Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 24: Why is it worshipped?

Chapter 24: Why is it worshipped?
In the valley.

The students, who were originally on edge, became a little agitated after hearing this, and looked at Feng Qingyan in confusion. Moreover, most of the students did not believe it. If even Gongzi Shan could not be invited, how could an unknown person do it?

There are many goblins and ghosts in this world. Some of them admire the talent of the students, some admire the virtue of the gentlemen, some respect the righteousness of the wise, some are intimidated by the power of the young master, and thus they take the initiative to become his disciples and are even willing to die for him.

But he would not favor an unknown person with no talent and no family background.

The mountain god is no different.

"Huh, you? What a joke."

Liu Ling snorted coldly. He didn't believe that Feng Qingyan could ask the Burial Mountain God to show up. With his status as a young master, his family background and his extraordinary talent, he continued to offer moonlight for three days before he was able to gain some goodwill from the Burial Mountain God. However, he still couldn't ask the Burial Mountain God to show up.

How could a mere commoner do that?
"Brother Feng, you?"

Zhou Chang was delighted, but also a little unconvinced.

If Feng Qingyan could not ask the Mountain Burial God to show up at this time, he would be embarrassed in front of everyone. He could not help but said worriedly: "Have you thought it through?"

"Brother Zhou, don't worry."

Feng Qingyan knew Zhou Chang’s concerns at a glance.

"I want to see how you can ask the Mountain Burial God to show up." Liu Ling's face was full of sneers. "You are simply overestimating your own abilities. Who gave you the courage to speak so arrogantly in front of us?"

Helian Shan said nothing and looked at Feng Qingyan with a sullen face.

He was a young man from an aristocratic family, but he never expected that he could be suppressed by just a few words from these two people. He was extremely angry and couldn't believe it.

If it were anyone else, how could they dare to speak to him like that?
Unfortunately, he now only has the style of an aristocratic family, but not the power of an aristocratic family. Otherwise, how could he be suppressed by Feng Qingyan and Zhou Chang with just a few words and unable to refute?

At this time, he suppressed his inner anger and said, "Shan, I want to see what Brother Feng can do. I hope Brother Feng will not disappoint Shan."

"How could it disappoint you?"

Feng Qingyan ignored Liu Ling and only spoke to Helian Shan, heading towards the top of the Burial Mountain: "Qingyan, please ask the Burial Mountain God to come out and meet the students."

He did not salute, lest Jiuge be frightened and "kneel" down again.

Originally, he wanted to call Jiuge directly, but after thinking about it, he felt that it would be better not to reveal his relationship with Jiuge, and planned to let Jiuge take advantage of Helian Shan again.

As a young man from a noble family, he must have a lot of good things on him.

Everyone was stunned to see Feng Qingyan being so arrogant that he couldn't even show courtesy.

Although most scholars looked down on demons and ghosts, and even ignored mountain gods, river gods, and other gods, they were not people they could afford to offend, whether it was a mountain god or a river god.

If it was Helian Shan, that would be another story.

"Brother Feng, this is inappropriate, isn't it?"

Some kind-hearted students couldn't help but remind that no matter how much contempt one feels in their hearts, one still has to observe all the etiquette.

“How arrogant.”

Liu Ling couldn't help but laugh and said, "You are just a primary school student. You dare to call the Mountain Burial God to come out and meet him before the Wen Palace is even open? Do you think you are the Minister of Literature or the Duke of Wen? How dare you ignore the Mountain Burial God like this?"

Everyone couldn't help but shake their heads, especially the students on Zhou Chang's side.

This brother... is unreliable.

Zhou Chang was also a little surprised. He didn't expect Feng Qingyan to bury the mountain god without even performing the ceremony.

But at this moment, strange phenomena appeared in the valley, and then everyone saw a human-like black shadow appear.

"This, this is impossible!"

Liu Ling couldn't believe it and his eyes widened.

