Someone called several times in succession. Zhu Yingcai suddenly woke up and replied with a smile: "Brother Su! What are you calling for?"
A young man who looked a bit childish and had a lively expression pretended to be mysterious and said, "Brother Zhu, do you know who the person who just flew into the air with his sword was and killed the Black Mountain Demon?"
Xiaochong thought to himself: "This guy's eyes are so sharp, he can actually see that the clear light in the sky is the intention of the sword! He has extensive knowledge and knowledge, and he actually knows that the person who manipulates the black clouds is called the Black Mountain Old Demon!"
"Could he be a practitioner?"
Zhu Ying was also confused and asked: "How do you know that Master Xiao is Yu Jian?"
He seemed to know that he had said something wrong, and hurriedly added: "But that's a black cloud, not... a black mountain."
The scholar surnamed Su laughed loudly, shook his head and sang: "In the past, there was a beautiful lady, little Su, who danced with her sword and moved her sword in all directions. The spectators were as depressed as the mountains, and the heaven and earth were depressed for a long time. Huo Ruyi shot the nine sunsets, and he was as pretentious as a group of people.
The Emperor flies into the sky like a thunderbolt to suppress his wrath, and ends like a river and sea condensing clear light..."
"The black clouds are like mountains, so they are naturally the Black Mountain Demon..."
"If you didn't tell me, I wouldn't have thought that the back mountain is where Master Xiao lives. He must be the one slaying demons with his sword."
"Master Xiao's methods are exquisite, like the clear light of the river and sea, he can naturally use his sword to slay demons."
Xiaochong exclaimed slightly and thought to himself: "Isn't this the poem "Viewing Little Su's Sword Weapon Hundred" written by my father? How could it be related to this matter? This senior Su must be far-fetched.
, just fabricating stories and telling people nonsense." He couldn't stand listening anymore.
Zhu Ying sighed, how could he not know the habits of this classmate? He turned slightly sideways, revealed Wang Chong, and said: "This is the new junior Wang Chong, known as a child prodigy, and has already gained the reputation of a scholar. This
This is senior fellow student Su Yi, who is one year older than me, but has a lively temperament, loves to make mischief, and is very unstable."
Suddenly a student shouted loudly: "Isn't the back mountain where Master Xiao lives? It turns out that Master Xiao is a man among the immortals. Let's go and become a disciple and learn some immortal methods."
Countless students were reminded by this person, and they all yelled and headed back to the mountain. They were all in high spirits. It seemed that the big crisis that had just been covered by dark clouds did not frighten the teenagers.
Su Yi laughed and said: "There are many books that say that wizards and strangers are proficient in overturning rivers and seas. They can enter and leave the underworld, soar into the clouds and control the fog, swim in the North Sea in the morning, turn around in the sky at dusk, have banquets with gods, and fight with demons and ghosts.
Striving for heights is just a rare thing."
"It's so easy to meet a person like Master Xiao. Even if you give up your fame and wealth, you still have to seek an opportunity."
"They are all going to Master Xiao's residence to become apprentices. Let's go and join in the fun."
"Master Xiao loves your talents the most. Maybe he will accept Brother Zhu as his disciple and teach you the methods of killing monsters and eliminating evil spirits."
Senior Su Yi was very enthusiastic, but Zhu Ying kept rejecting him and refused to go. He rolled his eyes and tried to pull Wang Chong back, urging him a few words. Xiaochong couldn't help but said: "As the saying goes: Shenlong meets his head.
No end in sight. Master Xiao has already exposed his whereabouts, how can he come back? Those who went to become disciples will probably have to do useless work."
"I still have to prepare my homework, so I won't join in the fun with Senior Brother Su."
Seeing that Su Yi couldn't persuade the two of them, and worried about being overtaken by others, Su Yi left angrily. When he was gone, Zhu Yingcai couldn't help but smile and said: "Thanks to these people who have been studying for many years, they don't even have these common worldly feelings."
