As Lingyun''s voice fell, Zhu turned his head and approached Lingyun. Zhu, who had a gentle face and calm eyes, put his hands behind his back and said with a smile, "it turned out that he was not a student of our college."
He glanced at Kristi beside Lingyun, "Kristi, is this your man?" Mr. Zhu''s accent is similar to that of Xi Xuan. Of course, he learned it from Kristi.
Christie grinned and said helplessly, "of course not, but Mr. Zhu, don''t change the subject."
In addition to his strange temper, he was greedy and fond of playing chess. His temper was not good, but he was not too bad. He was different to people and things.
The name of zheju is naturally known to Ling Yun. When he was in exile, zheju was almost expelled from the academy because he spoke for King Ling''s residence.
"How about an extra day?" Mr. Zhu thought that the ancient books in the library of the Academy were enough to make every student excited.
Ling Yun shook his head. "It''s not the same thing. How can knowledge be measured by money?"
"Hey, good boy," Zhu said with a smile, "go on, I''ll buy you a drink!"
For someone to buy a drink, Lingyun has been scared by Mr. Guigu. He didn''t pay for it once. "One thing belongs to one thing, pay first."
With a gentle smile, Zhu meets Ling Yun. He is afraid that he has met his opponent. However, he glances at the chess game. Ling Yun''s intelligence is more than that. His aptitude is not suitable for practice, but he is still on the road of practice. Although he is much slower, he has a solid foundation.
Chess is like life, and you can know people. It''s impossible for a person like Ling Yun to have no ambition in his heart. Once he is in an official career, he will be in power for only three or five years. If he is really an old man of Ling''s mansion, it''s not a good thing for the Zhao and Song dynasties.
Ling Yun knew what he could think of, but he didn''t have to stop it. In the end, the Academy was not satisfied with the emperor of Zhao and Song dynasties. It deliberately promoted Gao Wenchen, which upset the Confucian academic atmosphere and belittled the generals. It was equivalent to throwing away the things in hand.
Just as my husband said, the fundamental policy of a country''s long-term prosperity is to balance culture and martial arts and complement each other.
Moreover, the scholar of Zhao and Song Dynasties, a gentleman of six arts, can''t resist, enjoy and shoot, but he has made great efforts to improve his business skills. In the end, he is inferior. If Ling Yun really wants to be a descendant of King Ling''s house, he will certainly set off waves in the court hall. It''s not a big deal to shuffle the cards for the court Hall of Zhao and Song dynasties at that time.
Ling Yun bows his hand and nods his head with a smile. In terms of seniority, they are really brothers. However, they are registered. Unlike Ling Yun, they are not born directly. However, in Confucianism, born directly is only the talent and understanding of the transmission of knowledge. Whether there is any hope to open up a new context for Confucianism, so the order of entry is the rank.
It''s not like the sect of friars. They have a high position.
Originally, I intended to find Anxin gang for the rest of my life, but now Zhu is better. Anxin can be used as a card. Zheju thinks Ling Yun is very interesting. If he can bring him to the Academy, he must be punished for copying books. One old man and one young man run to drink with his heart in his heart. Wuyuan''s eyes are gloomy. Zheju and Prince Wu''s mansion are always in the same situation. If Lingyun and zheju are close, he will deal with Ling Yun, I''m afraid zheju will catch hold of him!
"Damn it
Wu Yuan''s eyes are venomous. He looks at Ling Yun and Kristi in the morning. He is jealous in his heart!
At this time, the young man dressed in Redwood came to Wu Yuan and said, "Wu Yuan, do you want to cooperate with me? I want the woman beside Ling Yun. Kristi is yours."
But when his voice just fell, Ling Yun slowly turned his head and looked at them. His eyes were indifferent and heartless, like the abyss. Among them, there were poisonous snakes spitting letters, and the wasteland starved to death. He was proud of Cangshan and full of evil spirit.
"Good!" Wu Yuan lengdao, this man is the youngest son of the prime minister, and his status is also very noble.
In the evening, Klaus had moved all the daily necessities to lingfu. Looking at the furnishings of lingfu yard, he nodded secretly. Lingyun''s taste is really good, but how could this guy be so poor?
The next morning, Ling Yun went to Tianyi college with him and the rest of his life. First, he met Mr. Zhu, who was led by Klaus. Zhu said with a smile, "why, did you come here to ask for money?"
