Middle-earth Shenzhou, Rites Academy.

It was a heavy snow in the middle of winter. While the scholars of the school were asking questions and doing research, Mao Xiaodong sat alone in the pavilion to enjoy the snow, rubbed his hands gently, and recited a popular essay sketch. The sky, clouds, mountains, waters and dikes were white, and the fishermen and wine guests were all on the pavilion boats.

Mao Xiaodong was not in a relaxed mood at the moment, because Shanya Academy returned to one of the seventy-two academies and still couldn't finalize it after so many years. Now, even the construction of the Dadu and Dali accompanying capital of Baopingzhou has been completed, as if he, Mao Xiaodong, has become the one who dragged the back. If it weren't for his relationship with the Dali Embroidered Tiger, he would have been too bad and would not have any interaction with Cui Xuan, otherwise Mao Xiaodong would have written to Cui Xuan long ago, saying that his ability is obviously ineffective. You should change someone with the ability to come here to take charge of the overall situation. As long as Shanya Academy returns to the orthodox temple, I miss you a love.

But Mao Xiaodong knew very well that it was meaningless to write or not. Cui Yan, that bastard, would not be nostalgic at all, and would only seek one result in everything. Since Cui Yan chose to lead his team to travel far away, but he no longer asked about it since then, it should be that Cui Yan had already been calculating.

Cui Feng could wait, and Mao Xiaodong was so anxious that his throat was smoking.

Tongyezhou is already in chaos, and the newspapers of the Book of Rites are circulated every day. Compared with Fuyaozhou and the demon army on the coastal battlefield, especially those monks in the upper fifth realm of Fuyaozhou will try their best to choose overseas in the battlefield to avoid fighting with the great demons. They will accidentally affect the soldiers and horses of the major dynasties on the ground. In addition to the monks in the upper fifth realm of Qi Tingji, Zhou Shenzhi, and a monk in the Ascension Realm of Fuyaozhou will have a joint raid, which is very related.

On the other hand, Tongyezhou, which only adopted a defensive posture from the beginning, was simply indestructible. From the immortals on the mountain to the secular dynasty, they were about to collapse everywhere. Now they can only rely on the three academies and those immortals with the name of the sect to support. Yugui Sect can only be said to be stable in defense. Tongye Sect and the Spiritual Sect are in a slight chaos, especially the Spiritual Sect in Linhai. The jurisdiction of Taiping Mountain is constantly shrinking, but Taiping Mountain is the most impressive. Under the protection of the mountain and water formation that protects both offensive and defensive, a thousand monks can join forces to kill the sect and achieve great success. The old heavenly king of Taiping Mountain, who had already fallen to one level, has a majestic appearance under the double blessing of the Three Walls and Four Elephant Array of One Continent and his own formation. His magic appearance is majestic, holding a large glass in his hand, like an immortal holding a bright moon in his hand, and is shining by the moonlight. The monks of Taiping Mountain can move forward and retreat freely, killing the enemy like a maze...

Mao Xiaodong wanted to step down from his position as deputy mountain chief and go to Laolong City to guard it. Instead of staying here and staring at him every day, it would be better to do something real.

Mao Xiaodong traveled across continents with a large group of academy students. He, the deputy mountain master, not only protected the students to study hard, try not to conflict with the scholars of the academy, but also strived to get the title of one of the seventy-two academies of the Confucian Temple for Shanya Academy, so Mao Xiaodong has not been relaxed in recent years. The most important thing is that Dali Xiuhu did not tell Mao Xiaodong how to accomplish things, but when he arrived at the Rites Academy, the Grand Priest did not tell Mao Xiaodong how to pass the examination and asked Mao Xiaodong to wait for the news. Mao Xiaodong could only let more than 30 study seeds, including Li Baoping, calm down and study hard.

Mao Xiaodong was actually a little guilty because the most important thing was whether he could be promoted to one of the seventy-two academies was the level of knowledge and depth of knowledge of the mountain master.

When his senior brother Qi Jingchun was alive, Shanya Academy won this honor. Mao Xiaodong didn't feel it was difficult at all. When he came to be the leader, he felt powerless. Since he returned to the Confucian Temple Academy, he was unreliable, so he could only rely on students. However, in terms of student source, whether it was Shanya Academy in Dali Capital City or Shanya Academy in Dasui, he had never been able to compete with Guanhu Academy. Before the relocation, Shanya Academy and Guanhu Academy were both.

