Situ Yilan didn't wear the Academy's spring clothes today, but a crimson archery outfit. She didn't have any makeup on her face, and her eyes were as delicate as a painting. The somewhat mature crimson outfit was worn by her. She stood in the morning light and looked at Ning Que. Her eyes were full of pure joy. Especially after hearing Ning Que's words, the smile in her eyes suddenly became brighter.
The expressions of the Academy students were very complicated. They didn't know what they should do or say at this time to dilute the embarrassment and sense of shame in their hearts. Over a dozen recommended students from the Military Ministry had walked out at some point in time. They walked in front of Ning Que and bowed in a very formal manner. Chang Zhengming, who was in the lead, looked at Ning Que's face and said, "We apologize to you."
Ning Que looked at them and didn't say anything.
Chang Zhengming looked at the expression on his face and explained after a short pause, "It's not because you won the competition, or because you entered the Second floor, or even because you won against those people from West-Hill on behalf of the Academy. The reason I apologize is actually very simple. It's because I was wrong. I shouldn't have doubted your character before figuring out the truth. "
Ning Que laughed and said, "We are all from the military. Don't make it too complicated. Last year you once said that you would give me a chance to correct my name. Although I refused, I know you mean well. As for why I refused at that time, the reason is actually very simple. Because I don't need to correct my name, and my character has never been good. "
Chang Zhengming slightly smiled and stepped aside.
Then a few more Academy students came out and seemed to want to follow this wave to apologize to Ning Que. Ning Que didn't see Xie Chengyun, but he saw Zhong Dajun with a somewhat embarrassed expression and a few Grade A Dormitory students who made the most noise in the semester exam.
He didn't want to waste time on these small things, and he also didn't want these people to lightly say sorry and erase the past six months and stories.
He was willing to let these people keep this pressure in their hearts. He knew it would make these people very unhappy and uncomfortable.
Thinking of this, he felt very good and happy.
After bidding farewell to Situ Yilan and Chu Youxian, and nodding to Chang Zhengming and those recommended students from the Military Ministry, he did not even bother to look at the Grade A Dormitory students and walked out of the Academy with Sangsang.
Zhong Dajun clenched his fists tightly and looked at Ning Que's back with an ugly expression. He shouted unhappily, "Ning Que, if you are not willing to accept our apology, I have nothing to say. You did enter the Second floor and you defeated Prince Long Qing. You used the truth to humiliate us for misunderstanding you. But are you so intoxicated with the pride of a winner? "
Hearing the voices coming from behind, Ning Que stopped and looked back at Zhong Dajun and those so-called classmates who seemed to want to apologize but were actually disappointed and unwilling. He said, "First of all, it's not a misunderstanding. Not all accusations of indifference can be explained as a misunderstanding. Maybe you can explain it to others, but not to me. I won't accept it."
"Secondly, you are not worthy of my humiliation. My goal is to enter the Second floor. Even Prince Long Qing is not my goal, let alone you. However, since this fact has humiliated you, I will gladly accept this fact. Finally, about pride … "
"Pride is the most precious quality of us Tangs, and I am not proud because I defeated Prince Long Qing today and entered the Second floor. Last year, Chang Zhengming wanted to give me a chance to prove myself, but I refused. I said it was because I did not need it. Why not? "
In the morning light, Ning Que held Sangsang in his arms and proudly looked at his classmates from the Academy, who had complicated expressions on their faces. He said, "Because I have always been proud. I didn't suddenly become proud at this moment. It's just that you didn't understand my pride at that time, or even now. You are not good enough to understand it."
After saying these words about pride, Ning Que did not say another word and directly walked out of the Academy.
The students of the Academy stared at his back like birds carved out of wood. Zhong Dajun's face turned red and he clenched his fists tightly, but he could not say a word. Chang Zhengming sighed. Situ Yilan shook her head and smiled bitterly. She thought that since she thought that Ning Que was not good enough, and he had fallen into the water, why did he have to slap him again before leaving?
