Nightwatcher

Outsour of Kyoto, Sheep Pavilion!

Several luxurious carriages parked on the pavilion, the cold wind in the outskirts, and the rolling mountain is light brown.

The sun turned around, and people feel the warmth of the night in the days of the early winter.

The Yunder Academy's Ziyang is going to be out.

It is a great joyful thing for the Yunlu Academy in the officialdom.

Mr. the college hit the song, and the students were happy, and they felt that they were coming, and the days came to come.

In the pavilion, the three old people took a tea in the tea, one of them wearing a purple robe, two frost, he is the protagonist of this delivery.

Yang Gong, the word is humble, the number of Ziyang, the champion of 14 years. The next year, returning to the Yunlu Academy, twenty-two years, Tao Li is under the world, has become a famous earth.

He should have a better future. If you are not in the words, you will leave the officialdom in the most prosperous time. For this matter, Shilinzhong said that he said that he said that he was sinned, and he had to shut himself.

Some people say that he is sinned to the first auxiliary, the means is not as good as people, and the rolls are roll-off.

But no matter what, twenty-two years later, he finally won. Going to Qingzhou to make an envoy.

The real sea is big.

In addition, the two identities are equally small, not to say the status in the cloud deer academy, the list is the name, and there is no Purple Yang.

Wearing the gray robes, the hill sheep is called Li Mu, the big country's hand, once known as the top of the play, five years ago, talking to Weiyuan Wei Gong hand, defeating, anger, there is no more chess.

Wearing a blue robe called Zhang Shen, the military law, the "Sixth Sixth of the Battle" in the early years is still the military officer, and the will read the publication.

It is the only one who can compare with Wei Yuan and everyone.

A group of students standing outside the pavilion is a very potential student in the Yunlu Academy.

Xu Xinyi is here.

"Mr. Ziyang finally came out, if it was able to redemerate, we will be in the official official Jun Tong." A unique window low voice: "Resign, have you prepared a poem?"

My brother is prepared to me ... and it is half-seven-law .... Xu Xin Ye looked at the pavilion, faint: "Scribbled is half-head, Yong Shu, you are too utilitarian."

Qi Qi poem has a strict partner, requiring poems to completely draw, consisting of eight sentences, seven words per sentence, each two sentences, total four.

Xu Qi'an gave him a seven law only two. After the new year, I asked, and I didn't give it two times.

"This is not utilitarian, like the sea and the sea, bitter, camp is a pulp." Friends said, it seems that Xu Xin Ye is not good, there is nothing. "

"Yong Shu said is right, and now the official is atmospheric and corrupt.

Call Yong Shu's student nodded, see Xu New Year: "You always say poetry is a small road, but you have a good article, do you want to remember you? You can be handed down."

The poetry is the small road, can't govern the country, can't be beneficial, is the verge of the wind! Ju Yiro just wants to say this, considering that he is now preparing to use the attachment of the versatile trail, swallow back, ambiguous .

Yong Shu looks at him as strange, there is no raise!

The big country's hand Li Mu, sighed: "Yang brother, you have to have half of them in the year, and it will not be more than 20 years."

Ziyang is laughing.

"This is wrong," the military law everyone lost laughter and drinking tea: "Yang Xiong is in a hurriculous, is the road to 'standing". "

I heard the words, Ziyang is sigh: "After all, it is still crowded out of the officialdom."

"This is not your question, the nation of the kingdom of the country, will not look at our cloud deer college turned over."

"Hey, a group only knows the little person who is charming, playing with the right, no two hundred years, it will make the world into this kind of appearance."

This matter involves a very interesting history.

Confucianism originated from the saints, the Bailu Academy as a college pioneered by the saints and disciples. This is also true.

But in two hundred years ago, because of the competitive incident, the emperor was completely ago.

In this case, the Bailu Academy has a traitor, and the white deer college is thinking so.

The traitor is a gentleman, a chance to come to the end of the door, and to the Emperor's Emperor's Emperor's Emperor's Support, and become a generation of masters.

After playing, Guozi Monitor the Yunlu Academy and became the main transport agency of the court official.

Confucian orthodox argument, therefore continued for two hundred years.

Ziyang's Shen Sheng said: "I will go, I will open up theory of the White Deer Academy, and the official website is laid the official, but I want to revitalize the college to the past, I am not enough, I need to work together, more need to be excellent people."

Li Mu Bai and Zhang Shen Xiangxiang smiled, the latter turned his head, looking to the students outside the pavilion: "Does anyone want to pay poems, send a sent Ziyang?"

"The poems have to have a colorful head, otherwise it is not interesting." Ziyang is picking down a Ziyu: "Board president, you can get Yu Ji."

Yushu is very violent, and the god is extraordinary.

The students outside the pavilion brushed the brush, and the big Confucius took Yurp, the talents were baptized, and the intrinsic was magical. If they can get it, it is definitely a great benefit.

At the same time, Ziyang is a lottery head with purple jade, and there is a deeper meaning.

The elderly belongs, only gives a late generation and student, that is, take this jade, little brother, you are my people .... My student.

"Students are willing to pay poems, and they will be sent to Ziyang." A very young student wearing a blue Confucius, waist ring jade, stepping out, chasing the three big Confucian hands in the pavilion.

Li Mu Bai smiled: "This is my student Zhu retreat, quite a little poetry."

Ziyang is smiling.

After the students who are called Zhu retreat, after sending poems, the smile on the face of Ziyang's face is more and more satisfied.

"Yes." The soldier is Zhang Shenzhao, there is no more comment, the two big Confucian in the seat have poetry than him.

But good start, not necessarily the end, the next scene can be described in the tail of the dog.

The poems behind the back are unable to qualify.

Li Mu Bai said: "Since the national border supervision is re-established, there is only a desire of the saints, and the world is in the world. No remarkable. "

Say it later, it is sad.

This is also the cause of Confucianism begins with weakens. For two hundred years in the past two hundred years, the famous sayings of Confucianism are: Buddha's door is great, the door is very good, short oil, warlock is also good. Another way to make a wizard, the wizards are also very spiritual, it is worth praise ... Oh, the rough Wufu please go out, here is the party of the elegant people. By the way, take away the heteroles of the demon. The rest of the seat is, I am free, it is garbage!

The original Confucian is so hang.

now what?

Made in the major practice: How to fathers, small brothers?

Confucian Surse trembling: MMP.

Ziyang is sighing, "" Don't mention these. You have a student, who is willing to give poem? "

Halfless no one.

Zhu retired stared at the purple jade, his eyes screened, and I think this is the thing in his bag.

"Mr., I have a poem." Xu Xin Ye came out of the crowd and came to the pavilion.

He is specially silent to now, he is a low-key and humble, do not want to throw a good poem too early to let the same window. Absolutely and he used to see each other to vomit each other with each other.