Gu Changsheng helplessly held his forehead, having a headache.
Even though he had been aloof in his two lives, at this moment, his head hurt.
After all, Gu Changsheng didn't know much about the Confucian classics in this world.
His understanding of Confucian classics is still based on the Confucianism of his previous life.
Of course, the Confucian scriptures of these two worlds have many things in common.
But now, Gu Changsheng has not yet calmed down, studied, and systematically summarized his knowledge of Confucian classics.
Now when he goes out to meet these literati, Gu Changsheng feels that he will definitely show his timidity.
After all, the same rice can feed hundreds of people.
Although thousands of literati seem to be fanatical fans of him, who can guarantee that none of them come here with the intention of making themselves look embarrassed?
No matter when, there will always be such a person, and even what drives him to do these things is not profit.
Just pure malice.
Take ten thousand steps back.
These thousands of literati were all sincere gentlemen who admired Gu Changsheng's talent and learned from him.
Then Gu Changsheng was even less willing to go out.
After all, he knows his own affairs.
It might not be bad to let him write poems and paintings.
However, Gu Changsheng has not yet had a complete and systematic understanding of this world of Confucian classics.
The discipleship ceremony of thousands of sincere gentlemen is really too heavy.
Gu Changsheng didn't think he could bear it now.
Just think of this.
However, Gu Changsheng no longer hesitated and stood up directly.
Fortunately, although the outside of the small courtyard has been surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside.
But in the final analysis, those who came to the small courtyard were all admirers of Gu Changsheng, and they were not soldiers who wanted to arrest Gu Changsheng and bring him to justice. They would not seal the back door of the small courtyard where Gu Changsheng lived.
Soon, Gu Changsheng slipped to the back door and was about to open the door and leave.
Gu Changsheng saw two people he had never expected.
A familiar person was the first person in the academy that Gu Changsheng met after coming to Nankang Academy. Jiang Xue and Jiang Zhongxuan, the last senior disciple of Nankang Academy and one of the two great sages in Nankang Academy.
The other person is an old man who looks to be in his late teens, but is still energetic, tall and has kind eyes.
At this moment, the old man was stroking his beard and looking at Gu Changsheng in front of him with a smile. There was indescribable appreciation and curiosity in his eyes.
Seeing Jiang Xue's respectful attitude towards the old man.
Gu Changsheng's mind suddenly moved and he guessed the old man's identity: "Master Yuanzun?"
The current president of Nankang Academy, Chang Sun Sheng, heard this and nodded with a smile. He looked at Gu Changsheng in front of him, but the admiration in his eyes could not be concealed: "Gu Xiaoyou, why did you leave here?"
Gu Changsheng scratched his head, but he had nothing to hide, so he spoke openly.
"First, I am afraid that some of my fellow talents have ill intentions. Second, I feel that I am not qualified to receive such a great gift."
"call……"
Hearing Gu Changsheng's reply.
Changsun Sheng had not expressed anything yet, but the admiration in Jiang Xue's eyes became more intense.
He and Changsun Sheng stayed at the back door with the intention of supporting Gu Changsheng.
Changsun Sheng is the master of Nankang Academy. Although he is a great scholar, he has already become well versed in human nature after living to this age.
Needless to say, Jiang Xue is a reckless man just in appearance. He can be praised as a great sage of Nankang, a sage who can suppress 70% of the scourge of demons in Nankang.
How could Jiang Xue not guess the risks that Gu Changsheng could foresee?
But the problem is that of the two of them, one is Nankang Yuanzun, and the other is nearly thirty years old and has truly experienced many things in the world, so they can have such wisdom of mind.
But what about Gu Changsheng?
Half a year ago, I was just a scholar in a small county, but I was able to figure this out.
What's more, he was able to be so calm and composed in front of thousands of respected scholars.
This alone made Jiang Xue look more highly upon this junior brother.
"Young junior brother can figure this out, which is very valuable."
Jiang Xue said solemnly, her posture was very sincere, and she did not have the condescending attitude of those who often preach. She said sincerely: "As scholars, the most taboo thing for us is to be arrogant. We must always reflect on ourselves in order to achieve success.
"
Finished.
Jiang Xue thought about it, but she felt that she was a senior brother.
The junior brother did such a good job, so he had to show some expression. After thinking for a while, he decisively took out a small silver bottle from his pocket, handed it to Gu Changsheng solemnly, and said: "This thing is called
[Silver Bell Vase] is not a very precious treasure, it is just an eighth-grade cultural treasure, but it is always kept at hand, and it can also accumulate and store the vitality of heaven and earth, so I gave it to my junior brother. It can also be regarded as a congratulation to my junior brother for making "I will enter the wine".
"This is a masterpiece that will be spread all over the world!"
Seeing Jiang Xue's solemn look, Gu Changsheng didn't refuse and took it immediately, about to thank him.
But suddenly he felt a tremor in his chest.
Immediately, they poured straight into the [Silver Bell Bottle]!
“Buzz——!”
As talents flow.
A mysterious brilliance also appeared outside the silver bell bottle, which looked particularly agile.
"This is?"
Gu Changsheng was surprised and happy.
He was surprised that the talent would flow into the silver bell bottle on its own, but he was happy that he could feel that the talent that had entered the silver bell bottle stopped gradually dissipating and became solidified again.
Gu Changsheng only had one thought.
You can withdraw the talents that have flowed into the silver bell bottle, which is equivalent to giving yourself an extra place to store talents out of thin air!
Seeing Gu Changsheng's surprised look, Jiang Xue also smiled slightly and said.
"To be honest, this silver bell vase also has another function, that is, it can help us and other literary cultivators store and store their talents."
Needless to say, it is obvious that this silver bell vase was not a whim of Jiang Xue's, but a gift specially prepared for him after he saw that he had made "The Wine".
"Thank you, senior brother, for the gift!"
Gu Changsheng took a deep breath, bowed slightly, and solemnly thanked him.
This [Silver Bell Vase], for Gu Changsheng, was like a pillow when he fell asleep, and it was very timely.
Jiang Xue waved her hands repeatedly and said: "Junior brother, don't be too polite. Although this silver bell vase can store talents, the grade is here, so it is not too precious. But the advantage is that this silver bell vase can hold seven inches.
Talent."
"It should be enough for me, little junior brother, to last for a while...is it full?"
Jiang Xue hasn't finished speaking yet.
The silver bell bottle in Gu Changsheng's hand suddenly trembled.
Immediately, under Jiang Xue's astonished gaze, a silver glow rose from the mouth of the bottle, turning into a stream of light that resembled a bottle stopper, sealing the entire mouth of the silver bell bottle.
There was no trace of any miraculous appearance, and it fell directly into the palm of Gu Changsheng's hand.
It looks like a common small silver vase for decoration, no different!