Gradually, some people walked out of the Mausoleum of Books accompanied by the morning light, most of them were the top three students who participated in the imperial examination in the early spring of this year. Naturally, it was impossible for those people not to know Chen Changsheng. They were slightly surprised when they saw him, and then saluted one after another. That night when the starlight fell, countless spectators broke through the scene, and dozens of fireworks were set off at the Mausoleum of Books. No matter how they felt about Chen Changsheng, everyone always wanted to express their gratitude to him.
Chen Changsheng returned the salute, and then looked into the Mausoleum of Heavenly Books again.
After an unknown amount of time, Tang Thirty-Six finally came out. I saw him with disheveled hair, stench all over his body, his precious clothes were full of stains, and he was carrying a quilt and the fur that could no longer see its original color on his shoulders. Like a beggar who just stole some useless belongings from some run-down mansion.
But the biggest change is not these, but his eyes.
His eyes are bright.
His eyes were also very bright before, but it was a kind of clear brightness. Now the brightness in his eyes, in addition to being clear, also has a sharp meaning, even the dirty hair can't hide it.
"I almost didn't recognize it was you." Chen Changsheng looked at him and said.
"Better handsome?" Tang Thirty-Six raised his brows lightly, indescribably frivolous.
Chen Changsheng thought to himself that it's better for you to recognize it, so he shook his head and said, "It's dirty."
While speaking, he took a step back very imperceptibly and naturally, standing a little further away from Tang Thirty-Six.
Tang Thirty-Six threw the quilt and fur on his shoulders to Xuanyuan Po, laughed and stepped forward to hug him.
Xuanyuan Po looked at the stinky quilt and fur in his hand with a helpless expression.
There was no helplessness on Chen Changsheng's face, because he covered his face with his hands to avoid smelling or touching any dirty things.
Tang Thirty-Six let go of him, and asked triumphantly, "Do you see any changes in me?"
Chen Changsheng looked him over carefully from head to toe, and asked, "The Wenshui family cut off your money, and now you want to learn to be self-reliant?"
Tang Thirty-Six said: "Where is this talking?"
Chen Changsheng pointed to the quilt in Xuanyuan Po's arms and said, "If it was Tang Tang from before, how could he have carried out the quilt that Mr. Xun had used for decades?"
"You know what a fart, this is something commemorative."
Chen Changsheng thought to himself, what is this to commemorate
"To commemorate the time when we observed the stele and enlightened the Tao in the Mausoleum of Books of Heaven."
Tang Thirty-Six turned to look at the blue mountain mausoleum, and said with emotion: "Guys like you who are greedy for the treasures of the garden and have not completed the years of watching monuments, how can you say that?"
Chen Changsheng didn't know how to respond, and said, "It seems that your life in Tianshu Mausoleum is going well."
Tang Thirty-Six said: "It's not bad, I managed to get into the upper realm of Tongyou a few days ago."
When he uttered the four characters of Tongyou Shangjing, his expression was deliberately calm, and his tone did not fluctuate at all, but both Chen Changsheng and Xuanyuan Po could hear his complacency and pride.
Chen Changsheng remembered that when he left the Mausoleum of Heavenly Books, he had just broken through to the secluded world not long ago. Now, in just a few months, he has broken through two thresholds and reached the upper level of the secluded world. He really has the qualifications to be proud of himself. The guy's character definitely wouldn't be so lightly described to the end. Sure enough, the next moment Tang Sanshiliu broke his skills, turned to look at him beamingly and said, "Fuck, you don't even know, I'm teaching Guan Feibai to be a man every minute now!"
It is extremely difficult to practice to break through the realm, and it is even more unimaginable to be able to break through three realms in such a short period of time. Tang Sanshiliu's excitement is naturally understandable, but it is really difficult for Chen Changsheng to follow the excitement. Looking at Chen Changsheng's calm face, Tang Thirty-Six finally remembered that he and the stele-watching in the Mausoleum of Heavenly Books had such a good fortune that they couldn't do without the starry sky he attracted that night, so he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. Said: "Of course, I have to thank you for this matter, but in the final analysis, my talent is high enough."
Chen Changsheng gave a relatively objective conclusion: "The main reason is that you stopped being lazy after entering the Orthodox Academy."
This is also what the wise and unparalleled old man in Tianji Pavilion once said in the Qing Yunbang comment.
Tang Thirty-Six had nothing to say, he could only say: "Don't you congratulate me?"
"Congratulations." Chen Changsheng said insincerely, then looked into the Mausoleum of Heavenly Books, and asked in puzzlement, "Where is Gou Hanshi and the others? Why haven't they come out?"
