The bronze cauldron vibrated violently. At this moment, Li Guanyi seemed to hear the roar of dragons and tigers. He raised his head and saw that there seemed to be clouds gathering in the sky, tearing and circling together. In a trance, he could see the clouds turning into

The rapids collide, so vast and majestic.

It seemed that Li Guanyi himself was swallowed into it.

It was clearly daytime, but Li Guanyi seemed to have seen the light of White Tiger Qisu.

The convergence of the civil and military qi seemed to swallow up the White Tiger Qisu, and the inner qi in Li Guanyi's body unconsciously accelerated its circulation.

Xue Daoyong's voice woke Li Guanyi from such a magnificent scene.

"Guanyi, Shuangtao, what are you doing standing still? Come see Mr. Wang."

As soon as Li Guan stepped forward to greet him, the master smiled and nodded, saying: "You are in high spirits, what a young man."

Xue Daoyong laughed and swam with the Master holding hands.

Changsun Wuchuan naturally went with Li Guan to introduce the visitor to him.

This Guan Yicheng Cultural Conference was indeed the most grand event in the entire Chen Kingdom in the past thirty years. Many celebrities, aristocratic families, and scholars from various schools came here and gathered around Wang Tong.

There are three disciples, the oldest one is in his early twenties.

One of them was born in the Fang family of Qinghe. He was named Fang Qiao. He had a temperament as gentle as jade and was the calmest.

Changsun Wuchuan smiled and said:

"The Fang family of Qinghe is one of the famous families in the world. Fang Fangqiao is the legitimate son and will be the master's family in the future."

"He is calm and resourceful, and has gained a bit of a reputation."

"The one who is seventeen or eighteen years old is a descendant of the Du family in Yingguo Jingzhao. His name is Du Ming."

Changsun Wuchuan stretched out his finger and pointed at a young man with his eyes closed over there.

Dressed in black, with sharp eyebrows, and a temperament like a sharp knife, Changsun Wuchuan said softly: "He is very decisive, without any hesitation, and he is also an outstanding person. Among Wen Zhongzi's disciples, Fang Qiao is very conscientious, and

Duke is good at making judgments, I once heard about the list of counselors."

"Some people commented that the two young men are still very immature when they are separated. One is more resourceful and less decisive, and the other is decisive but lacks strategy. But if they are put together, they may already be on the list, and they may be ranked as counselors in the future.

A top ten combination.”

"They are brothers who grew up together, and they are the only ones who can join forces with Akagi."

A young man led the way and said quietly: "Guests, please take a seat."

Li Guanyi and Xue Shuangtao, because of the old man of the Xue family, were able to sit in the front. Changsun Wuchuan sat next to Li Guanyi very familiarly, picked up two exquisite snacks and stuffed them into his mouth.

There is no rigidity at all, making people feel close to you subconsciously.

The culture of Chen State was at its peak, even higher than that of Ying State in the Central Plains, not to mention other places. These literati and celebrities all brought their own descendants. Li Guan glanced at them and roughly guessed something.

Sure enough, just drinking tea and listening to music, the housekeeper Qiao already said:

"Today, the teacher was invited by an old friend to come here to Guan Yicheng to meet with you. It is already a grand gathering of culture and culture. One more thing is that the teacher is good at three teachings and nine streams. He is divided into four sects: planning, judgment, and admonishment. All of them have disciples. Now

There is one [shi] left, and no disciple has yet received the mantle."

"Today, teacher, I am here to find this one, closed disciple."

The eyes of many celebrities have changed.

Wang Tong had a very high reputation and had many disciples. Most of the children of Yingguo and Chenguo families studied under him.

For them, this itself represents a huge resource and opportunity, so the elders all stood up, and the young people stayed in front of the table. Xue Daoyong patted Li Guanyi on the shoulder and said: "Guanyi , I believe in you."

"Don't worry, just do your best!"

When Li Guan saw the file he had put down, he seemed to be about to write an article. He glanced at it and twitched the corners of his eyes——

1·【Dangdanghu, the people have no name; Weiweihu, it has success, Huanhuo has articles】

2·【Water, Fire, Metal, Wood, Earth, Gu Weixiu】

3. [Equipped with ‘knowledge of scholars’ first tools’ and obtained writing]

IV. [Wearing palace brocade robes, boating and quarrying rocks on a moonlit night, the rhyme is "Looking and smiling proudly, as if there is no one around"].

Li Guanyi: “…………”

What is this?

