The sky is slightly white, and the rooster is crowing.
The three people who had stopped telling their stories before the time of burning incense had already washed up and packed away their things.
Just wait until you meet the saint and go directly to Jiangnan!
"Be careful along the way." Before leaving, Qin Keqing tidied up Li Xingyun's clothes, and then warned: "Don't go to that kind of fireworks place."
"How can there be..." Li Xingyun was full of injustice. This was all because Gu Qinghui repeatedly said in front of Qin Keqing that he would take him to Jiaofangsi for drinking, which left a bad impression in Qin Keqing's mind.
"Go ahead and come back soon."
"Um."
Li Xingyun turned around, stepped out of the courtyard door, and called to the girl in a red dress with a flame moire who was leaning on a musket: "Let's go."
"Um."
The two of them walked together towards the Holy Pavilion.
The crowing of cocks continued, and Li Xingyun arrived at the gate of the Holy Pavilion.
Before he could call out, the door to the holy pavilion opened directly.
"I'll wait for you outside." Li Hongying stopped knowingly, turned to Li Xingyun and said.
"Then I'm going in."
After finishing speaking, Li Xingyun directly set foot in this place that is enough to make many scholars feel in awe.
After setting foot in the Holy Pavilion, the door was automatically closed, and Li Xingyun looked at the scene inside.
The pavilion was very large, and the layout was somewhat similar to the Hakka earth buildings he had seen in his previous life. There were buildings one after another on the outside, but in the center there was a thick column that reached up to the top of the pavilion.
"Come up to the attic."
The saint's words echoed in the attic. Li Xingyun scanned around and found a staircase leading up to the attic on one side.
Dong Dong~~~
Not long after, Li Xingyun saw the Confucian saint standing in front of a window with his back to him in the spacious space at the top of the attic. The window was wide open, and he could overlook the scenery in the distance, taking in the entire city of Chang'an.
fundus.
This saint controlled the Holy Court of the Tang Dynasty, and was known to the world as: Yan Sage.
"Disciple Li Xingyun pays homage to the saint!" Li Xingyun saluted him.
Yan Sheng turned around and looked at the young man in front of him with a calm and calm look on his face.
He raised his hand slightly, and a sword sticker floated up from the desk on the side and was sent to Li Xingyun. He said: "This is the sword sticker of Hidden Sword Villa. From the moment you get it to the start of the Famous Sword Conference,
Before, those who coveted this sword post would not stop."
"I know." Li Xingyun reached out and took the sword post. After learning these things from Li Hongying, he was mentally prepared.
It would be false to say that he is not worried, but he has something to rely on now.
Li Hongying was accompanying him, and his greatest support was an essay on the state-level first poem and an essay on the seventh-level precious light that was passed down to the world.
"There is a Confucian holy page here, which records some methods of each system, which can be used in critical moments. Level three or below is enough to save your life."
The saint sent another medium-sized book and gave a brief introduction: "The advent of the War Poetry of the World has strengthened the strength of Confucianism. This is a special protection given to you by the Confucian saint after asking for the approval of the statue of the Confucian saint.
magic weapon."
Li Xingyun also took it. Level three and below are enough to save lives, which means that the methods recorded in this strange book are ineffective against those above level three. Or, they may not be able to defeat strong men below level three, so they can only save lives.
?
But thinking about it, if this thing is so powerful, wouldn't it mean that it has a great scholar by its side?
"Thank you, Confucian Sage!" Although saying thank you is very polite, this book will be of great help to him when he travels around the world. At least he can have some protection for his safety.
"There's another little thing. If your poems are published on literature, you can get some corresponding money next month. This can be regarded as Confucianism saving some worries for talented students from poor families."
A poor family... Li Xingyun's mouth twitched. Not counting the palace, but also his mother's status as a subjugated princess? If you think about it carefully, it's really a poor family!
"Okay, let's go." After Yan Sheng explained the two things, he continued to enjoy the scenery through the window.
Li Xingyun got the benefit and said goodbye in a relaxed mood: "Farewell, disciple."
...
Outside the Holy Pavilion, Li Hongying, who had been waiting for a while, could hardly bear his temper and did not go around looking for fun.
Her brain has a low tolerance for knowledge, but she has a deep memory for good stories. When she thinks of the story Li Xingyun told impassionedly last night, she is still recalling the excitement.
squeak~~~
The door opened, she heard the sound and walked forward, and saw Li Xingyun stepping out.
"how??"
"lets go!"
"Hmm." Li Hongying nodded and pulled out the White Dragon Chariot.
In the blink of an eye, the carriage became as big as a 1.8-meter bed and was pulled by a white horse.
"Get in the car quickly!" Li Hongying turned over and jumped onto the White Dragon Car. After saying hello to Li Xingyun, she bowed slightly and walked into the car.
"This Wenbao...doesn't someone need to watch the road?" Li Xingyun jumped into the car and asked curiously as he saw this kind of driving tool for the first time.
Li Hongying's sweet voice came from the car, boasting: "This car is a Hanlin-level cultural treasure. It doesn't need anyone to drive it, it will find its way forward."
"Automatic navigation plus driverless driving?" Li Xingyun thought of the driverless car in his previous life, but this car is much more advanced and can also fly!
"What autonomous navigation? Driverless driving?"
"nothing..."
Li Xingyun, who has been driving for ten years, was stunned that he could not drive this carriage. Last night, he wasted countless words in order to satisfy Li Hongying's unsatisfactory pleas.
Already tired, he decisively entered the car and went to sleep with Li Hongying.
"Li Xingyun, should we go directly to the West Lake in Jiangnan?"
In the car, the two of them were lying down together in clothes. Li Hongying didn't have any ideas, so she asked Li Xingyun, who always had strange things next to him.
"Jiangnan is three states away from Chang'an. With the speed of your white dragon chariot, it will take three days and three nights to travel day and night. Go to Jiangnan first. Jiangnan has outstanding people and rich products. Each prefecture and county has its own special place.
.Anyway, there are still more than twenty days until the Famous Sword Convention. If we go so early, others haven’t warmed up to the convention yet.”
If he thought about it carefully, he originally planned to waste more than half a month on the road, but it was suddenly reduced to the extreme.
Putting his hands behind his head, Li Xingyun made a suggestion: "Why don't you go to Yangzhou City, another famous city in the south of the Yangtze River?"
The reason why he chose Yangzhou in the south of the Yangtze River was mainly because of the thousands of years of poetry and culture in his previous life, which praised this city too much.
He thought that even if he didn't have an epiphany about any poems, he could at least gain some insights, right? What if he could open his mouth in the future?
"Okay! Then go to Yangzhou City! I have long heard that there are many delicious and fun places in Yangzhou City." Li Hongying agreed decisively.