"When all the disciples of the Academy are awarded the title of gentleman, they will shout out a motto for their life, and they will fight for it throughout their lives. This sentence is the so-called 'You have clouds'." Xie, who had always spoken indifferently, said
Yu Ling's voice seemed a little excited at this moment, "It is said that when a gentleman shouts these words, the heaven and earth will resonate with it!"
"Yes. Every academy disciple, whether he plans to go down the mountain in the future or stays on the mountain all his life, has a goal in his heart." Feng Zuojun's eyes seemed to flash with light, "That is to become a gentleman."
"Yes." Luo Qin, who had been walking in front, said with a smile, "Luo also wanted to be a gentleman before, but the Confucian sage didn't take a fancy to me back then. He said that although I had great ambitions, I didn't have the ability to play the harp. I
At first I thought that my husband was persuading me to find a wife, but later I realized that what he meant was that I have high ambitions but low abilities and lack of ability. But it doesn’t matter if I can’t be a bird, then I can be a gust of wind and help you soar into the clouds.” He pushed open a room.
Inside, there were seven or eight people doing some copying work, and in front of them were some white butterflies with broken wings.
"Xie Yuling, Su Baiyi, you guys stay outside, Feng Zuojun, you come in with me," Nangong Xi'er said.
"Yes." The three of them responded at the same time.
After Luo Qin introduced Nangong Xi'er and the others, he closed the door and said, "Although Die Feng is controlled by the Academy, not every disciple can see the news. Of course, Junior Sister Nangong is fine. I wonder who this Junior Brother is?"
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"Oh, junior brother, my name is Feng Zuojun." Feng Zuojun said, cupping his fists.
"Oh, he turned out to be the young sect leader of the Feng Family in Tianxiao Yun Realm. That's no problem. Because the news itself comes from your Feng Family." Luo Qin whistled, and a white butterfly landed on his finger.
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Feng Zuojun nodded: "I heard it. It is said that our family has closed the door. But I don't think this is a big deal. When I was a child, the door would be closed every year during the Feng family festival. My mother wanted to find my father.
When calculating scandals, the door will also be closed."
"But this is different." Luo Qin took out a note from the butterfly and threw the note to Nangong Xi'er.
Nangong Xi'er took the note and looked at it, frowning slightly. Feng Zuojun came over to take a look and was also shocked.
There are only eight words written on it, "Tianxiao Yunjing's second house is planning to cause chaos."
Then the note spontaneously ignited and fell to the ground, turning into a ball of ashes.
"The second roommate is talking about my second uncle. He has a disease in his right leg and has difficulty moving. He rarely comes out of his own house. He plans to cause trouble? What is his reason for making trouble? What is the result? How is my father?
"Feng Zuojun's expression suddenly became excited.
Luo Qin shook his head: "The Tianxiao Cloud Realm is still closed. It was very difficult for us to get this news. As for the result, we have not found out. Maybe we will wait until the next time the news comes.
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"I can't wait any longer, senior sister! Let's go quickly! Don't waste time here." Feng Zuojun said urgently.
"Xiao Feng, don't be anxious." Nangong Xi'er reached out and pressed Feng Zuojun's shoulder, "If your second uncle wins, he will naturally declare that he will inherit the Tianxiao Cloud Realm. But since the Tianxiao Cloud Realm is still closed now,
If it is closed, it means that this matter has not yet reached a conclusion."
Feng Zuojun nodded: "Sister, you are right, so... we should set off immediately!"
"Okay." Nangong Xi'er turned around.
"Wait a minute." Luo Qin suddenly said.
"What are you waiting for, Senior Brother Luo!" Feng Zuojun waved his hand anxiously, but accidentally hit something. He took a closer look and found another white butterfly flying in front of him.
Luo Qin reached out to catch the teetering butterfly and took away the note on it.
"What's written on it? But is there any new news?" Feng Zuojun asked.
Luo Qin frowned slightly, then shook his head: "It's not good."
Outside the house, Su Baiyi and Xie Yuling had been guarding the door after Nangong Xi'er and his wife entered. Su Baiyi's mind was filled with thoughts of what Feng Zuojun said to him along the way, and those stories about Shanglin Tiangong. Originally,
It had nothing to do with him, a young scholar who grew up in Xinghua Village, but after Nangong Xi'er said those words, it seemed to be closely related to him.
Is Su Han, the Grand Master of Shanglin Tiangong Palace, the great hero named Su that Master mentioned?
Is Su Dianmo, the second palace lord of Shanglin Tiangong, the beautiful woman named Su that Master mentioned?
So what is the relationship between these two people and myself?
Could it be that he is the son of the Grand Master of Shanglin Tiangong? But if that's the case, why did he wander around since he was a child? It's too unreal. But there is always a reason for Xie Kanhua to adopt him, so it seems possible.
When Su Baiyi was thinking wildly, he suddenly realized that Xie Yuling beside him had been looking at him quietly. Su Baiyi looked over, but Xie Yuling hurriedly turned his head away.
Such coquettishness was completely different from the confrontational look when talking to Feng Zuojun. Su Baiyi turned his head and found Xie Yuling looking at him again. He felt a little uncomfortable, so he hesitated and asked: "
Thank you, senior brother, but do you have any questions for me?"
"Oh, it's nothing." Xie Yuling turned her head again.
Su Baiyi scratched his head, wondering what kind of medicine this senior brother Xie was selling in his gourd.
The two stood in silence for a while, but Xie Yuling spoke hesitantly: "I heard that you are from Xinghua Village. How is it... there?"
"Xinghua Village." Su Baiyi didn't understand what Xie Yuling meant, and said after thinking for a while, "It's a nice place. There aren't many villagers, it's very quiet, and the apricot flower wine there is delicious, but after living there for a long time, you'll feel
It’s very boring.”
"It's very quiet." Xie Yuling murmured.
"Yeah, sometimes at night, I feel it's too quiet and a bit scary." Su Baiyi said with a smile, "I also told the master that we should move to Fengqiao Town, so that I wouldn't have to worry about it every time I get out of bed.
I can only drink soy donkey meat with wine."
"What did your master say?"
"Master replied with two words." Su Baiyi stretched out two fingers and shook them, "No money."
Xie Yuling actually smiled: "Are you poor?"
"Master has opened a book school in Xinghua Village, and students from several nearby villages come to our school. But you know, they are all villagers, so they don't have any money. Master doesn't mind. Sometimes poor people give a few copper coins.
, he also asked me to send it back, saying that I could exchange it for a few jars of home-brewed apricot blossom wine. Every year during the Chinese New Year, Master can earn a lot of money by writing letters to big families in the city." Su Baiyi's tone suddenly sounded dissatisfied,