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As the bell of the Fuxue Tower rang, Li Junde cheered loudly and threw away the textbook: "The get out of class is finally over!"

The class hours of Lingfeng Academy are two classes. There are two classes in the morning. The first class in the morning starts from Chen hour, and the class is over at seven o'clock. After a quarter of rest, the second class at Si hour is approaching. When it is approaching noon, you are ready to go home for lunch. The two classes in the afternoon start from Wu hour and end at You hour.

Han Feng had just taught historical documents for most of the day, picking and talking about the historical changes of the 12 dynasties in Zhongzhou, and Li Junde was drowsy.

Han Feng hadn't left yet. When he heard Li Junde cheering, he picked up the teaching stick and whipped hard: "There is another ceremony music for me in the afternoon, and you guys will wait then!"

Li Junde's secret technique "Tianqing Chaoti" is an internal mental method with strong defense. He was whipped and still was unharmed. He stuck out his tongue: "Brother, why bother? Doesn't your hands hurt when you hit me?" He chased him and helped Han Feng hold the textbook, flattering his beards all the way, trying to restore his image.

You can still hear the conversation between the two: "Your kid's grades are getting worse and worse these two days. Look at Yan Bao from Class B. Their last month's grades were similar to yours, but this month they have already caught up and become the top three in Class B. If you don't work hard, look back at how I will mess with you."

Sure enough, for a teacher, grades are one of the most important aspects.

Xun Yi looked at Li Junde playing tricks and rubbed his forehead. He listened to a long class of mental strength. He had a bad heart and needed to be careful to avoid long-term hard work.

"The next class seems to be a martial arts class, and I can take a break." Xun Yi closed his eyes and rested, lay on the table for a nap.

Academic learning is not just about reading and writing. According to the standard courses of the Great Zhou, it is divided into literature, martial arts, rituals, and numbers.

The literary class includes poetry, songs, and traditions, learning history and reading.

The martial arts class is to strengthen the body, including pulling bows and archery, riding a horse in swordsmanship, and giving students a good physique. Emperor Gaozu once said to people in private: "I often hear that ancient wise scholars could use their writing to govern the country, and martial arts could use swords to lead troops. This is a true doctor. Now scholars have no power to tie chickens, so how can they kill people if they can't kill chickens? Use civil officials to control military generals, and the country's generals will perish!"

The Great Zhou despised weak scholars who only knew how to talk about military affairs on paper. One of the most basic requirements for becoming an official in the court was that they must be qualified to ride horses. Not to mention those with high-end swordsmanship and martial arts, only riding horses is the most basic requirement. If you can't ride horses, even civil officials will not be qualified to go to the army to supervise the military. Could it be that a large group of soldiers will carry a sedan chair for you?

Not to mention men, even women will practice some self-defense techniques. Even at the beginning of the founding of this dynasty, a female general followed Emperor Gaozu to conquer the world and was finally named Marquis Ying.

The ritual class learns the etiquette rules that the ancestors of this dynasty collaborated with many great scholars and scholars to re-customize. They are based on virtue and govern the country according to law, including various musical instruments.

The final mathematics lesson is to learn overall calculation, including carpentry and construction.

For four lessons a day, you must learn all four courses, but the content is determined by the teacher's arrangement.

Li Junde returned to Class A school and saw Xun Yi closing his eyes to rest and shrugging: "I envy the boss, I don't need to take martial arts classes today."

Zhang Yuqi closed the door and changed her clothes: "It is said that today's martial arts class practices. Not to mention our class, even if you include the students in Class B, you are not the boss's swordsmanship rival."

After changing into a samurai outfit, Li Junde also churned his clothes from the cabinet in the corner.

Just looking for clothes, I suddenly screamed: "I've been killed. I took the swordsman uniform back to clean it last time, and I forgot to bring it back."

Bang—

A key hit the forehead on the top of his head.

Turning his head, Xun Yi squinted his eyes, lay lazily on the desk like a cat, and the sunlight by the window slowly spread: "Why are you not changing clothes in the locker room? Is the locker room on the other side of the martial arts field used for decoration?"

"How troublesome is changing clothes over there? And Class B happens to be today's martial arts class. Do you think Liu Zhenying will give us Class A the chance to change the clothes room? What should I do if there is a quarrel?" He reached out and touched his forehead. Li Junde saw Xun Yi's key and was overjoyed: "Boss, thank you!"