Walking out of the gate of the Academy, Ning Que saw two people. He respectfully bowed to Professor Huang He who presided over the ceremony of the Second floor on the right side. Professor Huang He smiled at him as if he was looking at the silver hidden under his bed. He gently stroked his long beard and nodded, which was very comforting. Ning Que did not know the dirty old Taoist on the left side, but he guessed his identity, so he more respectfully bowed to him.
Looking at the clean young man in front of him, Master Yan Se's triangular eyes were full of brilliance, without the usual wretchedness. He was like an old grandfather who finally held his grandson before his death. He sighed with emotion and said, "I think you have already known the final result. If you have free time in the future, you can follow me to learn some small skills of drawing talismans."
The Divine Talisman Master was a great figure in the world. It was really a rare Lucky Chance to learn Talisman Taoism from him. Ning Que had already known the result of the dispute from Chen Pipi. Hearing Master Yan Se's words, he could not suppress his excitement anymore. He respectfully bowed again and sincerely said, "It is my honor to learn Talisman Taoism from you."
Yan Se sighed and said, "It seems that you have just entered the Second floor of the Academy, and you have not been affected by the arrogance and arrogance there. Not bad, not bad."
Ning Que raised his head and looked at the old Taoist who looked really inelegant. After a moment of hesitation, he could not hold back his curiosity and asked, "Master Yan Se, I have never met you before. Why are you so sure that I have the potential to cultivate Talisman Taoism? Speaking of which, I should not have any doubts to follow you to cultivate Talisman Taoism. I just worry that I will let you down in the future. "
"Disappointed? Last year, I saw the note you left in Dewdrop of House of Red Sleeves, so I checked you. At that time, I thought that you could not cultivate, and I was really disappointed. " Yan Se looked at him lovingly and said, "Now you can cultivate and even enter the Second floor of the Academy. How can I be disappointed? Unless you suddenly forget how to pick up a pen to write. "
Hearing this, Ning Que was stunned for a long time. Then he remembered that after drinking in House of Red Sleeves last year, he had some juvenile madness in the name of drunkenness. But there seemed to be nothing special in that note. How could Master Yan Se see that he had the potential to cultivate Talisman Taoism just by that account book?
Yan Se looked at his expression and knew what he was thinking about. He said with a smile, "A thin account book and a few numbers are chicken soup. I can see that you have the potential to be a Divine Talisman Master, but you can't see it yourself. Because you are a student and I am a Divine Talisman Master."
Ning Que understood this sentence and bowed to accept the instruction.
"We will talk about these trivial things later. Today, you go back to the Southern Gate Temple with me. There are thousands of Talisman Taoism. Now you are just a piece of white paper. If you want to draw the whole world on it, you have to start cultivating from the simplest way. This is a long road and you have to hurry."
Hearing Yan Se's instruction, Ning Que and Professor Huang He were stunned at the same time and asked in unison, "So urgent?"
Master Yan Se suddenly became silent. The wrinkles on his face showed both the joy of finding a successor and some inexplicable emotions. He glanced at Professor Huang He and then turned to look at Ning Que quietly. He said slowly, "I am very old."
Hearing this, Professor Huang He became serious and slightly bowed his head to give a salute and stepped aside. Ning Que also heard the sadness, anxiety and anxiety in this sentence. He did not know why he felt so sad in his heart and nodded.
However, at this moment, a voice completely different from the mood in the field came out. Eunuch Lin appeared in the field and looked at several people with a smile. "Master Yan Se, Ning Que can't go to the Southern Gate with you today. He has to go to a place with me."
Yan Se was slightly stunned. Looking at the eunuch in charge, he remembered that this person said yesterday that he came to the Academy under the order of His Majesty not to watch the battle, but to pick up a person. Was the person he was going to pick up … Ning Que?
"Even if the palace wants to see him, it won't be too late." Yan Se said unhappily, "In order to get this student, I have fought with the Academy for a day and a night. I don't know how to explain to my Younger Brother later. Why are you in such a hurry?"
