Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years

  Chapter 187 Retire the school and rebuild the academy

  The Tang Academy in the world of Jiangye actually does not have a name. After thousands of years of ups and downs, only the former worthy ministers continue to make people admire and revere them like gods.

   Today, Zhang Ming takes his name as "Yingtian".

  Dongling County, Jicheng, Yingtian Academy!

  The tall and quaint building complex came like a miracle, towering between heaven and earth in the blink of an eye. The sloping corridors on both sides are like a phoenix spreading its wings, overlooking the front door.

  The position of the collapsed door plaque turned into a wide stone flat, with rain corridors standing on the left and right, and mist lingering.

  A magnificent academy stands between heaven and earth.

   At this moment, Zhaoming Academy has become history, and there is still a half-burned ruin in front of you.

"This……"

  Everyone opened their mouths, their heads seemed to be down.

  The thoughts of any mortal, before the vast power, appear so small and fragile.

   In a word, build an academy?

   What incredible power this is!

  In the legend, there are sages who speak the law and follow the law, and wave their hands and gestures with unimaginable power.

   "Brother Cheng, do we still have to write an article to spread the word to the world?"

   asked in a low voice.

   The scholar Cheng surnamed Cheng, who did not believe that there is no righteous way in the world, had an ashen face and gritted his teeth: "Pass it! Why not pass it on! What if he rebuilds the academy, Meng Sheng is dead!"

   "The fall of a generation of quasi-sages, this is the death of the people in the world! How can you forgive Lingshu Guan's rebellious actions!"

  The people around looked at each other, and immediately felt that what he said was reasonable, and they all shouted and echoed.

   "Writing is spread all over the world, and we will kill the spiritual pivot together!"

   "Writing spreads all over the world, and we will kill the spiritual pivot together!"

  “…”

   A shout formed a sound wave.

  Meng Xueyuan's body was sitting cross-legged by the lotus pond in Yingtian Academy, his remaining consciousness sensed the new Academy, his eyes moved slightly, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became stiff.

   "Has Zhaoming Academy been restored... No, it's not... This is not Zhaoming Academy, but..."

   His consciousness was scattered in the void.

   There seemed to be the shouts of scholars.

   "Tai Xuzi...Although I lost to you...but I'm definitely not someone who fears death...hehe..."

   The light and shadow of his life appeared like a horse watching flowers, Meng Xueyuan whispered silently and disappeared into the world.

   But when a person dies, the light does not go out.

The    generation of Confucian quasi-sages died out in public, and the impact was immeasurable. Its severity is by no means comparable to the silent death of Wang Jinglong.

   Here will be like the source of a tsunami, sweeping the world.

  Zhang Ming glanced around, his eyes fell on Meng Xueyuan's corpse, and he snorted coldly in his heart: "You...do you really think that there is nothing for the poor?"

   Yingtian Academy's characteristics of a holy place quickly emerged in my mind. It is not as invincible as the Suoyao Tower to suppress the world's demons, nor as invincible as the Zhuxianjiantai.

   is not as good as Yanboquan with Lihuo Jinwu.

   However, he has a natural bonus effect on readers!

   And the condition... is to run the academy!

   "Since Yingtian Academy has been established, it can't be left without a master for a day. The master of the poor family, Li Mi, obeys the order!"

   He shouted down.

  Li Mi, Zeng Xiaoniu, and Wang Shougui had tears in their eyes. They could hear clearly what the Taoist priest Qing Hui said just now. Everyone is like a dragon, building the world together.

   This is the academy that poor families yearn for!

   At this time, when he heard the question from Daoist Qing Hui, Li Mi immediately knelt down on the ground and responded with the greatest strength of his life: "Li Mi, a poor student, obey!"

   The scholars outside looked into the academy in amazement and wondered, "What are they doing?"

   Then, Qing Hui, who only listened to the Lingshu Temple, said calmly: "Yingtian Academy was first established, and now it is in ruins, and you are ordered to be the first president, are you willing?"

