Xun Mei looked at Chen Changsheng and shook her head and said, "It's just that your true essence is so weak, yet you managed to get the first place on the list? It's really not as good as one generation after another."
Everyone knew that this year's imperial examination was a big year, and the competition was much fiercer than previous years. Chen Changsheng didn't respond, but Tang Thirty-Six did not.
"Even if Tianji Pavilion is to comment, this year's imperial examination will be better than that of the seniors." He said.
Xun Mei's expression suddenly became a little lonely, and she said, "I don't know who participated this year, but that year... there were two people who didn't participate."
Tang Thirty-Six was slightly taken aback, thinking of the two names that used to have the same name as Xun Mei, he had to admit that this argument made sense.
If those two had participated in that year's Great Court Examination, then even if Qiu Shan Jun and Xu Yourong came, this year's Great Court Test would not be comparable to that year's.
After saying this, Xun Mei's mood fluctuated obviously, she ignored the three teenagers, walked to a stone in the courtyard and sat down, staring at Tianshu Mausoleum in a daze.
Looking at the back of this senior, Chen Changsheng felt a little emotional. During the day, Tang Thirty-Six told him that some ascetics would observe the stele in the Mausoleum of Books for many years, but he never expected to see one with his own eyes so soon. If it doesn't come out, there must be something hidden.
Thinking of this, he felt that this senior's figure was becoming more and more bleak, and he couldn't bear to disturb him anymore, so he reached out to stop Tang Sanshiliu who wanted to continue asking questions.
Tang Thirty-Six asked slightly, "What's wrong?"
Chen Changsheng looked at him and asked earnestly, "Have you eaten?"
Only then did Tang Thirty-Six think of the most important thing, feeling the hunger rushing over him like a tide, he laughed weakly and said, "No."
Chen Changsheng brought him into the house, brought out the leftover salted fish, made a bowl of leftover rice with hot tea, and said, "The greens are gone, let's eat as soon as possible."
"Is this edible? Is this edible? What is it? The greens are gone, and you asked me to use tea leaves to pretend? Could it be a smell?"
Tang Thirty-Six picked out a piece of blackened tea with chopsticks, and said angrily.
Chen Changsheng ignored him, found the oil lamp by starlight, wiped it carefully, lit the cord, and the dim light illuminated the room.
The side of the table was also illuminated, Tang Thirty-Six buried his head in the bowl, and kept eating, there were already many fishbone in front of the bowl.
Looking at this scene, Chen Changsheng couldn't help thinking, what would the girls in Kyoto Academy who admired Tang Thirty-Six think if they saw his eating image
Zhexiu naturally wouldn't watch Tang Thirty-Six eating, he looked at Xun Mei who was sitting on the stone outside, and said, "I didn't expect the rumors to be true."
Chen Changsheng said: "According to Tang Thirty-Six, there should be many such people in the Mausoleum of Books of Heaven."
Tang Thirty-Six took time out of his busy schedule, raised his head and said, "But there are not many people as famous as Xun Mei."
Zhexiu said: "Many people thought he was dead long ago... It's unimaginable to have watched the stele in Tianshu Mausoleum for more than 30 years."
Under Chen Changsheng's gaze, Tang Thirty-Six unaccustomedly took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, wiped his mouth carefully, and said, "He is reluctant to go out."
Zhexiu thought about those stories back then, shook his head and said, "I don't think he dares to go out."
Tang Thirty-Six was startled, shook his head and said, "It's not right to say that, at most it's just embarrassing to go out."
Reluctance, dare not, embarrassment, these are not nice words.
Chen Changsheng was a little surprised, thinking that since the senior named Xun Mei was the first in the imperial examination thirty-seven years ago, he must be extraordinary, why did he get such an evaluation
"Senior Xun Mei is most famous for his perseverance in practice. When he was seven years old, he stood in the snow in front of Mr. Yunshan's door for three days and three nights before he was accepted as a disciple."
Tang Thirty-Six said: "That's how the words Treading Xue Xunmei came about."
Chen Changsheng asked, "Mr. Yunshan?"
"Mr. Yunshan is the teacher of Dean Mao Qiuyu."
Tang Thirty-Six looked at Chen Changsheng and said, "You're right, Xun Mei is Dean Mao's junior."
Mao Qiuyu is one of the most powerful people in the mainland today, and his junior brother can imagine what level of character he is. And the small characters in the little junior brother itself represent a certain meaning-the little junior brother must be a closed disciple, and only those with extremely outstanding talents will be accepted as a closed disciple by a sect or academy faction.
For example, the legendary little uncle in Lishan, or the current Qijian.
"Xun Mei was the most outstanding student of Tiandao Academy back then. He has a much higher status than Zhuang Huanyu in Tiandao Academy. Hey, are we going to the Tianshu Mausoleum to call Zhuang Huanyu over? Xunmei is him Senior of the Tiandao Academy, it is really a wonderful thing to see him kowtow to Xun Mei, and then again, if I hadn't entered the Orthodox Academy, wouldn't I have to kowtow just now? It's an extremely dangerous thing." Tang Thirty-Six He laughed and said, but found that neither Chen Changsheng nor Zhexiu had any intention of answering the conversation, so he couldn't help but slightly annoyed and said: "For boring guys like you, one is enough to be bored in the world, why are there two? Why are you two talking?" We still meet together? It's really depressing!"
