The national teacher does not practice

Chapter 101 Invitation (Two in One)

When Ji Pingan said these words, he unexpectedly saw a group of star officials who were already full of curiosity as if petrified.

This turning point is really too abrupt and surprising.

The Tianbang geniuses have no defense at all!

"Pei Sili, you mean..." Jian Zhuang's throat rolled down, and he turned his gaze to Si Li in black, who was sideways to step aside, and asked for confirmation.

Pei Sili glanced at him sympathetically, and repeated what he said just now:
"You heard me right, Ji Ping'an is the new instructor of the Liangyi Hall."

Boom!
The originally calm lake was like a boulder being thrown down, and the hearts of the dozen or so star officials present were stirred up.

That's right...it's true...Jian Zhuang was stunned, and then smiled wryly, suddenly feeling that this scene was a little familiar.

Well, it's just like the same feeling I had when the exam results were released in the first month.

"The one who taught Luo Huaizhu is also..."

Wang Xian's voice was slightly sharp, showing the inner fluctuations under his seemingly calm face.

Pei Sili nodded silently, admiring the shocking appearance of this group of arrogant geniuses in the past.

It was him... Lin Qin looked at the new teacher standing in front of him with complicated eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

How did he do it, is it really a mistake?

The honest boy Shi Hao opened his mouth slightly, wanting to say something.

But when he turned his head and saw Luo Huaizhu's calm face, he swallowed the questioning words back.

Neither Luo Huaizhu nor Pei Sili could joke about this kind of thing.

"you you……"

Mu Yaoyao stared wide-eyed, with a bewildered expression on her face, she didn't expect her senior brother to keep something from her.

At the same time, a sense of excitement gushed out, like a dog smelling fresh gossip.

"Sincerely, my mother... Sincerely, my mother..." Zhao Xinghuo searched his brains and couldn't find any other sentences.

And more star officials, in addition to being stunned and unbelievable, also had a little more stunned:
Suddenly he understood why Ji Pingan wasn't there during the martial arts performance that day.Because people don't need to see it at all.

what is this?Winning?

But if you have a higher knowledge of astronomy, we will recognize it. How can you be so good at instructing others in tactics.

During this period of time, although Ji Pingan was not idle, he was in a semi-"invisible" state whether it was Mo Lin performing martial arts or the conflicts of the Emperor Beast Sect.

Only a few people know that he was involved in it.

Therefore, from the perspective of Wang Xian and his group of geniuses, the impression of Ji Pingan is still the same as when he investigated the case last time and killed the monster assassin.

In short, agree with his mind.

But as a top-notch genius in each academy, he has arrogance in his heart. Although he lost a hand, he doesn't feel that he is any worse than Ji Ping'an.

Especially in the field of practice, there is a kind of absolute pride.

But now, the classmate sitting in the same dormitory suddenly became the "teacher" of himself and others, and it was revealed that he had secretly taught Luo Huaizhu, the most powerful student in the class.

The impact on the mood is so great and complicated that it is difficult for outsiders to understand.

And after a brief shock, doubts and unconvinced emotions inevitably arose in the hearts of many star officials.

After all, Luo Huaizhu himself is too genius, maybe... Ji Pingan just came up with an idea, and most of the credit goes to Luo Huaizhu himself?

Although I understand intellectually that if this is the case, the prison lords will probably not directly announce the appointment, but as the saying goes, they will not cry without seeing the coffin.

They are all young people, at the age of competing with each other, and I heard Ji Pingan say "If there is anything you don't understand, let me see"...

Immediately, a star official stood up and said:
"I have a question."

It seems that it is time to try out the quality of the new teaching.

Ji Pingan saw the performance of a group of young people and found it interesting.

This is probably the joy of being born again.

When people grow older, they tend to recall the past, remember their youth, and imagine what they would do when they were teenagers if they could live again... It seems a bit naive, but no matter how powerful a big man is, he will have dreams.

Who said that a person with a high status must be indifferent to everything, and can't miss going back to being a child and being popular among his peers?
But in this world, even the strongest in the Divine Hidden Realm cannot escape death.

But Ji Pingan was an exception.

So he said with a smile, "Say your wish...question."

The star official opened his mouth immediately, throwing out some troubles and problems in his practice.

After listening to Ji Ping'an, he almost didn't think about it, and just pointed out the key points in a few words, and gave an effective solution.