  The crowd was in an uproar.

   He actually planned to appoint a poor family as the dean!

   "It's wicked and outrageous, it's backwards!"

   "This is where the students from aristocratic families like me are!"

   "I can't bear it anymore, and I also invite Brother Cheng to write an article together to spread the magic of Lingshuguan to the world as soon as possible!"

  “…”

   They were outraged one by one.

   Liu, Su, Shen, and the Fang family all had gloomy expressions on their faces, and this Lingshu Guanqing emblem was killing me!

   However, this Yingtian Academy was established by the other party, and now the right to appoint is also in the hands of the other party, they have nothing to do!

   "Student Li Mi, thank the Taoist priest for his gift!"

   Everyone heard an old voice coming from the academy.

   Then, right at this moment, a beam of light that reached the sky suddenly appeared in mid-air, hanging down in the academy.

   A mighty aura filled the four directions.

   "Huh? What is this?!"

   Everyone raised their heads in surprise and asked.

   "This...impossible, impossible, this is the glorious holy light of Confucianism, is there a new saint to be born!"

   exclaimed the well-informed old pedant.

  Holy Light, and a new saint?

   Everyone was stunned, how could this be possible? You must know that the entire Jin Dynasty had only one supreme saint and four quasi-sages, and it is already a big thing to lose two in succession, and now there are people who want to be promoted to the holy position!

   "This is the quasi-holy light..."

   Someone sighed with solemn eyes.

  However, who would be promoted to the new Confucian quasi-sage position at such a moment?

   Could it be…

   They were startled, they all looked at Yingtian Academy, and saw a thin old man, facing the pillar of light, stepping out step by step, as if stepping on an invisible staircase.

   "There are a hundred kinds of turbulence in the world, and there is always a reason. There are all kinds of experiences in life, and they are all good fortune. This old man has been studying hard for sixty-seven years.

   He whispered to himself, the meaning of vicissitudes was like a breeze blowing around Yingtian Academy.

   Everyone was startled.

  Han Chuang studied hard, just to seek fame.

  The poor family has countless more hardships than the noble family.

   Before their eyes, they seemed to see a young man reading a book by the firelight, a middle-aged man reciting a book against the night snow, and an old man sitting in a dark grass hut.

   Hundreds of turbulences in the world, there is always a reason.

   All kinds of experiences in hitting are all good luck.

  The old man of the poor family has been studying hard for sixty-seven years, and the tide of the pear river is coming, and today he knows that I am me.

   They actually felt the same way.

  Li Mi stood quietly in the sky in the light pillar, sensing the intimacy from Yingtian Academy.

   He suddenly understood that he had an epiphany today, broke through the seven realms in a row, and achieved the position of quasi-sage, not all because of his sixty-seven years of hard work, but also because of this academy.

  It is born from the heaven and earth, and has its own creation.

   "Thank you, today Li Mi caught a glimpse of one of Confucianism."

   He bowed and gave a salute to Daoist Qing Hui who was in the air.

   Then, he waved his hand abruptly, and the dazzling holy light rushed away like a long river, as if he had blessed this academy with an inexplicable shelter, and finally turned back.

   "Li Mi, together with the Confucians who re-established the poor way, did not cultivate the noble and righteousness, but cultivated the sea and snow mountains."

  Zhang Ming reminded from the sky, "Swallow this vast river and achieve your natal law!"

   Li Mi thought, opened his mouth to face the rushing back aura, and suddenly swallowed it in his stomach.

  The sound of continuous avalanches sounded at the location of the sea of ​​​​air.

   Soon, there was a continuous mountain of snow behind him, and an old man was walking alone in the snow.

   "Cultivation in a poor family is like ventilating the sea, like climbing a snowy mountain, so it is! Li Mi... Daocheng today!"

   As he spoke, the aura on his body dropped a little bit, the dharma aspect disappeared, and in the blink of an eye he turned into an ordinary old man.

