Woniu Village·Early morning

Pei Ziyun got up early, burned the fire, and cooked porridge, and started to learn the scriptures. When he flipped through the scriptures, he found that even if he had memories, some of the scriptures were a little unfamiliar. When he read and learned, he was a little obscure, and he sighed in his heart.

"The original owner has not studied for more than ten years, so this is naturally abandoned. Not to mention that I have not inherited much, even if I inherited it completely, I am afraid that it will be difficult for the government to pass the trial in a hurry."

"It seems that you must find a quick inspiration, and in this case, you can inherit 70%."

Pei Ziyun decided to pay attention and went to visit his master's house later to find out if there was any support. Otherwise, the house trial was in danger, but he could not put all his hopes on it. He still needed to study hard to be steady. After thinking about it this way, he picked up the book and started to think about it.

The morning sun gradually shines from the sky and sprinkles on the thatched hut. The dew on the hut is steaming on the body and on the ground. There is a pond not far from the door. If it is farther away, some naughty children have led the cows or driven the ducks to the field, and the early spring is getting warmer.

Pei Qian got up and coughed again. After a while, he prepared breakfast today. When he came out of the room, he saw Pei Ziyun thinking about books. He felt very satisfied. He walked by gently, not disturbing Pei Ziyun who was studying hard.

Pei Qian entered the kitchen and saw that the kitchen had fireworks and a pot of porridge was boiling on it. The fragrance was everywhere. So he packed up a few green onions and cut them, and dug a bowl of pickled vegetables.

I just suddenly thought that my son could not just eat such porridge and sauerkraut, but there was nothing at home to nourish his body.

At this time, the hens cried out. One of the three old hens raised at home was yelling, laying eggs, and crawling out in the nest behind the hut, circling around the nest.

Pei Qian couldn't help but be overjoyed, so he walked over and touched the nest. There were three or two, two of them could be given to his son, and one would continue to be placed in the nest.

Carefully took it to the kitchen and fry it. But when the smoke was smoked, he coughed. He couldn't stop the coughing. He woke up and was really thinking about Pei Ziyun. When Pei Ziyun heard that his mother's cough came from the kitchen, he couldn't help but walk in.

Seeing that his mother had already put the porridge in her mouth and was frying eggs, she coughed continuously as soon as the cigarette smoked. Pei Ziyun snatched the spatula from Pei Qian's hand: "Mother, I'll do this. If there is cigarette, you're coughing badly."

Pei Qian smiled and said, "If I pay attention, it's okay. If you go and review, I have been doing housework for more than ten years, and are you still afraid of this smoke?"

After saying that, he was about to take the spatula back. Pei Ziyun pushed his mother out of the kitchen without saying anything. He rolled up his sleeves and placed the book on one side. After a while, he put it in a bowl.

Pei Qian put two eggs in Pei Ziyun's bowl: "Ziyun, it will be hard to go to the mansion to try this time. You should eat one more. My mother is old, and it will be the same to eat more or less!"

Pei Ziyun was stunned. Looking at her haggard appearance, her eyes sank, and she felt sad. She put one of them into her mother's bowl and said, "Mom, you can eat one too, otherwise I will feel guilty and dare not eat it."

As he said that, he stopped the chopsticks in his hand and looked at Pei Qian.

Pei Qian saw Pei Ziyun's eyes, and knew that Pei Ziyun was filial. If he refused to eat, his son would not refuse. Pei Qian finally did not refuse, but just lowered his head and ate it bit by bit, as if tears fell down.

After only a quarter of an hour, the meal had been eaten clean. Pei Ziyun raised his head and looked at the sky. There were a few clouds floating in the sky, and the sun was already hanging slightly higher in the east.

Just after dinner, Pei Qian was preparing to embroider the needle and thread, and sat back to the room to knit.

Pei Ziyun walked over and said to Pei Qian, "Mother, yesterday I read the scriptures and found that the content of the article was still not enough. Today, I was preparing to go to my husband's house and ask him to answer his questions, but I told my mother first and prepare to go now."

"Son, go," Pei Qian said, without saying anything, and started embroidery. Looking at the cracked hole in his mother's hand, it was caused by years of housework, and I couldn't help but think: "No wonder the original owner tried to get a good exam, but it was just a bit too pedantic."

The strange appearance of plum blossoms gradually emerged when the original owner was ten years old. At this point in time, it was not clear, but there was also a successful experience - that was a few old manuscripts.

But the original owner was simple and a dumb study person at that time, and was frightened - Zi said no to the strange powers and insults - so he wasted several years.

But of course I didn't know how, so Pei Ziyun went to Zhao Ning's house again.

At this time, in Zhao Ning's fence courtyard, a young man, carrying a bow and arrow on his back, was peeling prey on the ground with a knife. With one knife, he tore open a hole and peeled the animal skin.

At this moment, Zhao Ning was drinking tea in the room, holding a book in his hand, and savoring it carefully. At this moment, he suddenly felt hot in his arms. Zhao Ning took out a chapter of spiritual talisman. He saw that the spiritual talisman was slightly hot, and there was a flash of spiritual light on it. It turned out to be the Qianli Shadow Talisman.