The star official was stunned for a moment, chewing on the answer given by Ji Pingan, his eyes gradually brightened, and there was a vague sense of enlightenment.

"Sit down and think about it, who is next?"

"I, I'm coming!"

"Your problem is not what you said, you got the point wrong... Sit down, next."

"I... I have a problem too."

"Well...you are quite typical. I believe many people here have had similar troubles. Here is a little trick for you to refer to..."

"I... teach, I also have problems!"

In Liangyi Hall, some star officials were still dissatisfied at first, but after Ji Pingan gave a few answers, the atmosphere gradually changed.

Those who can sit here are all geniuses, so they understand everything, and it is easy to tell that Ji Ping'an's answer hits the nail on the head and is extremely practical.

Immediately, no one was worried about saving face, and excitedly asked for advice one after another.

"That... I also have a problem." Suddenly, Wang Xian slowly raised his hand and said awkwardly.

Swipe——immediately, the rest of the people looked at him connotatively.

Wang Xian snorted coldly, thinking that even Luo Huaizhu could humbly ask for advice, why should I lose face?
At the door, Pei Sili saw Ji Pingan being surrounded by a group of star officials, talking eloquently, feeling absent-minded and bitter.

Many of these questions, in fact, he also has good ideas.

But Ji Ping'an's answer was clearer, simpler, and straight to the core than he thought.

There are still some things that he has to ponder over.As one of the few people who knew the identity of the successor of the young national teacher, he couldn't help admiring and feeling a little emotional.

It is indeed a famous saying that a famous teacher produces a good apprentice.

……

……

at noon.

Huang He finished his studies and got the news when he returned from Four Seasons Pavilion:
Ji Pingan stayed in Liangyi Hall at noon, so he didn't need to deliver meals.

"Why are you staying there, Master?" Huang He was puzzled, of course he didn't expect that Ji Pingan was busy in guiding, and he only thought that it was Pei Sili who arranged things.

The grand prize is approaching, so it's normal to have more things over there.

Abandoning this matter, he rolled the book under his arm, and while thinking about the newly acquired spells, he walked towards the dining hall.

As a result, as soon as he arrived, he suddenly heard a familiar call: "Brother Jinyan."

Huang He withdrew from his thoughts, raised his head, and saw a young man in a light blue academic robe walking quickly in the crowd.

He froze for a moment before showing a sincere smile: "Wen Jing, why are you free today?"

After saying this, he felt a little familiar.

That's right, the last time the two met was the same scene, even the order of greeting each other was the same.

It's just that at that time, I was still working as a doctor of engraving, and I had just received Ji Ping'an and left with a manuscript about the life of the teacher.

Now, less than three months later, the other party is still the scholar of the Hanlin Academy, but his life has undergone earth-shaking changes.

The positions of the two were also reversed.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously puffed up his chest, calm and confident.

Yu Wenjing trotted over, wiped the sweat from his forehead, paused for a while on the star official robe on his body and the practice scroll under his armpit, a little envious, and laughed:
"There's no free time, this is not running errands to deliver some manuscripts."

Huang He asked curiously: "Is it still the Yuanqing ceremony?"

"Well, this time it's the biography of Liuli Bodhisattva. I asked for some documents from Marquis Li Jian, and I sent them over for review after they were repaired." Yu Wenjing explained.

That's it... Huang He listened, exchanged casual greetings, and dragged the other party into a private seat in the dining hall.

I ordered a jug of wine, a plate of snowflake mutton, and three or two vegetables.

After Yu Wenjing complained about his hard work, he looked him up and down and said with emotion:
"I don't see you in two months, it's like three autumns. I also heard about your encounter in the Hanlin Academy. It's a lucky turn of events. Congratulations."

Huang He smiled sincerely:

"If you hadn't dragged me to deliver the manuscript in the past, I might still be hanging around as a doctor today."

This is true, if the two sides did not meet that day, the manuscript might be thrown away.

Huang He and Ji Ping'an will not have much interaction, and there may not be a follow-up.

Life encounters, in hindsight, are full of coincidences.

Of course, the most important thing is to meet the support of the son.

Yu Wenjing shook his head and smiled wryly:
"What does it have to do with me? If you and I were in different positions in the past, I wouldn't have the courage to resign as a doctor and become a boy for others."

He raised his glass and took a sip, then changed the subject with a smile:

"So, this time I also signed up for the literary club. I want to be like you, so I will give it a go."

"Wenhui?"