Only the only Divine Talisman Master in the Southern Gate of Haotian could be so indifferent to the request of the palace and dare to scold the powerful eunuch in charge. Eunuch Lin naturally would not get angry. He smiled and replied, "Master Yan has waited for half a day for this student. But you should know that … His Majesty has been waiting for him for half a year."
His Majesty had been waiting for him for half a year. His words directly made these people at the gate of the Academy speechless.
On the stone ground not far away, the students of the Academy were still doing their activities after the event. The young students waved their sleeves and thought that what they had done was just a derivative of the misunderstanding, which could be forgiven and should be forgiven. If not forgiven, it must be that Ning Que was not gentlemanly enough. They looked at Ning Que's back and complained bitterly about his arrogance and rudeness. Now he was so arrogant because of a little pride. Let's see how long he could be so arrogant. Then they began to criticize Chang Zhengming and other recommended students of the Military Ministry for being humble and apologizing. Obviously they had not apologized yet, but they apologized first. Wouldn't they be very disappointed and stressed if they did not apologize in the end?
For Situ Yilan, the beloved daughter of the General's Mansion, of course no student dared to make sarcastic remarks. But they inevitably cast some jealous glances at her. Situ Yilan was extremely angry when she heard these comments. But when she saw those students were still secretly concerned about the movement at the gate of the Academy and controlled their voices, she laughed out of anger and shook her head speechlessly.
At this moment, the gate of the Academy suddenly became quiet. The students could not suppress their curiosity and looked over.
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The reason why they were speechless was that they did not know what Eunuch Lin meant. Why did the Emperor of Tang wait for Ning Que for half a year? Master Yan Se knew about it and even proved it himself. But he did not think of it that way. Professor Huang He hid in the Academy every day and painstakingly studied and did not care about the world. Ning Que and Sangsang were shocked and confused. After looking at each other, Ning Que asked carefully, "Eunuch Lin, what do you mean?"
Eunuch Lin looked at him with a smile and said, "Did you go to the imperial study one day last spring?"
Ever since he entered the Academy, Ning Que had focused all his attention on climbing the stairs and cultivating. He had even forgotten that he was a secret guard of the Tang Empire. As for the calligraphy he had written in the imperial study, he had long forgotten about it. Although the wonderful feeling of catharsis still lingered in his heart, Eunuch Lin's words were like a bolt of lightning that directly awakened all his memories.
Although his expression remained calm, his heart was already trembling with shock. He thought to himself, could it be that the palace found out that he had entered the imperial study without permission and decided to punish him? But the meaning of his calligraphy was ancient and completely different from the usual ink. How could the palace be sure that it was him? And even if they wanted to punish him, it should be the bodyguard office's business. How could such a bigwig like Eunuch Lin take action?
In a flash, Ning Que thought of many things. It was said that the emperor was famous for his kindness. Now that he had become a disciple of the Second floor of the Academy and a student of Master Yan Se, and it was said that the South School of Haotian also thought highly of him, he should not be beheaded for such a small crime, right? In a flash, he weighed many problems and finally said honestly, "Yes."
He tried to appear calm and aboveboard, but everyone could hear that his voice was nervous and dry.
Eunuch Lin touched his smooth chin and looked at him with a smile. "It really is you. That's good. But this is a serious matter. To confirm it before entering the palace, I asked His Majesty a question."
"Please speak, Eunuch Lin," Ning Que said.
Eunuch Lin looked into his eyes and asked with a smile, "His Majesty asked you, what is the sentence before 'The flower blooms on the shore shore'?"
Ning Que murmured, "The fish jumps into the sea."
"Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up and follow me into the palace … "
Eunuch Lin looked at him and said with a smile, "My Sir Ning."
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Because of the silence at the entrance of the Academy, the gathered students also quietened down and listened to the discussion curiously. But because of the distance, they could not hear clearly and could only hear a few words occasionally floating over.
