Chapter 284
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In Jiaming Hall of Baidi palace, there are more than 3000 table seats in the wide hall for banquet.
Fuyao the great emperor entertained the whole Confucian school, and the bells, drums, zither and zither were in harmony.
He advocated thrifty, and the whole scene was very solemn and orderly.
It was not until the young master of Daxia and the leader of the Confucian school moved to the imperial garden to continue their discussion, and more than 3000 disciples just opened up a little bit. However, they only communicated with each other in a low voice, raised their glasses and drank them down in one gulp.
The friendship between a gentleman and a son is as light as water. Maybe after tonight, 3000 Confucian scholars went to China and saw his classmates again. I don't know when.
We should drink together.
White Emperor Palace garden, under the dark sky wood.
The old and the young are sitting opposite each other. They are the monarch and the minister, and they are also the brothers.
On the table opposite the two, there is a delicate red stove on the small fire. The wine is slightly boiling and the aroma is fragrant. Yes, it's wine, not tea. Zhao Yuping likes tea or not, but it doesn't mean he can't drink. Since his official adulthood, the prohibition has been invalid for him, so he just doesn't like it rather than can't, but today, he is floating A big white impulse.
Green ant new fermented grains wine, red mud small wine stove.
Zhao Yu raised his right hand, made a gesture of invitation, and asked lightly:
"elder martial brother, it's snowy in the evening. Can I have a drink
Dongguo Lezheng, an old man with white hair and beard, lifted up the red clay stove and filled the two wine glasses in front of him. Then he responded in a voice full of energy:
"one cup is enough, a thousand cups are not enough."
After they finished speaking, they raised their glasses in a crisscross way, and then drank them up. Zhao Yu only felt a burst of hot heat boiling up from his heart. He couldn't help narrowing his eyes. His handsome and dignified face was also a little red.
The old man continued to raise his hand to fill his glass in front of him and continued to say:
"Your Majesty, from tomorrow on, there will be no Confucian school in the summer. Some are just the Daxia Academy."
"Elder martial brother, will you and the whole Confucian school blame me for breaking you up and scattering them into the vast thirty-six States, even without even retaining the name of the clan?"
When Zhao Yuping's voice dropped, the old man shook his head, put down his glass, and said:
"Your Majesty, don't think so. Fifteen years ago, the teacher moved the whole Confucian school to Chunhua fortress, which made its influence in the summer lower and lower. Maybe it is for today's sake that there is no class and no class. It is the teacher's wish all the time, and it is also our wish We all see hope in his highness and are willing to be driven by his highness. As for the so-called Confucian school, it is just a name. "
"This is my first step."
Zhao Yujiang's body was slightly straight, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his emperor's power was released with confidence. He continued to say:
"the life span of the human race is limited. Except for the saints who have been in the nine fold heaven for thousands of years, the rest of the people, whether they are great masters or ordinary people, have only a hundred years' life span There are four stages, and what the Daxia school is responsible for is the education of children. I want all the children in the whole summer to understand what is Tao. "
Speaking of this, the young emperor once again raised his glass and drank it out in one gulp. His steady voice unconsciously brought the hegemony of the world's Communist Party.
"Whether they can absorb the vitality of heaven and earth and become practitioners is their own creation. I am the master of the great Xia Dynasty. It is my duty to provide channels for the people to understand Tao and learn knowledge and etiquette since childhood. Although I know that the great Xia is too big, there are too many people in 36 prefectures, and 3000 scholars from different regions are far from enough. However, a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step and a star Fire, can start a prairie fire, let this fire of hope, from today on
Dongguo Lezheng, an old man in black, stood up and saluted Zhao Yu respectfully. He said, "Your Majesty, you are a great talent. You are lucky for your family. The summer will be prosperous."
"Elder martial brother, today we drink, do not salute, otherwise we will not be happy."
"The old man will talk about being a teenager today, and be bold
"Come on, do it."
After three rounds of drinking, all the old and the young looked a little drunk. This green ant was very strong after drinking. Moreover, for Zhao Yu, who had just tasted the wine, he was not very drunk. Even his head was a little confused.
In fact, with the monk's own control of his body and the power of heaven and earth's vitality, most of the wine can be directly evaporated out of the body, unless it is a special wine brewed by genius treasure such as xuantianmu wine.
Although the green ant wine is strong, it is like countless ants climbing in the stomach, but it still belongs to the category of ordinary wine. However, the two brothers let it get drunk. In fact, for most good wine people, this is what they want.
The dream of thousands of autumn, the dream of clouds.
Between a drunk and a wake up, is a life."Elder martial brother, I met the second elder martial brother a few days ago among the ordinary soldiers of endless mountain, but he lost half of his teeth and lost most of his accomplishments."