"Well, you should also know that the martial arts performance at Yunhuai Academy is to compare poetry and essays with scholars in Shendu. The specific date and venue have been set, and it will be held in Wenxuan Building.

"At that time, the Hanlin Academy will be the main force. When I came out in the morning, I saw Lian Guoshou and Zeng Gong coming together. It should be to discuss this matter with the head of the Academy Chengzhi."

Yu Wenjing said.

Even the national player is Lian Congyun, besides being a great chess player, he is also one of the great Confucians in the city of gods.

"Grand Zeng" Nai Ya said that he was no stranger to him. He was the old man with white beard who was the head of the judging panel in the Green Apricot Garden. Later, holding Ji Ping'an's picture scroll, he went out to announce the victory in person.

It is also the name of Confucianism in the capital of God.

As for the Hanlin Academy, as a first-class and noble place, it is a dream place for scholars.

Randomly pull out one of them, the knowledge is extraordinary.

Therefore, the challengers in Shendu this time are led by the Hanlin Academy.

Yu Wenjing is just an auspicious person, and it is reasonable to say that he is not in his turn, but such things as poetry and essays are not closely related to age.

There are a lot of young talents, and the old ones have a deeper understanding of life, each with its own advantages and disadvantages.

Therefore, this time he mustered up the courage to sign up, and he will also participate in the literary fair. If he can make a splash, it will be of great benefit to his future career.

Yu Wenjing said:

"Brother, if you are interested, you can come to Wenxuan Building to see the excitement, and I can find a way to find a place for you..."

After habitually saying this, he shook his head and laughed at himself:
"I almost forgot, with Brother Huang's current status, if you want to go, there is a way."

Huang He thought to himself:

With the young master's quiet personality, he may not be willing to join in the fun, but at that time the city will be bustling and bustling, so it would be a good thing to take a walk to relax.

……

……

In the next few days, there was a resurgence of turmoil in Shendu, and news about the Wenhui was raging.

Just in time for summer, when the willows are green and the willows are green, it is also a season suitable for gatherings of scholars. Headed by the Hanlin Academy vs. Yunhuai Academy, the divine capital Rulin was shaken.

Many famous people also joined in the fun, called friends and friends, and held a literary meeting on the same day.

In a few days, it was only publicized, and there were thirteen literary conferences that were confirmed to be held in the city that day.

This is still famous, as those who are smaller are not counted.

Scholars are gearing up to show off their talents, and merchants in the city are also seizing business opportunities to join in the grand event, as if creating a festival.

On this day, when Ji Ping'an finished his teaching at the Liangyi Hall and walked into the dining hall, all he could hear were discussions about this matter.

The star officials of various courtyards and the supervisors who have not yet practiced are discussing, in twos and threes, ready to watch the excitement together.

"Teaching." Lin Qin walked beside Ji Ping'an, and suddenly said, "Are you free that day?"

Ji Pingan looked at her, smiled and shook his head, Si Chen was very disappointed, but said nothing, stalking is not her style.

……

After dinner.

When Ji Pingan returned to Qinglian Xiaozhu, he saw a young girl in a lotus leaf-colored skirt lying on his rattan chair, with a book covering his face imitating him.

The two short legs were stretched out, and the boots were dangling.

Ji Pingan said helplessly, "What are you doing again?"

Mu Yaoyao shuddered, she tore off the book on her face, her cheeks were still bulging, she was eating something.

"Brother Dasi..."

With an indistinct cry, she stretched her neck, swallowed the fruit in her mouth, patted her chest and said:
"Wait for you."

"Wait for me?" Ji Pingan walked over, pulled her out of his chair, and threw her aside:
"What are you waiting for?"

Mu Yaoyao raised her slightly baby-fat face, and the bangs on top of her head covered her pure white forehead like a brush, and said:

"Tomorrow's literature meeting, everyone is going to go shopping, and Master will also go together, so I come to call you."

"Not interested, I find it too noisy." Ji Pingan lay on the wicker chair and exhaled:

"When the time comes, the entire competition venue will be overcrowded. I'm afraid the princes and nobles in the capital of gods, and scholars with some connections will come over. Why squeeze in? It's not about practicing."

Mu Yaoyao said:
"It's not Wenxuan Tower. I heard that the seats over there are already booked. It would be troublesome if we want to go, and we have to find someone from the Rites Department to get in touch with. Master said, let's go shopping and relax during the holidays. God will reward you." Well, it’s not good to collapse too tightly.”

