieves? Just be honest and upright.
Isn’t it okay to just walk in?”
"Nonsense, of course it won't work. There are so many rules in Minglun Hall, how can you, an outsider, be allowed to see the memorial tablets of our ancestors?"
"But it doesn't matter, just follow me. Wherever there are people guarding here, where you can go and where you can't go, I'm clear! Follow me quickly!" Li Jinshu lowered his back as much as possible.
Zhuge Yuan turned his head and glanced behind him. The path was gradually filled with mist. He began to regret finding such an unreliable guy like Li Jinshu.
Under the leadership of Li Jinshu, they walked around for a while, and a two-story ancient house appeared in front of them. The roof covered with vines blocked all the sunlight and completely covered the lower part.
Li Jinshu walked to the ancient house, opened the door, and walked in carefully. Zhuge Yuan quickly followed.
Due to the lack of light source, Zhuge Yuan could only vaguely see many pillars in the hall. When he got closer, he realized that there were rows of bookcases under the pillars.
"We're almost there, go through this Jiezi Zhai." Li Jinshu lowered his voice again and explained.
"Senior Li, if you had told me earlier that this was against the law, I wouldn't have come."
"You kid, I don't have anything to fear from you. You haven't entered the Ping Lun Hall yet, so why should you abide by the rules? When you enter the Ping Lun Hall, you will abide by the rules."
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