"Master Yan Se is going to take that lucky guy as a student. What is he still doing there? Which prince's mansion does that eunuch come from? What are they talking about? It seems like they are going to some prince's mansion? "a student guessed.
Jin Wucai looked at the royal carriage outside the Academy and hesitated. She murmured the words she heard, "The sea … The shore shore? His Majesty has waited for half a year … What does this mean? "
After sending breakfast to Xie Chengyun who temporarily stayed in the Academy last night, she returned to the gate of the Academy and was ready to go home with Situ Yilan. She did not hear the previous apology and proud remarks, but heard the last conversation.
Suddenly, an incredible emotion surged in her eyes. Looking at Ning Que beside the carriage, she murmured in a slightly trembling voice, "Is … is the calligraphy in the imperial study written by Ning Que?"
Her voice was very low, but it was clearly heard by the students of the Academy. In an instant, the Inner Stone Square fell into absolute silence.
Everyone knew that the calligraphy that Jin Wucai mentioned, which was left in the imperial study by someone, was deeply loved by His Majesty. It was said that His Majesty would go to the imperial study to look at that calligraphy in a daze whenever he was upset about state affairs. What was more clear was that His Majesty had invited many calligraphers to the palace to copy that calligraphy, and then selected the best ones to be bestowed to the ministers and scholars in the imperial court, in order to replace those really meaningless rewards in the past.
Even in the Tang Empire with simple folk customs, it was the same. His Majesty loved calligraphy, especially the literati and officialdom loved calligraphy. His Majesty loved that calligraphy, so did the ministers and scholars. His Majesty loved that calligraphy, and naturally, the ministers and scholars were not willing to be left behind. This trend became more and more popular, and finally became an interesting thing. Every time the ministers in the imperial court argued about how to get a wife, they would actually talk about this calligraphy.
The Grand Scholar said that the Emperor bestowed the first copy to him, and the Minister said that the copy the Emperor bestowed to him was the most exquisite double-hook copy that had the charm of the original. How could those copies of yours be compared to the one hanging in my study room?
The ministers who had seen the "Blooming on the Opposite Shore" in the imperial study all agreed with His Majesty's appreciation. They thought that it was indeed the most charming book in the past ten years. Even without the blessing of His Majesty's love, it was still a rare masterpiece. In addition, the above-mentioned interesting things, the mysterious calligrapher had not appeared for a long time, and the strange appearance of the calligraphy in the imperial study added a layer of mystery to this calligraphy.
Only mystery could be sacred in the world. The calligraphy and the mysterious calligrapher were getting more and more popular, and people were getting more and more curious. Today, the five words "a calligraphy piece moves Chang 'an" were really extremely appropriate. The students of the Academy had also taken great interest in this matter, and the children of powerful officials like Jin Wucai and Miss Gao even had the opportunity to see those copies with their own eyes. But who would have thought that …
That person was Ning Que.
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Chen Zixian looked at Ning Que who was standing beside the royal carriage, and suddenly said timidly, "When we talked about that calligraphy last year, I told you that Ning Que opened a small calligraphy and painting shop in the Eastern City. That calligraphy piece might be written by him."
No one answered him. There was a silence on the stone platform, a silence of shock and embarrassment.
In fact, there were many students in Classroom Three who remembered the discussion last year. They also remembered how they had mocked and ridiculed Chen Zixian after he had made such a cowardly guess. They had pointed at Chen Zixian's back in the rain-shielding corridor and laughed out loud.
But who could still laugh at this moment?
Ning Que, who was regarded as a loser in cultivation and an immoral villain who gave up the exam because he was sick, had successfully climbed the mountain and surpassed those classmates who did not take him seriously. Finally, he defeated the invincible Prince Long Qing. This fact was like a thunder to the students of the Academy.
The highly respected Divine Talisman Master did not hesitate to cry and shout to accept Ning Que as a student. This matter was like a second thunder to the students of the Academy.