   However, no one dared to despise him.

  The students, teachers, prisons, and noble families outside looked up one by one. This is a quasi-sage!

  The fall of a generation of Confucian quasi-sages is the death of the people in the world, but they also witnessed a new quasi-Christmas! Is this a blessing for the people of the world, or a catastrophe?

   They hesitated at this moment.

"Zeng Xiaoniu listened to the order, Yingtian Academy has a collection of ten thousand volumes, insight into the world, and reading the world is a precious treasure. Today, I appoint you as the vice-president, in charge of the collection of books, scriptures, journals, and school management. , are you willing?"

   Zhang Ming re-appointed Dao in midair.

   Zeng Xiaoniu was taken aback for a moment, is it just him? A down-and-out scholar of the T-shaped Academy, should be the vice president of Yingtian Academy?

   It's not self-depreciation, but sincerity and fear. Daoist Qing Hui is a gift of knowing, comparable to his parents.

   "Zeng Xiaoniu... take orders!"

   He hurriedly bowed his head respectfully.

   Zhang Ming waved his hand to the next, and flew out a wooden sign, which landed in Zeng Xiaoniu's hand. The latter opened it and saw that it was written: "Yingtian Academy, Deputy Chief Academy."

   "Wang Shougui obeyed!"

   The voice of Taoist priest Qing Hui resounded in the sky.

  Wang Shougui's whole body trembled: "This... Does Daoist Qing Hui also want to participate in the management of Yingtian Academy?"

   "Wang Shougui, thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully the poor, the poor road will give you a chance. From today, you will be the first prisoner of Yingtian Academy!"

   The words of Taoist priest Qing Hui fell down sentence by sentence.

  The first building of the Supervisory Academy, as the name suggests, is responsible for supervising teachers and students, auditing their conduct, and correcting the style of the academy.

   This is great power!

  However, Daoist Qing Hui did not hesitate and directly delegated it. This is a great gift!

   "Wang Shougui... I obey the order of the Taoist priest!"

   He knelt down beside Zeng Xiaoniu and kowtowed respectfully.

   "One last thing!"

  Zhang Ming glanced around and shouted softly: "Since Zhaoming Academy is no longer there, all student registrations will be invalid! Three days later, Yingtian Academy will be recruited for external examinations!"

   "There are six subjects of ritual, music, archery, imperialism, calligraphy, and arithmetic, and I ask President Li Mi to personally check it out. Yingtian Academy does not distinguish between noble families, poor families, rich or poor, high or low, but only on knowledge!"

   "If you want to re-enter the academy, come to Yingtian Academy for reference in three days!"

   "Also, Zeng Xiaoniu, go and spread the word that in the townships under the jurisdiction of Dongling County, the academy recruits exams for three consecutive months, on the third day of each month, but anyone who is interested in scholars can come to take the exam!"

   Zhang Ming finished the major affairs of the academy in one breath.

   The teachers, students, and aristocratic families who were watching from the outside were all discolored, and they were actually expelled from the academy!

   "No, the establishment of this academy is a major event. Without the approval of the county governor, what he said by Daoist Qinghui does not count at all! I... Cheng Mou refuses to accept it, so I will go to the county governor's office to sue!"

   "How can the appointment of the dean of the academy, the magistrate's office, and the supervisory institute be such a joke, without the permission of the court, it is running a school in violation of regulations, preaching recklessly, and according to the law, it should be sealed and warned!"

   "I... If I apply for the academy and compete for a spot with those poor students, it will be a humiliation!"

  “…”

   The children of aristocratic families were discussing and clamoring.

   And the few students from the poor family, their faces flushed with excitement, this is the academy they dreamed of, and the way of the sages that they yearn for!

   Besides, there is also a quasi-sage sitting in the academy!

