One Thousand Seven Hundred and Forty-Six: This Is the Proposition of Taoism

Seriously speaking, this is the first time that Fengyi and Fengyi have written an excerpt for the lord in a serious manner.

Every word and every sentence has been carefully considered and considered, and strive to use the most concise language to explain things clearly.

For this reason, two top students from Jinlin Academy stayed up all night, and there was a thick stack of scrapped drafts, which could not be finalized.

It's not that they have perfect obsessive-compulsive disorder, and it's not that they don't have enough ink in their stomachs, it's just that the more they write about this matter, the more in-depth it is, the more difficult it is for the two of them. But they still had to bite the bullet and write, so they hesitated and wrote a lot of manuscripts.

From dark to dawn, after several hours of discussion, the two finally finalized the draft.

"I said why my mind is a little dizzy... It turns out that it is already the second day..."

Sun Lan went to the window and opened it, and the golden morning light poured down through the gap, covering her body as if covered with a thin layer of golden gauze. Fengyi's eyes were used to the darkness and candlelight, and suddenly they were illuminated by the cool but extraordinarily bright morning light, and the sore eyeballs couldn't help protesting. He subconsciously raised his hand to cover his eyes and cut off the morning light, which made him feel better.

"It's getting late, I'm going to call someone to prepare warm water for washing."

After cleaning, go to catch up on sleep, so as not to stay up late to cultivate immortals and die suddenly.

Feng Yi slowly got up from the mat, her movements were careful enough, her mind was a little confused, and her feet were as limp as if she was stepping on cotton.

Before he could give orders, the servant told him that the eldest lady of Feng family and the eldest lady of Qi Guan's family came to visit.

"Why is Jinghui here?"

It’s easy for Changsheng to understand—because the two families live very close to each other, and there are many contacts in the house, and Changsheng likes to visit Fengyi to play when he was a child—Jinghui can’t understand it, and the relationship between the two families is not so close. , she came to visit early in the morning——

Thinking of this, some dull brains finally thought of a person.

Feng Yi turned her eyes to Sun Lan who was cultivating immortality and high spirits. This guy's reaction was slower than his, and he was still in a state of confusion at the moment.

He thought, he knew the main reason for Qi Guan Jinghui's sudden visit.

"Wash your face, don't go out to meet people with a greasy face and dull eyes."

Even though everyone is so familiar, the young man still doesn't want the woman to see that his face is oily and the corners of his eyes are unwashed.

Even though these two are handsome young men, which young man who makes a girl feel like a spring has not been carefully arranged?

"Brother Rongli, I'm here to find you."

The cheerful voice came into the room, dispelling the original dignified atmosphere, as if injecting vitality into the air.

When Chang Sheng came over, Feng Yi and the others had already poured warm water on the face under the service of their servants, and the warm and steamy towel touched their faces, and their chaotic minds were a little bit sobered up. Carefully brushed his teeth twice with tooth powder, rinsed his mouth with warm water, combed his long hair again, and wore fragmentary waist ornaments. Not long after, there were two fresh and refreshing young men again.

"Why are you here so early?" Feng Yi came out to meet people after packing up, "Did you have breakfast?"

Chang Sheng said, "Not yet."

Fengyi followed the trend, "Then let's have breakfast together first and then talk about other things."

"Brother Rong Li, look at the black and blue under the eyes of you and Alan, did you stay up with worry last night?"

Chang Sheng smiled and narrowed his eyes, his smiling eyes glanced at the blue eyes of the two, and then looked at their not-so-high spirits, and he guessed that the two little friends spent the whole night cultivating immortals last night. It's just that the schadenfreude in her words was too obvious, Feng Yi knocked on the forehead.

"Okay, the two of you made a special trip to see how embarrassed we are waiting for the two of you?"

Chang Sheng smiled and said, "It's just a side trip. Originally, I wanted to imitate Sister Jinghui and give Brother Rong Li a difficult time..."

Feng Yi's rising smile froze, and now he was a little timid when he heard the word "difficulty".

If Qi Guan Jinghui doesn't give Chang Sheng a good start, how can she teach bad people all the time?

Before he could say anything, Chang Sheng gently stroked the black and blue eyes under his eyes with a veil, and said distressedly, "After seeing you, I can't bear it anymore."

Although I didn't say anything warm and affectionate,

But a few simple words made Fengyi feel warm.

Look, Changsheng is the cutie, and Qi Guan Jinghui is a Rakshasa girl wearing a cutie fake skin.

Sun Lan watched the two throw dog food as if no one was around, and felt faintly bloated.

He's not a fool, if he doesn't show his sympathy at this time, when will he wait?

The four had eaten breakfast, and Chang Sheng asked, "How does Alan plan to solve the problem raised by Sister Jinghui?"

Sun Lan took out a few pieces of paper from her sleeve, feeling a little uneasy—this was the answer sheet that he and his friends had to write after staying up all night cultivating immortals.

Qi Guan Jinghui didn't really force her at first, she just made things difficult, it doesn't matter if Sun Lan can't achieve it, as long as she has the heart.

Seeing that Sun Lan really took out the "answer sheet", she felt a little curious and wanted to take a look.

I don't know how many points these two "talented scholars" can give in one night.

Chang Sheng also leaned over to have a look, the corners of their lips were still smiling, the more they looked down, the more solemn their eyes became.

Seeing the end, Chang Sheng said, "No."

Jinghui folded several pieces of paper, and also said, "I don't agree either."

Jinlin Academy teaches everything, and the masters pay more attention to the combination of teaching materials and practical facts. The higher the grade, the closer the content is to the real situation. Jinghui and Changsheng are not at the same level, but their grades are among the best in the same level of Jinlin Academy.

There are great Confucian scholars at school who teach carefully, and family members who teach at home. It is not justified if it is not excellent.

Changsheng was born in the Feng clan, and his grandfather Fengren was one of the big bosses of Jinlin Academy, so it shouldn't be too easy to start a small stove.

Qi Guan Jinghui's grandfather is Wei Yuan, a great scholar in Hejian, and old man Wei Yuan also moved in to take care of him, so he can even teach his granddaughter.

Even though the two hadn't really graduated as teachers, their political sense was no worse than Feng Yi's, and was even sharper because of their background and family education.

Only after reading the contents of the brochure did they know what kept Fengyi and the others up all night.

"Do you know what will happen to you if the content of this booklet is leaked?" Chang Sheng showed a rare dignified expression, "This booklet involves the interests of too many people, and those whose interests have been damaged cannot touch Lord Lanting, but you are not. Laborious."

This is not just as simple as a simple two-headed household, there are also suggestions for tax changes.

Taxes, once started, can't be stopped.

Changsheng just read the first few suggestions for changes, and she knew that if this thing leaked out, it would bring disaster to Sun Lan and the others.

Even if they are protected by their elders, as long as there is such a "stain", their future careers may be suspended.

Jinghui also regretted it.

If she had known that Sun Lan would have such an idea, she would not have made things difficult for him, so she might as well talk in a gentle way.

She knew Sun Lan's temper, and Qi Guan Jinghui was not worried that she would spend her whole life in the backyard like an ordinary woman.

Even if Sun Lan objects, Qi Guan Jinghui can still rely on her father, who has always supported her to emulate and learn from Lord Lanting.

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