Zhao Ning stretched out his finger and saw a small reunion light appearing on the talisman, and a small figure appears in the middle, but he is talking.

"Elder Zhao, what's the matter of looking for the reincarnated uncle? You haven't replied for a long time. Today, the senior brother of the sect has a whim and I'll ask."

"Haha, I'll tell you why you think of me, Xianyun Yehe. It turns out that the senior brother of the sect is destined. I'm tired of replying to the senior brother of the sect. Now I have some clues."

"Before the reincarnation of the uncle, he went to Woniu Village for the last words. After he was born, he had the word Yun in his name. I rushed over. There were two young men in the village, both with the word Yun."

"The inheritance of Taoism is valuable, so I will enlighten and read here to distinguish the true and false."

"At present, it seems that the person in the yard may be bigger. Although he is a hunter, he has wisdom and his energy is somewhat similar."

"There is another one, which is moved from another place, and some are a little ancestral virtues. It is the descendant of an official. It is expected to be a scholar this time. It is not like the reincarnation of a master uncle, but it needs to be carefully checked."

When Zhao Ning said this, he suddenly smiled: "When it comes to these two, they are all here."

After hearing this, Fu Ying moved slightly, and the round light looked outside.

At this time, Pei Ziyun was entering the door and looked at the skinned boy. The original owner was familiar with him. He had seen it for the first time. After careful consideration, the boy had two sword eyebrows, with some evil aura at the corners of his eyebrows, and his face was a little tough. He was the son of a hunter in the village. He was said to be a reincarnated person. He later became an elder in his previous life. At that time, he wanted to make friends with him again, but his relationship was still not very good and cold.

At this time, he did not reveal his concern, but walked straight to the door, knocked on the door, and the sound of knocking into the room, shouting: "Are you here sir?"

"This person is a man with the virtue of his ancestors."

Zhao Ning smiled and said to the figure of the talisman. With a wave of his hand, he saw a flash of inspiration in his hand. The talisman and the figure were hidden.

Pei Ziyun entered the room and saw Zhao Ning drinking tea and reading leisurely, so leisurely.

"Teacher, you said yesterday that I asked me to ask the teacher more before the house exam. Today I came to chat. I went back to think about it yesterday, but I found that I still learned too little and had insufficient background in the article. So I came to visit the teacher today and asked the teacher for a book to go back and study it. I hope the teacher will agree." Pei Ziyun reported this way when he saw the husband leisurely.

"Hey, I'm asking for books and increasing my background. I thought I would ask how to take the exam, but I didn't expect it to be asking for articles. It's really strange?" But nothing, Zhao Ning responded: "Ziyun, all the collected things for my teacher are in the study room upstairs, you can get it yourself."

"Thank you, teacher!" Pei Ziyun said respectfully, and went upstairs as he stepped on the bamboo stairs and it became a little elastic as soon as he stepped on it. He arrived a few steps upstairs and pushed open the study room and went in.

At this time, a voice came from the hidden talisman in the room below: "Elder Zhao, do you think this son can be a scholar?"

Zhao Ning smiled and replied: "Now that the new dynasty is just beginning, there are not many scholars. In the chaos, who can study with peace of mind? The level of the examination in the palace should not be very high, or there is hope. If this person is the reincarnation of his uncle, it would be a more beautiful story."

After saying that, I picked up the book in my hand, added another cup of tea, drank it slowly, and then savored the book.

There are five bookcases in the study upstairs, and the bookcases are filled with books. Looking into the eyes, many teachers think about the memories of their previous lives and think: "If this world Taoist sect is basically obtained by scholars."

"Because only scholars can understand the rhythm of Tao."

"In my previous life, although ordinary people became immortals in folk novels, almost all those who became immortals in the Taoist sect were scholars."

Thinking of it, my hand touched the teacher's book, and the petals between my eyebrows seemed to react, but they seemed to be not. I couldn't help but murmur: "It seems that I'm hoping for it, but it won't work."

"Even if there are some literary thoughts in this article, the teacher is still there, but he cannot obtain it."

"The things you rely on to absorb the charm of literary thoughts and Taoism, but you need three items. You are truly unparalleled, or you are truly recognized and given to yourself, or you are killed and seized, but you cannot."

Thinking of this, I randomly flipped up the books on the bookshelf, and wanted to find a solid foundation for this book. Before I went back, I asked the teacher for some questions. As I thought of this, my hand turned forward and saw a thin booklet being held in my hand. The plum blossoms trembled and "buzzed" and reacted a little, and I couldn't help but feel happy.

This book should have a sustenance.

When I opened the book, I saw that the articles were incisive, but many of them were not integrated, and I couldn't help but be happy.

I no longer read the book, and hurried downstairs. When I walked downstairs, I suddenly stopped. I was so anxious that I could leave in such a hurry, and I became steady and calm, and I took the book in my hand and said goodbye to the master.

"Ziyun, which article did you choose?" Zhao Ning asked, his eyes swept across the book and sighed: "So it's this one."

"From the tone of yours, this book seems to have a past? I hope the master will give you advice," said Pei Ziyun.
Chapter completed!