Although Zhao Yu was drunk for the first time, his voice was still steady. When he heard the three words of the second elder martial brother, the old man in black Confucian robe stopped drinking. His eyes were complicated, and then he responded:
"he was punched, which sealed his cultivation and realm. But the most important thing is that he can't forgive himself. ”
"who hit that punch?"
Hearing Zhao Yu's question, Dongguo Lezheng, the old man's old face, was drunk and fell into silence. After a long time, he spoke softly and said a word.
"It was the master who knocked out half of the teeth of the second younger martial brother with one punch."
Zhao Yumeng raised his head with a look of shock on his face. In his impression, no matter what happened, the teacher, who was as calm as Kunlun Mountain, could be so angry.
"In those years, Yunyan's rebellion led to the danger of the whole endless mountain. Your father rushed to the Yulong pass of the endless mountain. At that time, your second elder martial brother was with him. However, as you know in the end, your father died of exhaustion and the Yulong pass was broken. However, your second elder martial brother finally came back alive and knelt down in front of the master who arrived later. The master waved his fist in anger, At this point, the second younger martial brother went to the endless mountain and never stepped into the Central Plains again. "
The old man's voice was filled with sobs, while Zhao Yu was also silent. In his mind, he unconsciously appeared a slightly thin figure. He was not tall and wore heavy armour of shield mountain army. He looked a little disobedient. He opened his mouth and exposed half of his missing teeth. He ran tirelessly outside the Yulong pass on the battlefield of fierce fighting, one by one The wounded Terran warrior is dragged away from the battlefield.
This is more than ten years.
He is by no means a man afraid of death.
Why did he return to the capital alone?
If he doesn't say it, it may always be a mystery.
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In Jiaming Hall of Baidi palace, there are more than 3000 table seats in the wide hall for banquet.
Fuyao the great emperor entertained the whole Confucian school, and the bells, drums, zither and zither were in harmony.
He advocated thrifty, and the whole scene was very solemn and orderly.
It was not until the young master of Daxia and the leader of the Confucian school moved to the imperial garden to continue their discussion, and more than 3000 disciples just opened up a little bit. However, they only communicated with each other in a low voice, raised their glasses and drank them down in one gulp.
The friendship between a gentleman and a son is as light as water. Maybe after tonight, 3000 Confucian scholars went to China and saw his classmates again. I don't know when.
We should drink together.
White Emperor Palace garden, under the dark sky wood.
The old and the young are sitting opposite each other. They are the monarch and the minister, and they are also the brothers.
On the table opposite the two, there is a delicate red stove on the small fire. The wine is slightly boiling and the aroma is fragrant. Yes, it's wine, not tea. Zhao Yuping likes tea or not, but it doesn't mean he can't drink. Since his official adulthood, the prohibition has been invalid for him, so he just doesn't like it rather than can't, but today, he is floating A big white impulse.
Green ant new fermented grains wine, red mud small wine stove.
Zhao Yu raised his right hand, made a gesture of invitation, and asked lightly:
"elder martial brother, it's snowy in the evening. Can I have a drink
Dongguo Lezheng, an old man with white hair and beard, lifted up the red clay stove and filled the two wine glasses in front of him. Then he responded in a voice full of energy:
"one cup is enough, a thousand cups are not enough."
After they finished speaking, they raised their glasses in a crisscross way, and then drank them up. Zhao Yu only felt a burst of hot heat boiling up from his heart. He couldn't help narrowing his eyes. His handsome and dignified face was also a little red.
The old man continued to raise his hand to fill his glass in front of him and continued to say:
"Your Majesty, from tomorrow on, there will be no Confucian school in the summer. Some are just the Daxia Academy."
"Elder martial brother, will you and the whole Confucian school blame me for breaking you up and scattering them into the vast thirty-six States, even without even retaining the name of the clan?"
When Zhao Yuping's voice dropped, the old man shook his head, put down his glass, and said:
"Your Majesty, don't think so. Fifteen years ago, the teacher moved the whole Confucian school to Chunhua fortress, which made its influence in the summer lower and lower. Maybe it is for today's sake that there is no class and no class. It is the teacher's wish all the time, and it is also our wish We all see hope in his highness and are willing to be driven by his highness. As for the so-called Confucian school, it is just a name. "
"This is my first step."
Zhao Yujiang's body was slightly straight, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his emperor's power was released with confidence. He continued to say:
"the life span of the human race is limited. Except for the saints who have been in the nine fold heaven for thousands of years, the rest of the people, whether they are great masters or ordinary people, have only a hundred years' life span There are four stages, and what the Daxia school is responsible for is the education of children. I want all the children in the whole summer to understand what is Tao. "
Speaking of this, the young emperor once again raised his glass and drank it out in one gulp. His steady voice unconsciously brought the hegemony of the world's Communist Party.