After the two thunder sounds, most people had been struck silly by the thunder. They could only rely on their survival instinct to force themselves to find the last spiritual escape channel and exit.
At this moment, the third thunder sounded.
Ning Que was the calligrapher who wrote the Flower Blooms on the Shore of the Opposite Shore. He was about to enter the palace to meet the Emperor, and he could see a brighter and broader future than most of the people present.
After the third thunder, the Academy students standing on the stone platform no longer had any reason to continue to be proud, indifferent, innocent, argue, question, or refuse. They were directly struck into countless silent scorched trees, with smoke rising from their heads and their clothes turning into black brittle pieces. Their brains had long stopped working.
The louder they had laughed, the hotter their faces were now.
The more exaggerated they had laughed, the more they wanted to dig a big hole in front of them.
The more indifferent they used to be, the more humiliated they could not control their eyes and looked at the royal carriage.
"I once heard Ning Que say a very new word."
Situ Yilan suddenly said faintly, "That word is aesthetic fatigue. I have never understood how to judge beauty, and then how to feel tired. Today I finally understand the meaning of this sentence. It is easy to become numb and boring to be shocked too much. "
Chu Youxian stood behind her, shaking his head and saying with a smile, "But I still feel very good."
Situ Yilan laughed and waved her fist. She looked at the Academy students around her and said, "It is indeed very good."
She looked at Zhong Dajun, whose face was pale. Zhong Dajun subconsciously turned his face away and did not dare to look back.
She looked at the student from Yang Guan beside Zhong Dajun and said, "I remember someone once said that if that calligraphy was written by Ning Que, he would be willing to kiss Ning Que's smelly feet."
The student was terrified and kept retreating.
Situ Yilan smiled and said, "I can ask Ning Que to throw his shoes over. After climbing the mountain for a day and a night, they should be very smelly."
The student screamed and then fell straight down. He had actually fainted because of this sentence.
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Four horse carriages sped along the straight and spacious streets of Chang 'an. From time to time, the shouts of the bodyguards could be heard. The pedestrians all moved away and then cursed at the dust on the road. The Tang Empire had always been particular about rules. Although they clearly saw that it was a carriage from the palace, the people of Chang 'an City did not show any mercy to such an unruly carriage.
Ning Que and Sangsang sat in the dim carriage and were a little bewildered by the luxurious decorations in the carriage. They looked at each other from time to time and exchanged their feelings. Both master and servant had seen many big scenes and large amounts of money. However, sitting in the royal carriage and officially entering the palace to meet His Majesty, they still could not help but feel a little nervous.
"Don't be nervous. His Majesty loves your calligraphy very much." Eunuch Lin looked at him and comforted him.
They had just left the back of the mountain of the Academy and then entered the palace. It was indeed difficult for Ning Que to wake up in a short time. After hesitating for a moment, he asked with uncertainty, "Eunuch Lin, are you sure that His Majesty really likes my calligraphy and summoned me to the palace and not for other reasons?"
Eunuch Lin was startled and did not know whether to laugh or cry. He said, "Your Flower Blooms on the Shore Shore has already caused such a stir in Chang 'an City. Did you really not know?"
Ning Que finally relaxed and said with a smile, "Apart from cultivation, what I like the most is promotion and wealth. If I had known that His Majesty liked my calligraphy and was still looking for me, I would have walked right into the trap … No, I would have brought the most wonderful calligraphy I have ever written and barged into the imperial city, shouting that it was me, it was me. Haha, I'm just afraid that I would be beaten back by the guards. "
Eunuch Lin laughed and looked at him meaningfully. He said, "If you could really barge into the imperial city with your calligraphy, the Yulin Royal Guards would definitely not let you in. However, why would the guards beat you?"
Ning Que's heart skipped a beat.
Eunuch Lin looked at him with a smile and said, "You entered the palace and the imperial study without permission. Do you think that the palace would not investigate this matter and let His Majesty see you? I know that you are a secret guard and I also know your relationship with Chao Xiaoshu. "
Ning Que was speechless.