Open Xun Yi's cabinet and take out the swordsman uniform. The figures of the two seemed to be temporary.

"Wash it back and return it to me." Xun Yi replied, closing his eyes to sleep.

After Li Junde changed his clothes, the others had already changed out, and he and Xun Yi were the only ones in the university.

Others don’t know what Xun Yi has to do with his heart, but Li Junde, who is a child, doesn’t know about it?

He walked over to Xun Yi, covered him with clothes, and closed the door casually. He happened to see Liu Zhenying and the people from Class B also changed their clothes and went to the martial arts field.

Liu Zhenying made a gesture far and wide: "Today, Class A and B compete in swords. The lost class invites the winning class to eat."

"I'll go! You're sure the boss is not here!" Li Junde rolled his eyes: "Who is comparing with you? If you have the ability to go find the boss to compete in swords."

Looking at Class A School, Liu Zhenying disagreed: "I'm not stupid, why are you so stupid to find abuse with him?"

"Just compete, what are you afraid of!" Zhang Yuqi, who was waiting at the door, pressed Li Junde's shoulder: "It just so happened that Yan Bao from Class B was not here, twenty-four, twenty-four, take turns to play singles, and the loser treats the guests."

"Hey, hey." Li Junde knew something was wrong and quickly pulled Zhang Yuqi to his companions: "You are crazy? Liu Zhenying's swordsmanship has been with the old college since he was a child. Who can fight these people?"

"You!" Everyone in Class A said in unison and pointed at Li Junde: "After you and the boss have been together for so long, no matter how bad your swordsmanship is, you are better than us."

"Besides, Tian Ji is racing horses, the upper and lower fours. You are just right to deal with Liu Zhenying."

Everyone nodded: "Yes, yes, your family's "Tianqing Qi" has a very high defense. Even if you can't beat him, you won't be injured, right? Do you have the heart to see that our fellow disciples are injured?"

Gu Yang, Zhang Yuqi and others have been colluding with their companions for a long time. If they die, I will not die. Anyway, no one can beat Liu Zhenying. It would be better to send someone to die. They can win a few other games.

Seeing his companions' expressions of "going all the way", Li Junde was anxious: "Where are you sympathetic! Are you pushing me out now?"

At this time, the martial arts lecturer had already left the scene. Liu Zhenying went up and said a few words. The lecturer was happy to be relaxed: "Okay, fight freely. As for this swordsmanship, we still have to start with actual combat."

The lecturer glanced at forty-eight people, and felt relieved after not seeing Xun Yi. The Xun Yi family was too powerful, and even his swordsman could not stop ten moves.

"Luckily I didn't come, otherwise he would have to teach me how to be a human being again."

At this time, Xun Yi, who was remembered by everyone, was still sleeping in a naive manner. He just rolled out a brush from his robe.

The brush transformed into a blue jacket the size of a thumb and looked for something in the school. "I felt that there was a fluctuation of divine power here? It seemed to be the divine power of the divine god?"

On twenty-five tables, Xun Yi lay in the sun by the window. Bai Fu searched around, and on a desk diagonally diagonally, Bai Fu found a wolf-haired pen with a red pen.

"Sure enough, there is a fluctuation of divine power on this brush. Could it be the magic pen blessed by Emperor Wenqu?" Bai Fu touched it gently, and a divine talisman appeared on the pen holder, and a strange and mysterious red light flashed in a flash.

"What is this?" When Bai Fu checked, Xun Yi opened his eyes and walked over.

"I don't know." Bai Fu said: "But the divine power on the brush does not seem to be produced by the righteous god, nor is it belonged to the Three Emperors who are in charge of Wenyun."

Xun Yi held the brush and felt a clear mind, his mind was clear, and his mind was clear, and gorgeous articles appeared.

"Aren't you the Three Emperors of Wenqu? Why do I suddenly feel like I have divine help?" I took a piece of paper and waved it to an article. "I see that the magic pen given by Chinese music is just like this!"

Xun Yi was quite satisfied with his article. However, as the article was finished, a thread of Xun Yi's essence and spirit was absorbed by the brush.