"Whether they can absorb the vitality of heaven and earth and become practitioners is their own creation. I am the master of the great Xia Dynasty. It is my duty to provide channels for the people to understand Tao and learn knowledge and etiquette since childhood. Although I know that the great Xia is too big, there are too many people in 36 prefectures, and 3000 scholars from different regions are far from enough. However, a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step and a star Fire, can start a prairie fire, let this fire of hope, from today on
Dongguo Lezheng, an old man in black, stood up and saluted Zhao Yu respectfully. He said, "Your Majesty, you are a great talent. You are lucky for your family. The summer will be prosperous."
"Elder martial brother, today we drink, do not salute, otherwise we will not be happy."
"The old man will talk about being a teenager today, and be bold
"Come on, do it."
After three rounds of drinking, all the old and the young looked a little drunk. This green ant was very strong after drinking. Moreover, for Zhao Yu, who had just tasted the wine, he was not very drunk. Even his head was a little confused.
In fact, with the monk's own control of his body and the power of heaven and earth's vitality, most of the wine can be directly evaporated out of the body, unless it is a special wine brewed by genius treasure such as xuantianmu wine.
Although the green ant wine is strong, it is like countless ants climbing in the stomach, but it still belongs to the category of ordinary wine. However, the two brothers let it get drunk. In fact, for most good wine people, this is what they want.
The dream of thousands of autumn, the dream of clouds.
Between a drunk and a wake up, is a life."Elder martial brother, I met the second elder martial brother a few days ago among the ordinary soldiers of endless mountain, but he lost half of his teeth and lost most of his accomplishments."
Although Zhao Yu was drunk for the first time, his voice was still steady. When he heard the three words of the second elder martial brother, the old man in black Confucian robe stopped drinking. His eyes were complicated, and then he responded:
"he was punched, which sealed his cultivation and realm. But the most important thing is that he can't forgive himself. ”
"who hit that punch?"
Hearing Zhao Yu's question, Dongguo Lezheng, the old man's old face, was drunk and fell into silence. After a long time, he spoke softly and said a word.
"It was the master who knocked out half of the teeth of the second younger martial brother with one punch."
Zhao Yumeng raised his head with a look of shock on his face. In his impression, no matter what happened, the teacher, who was as calm as Kunlun Mountain, could be so angry.
"In those years, Yunyan's rebellion led to the danger of the whole endless mountain. Your father rushed to the Yulong pass of the endless mountain. At that time, your second elder martial brother was with him. However, as you know in the end, your father died of exhaustion and the Yulong pass was broken. However, your second elder martial brother finally came back alive and knelt down in front of the master who arrived later. The master waved his fist in anger, At this point, the second younger martial brother went to the endless mountain and never stepped into the Central Plains again. "
The old man's voice was filled with sobs, while Zhao Yu was also silent. In his mind, he unconsciously appeared a slightly thin figure. He was not tall and wore heavy armour of shield mountain army. He looked a little disobedient. He opened his mouth and exposed half of his missing teeth. He ran tirelessly outside the Yulong pass on the battlefield of fierce fighting, one by one The wounded Terran warrior is dragged away from the battlefield.
This is more than ten years.
He is by no means a man afraid of death.
Why did he return to the capital alone?
If he doesn't say it, it may always be a mystery.
www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
In Jiaming Hall of Baidi palace, there are more than 3000 table seats in the wide hall for banquet. Fuyao the great emperor entertained the whole Confucian school, and the bells, drums, zither and zither were in harmony. He advocated thrifty, and the whole scene was very solemn and orderly. It was not until the young master of Daxia and the leader of the Confucian school moved to the imperial garden to continue their discussion, and more than 3000 disciples just opened up a little bit. However, they only communicated with each other in a low voice, raised their glasses and drank them down in one gulp. The friendship between a gentleman and a son is as light as water. Maybe after tonight, 3000 Confucian scholars went to China and saw his classmates again. I don't know when. We should drink together. White Emperor Palace garden, under the dark sky wood. The old and the young are sitting opposite each other. They are the monarch and the minister, and they are also the brothers. On the table opposite the two, there is a delicate red stove on the small fire. The wine is slightly boiling and the aroma is fragrant. Yes, it's wine, not tea. Zhao Yuping likes tea or not, but it doesn't mean he can't drink. Since his official adulthood, the prohibition has been invalid for him, so he just doesn't like it rather than can't, but today, he is floating A big white impulse. Green ant new fermented grains wine, red mud small wine stove. Zhao Yu raised his right hand, made a gesture of invitation, and asked lightly: "elder martial brother, it's snowy in the evening. Can I have a drink Dongguo Lezheng, an old man with white hair and beard, lifted up the red clay stove and filled the two wine glasses in front of him. Then he responded in a voice full of energy: "one cup is enough, a thousand cups are not enough." After they finished speaking, they raised their glasses in a crisscross