It belongs to one of the seventy-two, but the first-class student seed in Baopingzhou still likes to go to Guanhu Academy to try your luck first. If you cannot pass, you will settle for the second best. Go to the Dali Mountain Cliff Academy at that time. In fact, there are quite complaints about this matter, including Mao Xiaodong and the deputy mountain masters and the late Emperor Dali. Only Senior Brother Qi is always casual and calm. No matter what kind of scholar students come to the academy, let the Masters and the Masters teach the same knowledge with all their hearts.

When Qi Jingchun was the mountain master, Shanya Academy was still unable to make a move in something. Every year, it would select a group of cold-stricken children from local prefectures and counties. Even if these people have very poor academic foundations, the academy still collects them every year. Qi Jingchun would personally teach them knowledge. Therefore, to a large extent, many talented and well-off Baopingzhou had the best study seeds who were not willing to study at Shanya Academy, and they also had the intention of not wanting to be classmates with this group of cold-stricken students.

Mao Xiaodong remembers it very clearly that the late Emperor Dali once visited the academy and had a hint to his senior brother, saying that Dali Jingxue was willing to accept this group of scholars from the cold, and promised not to treat them unfairly and delayed these scholars. Not only that, the Dali officialdom must have specially opened up a smooth career for them. Will Mr. Qi and the academy be no longer tired? With Mr. Qi's knowledge, he can choose the best study seeds in the academy.

The senior brother said with a smile, even if the Song family in Dali wants to forget their roots, it will be too early.

This matter was left unresolved.

Therefore, before going to the Lizhu Cave Heaven, the mountain master Qi Jingchun had no direct disciples. The sons of the high school who had a deep knowledge foundation were also taught, and the children of the Hanzi from the city and the countryside also taught them personally.

Mao Xiaodong himself is actually not unfamiliar with the Book of Rites. He once went on a study tour with his two senior brothers, Qi Jingchun, but the two senior brothers left him alone and left without hesitation. He left only a letter. In the letter, Senior Brother Qi said what his senior brother should say, pointing out Mao Xiaodong's direction of study, who should he ask for teaching the way of studying, and which books of sages should be put into practice. Anyway, they can comfort people's hearts.

Senior Brother Zuo was at the end of the letter and asked him to rest assured that Mao Xiaodong was bullied. He told him to the senior brother that he would not bother Mr. Hunter, because his senior brother was very idle and Mr. Hun was very busy.

How could Mao Xiaodong feel at ease? Apart from involving the knowledge of his teacher, Mao Xiaodong dared to complain to his left and right. Every time Senior Brother Zuo didn't take action, he wouldn't let the husband clean up the mess himself. Besides, the ritual lineage was always friendly to his husband. So Mao Xiaodong could only grit his teeth and rest assured and studied here for several years.

Mao Xiaodong walked out of the pavilion and looked at the couplet under the steps.

Things require physical experience, and then there is something to say.

Only when the words and hearts are blended can the book feel interesting.

Mao Xiaodong turned his head and saw Li Baoping holding a hiking stick and wearing a red cotton jacket.

When Li Baoping walked to her side, Mao Xiaodong chuckled softly and said, "Have you skipped the class again?"

Li Baoping nodded and shook his head again, "I have said hello to my master in advance. I want to go to Younang Lake to enjoy the snow with Mr. Chung and Sister Dizhang."

After leaving the Sword Qi Great Wall, Zhong Qiu and Cao Qinglang separated from Cui Dongshan and Pei Qian. The latter returned to Baopingzhou. However, they traveled to Chen, the Chunru family of Nanposa, and then came to Zhongtu Shenzhou to study. After leaving for several years, they finally came to the Li Ji Academy. They heard that Maoshan Lord and Li Baoping happened to be studying in the Academy, so they stopped here.

During this period, Chen Sanqiu and Diezhang came to the Book of Rites again. Chen Sanqiu had become a scholar in the school, but Diezhang had to wait for someone. Unfortunately, the friend Diezhang was looking for was said to have followed the saint to the fifth world.

Mao Xiaodong smiled and said, "What's the point of going to Oil Can Lake? What's the point of being a flatterer?"

Then Mao Xiaodong whispered: "Bao Ping, I whisper to you about these words that are unique to you. You just forgot it after hearing it, don't tell it to the outside world."

Li Baoping said: "I will not just talk about the pros and cons of others' articles and the advantages and disadvantages of others. Even if I really want to mention this person, I should also tell them with the academic purpose of respecting elegance and dispelling the air. I will not just hold on to the sentence "The oil capsule will get the water of the Tianhe River and will add a cup of life for a long time" and "the book is close to each other" and "the green water will be winding away" are all excellent."

