Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 1186 Registered Disciple
Auspicious clouds appeared, golden voices resounded, and the spirit penetrated the sky. This was a sign that a saint had been born! Therefore, not only did Sandalwood Academy seem to explode, but even the county town dozens of miles away seemed to explode. At this moment, the scholars in the city were extremely excited and wanted to appear in Sandalwood Academy immediately to see the saint's demeanor...

"Auspicious clouds appear! Auspicious clouds appear!"

"This is the sound of gold and jade, it must be the birth of a saint!"

"Haha, since Li Sheng five thousand years ago, another person in Yanyun has become a saint."

"This direction should be the Sandalwood Academy. Could it be that Mr. An has become a saint? It must be Mr. An..."

At this time, the sky was already bright, and a beautiful layer of morning glow could be seen on the mountains in the east. However, at this moment, everyone's mind was focused on "becoming a saint", and no one noticed that today's morning glow was so beautiful and so different.

Countless excited students appeared in front and behind the academy gate.

Crowded.

However, they suddenly discovered and realized that the one who became a saint might not be Mr. An, but a great sage from the Holy Academy of Middle-earth.

And indeed it is.

Although the birth of a saint is a great event in the world, and being able to see the birth of a saint with one's own eyes is a great fortune, at this time, many students in the academy felt a little disappointed. Why didn't Mr. An become a saint?

"It's not Mr. An who has become a saint, it's not Mr. An..."

There were also students who were mumbling to themselves in despair, looking at the Monument with a dull look in their eyes. How wonderful it would be if Mr. An became a saint. Then, they would be the saint's disciples from now on, and no matter whether they traveled around the world or entered the temple, the world would look up to them...

At this moment, the most excited people were Chen Ya's disciples, and the most disappointed people were naturally the disciples of Sandalwood Academy.

Ning Song and other would-be great scholars rushed to the gate of the academy and saw the old man Chen Ya in Confucian robes. They were all slightly stunned. They also did not expect that he would be the one to become a saint. In fact, the first person they thought of was Mr. An...

But when I thought about it carefully, I found that the direction was a little wrong.

"It turns out it's him, no wonder..."

There is a quasi-great Confucianism.

Although Mr. An was not from the Song Dynasty, they were still inclined towards him. Whether it was out of emotion or reason, they all wanted Mr. An to become a saint...

It was very noisy in front of and behind the gate.

But the area around Junxing Monument was unusually quiet.

Countless eyes fell on Chen Ya, feeling the majestic and righteous energy bursting out from Chen Ya.

The greatest, the strongest, the most upright.

A ray of morning light penetrated the gorgeous sunrise glow, came from the eastern horizon, and fell on Chen Ya, making his figure dazzling.

At the same time, it made his thin figure look extremely tall.

Like a high mountain.

This is a saint. He just stands there quietly, like a mountain that people can only look up to.

But at this time.

A dignified half-saint, but he bowed respectfully to Mr. An, and used the word "Greetings". The word "Greetings" is used for people who are higher than oneself in status or seniority. He, Chen Ya, is now a half-saint, who has a higher status than him?

Even the dean of the Holy Academy cannot be higher than him, and now they are on the same level, unless they are both half-saints.

As for seniority, Mr. An is a young man. Although he is not yet in his eighties, he is more than seventy years old. No matter what, it is not his turn to greet Mr. An. Instead, it is Mr. An who should greet him...

That being the case.

Then there is only one answer, which is Junxing Monument!
At this moment, Ning Song and other prospective great scholars could not help but look at the Jun Xing Monument, and they were all a little shocked.

Could it be that Chen Ya became a saint after viewing the Jun Xing Monument?
Only in this way can it be justified for Chen Bansheng to greet Mr. An. If so, no matter what Mr. An's identity or status is, he is half his teacher.

Isn't it quite normal for a disciple to greet his teacher by bowing?

For example, them.

Although they did not take Mr. An as their teacher, in their hearts, they had already regarded Mr. An as their teacher.

They looked at each other in surprise, and their gazes fell on the Junxing Stele again, but is the Junxing Stele so powerful?

Why didn't they find out?

The Junxing Monument has been erected for at least half a year.

Normally, countless students come and go, but none of them notice anything special about the Junxing Monument, but Chen Bansheng saw it at a glance?
They didn't quite believe it.

Amid the shocked, puzzled, and doubtful gazes of the crowd, Chen Ya maintained a respectful posture. At this moment, a voice as majestic as the Great Dao rang in his ears: "Can you register as my disciple?"

Chen Ya trembled all over, and quickly knelt down, saying excitedly: "Disciple Chen Ya, hello to the teacher."

