Awaken Chapter 36

After climbing out of the Wenchi.

The handsome man then appeared in front of Xu Qingnian.

Looking at the handsome man’s face, Xu Qingnian was a little jealous.

“Congratulations, brother Qingnian, for adding another superb poem, it is a pity that I have lost my memory, so perhaps I could write a few essays, lest there be a lack of follow-up.”

The handsome man came up to say goodbye.

And Xu Qingnian was incomparably respectful.

“Senior has spoken highly of you, to have this heart, Qingnian is inexplicably touched.”

Xu Qingnian politely said.

At the same time, he continued to speak.

“Senior, I have left Ping’an County and am now in South Yu Province, and I intend to visit the Park House Academy some time later, so perhaps I can find out senior’s origins.”

“It’s just whether senior remembers some information that will also facilitate junior’s search.”

Xu Qingnian opened his mouth, he planned to go to the Park Lodge Academy as soon as the day dawned, and look at the books to go.

By the way, he would look up some information and see if it could help him recover his memory.

“Good, I’ll trouble brother Qingnian.”

“But for memories, I still haven’t recovered too much, but it’s related to the Great Sage, I can be sure of that, I don’t know the rest.”

The handsome man replied.

He had lost his memory and had never recovered it, the only thing he knew was this little bit.

“Understood, senior should not be anxious, after junior has gone through it in detail, I will definitely inform as soon as possible.”

Xu Qingnian made a salute to inform after confirming these few words.

“Thank you for your trouble.”

The handsome man was somewhat grateful.

Xu Qingnian didn’t say anything more and left the middle of the Wen Palace.

Inside the guest room.

After Xu Qingnian opened her eyes.

His body could not help but feel a sense of unrest, especially his brain, which was incomparably empty and clear, and his body’s Hao Rang Qi surging and moving, both suppressing the demonic nature and nourishing his body.

“Ninth grade enlightenment, eighth grade body cultivation.”

In the Confucian lineage, the tenth grade is to nourish the qi, to embrace the Hao Yang Qi.

The ninth grade opens the orifices of wisdom, so that one can never forget and think intelligently.

The eighth grade is to cultivate the body. After all, this lineage does not have any substantial attacking ability, and cannot do what martial artists usually do, destroy the sky and the earth, but can cultivate the body and breath.

And this body cultivation is not just about cultivating the body, but the temper.

After all, a Confucian who gets angry at the slightest movement, who feels bad when others say something, who is jealous when he sees others doing well, can he be called a Confucian?

Cultivating the body and opening the mind, this is the realm of the eighth grade.

If one steps into the eighth grade, it is another realm, not to be impatient, to be good as water, thus conforming to the natural laws of heaven and earth.

And whether it is the Martial Dao, the Immortal Dao, the Demonic Dao, or the Confucian Dao, the early stages are all relatively average, not the kind of terrifying ascension.

Although there is the saying that there is one rank and one heaven, this is a comparison with each other.

But since the seventh grade, it was different, each grade was a radical change.

This basic information was still known to Xu Qingnian.

He swept a glance at the sky.

It was slightly light and it was already cinnabar time.

Xu Qingnian practised as she always did.

An hour later, after Xu Qingnian’s body was steaming with heat and he had used his Hao Ran Zheng Qi to suppress the dry, hot Golden Crow power, he got up and left.

He had to go to the Park House Academy to have a look.

When he pushed open the door to his room and arrived downstairs, he saw his senior brother Chen Xinghe, and Wang Ru.

However, Chen Xinghe was somewhat disoriented in general, his eyes listless as he walked towards the stairs.

“Senior brother has met senior brother.”

Xu Qingnian made a salute.

However, Chen Xinghe lost his soul and walked straight past, frozen without answering.

This made Xu Qingnian somewhat puzzled.

He turned his gaze to Wang Ru.

The latter was also filled with embarra*sment, pulling Xu Qingnian down and saying.

“Magnanimous Brother Qingnian, you should not disturb your senior brother for the next few days, give him some time to slow down.”

Wang Ru spoke out, his face full of embarra*sment.

“What’s going on? What’s wrong with him?”

Xu Qingnian frowned curiously.

“It’s not much, it’s just that after I sent you back yesterday, I happened to meet Brother Chen, and your senior brother, I think, happened to have composed a song, so I dragged him to the banquet.”

“I thought, you are from the same discipline, Qingnian Xiandi’s song Full River Red, stunning the audience, Brother Chen should not be far behind, the result unexpectedly is …….”

When Wang Ru said this, he stopped talking.

And Xu Qingnian probably understood the cause and effect.

Ah …… This.

It was not that Xu Qingnian despised Chen Xinghe, but that Full River Red was a thousand-year-old famous song written by General Yue Fei in a previous life and created in conjunction with the background era.

The fact that it was revered by later generations was proof enough of how good the lyrics were.

Chen Xinghe is not bad, but when compared to General Yue Fei, he is really …… The first time I saw him, he was a great writer.

I can imagine the scene.

It should be a large social death scene.

Who would be able to stand it if they were proud to show their work and then get hit in the face?

Especially when you’ve only been at the school for less than a month.

What a shock.

Cough, cough.

Xu Qingnian coughed lightly, a little embarra*sed, while Wang Ru spoke.

“Where is Xiandi Qingnian planning to go?”

He asked.

“To the Park House Academy, to read a book.”

Xu Qingnian replied directly.

“To read a book? If you don’t mind, my brother will lead the way, after all, you have just arrived in South Yu Province and the road is unclear.”

Wang Ru hastily opened his mouth and took Xu Qingnian to the Park House Study Hall.

“Thank you for your trouble.”

“Don’t bother, don’t bother, Qingnian Xiandi.”

