Chapter 570

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Seeing the scholar in front of him, Yi Tianxing suddenly came up with those literary ministers and imperial historians of the Ming Dynasty.

One by one, they tried their best to confront the emperor. Any small matter can be admonished with death. When he was killed by the Imperial Staff, he was not afraid, but also eager to be killed directly. As long as he was killed, he would remain famous forever. Such a thing simply became a trend in the Ming Dynasty. I don't know how many ministers went forward one after another and tried their best to die.

And the incomparable harpy who died.

Yi Tianxing thinks it's wonderful as long as he thinks about it. It's a group of wonderful emperors and a group of wonderful ministers.

Shit has been around for thousands of years. Up to now, several people remember who was killed by a tingzhang in the Ming Dynasty.

But the difference in front of us is to guard Jixia school palace, which is a holy land in the eyes of all scholars, even the people of the human race. If you die to protect the holy land, you can still be immortal even if you die.

Yi Tianxing can understand this very well.

"Brother, I don't know how many people there are in the school palace now."

Yi Tianxing asked.

"There are probably no less than twenty or thirty thousand people, all of whom came to the nearby Terran people during the integration of the previous ten thousand worlds. They gathered in the school palace and protected their lives with the help of the school palace."

The scholar said slowly, but there was a trace of worry in his eyes.

"There are so many." Yi Tianxing heard this, and his heart sank slightly. He said, "now Jixia school palace is besieged. Tens of thousands of people just have to eat. It's very difficult. All kinds of materials must be very scarce. I'm afraid everyone's life here is very difficult. "

One's life is about food, clothing, shelter and transportation.

Heaven and earth, eat the biggest. No one can be comfortable when he is hungry.

"It's hard, but there are experts in the farm who study the secret skills of the farm and plant as much food as possible. In terms of food, they can barely supply it. However, there are not many places in the area where the school palace is located. In many cases, food needs to be supplied in limited quantities. It is said that there is a powerful and unique magic power in the farm, called" encouraging seedlings!!! " In a short time, let the food mature quickly. But it's really difficult to cultivate successfully. "

The scholar sighed and said, with a trace of longing in his face.

He was also a scholar from the outside world. He came from different dynasties. He was a scholar in the Song Dynasty. He had an instinctive worship and enthusiasm for Jixia school palace. Even if there are no original scholars or teachers in the Jixia school palace, you can appreciate the brilliance of the collision of various ideas and theories in the heyday of the Jixia school palace.

Each school has its own unique ability.

The farmers' talents in planting food, spiritual herbs and other unique magical powers are incredible.

"Look, here is a good land cultivated by the farmers' children. There are only ten mu of land, which is the largest area that can be cultivated. Other places are not suitable for farming, and can not continue to expand. Ten mu of good land can be harvested once a month under the cultivation of the farmers' children, and the available food can only be barely supplied. There are still some vegetables, melons and fruits to be planted."

The scholar walked into the Academy with Yi Tianxing. What he saw was a golden rice field. In this rice field, he could see that a large number of peasant children dressed as farmers were weeding the rice field. When waving, a cloud of rain condensed on his head and a little rain fell. The rice in the paddy field becomes more vigorous and seems to become more mature under the moisture of Lingyu. Golden, very attractive.

Farmhouse magic skill - Xiaoyun rain skill!!

In fact, the real farm magic power is - spring breeze turns rain!!

It's just that spring breeze turns into rain. We need to open up the life orifice. Before opening up the life orifice, we can only condense runes and use them to display spells. Although the efficacy can not be compared with the real life orifices, it still has strong warming and nourishing power. Can make everything grow.

"Sure enough, there is something unique. This little cloud rain technique can directly cultivate itself into the true yuan, condense the vitality of heaven and earth, and turn into spiritual rain. Although it lasts a short time and covers a small area, it is one of the best means to promote plant growth."

Yi Tianxing nodded secretly when he saw it.

Even the way they hoe the ground is quite complicated.

A hoe is not just a hoe. Instead, it contains a strange force, which makes the hoe contain power, directly shatters the soil under the hoe, and makes the fertility of the land evenly integrate into every inch of soil, rather than many places and few places. It can also remove snakes, rats, insects and ants hidden in the earthquake dead soil. Bury their bodies under the land, turn them into nourishment and turn them into soil fertility.

This practice is silent. From the appearance, if you don't look carefully, you can hardly see any clue. It can be seen that the means of farmers are also unusual.

"XIAOLINZI, why did you come here? Who is this? I've never seen him before. Is it a newcomer?"

An old farmer who was farming in the rice field looked up and said with a slightly strange smile after seeing the scholar and Yi Tianxing.