Is it just shopping... Ji Pingan showed hesitation, but Mu Yaoyao leaned over and shook his arm for a while, which was very annoying.

I had no choice but to let go:

"Then... okay, call me when the time comes."

"Okay." Mu Yaoyao finished the task and ran away.

She is quite keen on this kind of eating, drinking and having fun, just watching the excitement.

Ji Pingan shook his head and laughed. At this moment, his chest was hot and he felt a familiar vibration. He took out the folded talisman paper and unfolded it.

The text slowly emerged:

[Yu: Tomorrow's Wenhui, Yunhuai Academy and Hanlin Academy are fighting in Wenxuan Building, have you grabbed a seat? 】

Ji Ping'an was silent for a while, and wrote on the talisman with his finger instead of the pen and the spirit element instead of the ink:
【No】

After a few breaths, the talisman vibrated:

[Yu: Hahaha, I have! 】

Ji Pingan: "..."

[Yu: Do you want to watch it?This saint can find you a place, as long as you help me answer some questions about my practice...]

【Ji: Not interested】

【Yu:...】

He folded the talisman paper, lay down leisurely, picked up the book and covered his face. At this time, the sun set and the night rose, the stars in the sky were lit up, and the bright moon hung high.

Above Ji Ping'an's head rose a bridge of starlight that no one could see, piercing through the sky.

Like a giant sword piercing the sky, it began to swallow starlight.

Enter the rhythm of practice as always.

……

the same night.

Inside the inn.

The melodious sound of the piano floated from the room. Molin's painters and musicians sat around the courtyard, eating at the long table, and chatting with each other.

"The high teacher seems to be in a much better mood these two days."

Zhong Tongjun put down the bowl and chopsticks, indicating that he had finished eating.Turning his head to look at the room in the house, he couldn't help but say:

"Even the sound of the piano is joyful."

Wat Chuchen wiped a pen carefully, hesitated for a while, and said in a low voice:

"It seems that since I came back from fighting the Beast Sect that day, I smiled more, and I even ate two more bowls of rice at night."

They wouldn't know that the reason for Gao Mingjing's change of mind was simply because he saw that the Emperor Beast Sect was deflated.

It can be seen from this that although on the surface, he pays attention to demeanor and doesn't care, but it was really hard to be bullied by the Zhao brothers and sisters that day.

At this time, the sound of the piano fell to the last note.

The door opened, Gao Mingjing walked out with fluttering sleeves, met the eyes of a group of disciples, and said with a smile:
"Tomorrow, if anyone wants to join in the fun and watch the literature meeting, allow a day off."

The painters and musicians cheered happily. They are all young people. Who doesn't like to join in the fun?

Qu Chuchen and Zhong Tongjun looked at each other:
Sure enough, the high teacher was in a much better mood, and even took the initiative to give everyone a holiday.

……

The house in the south of the city is the residence of the Beast Sect.

After nightfall, the disciples finished their practice and received tokens from the pet beasts to eat and rest.

Elder Luan Yu with bright features and tall chest walked through the corridor and knocked on the door of a certain room.

After entering, I saw that the luxurious and noble house was brightly lit, and behind the pure white bead curtain, the dignified and majestic Qi Hongmian took off her shoes and sat on the couch reading a book.

The animal-shaped incense burner next to it emits curling green smoke.

Since returning from Yanwu that day, Qi Hongmian has been depressed and kept silent about what happened. Fortunately, after these days of adjustments, she has returned to normal.

It's just that compared to the vigor and drive she had when she arrived in God's Capital, she looks much more lazy now.

"What's the matter?" Qi Hongmian asked lightly, without raising her head.

Luan Yu lowered his head and replied: "Tomorrow, the disciples of the Huaiyuan Cultural Society will want to watch it..."

Qi Hongmian sneered:
"Students in Huaiyuan are so stupid, even if they are practicing martial arts, they should use their full strength. Instead of competing with swordsmanship, they are more likely to compete with the imperial court in poetry and writing. Do they really think they are scholars?"

Luan Yu was silent.

Soon after, Qi Hongmian exhaled and said:

"Let them go if they want to, but they are only allowed to go for half a day. The Luming Banquet is approaching, so don't delay your practice."

Luan Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "I would like to obey the Lord's order."

After finishing speaking, she paused for a moment as if she suddenly remembered something, and said, "There is one more thing."

(End of this chapter)