The son does all kinds of evil?I sentenced him to be executed all over the house!

Chapter 26
bang~!

Boom~!

Bang~!

Inside the Confucianism and Taoism Academy, a loud noise came from the door.

Two middle-aged men wearing Confucian square scarves were singled out in the air.

Gorgeous rays of light crackled and flew in the sky.

And in the middle of them was a black chair, floating there quietly.

"Wu Yixin, quickly put down the chair for me!"

"If you beat me to death, I won't let you go!"

"Your practice is obviously the art of dispatching troops, and you don't know anything about poetry. What do you want this black chair for?"

"Lin Ye, you're just practicing calligraphy, and you're learning how to draw talismans. Why do you want this chair? You're not good at poetry either!"

"I'm practicing this excellent magic weapon recently, but I just need a good poem. The literary spirit contained in this black chair is just right!"

Xiao Ming, the Confucian scholar who kept arguing in mid-air, chattered endlessly, but the movements of his hands did not stop for a moment.

The Confucian scholar named Lin Ye, holding a brush, splashed ink in the air, and at the next moment, monsters appeared out of thin air from the void, extremely ferocious.

On the opposite side of him, the man named Wu Yixin was holding a military book, following his movements and gestures.

Phantoms of ancient generals riding steeds emerged from the book of war, and stepped forward to fight the monster.

The fighting momentum of the two spread over the Confucian Academy.

It made the Confucian scholars in the academies below tremble with fear.

A student with a rather fat figure asked tremblingly.

"What happened? Where did the black chair in mid-air come from?"

"What kind of chair is it? It's worth fighting with two gentlemen in such a great state?"

At this time, someone next to him took over the conversation.

"This is the chair Mr. Xiao sat on. It is a special chair for Dali Siqing."

"Is there anything unusual about this broken chair?"

Someone next to me was puzzled.

"Master Xiao was sitting on it and recited a poem."

"No one in life has died since ancient times, and keep a loyal heart to reflect history."

"That sentence resonated with the culture of Dali Temple."

"Poetry is divided into five grades."

"That poem even reached the town and left a name in history."

"At that time, the full of literary energy in Dali Temple not only made Mr. Xiao reborn, but also made this black chair no longer a mortal thing."

"It is said that as long as you get this black chair and speculate and observe more, you will be able to comprehend the detachment of Master Xiao who wrote this quatrain."

"And for Mr. Lin and Mr. Wu, this may allow them to successfully advance to the next realm!"

As soon as these words were finished, the audience fell silent.

Just a broken black chair can actually make a fourth-rank Confucian scholar break through to a third-rank!

The third grade has already surpassed the mortals.

A third-grade Confucian student is a place where he can settle down and live.

The point is, after reaching the third rank, you can walk out of your own "Tao!"

And the quatrains read by Mr. Xiao contained the "Tao" of sacrificing one's life for righteousness, being upright and defying power.

For this reason, Lord Xiao even voluntarily voluntarily wiped out the nine clans to prove the truth with his own body!

This broken black chair is indeed a treasure!

The ordinary Confucian scholars below immediately understood the preciousness of that black chair.

They couldn't help but be jealous.

"Master Xiao used this inkstone to step on this floor when he was in Dali Temple..."

Someone whispered there involuntarily.

"Don't think too much, that black chair is just useful!"

"That's really a pity."

The students of the Confucianism and Taoism Academy all looked regretful.

In the mid-air of the Confucian and Taoist Academy, two middle-aged Confucian scholars who were decorated with gentlemen were still fighting.

They were fighting for the sovereignty of the black chair that Xiao Yi had made.

If Lin Huanxi, the oiran, knew what happened here, she would probably snicker.

Because she didn't want the broken chair that Xiao Xu made.

What she wanted was Xiao Yi's body.

capital city.

"Master Shoufu, it's very late, what should we do for Miss Lin who came today?"

Outside Xiao Yi's door.The temporary housekeeper, Chen Fugui, asked for instructions with a respectful face.

"Which one? Miss Lin?"

Xiao Yi pushed the door open, just now he found several enemies for supper, and he was able to walk out with a refreshed face.

When Chen Fugui saw Xiao Yi coming out, he quickly bowed to salute.

"Master Shoufu, a girl named Lin Huanxi came to the mansion today. She said that she was an old acquaintance with him, and now she has nowhere to go, so she came to seek refuge with him."

Listen to the butler's narration.Xiao Yi, a graceful figure of a woman flashed in your mind.

When I traveled here by myself, I seemed to have taken advantage of others.

he asked in a daze.

"What's the situation?"

Chen Fugui still bowed respectfully, not daring to look directly at Mr. Shoufu.

"The little one doesn't know, so I invite her to the study to meet the adults."

Xiao Yi nodded lightly, turned around and walked into the study.

After a while, a beautiful figure walked in under the guard of several female monks.

Xiao Yi is now also a fourth-rank Confucian scholar, and even a fourth-rank martial artist. Of course, he is not afraid of an ordinary woman messing around.

He waved his hand lightly, telling other unrelated people to leave first.

"Is there anything you need?"

Xiao Yi asked indifferently.

This Lin Huanxi was just an ordinary person, Xiao Yi didn't have much interest in this kind of ordinary person now, so he asked a straightforward question.

Lin Huanxi didn't expect that Master Xiao, who usually has so many flamboyant things, suddenly became so strange, and the strange color flashed across his beautiful face.

She was suddenly a little worried about her tomorrow.

Biting her lower lip with her teeth, Lin Huanxi looked at Xiao Yi sadly.

After a moment of silence, Lin Huanxi revealed all his thoughts and plans.

Facing an old fox like Lord Shoufu.This is a weak woman who has no strength to restrain a chicken, so don't be too petty psychologically.

"You said Ye Tian wanted to give you to me?"

Looking at the beautiful woman in front of him, he suddenly came to his senses.

I live in an evil feudal society!
Just look down on who?
I usually do things like Liu Xiahui's calm.

Xiao Yi shook his head slowly, and was about to refuse, when he saw Lin Huanxi's sad eyes.

He began to look at the woman in front of him again.

The eyes are like a pool of clear water, captivating the soul.

Not to mention overwhelming the country and the city, it also has the posture of sinking a fish and falling a wild goose.

What the girl said was quite reasonable.

It's really difficult for her so beautiful to be outside.

It's okay to let her live in the house temporarily.

"It's late, it's time to go to bed."

As soon as Xiao Yi finished speaking, Lin Huanxi had already stood up.

"This concubine is here to warm the bed for Lord Xiao!"

After that, she went out.

Xiao Yi couldn't help but sweat coldly on his forehead.

That's it, that's it.

After a psychological struggle, he finally gave up his resistance and went to do as the Romans do.

(End of this chapter)