What is this?

The calf is finished and needs to be sent.

He knew every word on it, but when connected together, Li Guanyi had no idea what it meant. At this time, all the children of the aristocratic family, including Xue Shuangtao, began to answer the questions, which was nothing more than dismantling the saint's remarks. , given the current situation.

And use the word "wen" as rhyme to write a poem.

Li Guanyi had to admit that the systematic teachings of the children of the aristocratic family for more than ten years were not in vain. They were all written diligently. The young man sighed, picked up his pen, and started writing on this file. He was very good at writing. Character.

Li Guanyi!

Write your name.

It's like writing a solution to a question before.

There is comfort in my heart, and it is not a white paper.

Then I left the pen there.

Sitting there with his back straight, everyone else was busy writing, but he was the only one sitting there, which attracted the attention of Fang Qiao, Du Ming, and the young man who led the way. If not for other reasons, it was really too eye-catching.

Du Ming raised his eyebrows and pointed at the file.

Answer the question, what are you looking at me doing?

Fang Fang Qiao, dressed in white, walked up to the young man, bowed his head and said gently: "Is there something difficult about this little brother Li? Why don't you write?"

The young man answered directly: "I can't answer that."

The gentle gentleman was stunned, and then he laughed helplessly.

After thinking about it, when he came back, he brought pastries to the young man and said, "Then, just sit down and watch them answer the questions." Fang Fangqiao's voice was warm, and he looked at the three words written by Li Guanyi. After writing a word, he praised: "The handwriting is very good."

He smiled and said, "If there's not enough tea, just tap on the table slightly."

“It’s a rare experience.”

As expected, Li Guanyi began to drink tea slowly and think about the changes in the bronze tripod.

He thought of what [Si Ming] of the Yin Yang family said.

Are the world's storms gathering?

This actually attracted the attention of other people, especially the children of the aristocratic families who had previously hoped to talk to the girl but were disturbed by him. They all felt a sense of relief on their faces - they thought she was a man of both civil and military skills.

The man turned out to be just a vulgar warrior.

In my heart, I feel stable!

It took a full hour to write this file. In the end, Li Guanyi finished his tea but could not leave. He could only sit there quietly, closing his eyes and breathing. The celebrities and scholars outside were chatting about romantic affairs.

He and Du Ming put away the scrolls and put them in a thick pile.

All the famous people are here.

Wang Tong went to read it, and Xue Daoyong laughed loudly: "Hahaha, let's take a look at my children first, hahaha, you guys, don't you have any opinions?" Everyone didn't dare to say anything, they just laughed and turned over the scroll. Wang Tong praised it and said

:

"Miss Xue Shuangtao, her words are sophisticated and her articles are full of heroic spirit."

"The poems and poems she wrote are tactful, like the water in the south of the Yangtze River. There are not many women today who are more talented and learned than her at this age."

There was a hint of eagerness in the eyes of the other celebrities, wanting to talk to Xue Daoyong about something private.

Xue Daoyong waved his hand and said happily:

"My granddaughter is really great, let's look at my Qilin."

Wang Tong smiled and nodded, looking for the scroll.

Fang Fang Qiao stretched out his hand to hold the file and said gently: "...Mr. Xue, you can read it later."

"The wine has warmed up, but there's still the question of the second round."

Xue Daoyong laughed loudly: "Hahaha, silly boy, what can't you see?!"

"Come, come, let's all enjoy it together!"

As if showing off his nephew, the old man took out the scroll and unfolded it. Everyone was curious about how talented Xue Daoyong, the lion of troubled times and a descendant of Xue Guogong, could be so highly valued. They all looked over and saw that the file was as white as snow.

Debai, the name on the line above is written with extraordinary accuracy.

There was dead silence for a moment, and Changsun Wuchuan, who grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the Western Regions, was stunned.

"Um???"

"Um??!!"

How could someone with that kind of Tao strategy not be able to answer this question?

In order to consider the face of the various families, this question is already very simple.

It was quiet for a long time before someone stammered: "Well, the word is chic and carefree!"

Qiao Wenfang said softly: "That little brother has a great demeanor. He must be a great talent. He is young and unruly and energetic. I guess he doesn't like this topic." Everyone praised him and praised him, but Mr. Xue twitched the corner of his mouth and felt in his heart.

I really didn't know whether to laugh or cry at this brat. I threw away the white scroll and pretended to be angry and said:

"Where's Guanyi?"

"Come out here, old man!"
To be continued...