Eunuch Lin sighed and said, "Although the Eastern City is a poor place and people rarely talk about these things, since you are the owner of a painting and calligraphy shop, you should know about the discussions among your peers. I really don't know what you have been doing for the past year."
"I rarely interact with my peers. As for the past half a year … I have been busy studying."
Ning Que thought of the leaves, silver ingots, and brush and ink in the Old Brush Pen Shop and smiled. Suddenly, he remembered an important matter and his smile disappeared. He asked Eunuch Lin to return to Lin 47th Street to wash up.
Hearing this request, Eunuch Lin was extremely displeased. His Majesty had waited for you for half a year, but you were not in a hurry to thank him. Instead, you were in a hurry to go home and wash up. What was the meaning of this? Did I not explain the rules clearly to you before? The palace would naturally let you wash up before the audience.
However, for some reason, Ning Que was exceptionally stubborn and insisted on returning to Lin 47th Street. Eunuch Lin was helpless against his argument. Thinking that His Majesty admired this young student so much and did not want to make things too awkward, he agreed to his request.
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Lin 47th Street was exceptionally beautiful in spring. A few peach blossoms poked out of the wall of the Ministry of Revenue's warehouse and looked curiously at the shop across the street.
At dusk yesterday, the Nation Master of Tang, Li Qingshan, and the others personally came to Lin 47th Street to examine Ning Que's handwriting. At that time, they had entered violently and the door of the Old Brush Pen Shop was forcefully pushed down. The scene was a mess.
Ning Que looked at the opened door and secretly cursed in his heart. He jumped off the horse carriage and rushed inside.
The proprietress of the fake antique shop next to him shouted, "Don't worry, nothing is missing. I helped you look after it all night."
Ning Que looked back at the proprietress and felt that the thick layer of makeup on her face had made her more beautiful than ever. He went forward and gave her the warmest hug. He said joyfully, "Aunt Wu, thank you so much, thank you so much!"
The owner of the fake antique shop stood at the door with a teapot in his hand. Seeing this scene, he said unhappily, "Don't hug me even if you're grateful! That's my wife! "
Ning Que laughed and said, "Of course I know she's your wife, and your only wife."
The owner of the fake antique shop smiled proudly and took a sip of tea. He said, "Who can tell?"
The proprietress was about to lose her temper, but Ning Que stopped her and said with a smile, "Aunt Wu, don't worry. I owe you a favor today. Second Brother Wu will never marry another wife in this life. I'll look after him for you!"
The proprietress beamed and repeatedly agreed.
Second Brother Wu said angrily, "You little thing, how dare you meddle in my family affairs!"
Ning Que pointed at the royal horse carriage behind him and asked with a smile, "Can you meddle in this?"
Second Brother Wu saw the emblem on the bright yellow horse carriage clearly and thought of his miserable life in the future. He suddenly trembled with fear.
Walking into the dark Old Brush Pen Shop, Ning Que did not ask Sangsang to boil water for a bath. Instead, he reluctantly closed the shop door and climbed up the wall on the stool as fast as he could. He took down the scrolls hanging on the wall with his own handwriting.
He solemnly handed the scrolls to Sangsang and said with a solemn expression, "From now on, you must take care of any piece of paper I write as if it were a big black umbrella."
Sangsang opened her eyes and asked confusedly, "As long as the paper exists, I will exist. If the paper dies, I will die?"
"This is not a piece of paper."
Ning Que gently stroked the scrolls in Sangsang's hands and said with a slightly trembling voice, "These are all silver notes."
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(I like the content of the second half of the chapter, and I especially like the title. Also, I have something to report to everyone. Jiang Ye's book always sends out individual chapters to solicit votes at midnight on Monday. This good habit will be maintained. It's just that some of my friends are very generous and use text messages to notify me. I'm very grateful. But the chapter at midnight is a chapter for soliciting votes. Please don't get up to read it, or I'll be very embarrassed. I'm cupping my hands.) (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com to vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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