Mao Xiaodong nodded with a smile, "It's great. We must be so honest and peaceful when studying and dealing with people and dealing with people."

Li Baoping hesitated for a moment and said, "Mr. Mao, don't worry too much."

Before, she saw Mr. Mao enjoying the scenery alone from afar, and Li Baoping came here to say hello to the Maoshan master.

Mao Xiaodong smiled and said, "It is inevitable to worry, but you won't worry too much, don't worry."

Li Baoping said goodbye and left.

Cao Qinglang and Dizhang sisters reunited with Cai Qiu, who went to Younang Lake to enjoy the snow.

Chen Sanqiu is now a Confucian scholar in the Academy and it is difficult to skip classes. In addition, although Chen Sanqiu reads a lot of books on the Sword Qi Great Wall, he found that it was not easy to catch up when he actually went to the Academy to study.

Moreover, Chen Sanqiu became a Confucian scholar in the Academy. As soon as he arrived at the Rites Academy, an old gentleman found him and chatted and enjoyed the scenery together. Chen Sanqiu later learned that the other party was the high priest of the Academy. Therefore, Chen Sanqiu was diligent in studying because he entered the Nascent Soul realm during his journey from Nanposa to Middle-earth Gods. Therefore, compared with many scholars of the Academy who were not considered Taoist practitioners, Chen Sanqiu also had his own advantages. During the day, the Master preached during the day, and at night, he could also warm the sword intent at the same time, and tirelessly.

Dizhang is still the bottleneck of the Golden Elixir, so I didn’t think anything was there. After all, Chen Sanqiu is a recognized study seed of the Great Wall of Sword Qi. The natal magical power of the flying sword is related to literary fortune. It is normal for Chen Sanqiu to break through the realm. Moreover, Dizhang now has a tight heartstring and suddenly loose state, as if she had left the fierce fighting sword Qi Great Wall of Sword Qi, she didn’t know what to do.

When she thinks of reuniting with that Confucian gentleman one day, the crossing will be tense. And the fifth world will take a hundred years before the door will be opened. At that time, she and Chen Sanqiu can go to that foreign land and difficult to separate their hometowns to meet Ning Yao and the others.

That's why Li Baoping often strolls Sister Diezhang to relax.

Mao Xiaodong looked in the direction they left.

Li Baoping, a red cotton jacket and the scholar Cao Qinglang, were all used to traveling with a hiking stick.

Mao Xiaodong smiled with a smile, feeling more relieved. He felt depressed and fell to the ground with the snow.

No matter what, the incense of my literary context is no longer so stormy, as if it will disappear at any time.

Mao Xiaodong has a good impression of Cao Qinglang. Cao Qinglang is also the direct disciple of his junior brother Chen Ping'an.

By seniority, you have to call yourself a master!

In fact, when Cao Qinglang first met, he bowed and called for his uncle.

How could Mao Xiaodong be unhappy?

Because of some things, Xiao Baoping, Lin Shouyi and the others could only call themselves the Master of Maoshan or Mr. Mao. Mao Xiaodong himself did not accept the direct disciples.

After all, the little girl Pei Qian is Chen Ping'an's boxing disciple, so in the end, there was only Cao Qinglang, the most legitimate third-generation disciple of the Wen Sheng lineage.

The tall old man turned around and left the pavilion and went to study. He planned to go back to his residence to warm a pot of wine. He opened the window to read the books on heavy snow. He was awesome.

Unexpectedly, someone behind him smiled and shouted, "Xiao Dong."

Mao Xiaodong burst into tears at once, turned around slowly, bowed immediately, and refused to get up for a long time. He lowered his head and said in a trembling voice: "Student, pay homage to Mr."

The old scholar waited for a while, but still did not see the student standing up. He had no choice but to walk down the steps and come to Mao Xiaodong. The old scholar who had almost a head shortened stood up on tiptoe and patted the disciple on the shoulder, "What's the matter? Mr. finally pretended to be stern, but you couldn't see it. It was a waste of the style of Master who had finally brewed."

Mao Xiaodong quickly straightened his waist, hunched over again, his teeth trembled, and he was very excited. He called him gentleman respectfully.

I have been there for more than a hundred years and have never seen my husband.

My husband is not tall, but his knowledge is very good!