Ling Yun chuckled and said to zhe Zhu, "Mr. zhe Zhu, this is a Confucian scholar recommended by Mr. He of Liangcheng for the rest of his life. I came with him on my way. When I passed Qingquan town of Panlong City, I saw that elder brother Yu had set a series of principles and policies. Please point out."
Zhu was not in a hurry to take over. He was a mature man. He knew what the two boys were trying to do. There were 27 counties and 87 cities in the territory of Zhao and Song Dynasties, and there were 109 places for recommendation. However, apart from the imperial examination, there were still nine places for recommendation every year. The competition for the way to be an official was enormous.
If you want to take advantage of the opportunity, you must do something. The court officials are in a mess. They accept gifts, take the relationship, take some wine bags and rice bags. He can''t see it for a long time. But these things can''t start with him. Otherwise, how will he treat other people in the future?
Ling Yun said mildly: "I know Mr. Zhu''s concerns, so it''s not to force him. Mr. Zhu first looks at the situation, and then looks at whether these strategies are feasible. Of course, the purpose of the rest of his life is to become an official more quickly and benefit the common people. If Mr. Zhu thinks it''s not possible, he can also give advice to me face to face. How about a meal of wine?"
"You''re a little boy, but you need to know something about it," Zhu said with a smile. He took over the pamphlet and noted that the situation in Qingquan town was all the solutions of Ling Yun''s notes one by one. Then he added that since it was something to pave the way for the rest of his life, he needed to know everything. Zhu roughly read it. "The policies he had taken were in order, but the things in Qingquan town, But I have never heard of it. "
Zhu frowned. If this book records things in detail, there must be someone hiding things in Panlong city. Although he is a scholar, he has never been an official, but he has lived so long that he has few official friends.
"I already know about it. If the record is true, I''m afraid the water will be very deep for such a big thing." Zhu said, staring at the rest of his life.
The rest of his life bowed his hand and said calmly: "his hometown for the rest of his life is in Liangcheng, near the sea. The sea is deep and vast, in which there are countless and various creatures, and there are many and complicated kinds. But the sea is clear and changeable, which can always be explained. "
Zhu Mei''s words are very meaningful. His Confucian context has a deep connection with Legalists. The great master of Legalists comes from them. Therefore, he pays great attention to the rules of people and things. "I''m afraid it''s not easy for you to deal with this matter step by step, It takes a lot of time and manpower
Ling Yun smiles calmly and says mildly: "we are both defeated. Attack our shield with our son''s spear. We should not change our position. If we have a strange plan, we can see the miraculous effect, but it will inevitably hurt the innocent. Although it takes a long time and a lot of manpower, the victory lies in stability. In the long run, the effect will be better."
"It is extremely difficult to just mobilize the army to suppress the Qingquan gang." Zhu sighed.
For the rest of his life, he said: "the chaos in Qingquan town has become obvious. If it goes on like a single spark, it can start a prairie fire. Therefore, the suppression by the army can not only show the martial arts of Zhao and Song Dynasties, but also set the people''s heart in Qingquan town to evil. If we don''t suffer, we can''t change it after all. Under the best governance strategy, we always need blood to wake up the world."
The last sentence, of course, is not what Ling Yun said for the rest of his life, but what Ling Yun said for the rest of his life. However, he also thinks that what Ling Yun said is very reasonable, and it''s really like what Ling Yun said. Some people can''t remember without meeting the Lord Yan.
"Well," Zhu continued to look down at the book, and then glanced at Ling Yun, "what''s your plan?"
Ling Yun said with a smile, "didn''t I come here to ask for a brand? I don''t want to waste my six day trip to the library. "
Zhu Xiaofu, who is a famous scholar, throws a sign to Ling Yun, and Ling Yun takes him to the library in the early morning. Ling Yun is not a very handsome man, but he is very patient. He has a delicate appearance and temperament. Now he is more gentle and elegant, with a sense of sharpness. Together, he has a sense of indifference.
Wherever you go in the early morning, you will attract a large number of opposite sex''s eyes, which makes Ling Yun feel helpless. He whispers to him in the early morning: "chen''er, how can you be so good-looking?"
She pursed her lips in the early morning. "Or I''ll come out with a veil?"
"That''s not necessary," Ling Yun youyou said, "I can protect you."