way, and then drank them up. Zhao Yu only felt a burst of hot heat boiling up from his heart. He couldn't help narrowing his eyes. His handsome and dignified face was also a little red. The old man continued to raise his hand to fill his glass in front of him and continued to say: "Your Majesty, from tomorrow on, there will be no Confucian school in the summer. Some are just the Daxia Academy." "Elder martial brother, will you and the whole Confucian school blame me for breaking you up and scattering them into the vast thirty-six States, even without even retaining the name of the clan?" When Zhao Yuping's voice dropped, the old man shook his head, put down his glass, and said: "Your Majesty, don't think so. Fifteen years ago, the teacher moved the whole Confucian school to Chunhua fortress, which made its influence in the summer lower and lower. Maybe it is for today's sake that there is no class and no class. It is the teacher's wish all the time, and it is also our wish We all see hope in his highness and are willing to be driven by his highness. As for the so-called Confucian school, it is just a name. " "This is my first step." Zhao Yujiang's body was slightly straight, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his emperor's power was released with confidence. He continued to say: "the life span of the human race is limited. Except for the saints who have been in the nine fold heaven for thousands of years, the rest of the people, whether they are great masters or ordinary people, have only a hundred years' life span There are four stages, and what the Daxia school is responsible for is the education of children. I want all the children in the whole summer to understand what is Tao. " Speaking of this, the young emperor once again raised his glass and drank it out in one gulp. His steady voice unconsciously brought the hegemony of the world's Communist Party. "Whether they can absorb the vitality of heaven and earth and become practitioners is their own creation. I am the master of the great Xia Dynasty. It is my duty to provide channels for the people to understand Tao and learn knowledge and etiquette since childhood. Although I know that the great Xia is too big, there are too many people in 36 prefectures, and 3000 scholars from different regions are far from enough. However, a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step and a star Fire, can start a prairie fire, let this fire of hope, from today on Dongguo Lezheng, an old man in black, stood up and saluted Zhao Yu respectfully. He said, "Your Majesty, you are a great talent. You are lucky for your family. The summer will be prosperous." "Elder martial brother, today we drink, do not salute, otherwise we will not be happy." "The old man will talk about being a teenager today, and be bold "Come on, do it." After three rounds of drinking, all the old and the young looked a little drunk. This green ant was very strong after drinking. Moreover, for Zhao Yu, who had just tasted the wine, he was not very drunk. Even his head was a little confused. In fact, with the monk's own control of his body and the power of heaven and earth's vitality, most of the wine can be directly evaporated out of the body, unless it is a special wine brewed by genius treasure such as xuantianmu wine. Although the green ant wine is strong, it is like countless ants climbing in the stomach, but it still belongs to the category of ordinary wine. However, the two brothers let it get drunk. In fact, for most good wine people, this is what they want. The dream of thousands of autumn, the dream of clouds. Between a drunk and a wake up, is a life."Elder martial brother, I met the second elder martial brother a few days ago among the ordinary soldiers of endless mountain, but he lost half of his teeth and lost most of his accomplishments." Although Zhao Yu was drunk for the first time, his voice was still steady. When he heard the three words of the second elder martial brother, the old man in black Confucian robe stopped drinking. His eyes were complicated, and then he responded: "he was punched, which sealed his cultivation and realm. But the most important thing is that he can't forgive himself. "who hit that punch?" Hearing Zhao Yu's question, Dongguo Lezheng, the old man's old face, was drunk and fell into silence. After a long time, he spoke softly and said a word. "It was the master who knocked out half of the teeth of the second younger martial brother with one punch." Zhao Yumeng raised his head with a look of shock on his face. In his impression, no matter what happened, the teacher, who was as calm as Kunlun Mountain, could be so angry. "In those years, Yunyan's rebellion led to the danger of the whole endless mountain. Your father rushed to the Yulong pass of the endless mountain. At that time, your second elder martial brother was with him. However, as you know in the end, your father died of exhaustion and the Yulong pass was broken. However, your second elder martial brother finally came back alive and knelt down in front of the master who arrived later. The master waved his fist in anger, At this point, the second younger martial brother went to the endless mountain and never stepped into the Central Plains again. " The old man's voice was filled with sobs, while Zhao Yu was also silent. In his mind, he unconsciously appeared a slightly thin figure. He was not tall and wore heavy armour of shield mountain army. He looked a little disobedient. He opened his mouth and exposed half of his missing teeth. He ran tirelessly outside the Yulong pass on the battlefield of fierce fighting, one by one The wounded Terran warrior is dragged away from the battlefield. This is more than ten years. He is by no means a man afraid of death. Why did he return to the capital alone? If he doesn't say it, it may always be a mystery. www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
