Liao Zhai Zi is silent

Chapter 272 Book Demon
"In the academy, there is a faint bluish-white aura coming out, it can be seen that there are some classics and rationality appearing."

Lin Zhuming came out of the laborer's dream, and planned to go to the school to have a look.

Xuegong is a county school, a place where students of a county study, and there are often less than a hundred people in a county studying here.

Among them, there are 64 students who study literature, including [-] Nanshan students, Zengguang students, and epiphyte students, [-] additional students, and [-] martial arts students. They are collectively called students or students (commonly known as scholars).

This is where the cultural context of a county is located. If it is not guaranteed, there will be Juren and Scholars appearing in it, so it can be regarded as half of the officialdom.

However, since the Manchu Dynasty entered the customs, the castration of Confucianism has been severe. Lin Zhuming's entry into the academy should have been blocked by the upright and upright Confucianism, but now he saw a shrine enshrined in the academy.

It is said that children are silent and strange, but strange things always happen. For example, every school has a legend that it used to be a mass grave, and it needs to be restrained with the masculinity of a boy and educated with sage books.

Lin Zhuming entered the school from the dream world. The dream world is constructed with human thoughts. The Four Books and Five Classics often appear here, and these are also the things that everyone reads on their birthdays and nights. Therefore, the layout of the school is also like the Four Books and Five Classics.

I saw a "mountain of books" and a "sea of ​​learning". Lin Zhuming broke into it. Although there were no sages who came to block the way, he also saw dense articles and dense test papers. It turned into a small world.

"Learn and learn from time to time, it's not easy to say..."

The sound of reading came from every corner.

"The way of elementary school is to be clear and bright, to be close to the people, and to stop at perfection..."

Lin Zhuming followed the voice, but saw a few book monsters.

What is a book demon is that old books become better with time.

There are also types of book demons, those without tortoise shells and animal bones, those without gold and stones, those with cloth and leather, those with wooden tablets and bamboo slips, and those with paper.

The older it is, the more familiar it is with the present and the past, it is a rare monster.

It is rumored that the book demon can also become a book fairy. If he can enlighten the scholars and make him a low-level retired scholar, he can accumulate merit and be reported to Wenquxing or Wenchangxing.

But at this time in the dream world, those book demons are just the manifestation of certain wills, and they are considered real spirits, just like people dreaming, always dreaming of some weird things, such as animals talking, For example, fish can swim in the air, and people can fly in the sky with their hands.

It is inevitable that there are some scholars who take a nap in the classroom when the teacher is lecturing, dream of "Yan Ruyu" appearing in the book, and have fun with themselves.

That kind of dream is fixed in the whole of the Academy Academy and becomes a part of it.

The book demon has no women, no men, no age, no age. When she saw Lin Zhuming, she was surprised, but said haha: "No one reads and reads Jingyi again. Come to your Langhuan library."

"Come, come!" Lin Zhuming was very welcome.

Lin Zhuming sighed secretly: Langhuan Blessed Land is where the Heavenly Emperor's books are stored. That dream school was occupied by those few book monsters. It is also called by this name, but they know that they have no knowledge.

"Huh? Is he a new student? Have you seen him?"

Those book demons can often see students sleepwalking in the academy and talk about classics with us.

"Hahaha, no one often quits that academy. Maybe it's the students who study in Lidi, and it is certain that as long as there is no ink in their stomachs, they are scholars."

"Yes, yes." Several book demons became obsessed with reading.

Guo Tengjing also felt bored, whether he answered directly whether he was a Taoist or a scholar.

"You are waiting to make friends with literature, but the ink in your chest is infinite, it is difficult to innovate, always stick to the form, it is hard to have something refreshing, you know Mr. Dalang, how about the ink in your chest?"

Lin Zhuming said: "I have studied for a few years, but it's just a shame."

It's a pity that it was the middle and early stages of the Manchu Dynasty, and anyone who wanted to be a copyist could do it.

Moreover, Lin Zhuming is not familiar with the Seven Books and Seven Classics, at least he has read the Daoist Classics a few times, and talking about literary talents with those book monsters is to use his own shortcomings to explore others' strengths.

"It's okay, it's okay, even a one-year-old boy who has just read a book, can have a kind of brilliance flashing outside his mind, which is very precious."

"Even if it is about poetry, classics, even big stories, you can talk about it. You are even more disgusted with these legends about gods and ghosts."

Lin Zhuming laughed: "That's easy to tell, but you don't have many stories to tell."

But it is the way of storytelling, ending the story of the strange things he encountered along the way.

The magistrate of Lang County, the head of Fox Mountain, the seedling foundation, the elimination of zombies, the evil God of Wealth...

Unexpectedly, when I have finished my words, there will be no paper, and the ink will be printed on it automatically.

The book demons circulated them one by one, feeling deeply: "If you pretend to be about ghosts and gods, express your heart directly, if you hide ghosts and gods, it will be real people and real stories."

Lin Zhuming smiled: "Why hide ghosts and gods? Gods and ghosts are clear, think about yourself."

The book demons laughed and said: "Indeed, indeed, such articles should be a little white."

However, he immersed the article in the wine, gave birth to the fragrance of ink, and toasted Lin Zhuming.

Lin Zhuming drank a glass, it was clearly the story he told just now, but now there is nothing else out there.

"It's beneficial to talk with you for a long time." Several book monsters looked at each other and smiled, but none of them came out: "My slave Jin Ping'er has a little literary talent. I would like to read with you at night. Red sleeves will add fragrance."

Jin Ping'er... I'm afraid it's the book monster transformed by Jin Pingmei. In the school, if there is no scholar, in class, there will be no emotion. When reading this book, I will fall into fantasy. In my dream, I will be discovered by classmates. So it was widely circulated.

This book received the essence of Tong Yang, the god of obscenity, and then gave birth to the golden bottle, which is the essence of sex.

Lin Zhuming laughed hahaha: "It's a must, it's a must." However, Guo Guo didn't like those book monsters, and asked us what we knew.

However, it was found that more of the serious books became fine, but less of the miscellaneous books became fine, and none of them were forgotten. There are 64 martial arts students, collectively referred to as students or students (commonly known as scholars).County student members must abide by the school regulations promulgated by the Ministry of Rites, and study the prescribed courses of classics, history, crafting and so on.In this place, old books read by many people, lonely copies that condense painstaking efforts...

Lin Zhuming followed the exchange, but also learned quite a few things.

"Drink! It's business!"

Just when I was feeling down, I heard a majestic angry shout: "All you have to do is to read some heresy things. It's just a collection of classics and history. All you have to do is to read some fallacies and heresies."

"The master is here, the master is here." The book monsters dispersed with a bang.

Lin Zhuming only saw a majestic, terrifying, lowly Confucian scholar four feet in height, with a bright face and a ruler in his hand.

I'm afraid that many students who are studying in the academy are most afraid of being caught by their master when they are reading idle books. It's like a nightmare, so a master was born there.

(End of this chapter)