When Chen Ya said this, the scholars in front and behind the gate were all stunned, and many of them even wondered if they had heard it wrong.

Chen Bansheng called himself a disciple in front of Mr. An?

Still want to take Mr. An as your teacher?
This not only shocked the students of the academy, but even the disciples of the Holy Academy found it hard to believe and were all stunned.

"Teacher, isn't he a saint?"

"Teacher, are you taking Mr. An as your master? But, but, the teacher is a saint, and Mr. An is just a great sage. This, this..."

The surroundings suddenly became noisy, which confused many students. They either said it was not allowed or felt it was a bit weird.

"Big Brother, what's going on? The teacher..."

A disciple asked the eldest senior brother.

"How can Mr. An be just a great sage? Even if I try my best, I can only see Mr. An's figure." The eldest brother sighed slightly and walked towards the main hall to perform the disciple's salute. The teacher is Mr. An's disciple, so he is Mr. An's disciple's grandson.

"Is Mr. An so scary?"

A disciple couldn't help but say.

"The teacher has already accepted Mr. An as his teacher. What do you think?"

The elder brother said.

"..."

The disciples were speechless.

The teachers have already chosen Mr. An as their disciple. What does this mean?
"No need to be polite, just get up."

In the back hall of the academy, Feng Qingyan had just finished his breakfast and was walking in the garden to digest his food. He said, "When I have time, I will read the Twenty-Seven Books."

"The disciple understands."

After Chen Ya finished speaking, he stood up, but his eyes still remained on the hall.

After a few breaths, he looked at the disciples and students of the academy, then stopped at Ning Song and others and bowed.

Ning Song and others quickly returned the gift.

"Congratulations, Chen Sheng."

"Congratulations, Chen Sheng."

When Ning Song and others spoke, the students around them began to speak.

No matter why Chen Ya chose Mr. An as his master, it is a fact that Chen Ya has become a saint, and becoming a saint is the greatest...

His disciples also congratulated him.

After Chen Ya greeted everyone, he apologized and immediately walked towards the main hall of the academy.

This made everyone slightly stunned, and Wang Guan and other disciples immediately followed. The students in the academy looked at each other and followed as well.

After a while.

Chen Ya came to the steps of the main hall, bowed and said, "Disciple Chen Ya, I pay my respects to the teacher."

The disciples and students who came from behind were stunned for a moment, then seemed to understand.

After all, I just became your disciple from a distance.

Although we have paid our respects from a distance, how can it compare to meeting in person?

"come in."

A voice sounded in Chen Ya's ears.

From beginning to end, only Chen Ya heard Feng Qingyan's voice.

Chen Ya bowed and walked briskly up the steps, passing through the palaces one after another and coming to the back garden. He was extremely looking forward to and extremely nervous about the teacher he had never met. Even now, he could not know what realm the teacher was in, he only knew that the teacher was as high as the sky and no one in the world could compare to him.

It is just a faint figure, but its elegance illuminates the world and makes the sun and the moon pale in comparison. This is not a metaphor.

Because a teacher is a gentleman, a sage, a sage, and an existence that cannot be described in words.

When he arrived at the garden, he saw a tall figure that seemed to have penetrated time and space, causing his heart to tremble suddenly...

"Disciple Chen Ya, greetings to the teacher."

Chen Ya said again.

Feng Qingyan turned around, looked at Chen Ya, nodded, and said: "In this world, it is not easy to become a semi-saint, yes. But semi-saint, on the road of literature, is not the end, it is just a new starting point."

"The disciple understands."

Chen Ya said.

It seems surprising, but also not surprising, that the teacher is so young.

"You don't understand." Feng Qingyan said, "In fact, in the heavens, a semi-saint is just a great scholar. But have you seen the mountain of books?"

"I saw it."

Chen Ya was stunned. A semi-saint was just a great scholar? But he did see the book mountains. Twenty-seven book mountains were floating in the air.

"In the twenty-seven mountains of books, you will find the answers to all your doubts."

Feng Qingyan Road.

"The disciple understands."

Chen Ya said.

"If you have any questions, you can come and ask me."

Feng Qingyan Road.

Actually, at this time, Chen Ya had many doubts in his mind that he wanted to ask, but the teacher said that the answers to all his doubts were in the Twenty-Seven Book Mountains. So he had to hold back and not ask, and go to the book mountains to look for the answers first.

If you still can’t find it, ask the teacher.

"The disciple retire."

Chen Ya said.

Feng Qingyan nodded and said nothing.

To Feng Qingyan, Chen Ya’s qualifications were indeed a little lacking, and he had not really discovered the secret of the Junxing Monument.

