After class on the second day, as the dismissal bell rang, the students in the bookstore did not leave with laughter as usual, but all turned their eyes to the door of the bookstore, with puzzled and slightly startled expressions on their faces.
At the door are Xie Chengyun, Zhong Dajun and several companions. They are students from Jiashe, and they came here today for some unknown reason.
It has been more than a month since the academy started, and the classmates have gradually become familiar with each other, and they have gradually become a collective. Although there has not been any dispute among them yet, there will always be some innate oppositional mentality, so I saw Xie Chengyun and Zhong Dajun at the door.
After a few people, the Bingshe students were curious but also a little wary.
Mr. Xie, who came from the Southern Jin Dynasty, has stopped climbing the stairs these days. He is in good health and his face is no longer so pale. He calmly faced the suspicious and wary eyes of all the students in Bingshe and walked forward slowly with his companions behind him.
, walked somewhere behind the bookstore, then took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it over very seriously and solemnly.
Ning Que kept looking at the door calmly. He originally thought that the other party's target might be Jin Wucai or a certain Chang'an noblewoman in the front row. There might be a romantic affair next, but he didn't expect that the other party would actually go straight to Shu.
He walked over from behind the house, and the target turned out to be himself.
After thinking for a while, he stood up, looked at the other party, smiled slightly, looked at the kraft paper letter between the other party's fingers, and asked: "Is this an invitation or...does Third Young Master Xie want to invite me to dinner?"
Xie Chengyun glanced at Zhong Dajun beside him, then looked at Ning Que seriously and said calmly: "It's not an invitation, but a letter of challenge. I want to have a gentleman's dispute with you in the college's mid-term exam in January to see what happens.
Who can come out on top? Since this is a dispute between gentlemen, I won’t take advantage of you. It’s limited to the fact that you got three of the top grades during the admission exam.”
During the academy entrance exam, Ning Que's overall score was not very eye-catching, but he got the top grade in the three subjects of Royal Archery, overwhelming the three high-profile young talents: Xie Chengyun, Zhong Dajun, Linchuan, and Wang Ying.
On the one hand, the so-called reluctance probably started from that moment. Coupled with the sensational competition where they met to climb the building later, Xie Chengyun, a talented man from the Southern Jin Dynasty who had been proud of his peers since childhood, had to admit that he was not willing to compete with this seemingly
Compared with ordinary border town soldiers, he seems to have been losing. And he came to the Tang Empire carrying the glory of his family and even the Southern Jin Dynasty. He could not allow himself to continue to lose, and his companions such as Zhong Dajun kept instigating him, so he
Decided to look for an opportunity to take back all the grace that once belonged to him.
The college midterm exam is naturally the best opportunity.
Ning Que was slightly startled. He didn't expect that this would be the case. For him, he had not been exposed to this kind of game of using test scores to fight against each other for many years. To be more precise, he had not been exposed to this kind of game since he was killed by his mother in the first grade of elementary school.
After being taught hard by adults with a mop, he always got perfect grades and never met a classmate who dared to challenge him in study.
More importantly, in this life, he was accustomed to the challenge of being on the edge of a knife, between life and death, and suddenly found that these young classmates were still at this level. He couldn't help but feel a little childish and funny. Thinking of this, he couldn't bear to
I couldn't help but laugh. I looked at Xie Chengyun and wanted to say something, but found that I couldn't explain it to someone from such a wealthy family.
The brief silence and gentle smile had different meanings in the eyes of different people. Zhong Dajun knew that Ning Que was not a timid person, so he sneered and said, "Are you scared?"
Discovering that the students in Jiashe had come to submit a letter of challenge, the students in Bingshe were stunned into silence for a while, and then turned into whispers. At this time, they heard Zhong Dajun’s ridicule, although the students in Bingshe were not satisfied with Xie Chengyun.
Zhong Dajun was wary of a famous person like him, and couldn't help but get angry. They shouted loudly: "Ning Que, take this letter!"
Situ Yi stood up and glanced at Ning Que, and was about to say something, but Ning Que shook his head to stop her from speaking. He naturally reached out to take the letter, looked at Xie Chengyun in front of him and asked: "
Although it’s not a sleeve-cutting duel, nor is it a palm-cutting duel to the death, I think since you insist on using this childish and cute method to regain your lost dignity, I’m sure you will make relevant bets about winning or losing.”
Then he added with a smile: "The bet can't be too high. If the loser wants to hug the big pillar and shout that I love the Queen, then I will give up in advance and admit defeat."
As soon as this statement came out, there was exaggerated laughter in the study room. Xie Chengyun also laughed and said: "Since it is a dispute between gentlemen, what we want is nothing more than academic excellence. The loser can just treat the other party to a meal when the time comes."
The bet is just a meal, as the saying goes, lift it high and fall gently. Behind Xie Chengyun, Zhong Dajun heard that he suddenly changed the bet he had originally thought of. His eyes couldn't help but show anger, but the students in Bingsheli
I felt that Xie Chengyun's suggestion was very graceful, and my impression of him became a little better.
Ning Que shook his head indifferently, looked at Xie Chengyun with a smile and said softly: "The battle between gentlemen... If I don't agree to your challenge, am I not a gentleman? Although I am indeed not a gentleman, and I have never thought about it.
