Unworthy

Seeing this and hearing what Wei Yi said, Old Man Yehe couldn't help but smile:

"Fellow Taoist is well-informed. This is indeed the magical power of our Confucian sect."

"It's just that I have been immersed in it for decades and wasted many years without achieving anything. I am really stupid and talented~"

While he was talking like this, Old Man Yehe was still looking at a group of swimming fish in the Tan.

I only saw a golden arowana suddenly appearing among the fish that were originally all blue and black.

The two long whiskers are like dragon whiskers, and the shining golden scales are very majestic. Although it does not have the shape of a dragon, it has the power of a dragon.

And behind him, there are several black fish that have become bigger.

It was these fish that had just fought for the pieces of lotus. Obviously, it was the power in the lotus that helped them achieve something.

Listening to the Versailles-like speech of the old master in front of him, Wei Yi couldn't help but shook his head:

"If stupidity can achieve success through this, there will be many people in the world who can't even achieve stupidity."

"What Pindao didn't expect is that there is actually a sub-sage remaining in the Imperial Academy. This is really surprising."

After finishing speaking, Wei Yi waved to the lotus flowers in the center of the small stone pool.

next moment.

I only saw flowers blooming and falling, and in an instant, only a few lotus pods were left swaying on the water, emerging from the mud but unstained.

White water droplets rippled on it, but they were still like pearls.

“Fellow Taoist, let’s have a taste~”

"This is the most exquisite variety collected by Pindao from the fishing state. It can also be regarded as a local tribute."

After saying this, Wei Yi opened a lotus pod and saw the lotus pods one by one like pearls.

Crystal clear and extremely fragrant.

Seeing this look and seeing that the lotus seeds in front of him were of such high quality, the old man Yehe couldn't help but said:

"It's actually a tribute from the palace?"

"Fellow Taoist, your life is really enviable. I have lived for so long, but I really haven't tasted many tributes."

"I eat and drink sparingly and sleep on my arms... I actually don't like this kind of life that much."

It's all the fault of those unfilial descendants.

I was in the Imperial College just to support myself in old age, but I didn’t know how to contribute all the good things.

Not only can't I enjoy it day by day, but I have to work in it and grow my own vegetables to eat. It's really unfilial.

He casually broke open a lotus pod and put it in his mouth to taste. The old man Yehe couldn't help but nodded:

"Yeah, it's indeed a good thing."

"I have never tasted such wild game."

As he spoke, he moved faster, looking like a top-notch gourmet.

There are only a dozen lotus pods.

It looks like a lot, but there isn't much in it.

After waiting for the freshness of the taste, Old Man Yehe explained leisurely:

"I actually want to travel around the world and experience the customs of this world, but there is no one else who can take action in this Imperial College."

"No one is guarding here. I'm afraid that the Confucianism, Taoism and literary fortune in this Imperial College will be neglected~"

"After all, nowadays, hundreds of schools of thought appear one after another. Who knows if there is such a guy with evil intentions?"

As he spoke, the old man Yehe couldn't help but look up at Wei Yi, and then said with a profound expression:

"After all, ten years ago when the Zongheng family entered Kyoto, the Emperor personally welcomed them into the palace and had a chat."

"If I don't sit here properly, we, the Confucian sect, may one day be suppressed without knowing it."

"Hmph... The Strategist has a history of doing this before!"

At the end of the sentence, Old Man Yehe couldn't help blowing his beard and staring, seeming to be very unhappy.

Judging from his appearance, he seemed to have suffered a loss at the hands of a political strategist.

Seeing the old man blowing his beard and staring, Wei Yi understood that this topic seemed to be impossible to continue.

Then he quickly changed the topic:

"By the way, I wonder if Mr. Qian, who is offering wine as a sacrifice among the Imperial Colleges nowadays, is in the Imperial College?"

"Pindao came here just to pay him a visit. After all, we had a lot of fate in Qingzhou before."

"After finally arriving in Kyoto, I naturally have to pay a visit to this old friend."

Although the relationship between this great scholar and him was not very good, at least he had given him a few words of advice.

So the two sides can be considered to be destined.

However, after the old master opposite heard this, his whole beard almost became angry:

"The Imperial College's sacrificial wine? Pay back the money, sir?"

"Isn't that just small money?"

Wei Yi's words seemed to have hit the key point, and the old master spoke eloquently.

And the more he talked, the more angry he became, as if he wished he could just stand up and go find him:

"This little guy is so majestic now. He has become the famous sacrificial wine of our Imperial College. He is so great now that he even dares to mix things up with the throne change."

"The one who studied under me was the most incompetent, huh!"

"How about if you don't study hard all day long and just like to do this and that? In the end, which of his senior brothers is not more accomplished than him?"

"That is to say, our Imperial Academy does not require a high level to hold wine ceremonies, so we elected him as the director with the lowest level of knowledge."

"It's useless. This is really frustrating."

"It's outrageous, it's so outrageous!"

The more he talked, the more angry he became, and the more he talked, the more angry he became. In the end, the old master could not help but stand up and walk back and forth in the small pavilion with his hands behind his back.

Looking at his appearance, he vividly resembles an old master who hates iron but cannot turn it into steel:

"Tell me what he thinks?"

"With his little ability, he dares to participate in the change of imperial power?"

"I don't have much ability, but I have a lot of ambition!"

The old master couldn't help but become angry with him.

And at this time, the old master asked Wei Yi, as if he wanted to find someone to comment:

"Fellow Taoist, you are an outsider. You have a say in this matter. Please tell me."

"What I told them when I was teaching them was to let them study hard. Can we interfere with the change of imperial power?"

"Even I don't dare to speak casually, for fear of causing the Emperor's displeasure."

"It's good that he dares to say anything, and he even dares to do things. Now he is going around to connect with important ministers from various states."

"Do you think he is giving me eye drops?"

"Originally, with the changes of the times, the Emperor had the idea of ​​​​changing the upper and lower structure of the imperial court."

"Okay now, this is just giving away the opportunity, this is just nonsense."

At the end of the sentence, the old master couldn't help but sigh, and he seemed to sit down a little weakly:

"How do you think I raised such an unfilial son?"

"The teacher is unfortunate, the teacher is unfortunate!"

"If the teacher knew about this, he wouldn't be able to bring trouble to me with his big ruler measuring one foot long."

"What an unfilial son!"

At first, Wei Yi didn't think it was a big deal, but after hearing this, his expression gradually changed.

What is a one-foot-long ruler?

Whose ruler is one foot long?

Besides, such a long thing is not a ruler, but a bolt of the city gate.

Who would hit someone with this thing?

But... the old master’s teacher is still alive?

Then he is so happy~

Thinking about this, the corners of Wei Yi's mouth couldn't help but twitch.
To be continued...