Liang Xiaoxiao and Qijian left Tianshu Mausoleum ahead of schedule and entered Zhou Garden. Among the disciples from Mount Li, Gou Hanshi, Liang Banhu, and Guan Feibai, like Tang Thirty-Six, stayed in the Mausoleum of Heavenly Books and continued to observe the stele to gain enlightenment. But in Chen Changsheng's mind, since so many people had finished viewing the stele, they should come out, but after looking for a long time, they didn't find the figures of those three people.
Tang Thirty-Six said: "It was agreed to go out to the Tianshu Mausoleum together, but I don't know what happened to Lishan, so they left early last night."
Chen Changsheng thought it was so.
Seeing his expression, Tang Thirty-Six asked slightly: "Do you know what happened to Li Shan?"
Chen Changsheng hummed, of course he knew something serious had happened to Li Shan.
If it wasn't a real big event, no one would bother the observers in the Tianshu Mausoleum. Tang Thirty-Six was a little surprised and asked, "What's the matter?"
Chen Changsheng signaled Xuanyuan Po to throw the extremely sour bedding and fur on the car, and said to Tang Thirty-Six: "We'll talk about it when we go back."
Tang Thirty-Six suddenly remembered something, reached into the quilt for a long time, took out a letter and a notebook, handed them to Chen Changsheng, and said, "Gou Hanshi asked me to give them to you."
Chen Changsheng recognized that it was a note left by Xun Mei, who had helped him avoid many detours in the process of observing the stele and enlightening the Tao, and also helped those teenagers who used to live under the same roof.
The letter was left by Gou Hanshi, and the content was very ordinary. He said that he left the capital ahead of schedule and could not see each other.
Tang Thirty-Six looked at the letter paper and said sarcastically, "My friends from Li Shan still don't seem to be convinced."
Chen Changsheng said: "Why can't you think about the good of people, Gou Hanshi doesn't mean what you said."
Tang Thirty-Six suddenly said: "I heard... you are now the dean of the Orthodox Academy?"
Chen Changsheng hesitated for a while, and said, "It seems... yes."
After the rumor was confirmed, Tang Thirty-Six was silent for a while, then looked at Chen Changsheng and said earnestly, "Your status is different, so you can't be as naive as before."
While speaking, he reached out and patted Chen Changsheng's shoulder.
Chen Changsheng glanced at the dirty hand that was on his shoulder, the corners of his lips twitched uncontrollably, and he didn't argue with him.
As the saying goes, Wushan is the sea, rice grains are pearls, Su Li has lost to him in this matter, and it is no exaggeration to win this guy again.
Returning to Baihua Lane, the carriage stopped. Tang Sanshiliu looked at the Li Gong priest who was saluting to Chen Changsheng, feeling a little uncomfortable, jumped out of the car and entered the small shop outside the alley entrance.
Xuanyuan Po took the carriage and took his tattered belongings back to the Orthodox Academy.
Chen Changsheng followed Tang Thirty-Six, watched him buy two fried dough sticks and a bowl of soy milk, and ate them all the way to the alley.
Even though it was the simplest and most common food, Tang Sanshiliu ate it happily, shaking his head, feeling very happy.
"Is it so delicious?" Chen Changsheng was really curious.
Tang Thirty-Six said: "You don't know, other things in Tianshu Mausoleum are okay, but the food is terrible, especially after you and Qijian left... Fuck, can that idiot Guan Feibai know how to cook? I To actually start to miss Xuanyuan Po's cooking, and even feel that the food at the Orthodox Academy is more delicious than the whole banquet at Chenghu Building, how miserable do you think it is?"
Chen Changsheng thought that it was really miserable, and thought of the scene of the cold, arrogant and violent Guan Feibai cutting bacon and frying green peppers in that small courtyard, he couldn't help but shook his head, thinking it was really unimaginable.
Tang Thirty-Six pressed half a deep-fried dough stick in his hand into the yellowish soy milk, and said, "Do you want to have a bite?"
Chen Changsheng looked at his fingers inserted into the soybean milk, thought of the dirt in his fingernails he saw earlier, and quickly waved his hands and said, "No."
Tang Thirty-Six was very contemptuous, and said, "Fuck, do you understand life?"
Chen Changsheng said helplessly: "Although I know that you were suffocated by pretending to be the son of Guijie a few years ago, and now it is your true temperament, but...can you stop swearing, it sounds really harsh."
Tang Thirty-Six followed good example, raised the bowl containing soy milk as a sacrifice to the sky, and said to the sun that was about to be covered by clouds, "Sun."
After talking, joking and scolding, the two of them entered Baihua Lane, and saw Zhou Zi standing there with a paper umbrella propped up in front of them.
Suddenly, the sun in the sky was completely covered by the dark clouds, and some raindrops fell on the paper umbrella that seemed unable to withstand the wind.
This scene is wonderful, and there is a faint mystery that is difficult to explain clearly in words.