Ling Yun handed the sign of the academy to the student guarding the library. He looked at it in the early morning and said, "sorry, the academy does not allow people outside the academy to enter, even Mr. Zhu''s sign."
Ling Yun said with a smile, "well, I''ll go to Mr. Zhu to reason."
"Mr. Zhu can''t say anything about the library." The student said with a faint smile.
Ling Yun shrugged his nose and sneered: "is Wu Yuan looking for you, or is that trash who likes to wear Sequoia like an idiot?"
"I must go in today?" Ling Yun turns his head and says with a smile that he strides away in the early morning. He doesn''t feel anything. Instead, he goes to find Klaus and asks Klaus to take him to find peace of mind.
Just on the way, a young man stopped Ling Yun, "I heard you are a swordsman?"
Ling Tian raised eyebrows. He looked at Wu Yuan and the young man in red not far away and said faintly: "yes, bet?"
"If you lose, she belongs to me." Said the young man, pointing to the early morning.
Ling Yun raised his mouth and said, "do you have any sisters? If you lose, they''ll be mine. How about that? "
"Did you win me?" The youth sneered.
Ling Yun rubbed his head in the early morning, took out the white paper and said indifferently: "set up a letter and sign the pledge. If you lose, your family members will choose one for me. If you don''t obey the rules, I just need to spread the letter."
"You are abandoned by Wuyuan. Do you want to scare me?" The young man sneered, "gamble!"
After setting up the document, Ling Yun said to the young man, "don''t worry, we have to find a just man."
"Don''t look at Xiang Wuyuan. They don''t have the qualification to go to Mr. Zhu." Ling Yun raised his mouth and looked at the fingerprints on it. It''s a silly boy. He''s not even ready to look at it carefully. Is the winner in his hand? Who does he think he is?
Mr. Zhu had heard the news for a long time. His face was a little cold. He didn''t care about Ling Yun and the young man who wanted to compare swords. He just slapped the student who was guarding the library by the hair? I don''t have any face now? I let people in to see, my brand is not qualified? Do you want me to come out in person? "
Maybe he felt that he had lost face, but Mr. Zhu kicked him out again and said, "stay with some useless things all day long, and let you guard the library. That''s polluting this book. Get angry, get out of here!"
"What are you doing staring at me? Let your husband come to me to make amends! What''s the matter? "Zhe Zhu turned his head and looked at Ling Yun. His attitude was a 180 degree turn. He carefully read the pamphlet Ling Yun gave him, and he didn''t hide it for the rest of his life. There was Ling Yun''s suggestion in it. How could a person with such talent not be an official?" why, when he was angry, come back to me to reason with him? "
"I said that just now? This man wants to compare swords with me. I want Mr. Zhu to be a notary. " Ling Yun takes out the note and hands it to Mr. Zhu. She glances at it for the rest of her life. In the early morning, she doesn''t care. The young master says that if she wins, she will win. She doesn''t care whether she is a gambler or not.
Mr. Zhu said to Ling Yun: "this boy seems to be the son of the Minister of the Ministry of official, but he has a pretty elder sister. I''ll be the notary if I can do this!"
Zhu is also a spectator. He doesn''t dislike big things. He is a minister of the Ministry of official affairs. His surname is Lin, shuangmulin. This young man is Lin Hong, who is a Kaifu Jianxiu in Erjing.
"But it''s only swordsmanship. Are you sure?" Asked the rest of his life.
Ling Yun nodded. Since he can guess that his husband''s status is very high, what''s the difference between being a neighbor''s drunkard for so many years?
Moreover, although Ling Yun felt that his talent was not very high, whether he was practicing martial arts or sword, his diligence would not be too bad.
Lin Hong looks indifferent. What about the seeker Zhu? In any case, you should lose or lose. Swordsmanship is better than swordsmanship.
Ling Yun and Lin Hong go to the martial arts arena of the Academy. A group of people surround them. Wu Yuan laughs. He wants to scare Lin Hong away by borrowing Zhu''s name. That''s a joke. Ling Yun is so clever and ridiculous. Lin Hong is the one who doesn''t dare to win, let alone the abandoned Ling Yun.
"Ling Yun, you can think clearly. If you lose, there is no little beauty around you." The young man in red laughs.
Lingyun said indifferently: "nothing more than three, you do it yourself."