   "If we can worship Li Sheng's door, then we will definitely be able to understand the holy truth and understand the holy meaning, maybe we can step into Confucianism and Taoism as soon as possible, and practice the wonderful method of the sea of ​​​​snow mountains!"

   "Brother Ning, I'll go back to study hard and study hard, and I will definitely come out on top in three days!"

   "Wait! I'm going too!"

   Their faces were full of anticipation.

Zhang Ming smiled slightly, looked at the rest of the people, and hummed: "Pindao established Yingtian Academy, that's the matter of Pindao, if the county governor or the Dajin Dynasty refuses to accept it, just find it! I am Qing Hui... I am not afraid of the world!"

   He looked around coldly, and everyone was silent.

   They almost forgot the prestige of this Lingshu Guanqing Hui, they dared to kill even three sects, and they were afraid of the county governor?

   "Go, I don't believe..."

   "Go to the county governor's office and wait for the news of the court!"

   The children of aristocratic families lowered their voices and said, then turned around and walked away.

   There are some with complicated expressions. They are not disciples of the eight great worlds, but some middle and low-level noble families. They can't help but think of referring to them three days later.

  Otherwise, if you lose your student status, you will not be able to take the prefectural exam. If you can't take the government exam, you will cut off your future prospects.

   They are not like people from the eight great families, who can go to Nanchang County and study under the door of other academies.

   In any case, everyone knows that since this moment, the Confucianism of the Jin Dynasty has changed.

   Sacrificed Zhaoming Academy at the expense of the dean Wang Hongshan and the quasi-sage Meng Xueyuan. As a result, not only did he fail to restrain Lingshu from viewing the Qing emblem, but he broke the situation and re-established Confucianism and Taoism.

  If the person behind the scenes of Luocheng in Kyoto knew about it, he would be so angry that he would be so angry that he would vomit three liters of blood.

   After Zhang Ming finished all of this, he just held his hands slightly and landed in the courtyard where Guo Xiang and others were standing.

   "Qing Hui Daoist!"

   Li Mi followed him behind, and respectfully saluted with Zeng Xiaoniu and Wang Shougui.

   "Don't be too polite, this Yingtian Academy will be taken care of by you in the future, don't forget your original intention."

   Zhang Ming said earnestly.

   The three of them can be said to be from a poor family. Wang Shougui's family background is slightly better, but it is not a noble family.

   The three nodded heavily and replied, "Please rest assured, Daoist Master, we will do our best to make the name of Yingtian Academy spread all over the world, and let the disciples educate one side!"

   Zhang Ming nodded and said with a smile: "Besides, this Yingtian Academy is still a holy place of Heavenly Dao. I wonder if a few of you have any instructions to sense Heavenly Dao?"

   The three were taken aback.

   Guo Xiang smiled and said: "Daoist Qing Hui, Xiang'er has already sensed it. I knew that the academy you summoned must be extraordinary, but I haven't tried it yet."

   Li Mi, Zeng Xiaoniu and Wang Shougui looked at each other.

   At this time, they realized that a vast will came, manifesting information in their minds.

   "Heavenly Holy Land? Sign in by reciting poetry?"

   Zeng Xiaoniu and Wang Shougui murmured.

   However, only Li Mi frowned slightly, he did not feel the will of heaven they said.

  Yin Xue smiled knowingly: "Li Sheng, the mystery of this holy land of heaven, only those who are destined can perceive it. You and I are both unfamiliar, so I can't perceive it."

   Zhang Ming nodded and said, "What Yin Xue said is true."

"I see."

  Li Mi did not feel any loss, but smiled lightly, "This old man is lucky enough to step into the quasi-sage realm of Confucianism today. It is already a great blessing from heaven. How dare he ask for it again."

  Sages say, contentment is always happy.

   He sees more clearly than anyone else.

   But Zhang Ming was not satisfied, he immediately set his eyes on Zeng Xiaoniu and Wang Shougui.

   Don't know what they'll be checking in?

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   (end of this chapter)