So he was just a nominal disciple.

In fact, he could have refused to accept him, but he found that Chen Ya had good moral character, so after thinking about it, he accepted him as a registered disciple.

What Chen Ya can achieve in the end depends on his luck.

However, as a teacher, he would fulfill his responsibilities and obligations, and would not just accept someone and leave him alone. When he accepted a disciple, he did not really care about qualifications or age, and sometimes he would accept someone on a whim, such as Chen Ya.

But no matter how old you are, you are still young in front of him.

And at this time.

The news of Chen Ya's becoming a saint and Chen Ya's apprenticeship to Mr. An spread wildly in all directions, leaving everyone who received the news stunned.

Who is this Chen Ya?
Since Chen Ya has become a saint, why does he still want to worship Mr. An as his master? Is Mr. An a saint?

This is impossible.

In Sandalwood Academy and in the county town, countless people were discussing excitedly.

As time went by, more and more people became curious about why Chen Sheng chose Mr. An as his teacher.

A saint actually worshipped Mr. An as his teacher. It was impossible not to attract attention. Mr. An's name was known to the whole Song Dynasty. At first, he was considered a great scholar, and later he could only be a great sage. However, all this was what they thought...

When Chen Ya entered the back hall.

Wang Guan and others at the steps looked at each other in confusion.

The teacher took Mr. An as his master, so are we, and others, Mr. An's disciples?
At this time, the Seventh Princess received an order from Feng Qingyan to find a courtyard for Chen Ya in the academy. After all, Chen Ya was the only true disciple of Feng Qingyan, and the Seventh Princess, Tu Ning and others were not...

Upon hearing this, the Seventh Princess immediately went to do it.

As for Chen Ya's disciples, they were also assigned to nearby courtyards.

There are many courtyards, bamboo buildings or residences in Sandalwood Academy, some are ordinary, some are luxurious, some are simple, some are classical...

"Teacher, what's next?"

In Chen Ya's courtyard, all the disciples gathered here. One disciple hesitated and asked, "Continue to travel around the world, or stay in the academy for a while first?"

"Needless to say, I'll naturally live here for a while, but I haven't entered the mountain of books yet."

A disciple said hurriedly.

"This mountain of books is indeed worth entering. After all, the luck that bursts out from each mountain of books exceeds that of the Holy Academy..."

"Teacher, what realm is Mr. An in?"

A disciple was extremely curious.

Everyone looked at Chen Ya when they heard this, but the eldest senior brother's face darkened and he shouted, "How dare you talk about our master behind his back?"

Chen Ya waved his hand and said, "It's nothing, the teacher won't care." After a pause, he said, "The teacher is a gentleman, a sage, a wise man..."

"...

Everyone was stunned when they heard this.

"Teacher, is our master a gentleman or a saint?"

Wang Guandao.

"All."

Chen Ya said.

"Master is a gentleman?" Some disciples were quite shocked.

Although there is no specific realm for a gentleman, scholars can be gentlemen, great Confucian scholars can be gentlemen, great sages can be gentlemen, and even saints can be gentlemen. However, saints are not necessarily gentlemen, because gentlemen are perfect people in the eyes of saints.

A saint is not necessarily perfect.

But a gentleman is absolutely perfect, that is, he is a perfect person, without any flaws.

People in the world can become saints, but it is difficult to be gentlemen. After all, no one is perfect, and the same is true for saints.

"Are there really gentlemen in this world? Aren't gentlemen the perfect existence that saints idealize? Even saints are pursuing this state..."

But at this moment, Chen Ya didn't say much. He just looked up at the mountain of books. After a moment, he said something to his disciples and disappeared.

The disciples were not surprised.

If even teachers cannot enter the mountain of books, then the existence of the mountain of books is meaningless.

In fact, in addition to Chen Ya, the eldest senior brother could also enter the mountain of books, but since the teacher had not entered, it was not convenient for him to enter first.

On the second day after the teacher entered the Mountain of Books, the eldest senior brother also entered the Mountain of Books.

Twenty-seven books in the mountains.

Tu Ning was not tired, and was not aware of the time, reading Renshan carefully. At this moment, she was almost halfway up the mountain, and when she accidentally saw Chen Ya, she couldn't help but feel happy.

Finally I'm not alone anymore.

Being alone in the mountain of books, I felt somewhat lonely, so I walked down and said, "Hello, senior. My name is Tu Ning."

"Chen Ya has met Senior Sister Tu."

Chen Ya bowed and said.

"..."

Tu Ning was stunned for a moment, then waved her hand subconsciously and said, "Senior, I, I am not some senior sister, you may have recognized the wrong person."

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(End of this chapter)