Upon hearing the news, the hall master's eyes widened immediately and he hurriedly asked Ye Linyuan: "How is it? Young man, do you want to join?
If you join now, maybe the leader will personally teach you about your knowledge! That would be a great blessing!"
Ye Linyuan squeezed out a smile, pretending to be surprised and asked: "Is it true? In fact, I have always admired the leader, I'm just embarrassed to say it out!"
"right?"
When the hall master saw what he said, he suddenly became enthusiastic and even threw away his crutches and held his hands: "Actually, I knew you were good at studying as soon as I saw you!
Remember, knowledge changes destiny! As long as you study the knowledge in Tujiao seriously, you won’t even want to be an immortal master!”
"I think so too!"
Ye Linyuan couldn't help but clenched his fists and asked hurriedly: "What about the leader! I want to meet the leader! I want to see what kind of talent he has to write such exquisite poems!"
"Exquisite...this word is used well!" The hall leader praised: "Just based on your word, I will definitely recommend you to the leader!"
"Really! Thank you very much, Master!"
Han Zhuyao looked at their compliments, silently took Wu Huairou's hand and took half a step back, and sent a message to her: "Xiao Wu, you must remember, never deal with scholars in the future.
Look, they are so hypocritical."
"No, my sister said that scholars are easy to deceive."
Wu Huairou's voice also drifted into Han Zhuyao's ears: "As long as you give him what he wants, and call what you don't want to give him a crime, you can use him easily."
Han Zhuyao's eyes widened, not because of her words, but because of her skill in saying these words: "You can transmit sounds!"
"My sister taught me this!"
"But you are only the first grade..."
"is there a problem?"
While the old man and the young man were communicating via message, Ye Linyuan had already reached a consensus with the old hall master.
It's time to study now. After lunch is ready, follow him to see the leader.
As for the young people studying around me...
When they heard that the leader was coming, they had already dispersed and gone to other places. They each held the books in their hands and studied hard, probably to show off in front of the leader.
After the old hall master finished speaking, he also ran to prepare. However, he left the book "Three Thousand Tu Poems" to Ye Linyuan, saying that he wanted him to read more.
It would be best if you could memorize one song.
Ye Linyuan could only agree with a wry smile. After he left, he turned to look at the two people behind him: "Now the truth is out. As long as we catch that kid later, we can find Yun Miao."
"Is it that simple? Don't you want to beat that kid?"
Han Zhuyao seemed dissatisfied with his plan: "This is the land of the empire. Even if you buy all the houses, it is still on the royal land! How can you do such a selfish thing!"
"Senior, please don't be angry yet. I believe Yun Miao did this with a plan."
Ye Linyuan looked at the extremely excited scholars around him and seemed to catch a hint of inspiration: "Look at these scholars, do they pursue Tu Jiao like those who pursue immortal masters?
If...if they could replace the status of immortal masters in people's hearts with things that ordinary people can obtain, wouldn't that be a true great kindness?"
"Great kindness?"
Han Zhuyao frowned: "You talked a lot about the Immortal Master along the way. Do you really look down on the belief in the Immortal Master that much?"
"It's not that I look down on it."
Ye Linyuan lowered his head and opened the pages of the book: "It's just that it doesn't deserve to be called faith."
"Then what kind of Tu Jiao is this suitable for?"
Han Zhuyao asked back: "Look at these young people.
All of them look like humans in their clothes, but if they were really asked to resist the demon clan, how many of them could be stopped? They are all the ones who tore their clothes and shouted for help."
"They really can't kill monsters."
Ye Linyuan read two poems at random and closed the page: "Senior Han, there is more to killing monsters than just killing monsters in this world.
Scholars can study and farmers can farm. Isn’t this the goal we pursue in killing monsters?”
"Can……"
Han Zhuyao wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Ye Linyuan.
"Okay, senior, if you can't trust others, can't you still trust me?"
Ye Linyuan held the scroll in his hand and looked directly at him: "When a person walks in the world, his body and soul must always be walking on the road.
Now that my cultivation is shallow and I can't help you much, I am responsible for carrying their souls around the world. One day, you will find that I am right."
"snort!"
Han Zhuyao snorted coldly, folded his hands and muttered: "I'm too lazy to care about you little guys. Anyway, you are also what they call the immortal master, and sooner or later you will have to kill the demon."
"Of course!"
Ye Linyuan raised the scroll in his hand: "Senior, there is no conflict between killing monsters and studying. How about I give you a poem as well?"
Han Zhuyao knocked off his arm: "Forget it, those sour things are not suitable for me, you can keep them for yourselves!"
While the two were arguing, greetings came one after another from outside the town. It seemed that the so-called leader was here.
All the crowds gathered and rushed over there!
Only then did Ye Linyuan realize that although this town was not big, it had more than a thousand people gathered!
He turned to look at Han Zhuyao: "Come on, senior, let's go take a look too."
"Um."
The three of them followed the crowd to the outskirts of the town, and saw that all the scholars were voluntarily lining up in two rows, and the guy in the green gown was walking in the middle.
As he walked on the road, he would bow his hands and salute everyone he saw, and then he would take out a new book from the pouch on his waist with a smile and give it as a gift.
His posture does not look like that of a religious leader, but rather that of a gentleman who is here to distribute books.
As for the scholars around them, they stood on both sides of the road and waited quietly. The person who took the book continued walking behind Tu Sheng.
Seeing him gradually approaching, Ye Linyuan used Molu to change the appearance of Wu Huairou beside him to Wen Rui, and then changed himself and Han Zhuyao into the appearance of Li Bai and Du Fu in the textbook.
Since this kid dares to steal the wisdom of the sages to use his own name, he really can't do it without giving him a lesson!
Han Zhuyao was puzzled. He put Du Fu's face in his face and sent a message to Ye Linyuan to ask: "Boy, why did you turn us into this?"
"fine."
Ye Linyuan spoke calmly, turned the book to a page and put it in front of him: "Senior, don't worry about anything later.
When he saw the boy coming, he went out with the book, read the poem in front of him, and then left it alone.
I’ll just follow you and leave everything else to me, I’m sure you’ll have a good show!”
"A good show?"
Han Zhuyao touched the white beard on his chin: "Okay, then I will play with you."