The same was true for Bian Xing, Zhu Yan and others. They couldn't understand why the young master was so good to the Mountain Burial God, but the Mountain Burial God didn't show up?
How could a little student gain the favor of the Mountain Burial God?
"How could this be?"

Bian Xing murmured.

When Helian Shan saw this, his eyes widened slightly, but he quickly recovered and bowed, saying, "Shan, I pay my respects to the Mountain Burial God."

At this moment, everyone was completely dumbfounded. The Mountain Burial God really appeared.

Many students were also curious: Is this the Mountain Burial God? What does the Mountain Burial God look like? Why is it an unclear black shadow?
"Chang, meet the mountain god." When Zhou Chang was paying his respects, Jiuge suddenly stepped aside.

At this time, all the students came to their senses and saluted Jiuge. After Jiuge disappeared, they looked at Feng Qingyan in shock...

“Please, Brother Helian, don’t forget the Ten Blades Snow Flower Xuan.”

Feng Qingyan said to Helian Yili.

"Haha, the 10-knife snowflake Xuan is just a piece of cake for Brother Helian." Zhou Chang couldn't help laughing and said, "Brother Feng, you don't have to worry that Brother Helian will default on his debt, Brother Helian, don't you think so?"

Helian's face was not very good, and he said: "Tomorrow at noon, the ten-knife snowflake Xuan must be delivered to Brother Feng's house, let's go."

After saying this, he led everyone away in a hurry.

However, some students from aristocratic families, such as Liu Ling, glared at Feng Qingyan fiercely.

"Haha, we won?"

Some students could not help but ask loudly as if they were dreaming.

"Congratulations, Brother Feng." Zhou Chang walked up and said, looking at Feng Qingyan carefully, "Brother Feng is indeed blessed with great fortune. Chang, I was right."

"Haha, thank you for your kind words, Brother Zhou."

Feng Qingyan said with a smile.

"Ten pieces of snow-flowered rice paper will also be delivered at noon tomorrow." Zhou Chang said.

"Brother Zhou, you only need to give five swords, and I'll have to trouble you to share the other five swords with the students." Feng Qingyan said, and after thinking about it, he took out five swords to share with the students.

"Brother Feng, just take two knives." Zhou Chang said after a moment of hesitation.

"Two knives is a bit stingy, I should take five knives."

Feng Qingyan smiled and didn't care too much about money.

As soon as he said this, the disciples immediately burst into warm cheers and were amazed in their hearts.

"Thank you, Brother Feng."

"Brother Feng is so righteous and straightforward!"

Many students came forward and bowed.

There were not many students gathered around Zhou Chang, only about dozens of them, sharing five pieces of snowflake rice paper, which meant that each person could get about ten pages.

Ten pages of snowflake paper, even the disciples from the aristocratic families were envious.

For the poor disciples, this was equivalent to more than a thousand taels of silver, which was enough for their expenses in the academy. Most of the poor disciples only had a few dozen or a hundred taels of silver, or a few taels of silver, and were even poorer than Feng Qingyan.

When the money runs out, you have to make a living.

Therefore, when Feng Qingyan said to take out five swords, some poor disciples from poor families almost burst into tears.

"As Confucian disciples, you do not read the classics and history books in your room, do not study the collection of classics in your house, and do not learn poetry and prose. Instead, you build shrines and set up obscene sacrifices in the mountains, losing the prestige of scholars and the hope of Confucian disciples. Do you know that you are wrong?"

An old man's scolding voice came from the sky, and seemed to echo throughout the world, shocking all the students.

"The sage kings established sacrifices and offered sacrifices to those who applied the law to the people, those who died in hard work, those who stabilized the country with hard work, those who were able to resist great disasters, and those who were able to defend against great disasters."

"What virtue, merit, and ability do you have to worship a small mountain spirit?"

"To offer sacrifices to something that is not suitable for worship is an obscene sacrifice!"

"The original purpose of lewd sacrifices is to seek blessings, but one does not know that lewd ghosts cannot bring blessings to people, and that unrighteous sacrifices will not be accepted by the gods."

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