The old scholar nodded, "It's okay to do it. Xiaodong, it's really not that the gentleman blames you. Every time he sees you bowing, the gentleman will feel panicked. Back then, I thought he was burning incense and bowing statues for the person who left."

Mao Xiaodong said guiltily: "It was the student who was wrong."

The old scholar said helplessly: "What's wrong? It's because the teacher is too careless about etiquette and the students value etiquette too much. It's all good. Alas, Xiaodong, you really should learn from your junior brother."

Mao Xiaodong was at a loss and had to admit his mistake again.

The old scholar took Mao Xiaodong into the pavilion, and Mao Xiaodong kept lowering his steps.

Finally, he sat opposite his husband, Mao Xiaodong stood upright and sat upright.

The old scholar doesn’t blame the student for not having the strength, he just feels a little distressed.

The old scholar suddenly stood up, jumped up and spit out, "I was full of knowledge and the sound of heaven and earth, my sleeves were clean and the wind was gone, the oil capsules obtained the water of the Tianhe River, and my mouth was filled with Tianxian to build a big lake... I'm spit!"

The old scholar had a good impression of the people who had previously discussed Mao Xiaodong and Xiao Baoping, but he really wanted to compile the poems into a book and throw them into a local Confucian temple in a certain country. He asked the guy who was posthumously named Wenzhen Gong, but he blushed. However, this person's art of making and making arguments when he was alive was indeed not bad.

Mao Xiaodong's eyes look at the nose and nose look at the heart, and his heart is still as calm as water.

Anyway, the gentleman said and did whatever he said.

The old scholar sat back on his original position and said, "The cooked wine in Younang Lake is really delicious and the price is fair. It's just the rule that gentlemen and wise people buy wine at half price. It's too unfriendly. What's wrong with a scholar? A scholar is not fame."

Mao Xiaodong didn't say a word, but just listened to the teacher's teachings.

The old scholar waited for a long time, but he couldn't wait until the student took the initiative to mention the recent debate in the Confucian Temple. It was a great regret that it would be too boring to start a conversation with him.

Mao Xiaodong just sat upright across the street, sincerely feeling that his husband was not particular about the details, but he did all the feats in the world.

The old scholar smiled and said, "Earlier, at the Jianqi Great Wall wine shop, you were drinking with your junior brother on the left and right. Chen Ping'an talked about your teaching and preaching, and he was the most like me, mellow and peaceful, and said that you should be careful in studying and teach with fear."

Mao Xiaodong quickly stood up, "I am ashamed of being a disciple."

The old scholar said slowly: "If a disciple is not as good as a teacher, and if he is not as good as a disciple, then he will be able to achieve success by relying on the saints and preaching. If you feel guilty from the bottom of your heart, then you will be really ashamed of being a teacher. The true respect for teachers is to be unique and unique in learning. This is the true respect for teachers and respect for teachers. In my mind, Mao Xiaodong should see me and hold the etiquette of disciples, but after the etiquette is finished, he dares to say a few inappropriate knowledge to the teacher. Mao Xiaodong, may he think that he has worked hard for a hundred years to study, or can he be more knowledgeable than his teacher, or can he check for omissions and shortcomings for his teacher's knowledge? Even if there is only one, it is good."

After Mao Xiaodong got up, he did not sit down. He felt extremely guilty and shook his head and said, "It has not happened yet."

The old scholar was not angry, but said with a gentle expression: "It's not completely useless to know if you don't know. Keep up with it."

The old scholar paused for a moment and smiled and said, "After all, your husband's knowledge is still very high."

Mao Xiaodong stood there, and for a moment he had a dilemma. He wanted to sit down so that he would not be too superior to the teacher and would be disrespectful, but also wanted to stand up and listen to the teacher preaching, which would be in accordance with the courtesy.

The old scholar looked up at Mao Xiaodong and smiled and said, "It's not good enough to break the bottleneck of the Nascent Soul. It shouldn't be like this. With your Mao Xiaodong's mind and knowledge, it should have been a long time since we broke the realm."

Mao Xiaodong felt guilty again.

The old scholar asked, "What is the third book of etiquette?"

Mao Xiaodong was about to speak.

The old scholar stretched out his finger and said, "Ask yourself."

The tall Mao Xiaodong stood in the pavilion, dazed and dazed.

The old scholar seemed to be muttering to himself: "The pavilion is like a place where people's hearts can rest. Some worlds are like the wind and snow. With a few books of sages and knowledge of the principles of sages, can you not be cold after walking outside the pavilion?"
To be continued...