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Chapter 031 Hundreds of birds come to court every day, a song that moves the world

"Taiping has an image, which is called literary talent."

Feng Qingyan stood in front of the window of the study room in the wooden house, looking at the ice and snow that was gradually melting outside. Finally, a relaxed smile appeared on his face, and he said curiously: "Can I call the literary talent in my previous life? If so, what is literary talent?

Is there any geometry?”

Although the memory of his previous life is like seeing flowers in the mist, there is always a layer between him, but no matter which life he is in, his literary talent is still his literary talent.

Even if he can't recall them all, with his current literary talent, maybe one liter is enough. He doesn't need too many, and he doesn't need to be famous all over the world now, he only needs one liter.

In his opinion, it was only a matter of time before he became famous all over the world.

Just as he believed that one day he would become a world-famous qin master, sitting and discussing the Tao with all his students.

Although he could breathe a sigh of relief, he could not relax at all in his studies.

Feng Qingyan continued to immerse himself in the vast sea of ​​books and read Confucian classics crazily, hoping that one day he could integrate the knowledge of his previous life and use all the knowledge for his own use.

In the past two days, as expected, a steady stream of students from various prefectures and counties arrived.

For example, Mu Yu, a seventh-rank qin player from Yunan Prefecture, Rong Tao, an eighth-rank chess player from Anxi County, Yan Shan, a standing bookcase from the land of etiquette and righteousness, Yu Yuan, a seventh-rank literary talent from Tianshui County, and a poet and painter from Jiangnan.

Jue Meilan and others.

In the bamboo house where Fang Wang discussed the qin, Mu Yu, one person and one qin, overwhelmed all the qin players, and proudly asked: "Who else is there?"

On the hilltop on one side of the academy, Rong Tao laid out a killing chess game, with billowing smoke rising from behind, and countless soldiers and horses could be faintly seen coming to kill him.

No one dares to play such a chess game.

Liu Ling couldn't stand it and wanted to rush forward to play chess, but Helianshan stopped him sternly.

Mei Lan painted with ink in the Lingshui River, turning the long-frozen Lingshui River into a spring river with warm water and green banks, with fish swimming freely and ducks playing in the water...

This scene shocked many students.

In the past two days, too many extraordinary students have come, but within a day or two, the academy's name has spread, and it has become the object of many students' pursuit. Even if Feng Qingyan is studying hard in the wooden house, he has heard about them and knows their names.

The talent...

However, whether their talents are high or low has nothing to do with Feng Qingyan.

While he was still immersed in studying, an uninvited guest came outside the wooden house. It was Mu Yu who asked "Who else" in the bamboo house.

"Excuse me, can Feng Sanwen be there?"

A female voice came from outside. Feng Qingyan frowned, put down his books and walked out. When he opened the door, he saw a luxurious carriage parked in front of the house, and a fifteen or sixteen-year-old man dressed as a servant standing there.

Maid.

A Feng Yi Yuli woman who was about 17 or 18 years old stepped down from the carriage with Qin in her arms. She gave a slight salute to Feng Qingyan who was standing on the steps and said, "Mu Yu has met Feng Sanwen."

"Qingyan has seen a shepherd girl."

Feng Qingyan returned the gift and looked at Mu Yu with some surprise. Although he had not met him yet, he had already heard his name, but for some reason he came to him and asked: "I wonder what Miss Mu Yu is looking for? If it's about discussing the piano fighting skills, then

No need, Qingyan swore when he was young that he would not be a qin master or discuss the qin with others, so please come back."

"How dare Mu Yu let Mr. Feng Lang break his oath?"

Mu Yu looked at Feng Qingyan and said, "Mu Yu came here just to see Feng Langjun. Please forgive Feng Langjun for Mu Yu's recklessness."

Feng Qingyan was stunned for a moment and said: "The girl is too praised."

"Yu, I also said when I was young, if I don't become the Qin Lord, I will never leave the court. I will live only for the Qin and die only for the Qin." Mu Yu said softly, but what he said was earth-shattering and shocked Feng Qingyan.

, "Today, when I heard the oath of my youth, Feng Langjun, I realized that I have a friend on the piano road, so I came to see him..."

"I'm not as good as a girl."

Feng Qingyan was really shocked and bowed deeply to Mu Yu.

"Yu and Langjun encourage each other. If hundreds of birds come to court one day, one song will surely move the world." Mu Yu returned the greeting and turned around to get in the car.

On the way back, the maid was a little confused and asked: "Girl, didn't you ask Feng Sanwen to discuss the qin? I heard that Feng Sanwen and Sanwen suppressed the eighth-grade qin player Fang Wang. I wonder if there is a good girl?"

"no."

Mu Yu shook his head and said, "Just looking at my friends on the piano path."

Feng Qingyan kept watching the carriage leave and go back to the house. He was indeed shocked by Mu Yu's words.

If you don't become Qinjun, I swear you won't leave the cabinet.

How courageous is this?

Makes you feel ashamed.

He thought that he had just made the oath of youth just to make up the lie, which made him extremely ashamed. He could not imagine how such a weak woman could still maintain confidence and calmness under the huge pressure from her family, the world, and ethics.

?

His hands were trembling slightly, as if he had met a close friend.

From now on, the oath I made when I was young is my oath to seal Qingyan! Although he had also promised to be straight before, being straight and making an oath are two different things and cannot be confused.

Then his hands became quiet.

He had no intention of continuing to study, but took a carriage to the south bank and asked Zhou Chang for news about Mu Yu. He was indeed curious about Mu Yu, how a weak woman survived under the ethics...

Moreover, his obsession and persistence towards the piano are also admirable.

Zhou Chang didn't know much about Mu Yu. What he knew was the same as other students, which was the most basic information. He said: "This shepherd girl is indeed extraordinary, and her persistence in playing the piano is admirable."

He pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said: "However, the chance of becoming Qin Jun is very slim. Moreover, it may be Double Ten in two years, and the resistance she will encounter will be stronger, even so strong that she cannot resist.

."

Feng Qingyan frowned and sighed slightly.

At that time, she might be "killed"...



One day passed.

On the next morning, the academy became extremely lively.

Many huge ships came from the sea of ​​clouds, and figures that could not be seen clearly descended through the air. Their bodies exuded a mighty aura that made the heaven and earth shake...

Or, a flying boat carrying several people flew in from Yiyeye.

The south bank of Lingshui River was already full of people.

Students can stand in front.

"Tian Xingjian——"

A rich and resonant old man's voice, with an ancient charm, suddenly sounded from the sky and the earth, and was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears, "A gentleman is constantly striving for self-improvement."

Many people watching the ceremony looked around to see who was singing.

"Tieshikun——"

The charm in the voice became stronger, as if people were transported back to ancient times through time and space.

"A gentleman carries his wealth with kindness."

When the sound fell, a huge stone ten feet high fell from the sky and stuck directly in the open space in front of the academy gate.

Standing like a monument.

I saw two lines of large characters written on the stele, which were exactly what the old man said.

The characters are like falling stones, the paintings are like summer clouds, the hooks are like bent gold, the weapons are like crossbows, there are images vertically and horizontally, and there are ambitions high and low.

All the students saw everything.

Or the clouds in the sky, or the swords on the battlefield, or the dragons flying in the sky, or the intersecting mountains and rivers...




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