Chen Changsheng ignored him, and asked Zhexiu, "Why didn't Xun Mei dare to come out of the Mausoleum of Heavenly Books?"
Before Zhexiu had time to speak, Tang Thirty-Six hurriedly said, "You are asking the right person. I also stayed in the Heavenly Dao Academy for half a year. This past is the clearest. Back then Xun Mei was in the Heavenly Dao Academy. I am proud of him, the talent is amazing, but unfortunately, among his peers, there are people who are better and better than him."
Tang Thirty-Six's expression suddenly became serious, and he said: "The most unfortunate thing in Xun Mei's life is that she lived in the same era as Tianliang Wang Po. Since they were twelve years old, they have often been in various sects. We met in gatherings, and we had no less than a hundred times to compete and compete, but every time Xun Mei lost, and in a certain year's Stone Boiling Conference, Xun Mei lost three games in a row."
After living in the capital for a year, Chen Changsheng was still a little ignorant, but he knew the name because it was so resounding.
Before Qiu Shanjun, it was the most famous name in the entire continent, and until now, this name is still on the Xiaoyao list, high on the list.
Wang Po of Tianliang County.
Then he noticed that when Tang Thirty-Six mentioned this name, his expression was very dignified and vigilant. He didn't understand that even though Mr. Qiushan was already at the top of the gold spot list, he was still far away from someone like Wang Po who had been famous for a long time on the Xiaoyao list. There is no problem between breaking.
"How could a person like Xun Mei, who is so talented, strong-willed, and shoulders the high expectations of the Heavenly Dao Academy, be willing to live under Wang Po's shadow all his life? He has been in the Mausoleum of Heavenly Books for thirty-seven years, and he has never been willing to go out. , I just want to realize the true righteousness of heaven here, and then defeat Wang Po."
Tang Thirty-Six glanced outside the room, and said: "Now that I think about it, Tianliang Wang Po has become a barrier to his heart. If he is not sure that he can defeat the opponent, he will not leave Tianshu Mausoleum for a day. ... are all right, because he knows very well that Wang Po must be outside the day he walks out of the Mausoleum of Books."
Chen Changsheng got up and walked to the door, looking at the laid-back middle-aged man under the starlight, he felt a little complicated.
Is it because I don't have the courage to face the world outside the mausoleum or that person? He doesn't think so, the once proud boy from Tiandaoyuan, it is impossible to lack courage, at least he will not lack courage when facing his lifelong enemy Wang Po, otherwise he would not be able to fight more than a hundred games in a row, so why did he not dare to go out? Tianshu Mausoleum
Leaving sometimes means farewell. Xun Mei did not dare to leave Tianshu Mausoleum because he was afraid of losing Tianshu Mausoleum. From being young to being down and out, the entire thirty-seven years have been spent here, and the Tianshu Mausoleum made him stronger, and the more so, the more he dared not leave.
As Tang Thirty-Six said during the day, for ascetics, Tianshu Mausoleum is like a jug of fine wine. The more they drink, the more drunk they become. To be drunk and unwilling to wake up, or to try it out, is a test for everyone, but for Xun Mei, because of the shadow from Tianliang County, this choice is even more difficult.
It's just that Xun Mei's talent is extraordinary, and she has been studying steles in the Mausoleum of Heavenly Books for 37 years. How strong should her current strength be? He is already so strong, but he still doesn't have the confidence to defeat the opponents outside the Tianshu Mausoleum, so how strong is Tianliang Wang Po
However, this is a problem to be solved after all. Tang Thirty-Six said that on the day he walked out of the Mausoleum of Books, Wang Po must be outside, not that Wang Po would really wait for him outside the Mausoleum of Books, but that he had to go to find Wang Po after he left the Mausoleum of Books. Only in this way can I give an account of my own life and my thirty-seven years of stele-watching career.
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In the woods outside the Mausoleum of Heavenly Books, a fresh breeze blew up the grass clippings on the ground, and the green leaves on the trees, making a sound like rain. There was only a breeze, but it came from two directions, and the grass clippings and young leaves were rolled into the forest, and gradually spiraled up, like an inverted waterfall, cutting the starry sky that fell from the night sky into countless pieces.
Mao Qiuyu appeared in the field, looked under a locust tree, and said with a complicated expression: "Twenty years ago I invited you to the capital to persuade him to come out, but you didn't come."
There was a man standing under the locust tree, he looked very young, but there was a frosty look between his brows, his clothes were well washed, and his black hair was tightly tied, but for some reason, he always gave people a shabby feeling, like It was a former young man who had been working as an accountant in an inn for three years because of his family's decline.
"He doesn't want to come out, so no one can persuade him to come out." The man looked at the Tianshu Mausoleum in the night and said.
Mao Qiuyu said, "Then why are you here today?"
The man said: "I don't know why, I think he will come out tonight, so... I'll wait for him."
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