"Mr. mu, this one has just come to our school palace from outside. He is his own, not an alien. He has just come in, so I took him to find Mr. Cai." the scholar did not discriminate against farmers, but showed a color of respect.

The farmhouse is also one of the hundred. Without a farmhouse, all of them will starve to death. No one wants to survive. These are the parents of food and clothing. They have a high status in the school palace. No one will disrespect them.

"Old man, my last name is Yi, Yi Tianxing. I've met Mr. mu."

Yi Tianxing also smiled lightly, and the old man in front of him nodded.

"OK, my name is Musen. Everyone calls me old man mu. This old bone can't go to the battlefield or fight. I can only dig some food for you in the ground. I can contribute a little bit."

The wooden old man was also very friendly.

There seems to be no competition in the school palace.

We all come from all over the world, even from different worlds. The ultimate goal is to survive. In order to survive, everything else can be put aside. No one wants to point the blade at his own people.

"By the way, after talking for so long, I haven't introduced myself to you. The student's surname is Lin and Lin Hai. In the school palace, he is just a late student. Brother Yi came here this time, and he will be all his classmates and friends in the school palace. He is a comrade in arms fighting side by side." Lin Hai said with a smile.

"Brother Lin, according to what brother Lin said, the original students and teachers of the school palace have disappeared. It is a great Confucian surnamed Cai who presides over the school palace here. Dare you ask, I don't know who it is."

Yi Tianxing was a little curious and asked.

A great Confucian cannot just talk about it. It is not a self styled great Confucian, but must be recognized by the people all over the world, even by scholars and thousands of scholars. Finally, it can be called a great Confucian. It is conceivable that the other party must have real talent and practical knowledge. Moreover, one's virtue must be respected and respected by others.

Only in this way can we be called a great Confucian in the school palace.

In history, there are not many great Confucians surnamed Cai, but no one can be completely sure who they will be under the condition of the integration of thousands of circles.

"It's Cai Yong and Cai Daru."

Lin Hai said with a look of admiration.

"Cai Yong?"

When Yi Tianxing heard this, the shock in his heart swept like a tide.

Cai Yong? Father in law.

Even if I think about it, I feel that the whole mind can't believe it.

Cai Yong, the word Bo Zhe. From Chenliu county. He was a famous writer and calligrapher in the Eastern Han Dynasty and the father of CAI Wenji. As an official to Zuo Zhonglang, later generations called him "Cai Zhonglang".

Moreover, he is also proficient in rhythm, talented and famous scholar Hu Guang. In addition to being familiar with classics and history, and being good at Ci and Fu, Cai Yong's calligraphy was good at Zhuan and Li. In particular, Lishu has the deepest attainments and the highest reputation, and has the evaluation of "Cai Yongshu's backbone, insight, refreshing and divine power". The creation of "flying white" style has a great impact on later generations. On CAI Yongfei's white book "wonderful and wonderful, moving and combining divine skill" in the book of shuduan by Zhang huaixuan of Tang Dynasty.

In his life, he especially likes to collect all kinds of rare ancient books. As long as he has not read them, he will try his best to collect them. In his life, he collected more than 10000 volumes, and in his later years, he still kept 4000 volumes. There are twenty volumes of essays, which have been lost long ago.

At that time, bamboo slips were used for books. Each ancient book used bamboo slips based on the capacity of vehicles. It was immeasurable to collect so many works. Amazing.

No matter which aspect, Cai Yong is enough to be called a great Confucian. There is absolutely no doubt about his status as a great Confucian. In the late Han Dynasty, its status was also one of the few in the world.

Knowledge is naturally profound.

Seriously, only in terms of knowledge and status at that time, Huang Chengyan was willing to bow down to Cai Yong. There is a certain gap between fame and status.

His conduct and virtue are praised.

Yi Tianxing knew a story about Cai Yong.

It is said that Cai Yong's mother had been ill for three years, and he had not untied his clothes and slept for 70 days, regardless of midsummer, severe winter and climate change. After his mother died, he built a house next to the tomb to stay and watch. He kept quiet and obeyed the etiquette.

A rabbit jumped very tamely beside his house, and there were woody branches. People from far and near felt strange, and many people came to watch. He lived with his uncle, uncle and brother, and there was no separation for three generations. People in the village praised him for his good conduct.

It can be seen that the name of the great Confucian is the real return. No discount at all.

"Is this really fate? It's also a great joy to meet my father-in-law. In this way, it will be easier to convince him by virtue of my own identity. Jixia school palace is more than half sure that it can completely control it."

Yi Tianxing took a deep breath, and a trace of joy appeared in the corners of his eyes.

It was a surprise.