Even if you can’t see clearly, it’s not as clear-sighted as little brother Wang Chong.”
Xiao Chong sighed, looked at each other and smiled softly at Zhu Ying. They both saw the clear eyes of the other person, and suddenly felt that they had met their best friend.
Zhu Ying took the initiative and said: "Master Xiao is a gentleman who came to our academy the year before last. He is very proficient in the Four Histories, and is well versed in music. His poetry and prose are the best in our academy, and he is highly valued by the dean."
"It's just that no one knows his origin. He usually doesn't like to live in the academy. He lives alone in the back mountain. He only comes down to teach."
"My brother, because his poems and essays are somewhat colorful, he is valued by Master Xiao. He has pointed out several articles, but it is not really a friendship. However, if I have a chance to meet Master Xiao again in the future, I can give it up.
Let’s make some peace with junior Wang Chong and let you join his sect.”
Xiaochong couldn't help but laugh and said: "Why don't you become a disciple yourself? Don't you envy such magical means?"
Zhu Ying laughed and said, "That's impossible to say."
The two of them chatted and laughed and returned to the attic of the academy's warehouse. Xiaochong took out a scroll and began to recite it silently.
Zhu Ying thought to herself that she was also a hard-working person, but she had never seen any classmates who worked so hard. She admired her deeply, so she also picked up a book and read it carefully.
After a while, when the time came, he was about to invite Wang Chong to go to class with him, when he saw Wang Chong's eyes lightly closing, and he began to recite in a low voice. He couldn't help but sigh quietly, and thought to himself: "I think I am quick and far-sighted."
Sheng Nan'er, but I didn't expect that there is such a person as Wang Chong in the world."
"It's so good that it makes people jealous."
Xiaochong memorized it once. Although he still felt that he was not familiar with it, he was thinking about going to class. He hurriedly opened his eyes and said, "Brother Zhu, is it Chen time?"
Zhu Ying smiled and said, "Yes, it's almost Chen time. Let's go to class together."
The two of them walked side by side and arrived at the library.
Bailu Academy divides students into four classes: A, B, C and D according to their academic ability. Zhu Ying has been promoted to Class A, and Wang Chong is new, but he has to attend classes in Class D, so the two of them separated in front of the book hall and went to class separately.
Xiaochong entered the D-shaped library, put down his book, looked around, and saw that more than half of his classmates had not come. He took a book and was about to recite it, but he heard the teacher sitting in front of him slapped his ruler and shouted: "Late comer, please do your homework."
Comment."
The gentleman had a solemn look on his face and immediately started to teach. Wang Chong happened to memorize the six volumes of historical annotations he taught. After listening to a few words, he didn't see anything new taught by the gentleman, so he became slightly distracted.
This gentleman gave a lecture, and when he saw that most of the students were in a state of despair, he sighed in his heart, knowing that these underachievers had no hope of studying, and even if they were trained in various ways, they would never be able to work hard again.
Only a few newly admitted teenagers still had potential, so they paid a lot of attention to the new students. Seeing that Wang Chong was not in his right mind, he couldn't help but feel slightly angry and shouted: "New students, please read a note from the Song Dynasty."
Xiaochong didn't know that his teacher thought he hadn't listened carefully, so he calmly closed the book and started reciting it according to the usual practice at home.
"Since the Duke of Song has died, Huiwen, Wu, Zhaoxiang and Meng have their old careers. Due to the legacy policy, they took Hanzhong in the south, Lifted Bashu in the west, cut off the rich lands in the east, and harvested the key points in the north. The princes were afraid, and they formed an alliance to seek weakness. They became one with each other.
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The more Song Gonglian listened, the more surprised he became. He thought that Wang Chong was young and might not be fully literate, so he asked him to read a paragraph just as a warning. However, he did not expect that this young man actually knew the Six Histories by heart. He couldn't help but feel happy and said to himself: "
Where does the academy come from with such a fresh prodigy? If he is academically capable enough, he should not waste time in the D-class, he must be promoted to a higher class as soon as possible."