Zhou Ziheng seemed to have anticipated the coming of rain in advance, which represented a certain realm, indicating that he had already glimpsed the way of heaven and earth.
However, looking at this scene, the first thing Chen Changsheng thought of was why you didn't hold an umbrella when it rained the day before yesterday, and then he remembered the letter of challenge—this person wanted to challenge the Orthodox Academy on behalf of the Zongsi Institute.
Tang Thirty-Six was even more indifferent to this scene. He didn't know who this thin and tall man was, and he was a little annoyed by the sudden disappearance of the sun. He just thought about what Chen Changsheng said, so he didn't say anything, but said: "Please let me let."
After saying this, he walked forward.
Zhou Ziheng didn't give way, and didn't even look at him.
He didn't see this foul-smelling young man in ragged clothes at all.
He looked at Chen Changsheng and said, "How are you thinking?"
Chen Changsheng said: "After thinking about it, I will call you back."
Zhou Ziheng smiled and said, "Do you want to keep thinking about it?"
This smile is very hateful, with a touch of sarcasm and mockery.
Tang Thirty-Six was stunned. He never imagined that in the current Great Zhou Dynasty, there would still be people who would dare to speak to himself and Chen Changsheng in such an attitude at the gate of the Orthodox Academy.
"Who is this person?" He asked Chen Changsheng.
Chen Changsheng said, "Zhou Ziheng."
Tang Thirty-Six had never heard of this name before, and said, "Zhou Ziheng, who is that?"
Zhou Ziheng was slightly angry, feeling that Chen Changsheng and this beggar-like guy deliberately used this conversation to humiliate him.
Tang Thirty-Six turned around, looked at Zhou Ziheng and asked, "I said, who are you?"
Zhou Ziheng said expressionlessly, "Zhou Chongdian Zhou Ziheng."
Tang Thirty-Six looked at him and asked, "Are you famous?"
Zhou Ziheng didn't know how to answer this question.
"baffling."
Tang Thirty-Six looked at him like an idiot, then turned around and said to Chen Changsheng: "You have to figure out your current status, a character you've never heard of, how can you care about him, can he be enough? ?”
After saying this, he walked past Zhou Ziheng with soy milk and fried dough sticks, and walked into the alley.
Zhou Ziheng lowered his head and took a deep breath.
Tang Thirty-Six stopped in his tracks.
The rain suddenly became chaotic, and then fell like willow leaves again.
Zhou Ziheng appeared in front of Tang Thirty-Six, blocking his way.
Baihua Lane was quiet.
Tang Thirty-Six looked at him and said four words calmly.
"Stupid, get up."
At this moment, Tang Thirty-Six was covered in filth, had a stench, and his clothes were ragged. He really looked like a beggar, but his imposing manner was that of a prince.
Because he was not a beggar, but the richest prince in the world.
He is richer than Princess Pingguo, Luoluo, Nanke, these real princesses combined.
So when he said these four words, he was so domineering to an unimaginable level.
Is it hard to imagine being domineering? Yes, because this is not arrogance, but confidence.
Without a thousand years of experience, there is no way to cultivate the confidence.
Zhou Ziheng squinted his eyes, looking at Tang Thirty-Six, his murderous intent gradually arose.
However, in the end he didn't do it either.
Because Chen Changsheng was looking at him.
Many Li Palace priests also looked at him.
What made him most vigilant and puzzled was that the Habayashi army, who should have been on his side, suddenly had an undisguised violent killing intent.
He knew very well that if he really made a move, the killing intent would tear him into pieces the next moment.
He didn't understand why, his hands trembled slightly.
Tang Sanshiliu walked past him again, holding a bowl of soy milk in his left hand and a deep-fried dough stick in his right, still not even looking at him.
The rain curtain fell slowly and landed on the paper umbrella softly and silently.
In the depths of Baihua Lane, Tian Haiya'er's insults came.
Hearing those obscenities, Tang Sanshiliu's face became a little ugly.
Walking to the entrance of the Orthodox Academy, he saw Tian Hai Yaer sitting in a wheelchair, cursing non-stop at the courtyard door.
"Chen Changsheng, you..."
"Come and hit me if you have the ability!"
Tang Thirty-Six walked behind Tian Hai Ya'er, did not stop him, and listened attentively.
Many priests from the Li Palace, the Habayashi Army, and the people of Kyoto who had heard the news all watched this scene.
The rain in Baihua Lane is like smoke.
Chen Changsheng asked, "What are you doing?"
Tang Thirty-Six said: "Reminisce about life."
Tian Hai Ya'er heard the voice, turned his head to look, his expression changed slightly.
Chen Changsheng asked in confusion, "What kind of life?"
"I seriously recalled my life." Tang Thirty-Six said with emotion: "...Damn it, I've never heard such a cheap request."
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