When Jingzhao Mansion gradually returned to darkness.

The lights in the study are still bright.

Xu Yi leaned leaning on the Taishi chair and read aloud the pre-Qin characters carved with a knife on the scroll in his hand, and stroked them one by one.

As Xu Yi read more and more deeply, his heart became more and more peaceful.

During the process of reciting scriptures.

Xu Yi is also constantly examining himself.

From small things to several major events that have happened recently.

Before he knew it, dense cold sweat appeared on Xu Yi's forehead.

"Perhaps, there is a better way to deal with it and a safer way to deal with it." Xu Yi closed the scroll, slowly closed his eyes, and murmured in a low voice.

I don't know how long it took.

Xu Yi slowly opened his eyes, and the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter.

It was not until this time that Xu Yi understood the fundamental reason why Lu Zaizhong ordered him to copy it twenty times.

Reading the books of sages, especially the original books of sages that have no comments from others and have been deleted and revised, will make people clear and calm.

And the more peaceful the mentality is, the more you can see yourself.

Xu Yi slowly stood up and bowed heavily to the wing where Lu Zaizhong was.

Lu Zaizhong, I really deserve the word "Mr.

After a worship.

Xu Yi slowly sat down, sat upright, and slowly wrote the scriptures of the pre-Qin sages on the paper.

As Xu Yi wrote more and more, his mentality naturally became more and more peaceful.

Time flies in writing.

When Xu Yi put down his wolf's pen, it was already around Yin, (after three in the morning).

Move your body a little longer.

Xu Yi lifted the oil lamp and walked out of the study and walked towards the main house.

In a short while.

The last light in the inner house of Jingzhao Mansion went out.

The entire Jingzhao Mansion's inner house was instantly wrapped in thick darkness.

In the dark sky, a crescent moon slowly moved under the sparse starlight.

......

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The night is rushing.

When the first ray of rays of rays in the sky shines on the world.

Xu Yi had already stood up slowly from the bed.

Push open the door.

In the courtyard, Lu Zaizhong was wearing a wide Taoist robe and slowly exerted a set of boxing techniques.

"Sir." Xu Yi stepped forward and bowed.

Lu Zaizhong slowly stopped his work and looked at Xu Yi and said calmly: "Have you copied the bamboo slips yesterday for twenty?"

Xu Yi nodded and replied, "Mr. Hui, the copy has been completed."

Lu Zaizhong nodded with satisfaction, then spoke, "Get a look."

In a short while.

Xu Yi handed over all the bamboo slips, copying and experience to Lu Zaizhong.

Lu Zaizhong reached out to take it, walked towards the stone bench in the courtyard, and carefully looked through the experience handed over by Xu Yi.

The brows are sometimes frowned and sometimes loose.

His expression was sometimes solemn and sometimes he smiled.

What is too difficult to understand.

I don't know how long it took.

The young and old of the Wang family gradually walked out of the door.

I saw Xu Yi with a humble student statement.

Mr. Wang couldn't help but look at his eldest son and asked in a low voice: "Who is that old man?"

Wang Wenqing looked envious and enthusiastic, saying: "Mr. Lu, a layman in Mangosteen."

‘Mr. Lu, a lay Buddhist in Mangosteen?’ Mr. Wang murmured in a low voice.

The next moment, my eyes suddenly magnified, suppressing my excitement.

He asked in a low voice: "But Mr. Lu Zaizhong, who is the three Yuan and the first, and the six strife, six rejections?"

Wang Wenqing nodded and said, "That's right."

Mr. Wang's eyes flashed in an instant and looked down at his grandson Wang Qiuan.

Then he looked up at Xu Yi and Lu Zaizhong.

The light in his eyes gradually dissipated and eventually turned into a strong sigh.

Mr. Wang still has this self-knowledge.

suddenly.

Another door opened.

Wang Qiujin, dressed simply, walked out from the inside.

After saluting slightly to the elders of the Wang family, he walked towards the kitchen.

Along the way, I saw Xu Yi standing in front of an old man with white hair in front of him in a humble student manner.

A look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

Even the pace was a little slower.

Wang Qiujin has not known Xu Yi for a long time.

But for this not long time, Xu Yi left an impression on him was particularly profound.

Deep scheming, ruthless and decisive!

This is Wang Qiujin's true comment on Xu Yi at the beginning.

But as time goes by, the more news Wang Qiujin learned through his father Wang Wenqing's chat, the more complicated his views on Xu Yi are.

But no matter how inner perception changes.

One thing is unchanging.

That's why she had never seen Xu Yi's attitude like this before.

After a moment of curiosity, he stopped and stood at the kitchen door and watched quietly.

Xu Yi stood in front of Lu Zaizhong, waiting for Lu Zaizhong's comments with a little nervousness.

Xu Yi naturally admired Lu Zaizhong's knowledge.

After all, this is the only three-yuan rank in a century.

Moreover, decades have passed, and Lu Zaizhong has long become the name of a great scholar.

Lu Zaizhong looked up at Xu Yi with a complicated expression and asked, "Is this what you wrote?"

Xu Yi bowed and said, "Boy's humble opinion. If there is anything wrong, I hope the sir will point it out."

Lu Zaizhong said with a complicated expression: "There is nothing wrong."

There was a lot of content written on the rice paper that made Lu Zaizhong feel refreshed.

And the closer you look, the more you can feel the mystery between the lines.

After the words are finished.

Lu Zaizhong added: "I'm waiting for this matter, will Jingzhao Yin and I have a discussion on the scriptures for three days?"

Xu Yi suddenly realized when he heard this.

It seems that it should be the factor in the study of mind he wrote about.

Xu Yi paused and bowed, "See Mr.

Lu Zaizhong smiled and then picked up the manuscript again and read it carefully.
To be continued...