Among the students, there were many who had seen Li Qingshan and Xia Lin wearing a red mask and a green mask when they went out together.

Combining various information, people in Lufan Academy can almost conclude that the person who wrote such a famous poem is actually Li Qingshan!

But almost everyone believed it, except one person who didn’t believe it!

Mr. Lu is a man who thinks very highly of himself.

As long as someone says that the green-faced scholar is Li Qingshan, he will definitely fight to argue with them.

Give various arguments to deny the other party's remarks.

Within a few days, he harassed all the students in the academy.

Finally one day, he made the public angry!

Students from the fifth grade to the ninth grade worked together to bring this shelf to Dean Zhong.

Please comment, Dean Zhong, on whether the green-faced scholar is actually Li Qingshan.

I originally promised Li Qingshan not to tell anyone about it, but I saw the students in his college were so thirsty for knowledge.

He made an exception and said tactfully: "That poem was indeed written by him, and it is also a famous poem throughout the ages. The nine changes outside the Niangzi Building that day were all created by famous poems through the ages." "Of course, he can do such a thing.

Many famous poems throughout the ages were all written under my guidance."

The dean's words not only shocked Mr. Lu, but also shocked all the students at Lufan Academy to the point of being petrified on the spot!

Regardless of whether you have the guidance of the dean or not, if you can write nine eternally famous poems in one breath, how much wisdom does that have?

No wonder this person can win the favor of the princess. It’s not that the princess was blinded by the skin, but that this group of scholars is blinded!

A sense of shame suddenly arose in the hearts of all the students.

They felt deeply ashamed for the rumors they had imagined about Li Qingshan at that time.

A great talent who could compose nine eternally famous poems is definitely not what they imagined.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Mr. Lu, who was lying on the ground, suddenly got up and pointed at everyone present with a folding fan: "Then Li Qingshan is just a country man, how can he write famous poems through the ages!"

"Liu Daru, take your students back and take good care of them." Dean Zhong sighed softly, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

Lu Yi's talent in Confucianism and Taoism is acceptable, but in terms of life, he probably has a lot of flaws.

Arrogance and arrogance will eventually become a taboo!

In the end, a blushing Liu Daru knocked his student unconscious and dragged him away.

It can be seen that Mr. Lu will definitely suffer the consequences after he returns...

Mr. Lu was taken away, but the students refused to leave. They begged the dean to tell them what the remaining famous poems were.

As a result, the dean looked directly at them. Not only did he not tell them, he also warned them that if it was rumored that the green-faced scholar was Li Qingshan, not only would he be expelled from the academy, but his Confucianism and Taoism would also be revoked!

This time, no one dared to ask, and they even regretted learning about it...

Looking at the students running as fast as rabbits, Dean Zhong twirled his beard with joy, looked into the distance, and said with a smile: "Little friend Li, I shouldn't be breaking my promise to keep the secret, right?"

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A sneeze! A sneeze!

Li Qingshan, who was sitting on the horse, suddenly felt a chill and sneezed several times.

The little red horse murmured: "Hey!"... [Caught a cold? Why don't you come down and take a walk to warm yourself up?]

Li Qingshan shook his head and said: "Forget it, someone must be talking about me behind my back."

Aren't you just too lazy to walk by yourself... The little red horse rolled his eyes and continued to walk forward.

After walking for half a day, night gradually enveloped the entire sky.

Under a big tree, Li Qingshan lives and cooks.

When you go out, you can't eat as luxuriously as you do in the capital.

Put a bundle of dry noodles into the pot, add some green vegetables, sesame oil, chopped green onions, and a piece of fat-free pork that has been prepared in advance.

A simple and delicious dinner is ready.

After serving two bowls, Li Qingshan and Little Red Horse sat by the campfire, eating the noodles with chopsticks.

Ta da...ta da...

The subtle sounds of carriages and horses and the sound of people communicating came from not far away.

Gradually, a donkey cart carrying many large items arrived not far from Li Qingshan.

The driver of the donkey cart was a young man with fair skin. He stopped the donkey cart.

An old man squatting on the donkey cart slowly got off the car. A rusty cigarette stick hung on the old man's chest. Before he even got close to Li Qingshan, he could smell the thick smoke on him.

The old man and the young man walked in front of Li Qingshan. The old man took a step forward, cupped his fists and said with a smile: "This little brother, I wonder if I can buy some pasta from you. I have a baby in the car who always eats dry food with us. This stomach

Somewhat unbearable."

Li Qingshan looked in the direction of the old man's finger and saw a young woman sitting on the donkey cart.

The woman's skin is slightly rough, but her figure is extremely proud, like a ripe peach.

Sitting next to the woman was a child, who looked to be about five years old. He looked timidly at Li Qingshan with a pair of big eyes.

"Okay, I'll give you five cents and give you a pot of noodles."

Five cents is not expensive, I guess it is the price of a pot of noodles.

The old man happily took out five coins from his waist and handed them to Li Qingshan.

After accepting the money, Li Qingshan grabbed three handfuls of noodles from the bag beside him and threw them into the pot: "You can cook them yourself."

The old man saw Li Qingshan grabbing the dry noodles without shaking at all, and he felt a little more favorable towards the scholar-looking young man in front of him.

"Liu Yan, come down with your baby to eat noodles."

While the young man took down some bowls, chopsticks and two salted duck eggs from his donkey cart, he helped the young woman and the child get out of the car.

Soon, the group was sitting around the big iron pot, waiting for the noodles to boil.

When the noodles were almost cooked, the old man picked up the two salted duck eggs and put the egg whites into his and the young man's bowls.

The two oily salted egg yolks were placed in the bowls of the young women and children.

Not long after, the four people in the group started eating noodles.

Li Qingshan, on the other hand, was leaning against a big tree with his eyes slightly closed, practicing the Spark Technique.

[Star Fire Technique: First Grade Xuan Rank (7%)]

[4,000 sparks have been moved today (the upper limit has been reached!)]

[Get longevity: March!]

[Current longevity: 21 years!]

[Walking on the Wind: Level 2 (29%)]

Since the Spark Technique has been upgraded to a higher level, the progress of carrying the Spark every day has become slower and slower.

Li Qingshan estimated that just absorbing spirit stones, judging from the current progress, it is estimated that each time he upgrades to a small level, a huge amount of spirit stones will be consumed.

Soon, the group eating noodles there stopped making any movement.
Chapter completed!