Wang Ru had no complaints at all, he couldn’t wait to follow Xu Qingnian around all the time, it was also a bonus to dabble in his talent.

After the two men left.

At this moment, a figure was also pa*sing through the streets and alleys of South Yufu.

In a restaurant.

A Confucian student was holding a piece of white paper and slowly wrote “Full of River Red” in front of dozens of people.

When the writing was finished, he drew a gasp of surprise.

“Great words! What great words!”

“They will be famous for a thousand years.”

“What a great line, thirty years of work and fame, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon, good, good, good.”

“Don’t wait for your youth to turn white, good.”

Cheers burst out, drawing the attention of a few people in the tavern.

“Gentlemen, this poem is written by Xu Qingnian, Xu Shouren, you don’t know how extraordinary this Shouren brother is, the word was written, his talent entered his body and he was promoted to the ninth rank, he is only twenty years old now, he has just studied for a full month, he has the qualifications of a great Confucian.”

The Confucian student who had written Man Jiang Hong said with a red face, he had not slept all night, and when the banquet was over, he called his friends to share the events of the banquet at the first opportunity.

These words were spoken, and the crowd was even more shocked.

And the same thing kept happening.

A mansion.

A scholar knocked frantically on the door, looking extraordinarily excited.

It was not yet dawn.

The mansion opened and the scholar rushed straight in and came outside the bedroom, causing the old man in the bedroom to get up.

“Xianping, what are you doing? Why are you running here before dawn?”

The old man was a bit angry, what could he not wait until dawn?

You are disturbing people’s rest so early in the morning, don’t you want to sleep?

“Sir, sir, look, look.”

The latter did not cower, but handed the transcribed white paper, in front of the old man, who had long been enlightened and was extremely prestigious in the South Yufu.

He composed himself and turned his gaze to the white paper.

After a few moments.

The old man’s cloudy gaze revealed a look of astonishment.

The next moment it was endowed as if he regarded a treasure.

“The shame of Jingcheng is yet to be snowed, when will the hatred of my subjects be extinguished.”

“Drive the long chariot and step through the lack of Lian Yun Mountain.”

“Good, good, good, good, good line Jingcheng shame, still not yet snowed, good, really good, excellent words, excellent words.”

“No, a thousand famous words, this is a thousand famous words, did you write this?”

“No, it’s impossible, if you could have written such famous words, you would have entered the cla*s long ago.”

“Who, who is it?”

The old man asked as he grabbed his student by the collar of his coat, from his previous drowsy and confused state to his current refreshed, even with his gaze intact.

“Sir, this was made by a man called Xu Qingnian at Lord Li Xin’s banquet yesterday.”

“He has already entered his body with talent and advanced to the ninth rank, and is no more than twenty years old.”

The latter was a little taken aback, but still answered truthfully.

“Not more than twenty years old? Ninth grade? Hiss!”

“Let’s go, let’s go find Master Chen, I’ll change my clothes, no, not anymore, let’s go, let’s go, come with me.”

The old man was so excited that he wanted to change his clothes, but then he turned around and thought, what’s the point of changing, hurry up and go.

“What’s the point of looking for Fu Zi Chen?”

The latter was a bit confused, he was just coming over to report back and admire the work together, why did he go to see Master Chen?

“I’m looking for Master Chen to dig up someone, so much nonsense, hurry up.”

The old man roared angrily, and left quickly.

Another large mansion was in the courtyard.

A Confucian student ran furiously all the way, holding in his hand the white paper on which he had transcribed the Man Jiang Hong, and in a careless manner, he fell midway, but fortunately he did not dirty the poem.

After getting up, he rushed straight home.

“Father.”

“Father.”

“Don’t sleep, don’t sleep, come and see.”

The Confucian returned home, rushed all the way into his father’s bedroom and didn’t hesitate to bang open the door.

The two men on the bed jumped up in fright.

“What are you doing?”

“What are you doing?”

“What a disgrace.”

The middle-aged man roared, his heart beating so wildly that he felt like he was going to lose it.

“Father, look, look.”

The latter didn’t know how to go about the narrative and handed the poem directly to his father.

“Look, look, what are you looking at? What’s there to see?”

“What kind of crap can you write?”

“What kind of crappy words are you letting me read too? It’s simply ……”

The middle-aged man was furious, how dare he wake himself up just to let himself read a lyric?

He was about to thunderously rage, but when his eyes landed on the poem, his whole body froze.

“The rage is raging, the dazzling rain is resting on the appartment.”

“Raise your eyes, look up to the sky and whistle.”

“Thirty feats of dust and fame, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon.”

“Don’t wait for the day to come, when you’ve turned white, you’ll be sad.”

The words were not many, just a hundred.

But they made his body tremble, as if he had been given a treasure.

“Absolute words, absolute words, when the world is the absolute words.”

“My son, did you write this? Did you write this?”

The middle-aged man got excited, scaring his wife on the side a little confused.

“Father, my son attended Prince Li Xin’s feast yesterday, this was written by Xu Qingnian during the feast, his senior brother is Chen Xinghe, but his senior brother is just average, this Qingnian brother wrote the lyrics and even attracted talent into his body, promoting him to the ninth rank.”

“Father, this brother Xu is only twenty years old, and now that the four great academies of the court are all together, this person must have great talent.

He said in a loud voice, and the latter’s gaze had a look.

The next moment, he jumped straight off the bed, grabbed his clothes and quickly put them on.

“Let’s go, follow Father to see Master Liu, if this lyric is really written by this person, it is a great talent of the world, quick, let’s go.”

As he spoke, he was already dressed, pulling his son with him and running for the door, leaving behind a dumbfounded wife.

Nan Yu Mansion.

The government ruler’s residence.

Again, something similar happened.