You want to be a gentleman, but I think you can’t really be called a gentleman if you use words to force people into submission.”
Xie Chengyun changed color slightly and said nothing more.
The challenge of Xie Chengyun, a talented man from the Southern Jin Dynasty, caused a sensation among the students in the academy. The students in Bingshe did not rush home or go to get food, but stayed excitedly, discussed and analyzed the possible results, and were full of collectivism.
Di made suggestions for Ning Que, and Situ Yilan even came up with the idea of asking the military's sharpshooters to conduct special training for Ning Que. Ning Que himself seemed extremely calm and natural, he just smiled and apologized and left the study room.
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There is great fear between life and death, and other things are not so scary in comparison. If you act solemnly, it will be in vain to make people laugh. For Ning Que, who has experienced too many great fears between life and death, Xie Chengyun's serious challenge letter
, this is such a childish trick that makes people laugh.
Accepting this challenge letter was not because he wanted to relive his past and regain the glory of those days when he wrote all the books in the school, but because he did not have much energy to say something to these classmates who were still young and spirited. He now
All my attention is placed on the old one, on that clumsy mountain without holes.
Climbing the stairs again, he bowed respectfully to the east window and walked towards the west window. On the way, he stopped at the bookshelf and pulled out the thin book. After opening it, he found that there was no message from the mysterious man on the paper. He sighed with regret and put the book away.
Go back, then pull out the "Wu Yang Yang's Theory of Haoran Sword" from under the bookshelf on the third floor, and start to read the book cross-legged.
If there is a huge mountain that is difficult to climb in front of Ning Que, then what he is doing now is what Yu Gong once did. Even if he cannot climb the mountain, he must forcibly dig out a few ventilation holes in the middle.
tunnel.
Foolish Old Man moved the mountain without knowing how many pairs of straw sandals he trampled on and how many hoes he broke. He was a man of great perseverance. However, if he had no knowledge of modern engineering, he could dig countless tunnels across both sides of the mountain.
, I am afraid that in the end it will only turn into a loach, digging out a dregs of a project that keeps advancing and collapsing. Even if it is an indestructible body, digging for tens of millions of years will be in vain.
It is a very beautiful wish for man to conquer nature. On the spiritual level, it can often inspire mankind to move forward. However, in specific cases, not everything can be completed perfectly by perseverance alone.
Let’s talk about Mr. Foolish Old Man, whom Ning Que and many male protagonists idolized. When the world questioned him, he said that his descendants were endless, but the mountains were always there, so one day they would all be dug up.
This sentence is very refreshing and vigorous, and it is vaguely consistent with the true meaning of Master's question about cutting peach blossoms and drinking wine. It is called endless. However, Yu Gong does not know a cruel truth, that is: mountains sometimes grow taller.
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In the next few days, my pen and ink were like swords, piercing my heart.
The Haoran Sword Biyi, which was dismantled using the Eight Methods of Yong Zi, was like countless sharp sword lights, stabbing horizontally and vertically into Ning Que's body, poking countless invisible holes. However, those holes quickly collapsed, leaving no trace at all.
any channel.
In order to forcibly penetrate those blocked passages, Ning Que put in extremely arduous efforts, which caused serious mental and physical damage. He did not faint again, but as he meditated more and more, the number of times he forcibly mobilized his mind to break through the mountains became more and more frequent.
The more he went on, the paler his face became, his throat became increasingly dry, his ears began to buzz, and the pain in his chest and abdomen was enough to kill countless talented characters like Xie Chengyun.
The injured lung began to affect his breathing, and the coughs at night became louder and hoarse. As a result, Sangsang's sleep time became less and less, and finally one morning he vomited blood.
After he came out and was taken to the hospital, the doctor looked at the young man with the pitiful eyes of a tuberculosis patient, and then prescribed some nourishing medicine at will, and told him to take a good rest and never go to a brothel again. He took twenty taels of silver and left.
No more words.
After paying such a heavy price, the mountain in Ning Que's body, the clumsy mountain, and the snow-capped mountain are still there silently. It's really like watching him dig up the mountains and the mountains collapse, watching him move the mountains, but the mountains don't show contempt.
One night, Chen Pipi finally completed the task of learning the ancient Yin ritual ritual process assigned by his second senior brother, and came to the old house again under the starlight. When he opened the thin book, he saw the sonorous sentence left by Ning Que on it.
When he made a powerful and loud declaration, he was so shocked that he almost screamed out.
He trembled his fat lips, pointed at the words left by Ning Que, and cursed angrily in a low voice: "Are you really an idiot? In this world, except for the great magic of divine subjugation in the Xiling Temple, please ask Haotian Guanghui to replace it.
If a person is forced to open his orifice, who can change his destiny against the will of heaven! You actually want to open your orifice yourself! You are really arrogant and stupid to the extreme!"
Thinking of the long-lost Peach Mountain in Xiling, Chen Pipi became even more angry and shouted: "Three great priests are required to spend half their lives cultivating to perform great divine subjugation. Is there anyone in the world who is worthy of the temple paying such a high price? You must know that I
The genius was just fed a few heavenly balls!"
He lamented Ning Que's misfortune and was angry at his blind struggle. In anger and irritation, he put a pen on the paper and wrote: "If you can understand something if you want to, then everyone in this world will be a practitioner! Idiot!"