"Young Master, be careful and inspire the City God Seal." Bai Fu quickly slapped Xun Yi's left hand and his divine power burst out and rolled back his spirit again.

Xun Yi was not sure, so he felt a moment of indifference and seemed to have almost lost something.

"Young Master, there is something wrong with this pen." Bai Fu looked solemn: "It's easy to borrow a pen to capture the soul! This is the evil god's method. Please check it carefully to see if there are other pens in the academy. The villain feels something is wrong."

"..." Xun Yi scratched his head: "It's not good to just spill someone else's things?"

However, under Bai Fu's supervision, Xun Yi symbolically wandered around the school and saw three such pens in their Class A alone.

"There are problems, there are problems! These pens are mixed with the power of evil gods, which is harmful to the body." Bai Fu shouted: "Young Master, go to the opposite Class B to take a look."

Xun Yi put away his wolf's pen and went to Class B.

Class B and Class A fought swords, and the classroom was empty, and there was only a lock hanging at the door.

Xun Yi went over and reached out and gently touched the wooden window next to him. Yu Mu's talented power directly opened the window and drilled into it through the window.

As a result, five more brushes with mysterious magic talismans were found.

"I remember that I would also distribute brushes at Wenqu Temple, saying that they were consecrated and prayed for blessings." After repairing the damaged wooden window, Xun Yi lowered his head and muttered to Bai Fu: "Is there any difference between these brushes?"

"There is a big difference. The prayer treasures of the three emperors Wenqu, Wenchang and Wende have their own mystery and will not cause harm to the human body. However, a literary spirit is accumulated in the brush made by this evil god, which can make people's literary talent greatly improve in a short period of time. However, at the cost, whenever the literary spirit is consumed, it will secretly absorb the master's energy and spirit until the spiritual spirit fills the brush."

Bai Fu turned around with his hands behind his back: "I'm afraid this evil god pen will ask the person who bought the brush to come and pray again on the grounds that the effect is limited, and take the opportunity to take away the energy and spirit in the brush until the entire soul is finally seized."

"On the third day of June, there was an Enkot Test." Suddenly, Xun Yi spoke up.

Bai Fu suddenly realized and slapped his hands: "It's for this!"

A scholar, a juren, a Jinshi. A scholar is a provincial examination every three years and can be promoted to a juren. The last autumn examination was the year before, and he should have waited until next year. However, it is said that to celebrate the Queen's birthday, the current emperor deliberately conducted a special examination on the third day of June this year.

Xun Yi was busy with family affairs because his grandfather had just left two years ago, so he didn't participate in the autumn examination last time. According to the academy teachers, he was determined to make him prepare well and participate in this Enke on the third day of June.

"I'm sorry, if I can't find that person before the special exam. According to the trend, the scholars will then successfully obtain this kind of brush for the exam, so that this kind of brush will spread..."

"Will the entire Longchuan students suffer the murder?" Xun Yi recalled, but what does this have to do with him?

"The evil god is the crime of inspection in the City God's Palace," Bai Fu quickly said to Xun Yi: "The young master is acting as the City God, and he may also be implicated. We must find out the person who spreads this kind of brush behind him!"

"Find it out, where to look for it?" Xun Yi couldn't think of a solution, so he could only take Bai Fu to walk around the academy and sense the brush with the same divine power fluctuations.

"To the south, go west." Bai Fu used his magic power to induce Xun Yi to mark the direction of brushes in the academy.

There are at least eighteen evil god pens in the twelve schools of Lingfeng Academy alone.

Immediately afterwards, Bai Fu directed Xun Yi to a wall: "You can feel that more evil god pens are opposite."

"It's a female student over there!" Xun Yi jumped out immediately: "Run to the West Courtyard Girls' School, you want to kill me!" Xun Yi refused to look for the female student at this time. It is said that the old lady who guarded the gate of the female student was so skillful, and there was no problem in fighting the entire school.

"Let's wait for get out of class, let's talk about it after class. I'll go find someone during lunch break." Xun Yi turned around and left, not daring to meet the old lady at all.

"After class? If the get out of class is over, how can we investigate the evil god pen?" Bai Fu was annoyed: "Young Master, please startle the snake. If someone runs away, turn around and sell this evil god pen to the candidates. As long as there is an example of someone seriously ill and dying. Alarm the gods, our position of the City God... "
Chapter completed!