Chapter 31 The Talented Man from Dali

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Pedestrians are hurrying, spring is getting stronger, the weather is getting warmer, and the willows on the roadside are showing new branches.

Li Qingxuan was sitting at the door of the painting studio, holding a fried dough stick in his hand and eating it with relish.

The only regret is that there is no soy milk in this era, and it feels like the fried dough sticks have lost their soul.

After breakfast, it was time to sign in.

"Dingdong, congratulations to the host for successfully signing in and obtaining the skill Burying Flower Song."

[When the flowers fade and the flowers fly all over the sky, who will pity them when the red color disappears and the fragrance disappears?

The soft hairspring is tied to the floating spring pavilion, and the fallen catkins lightly touch the embroidered curtain. ]

[When this technique is used, there will be a scene of flowers flying all over the sky, which is gorgeous and can be used to confuse the enemy. ]

Li Qingxuan saw the introduction of Yan Huayin and said that this stupid system is definitely sick.

The last time I signed in and got a cloak, it was of no use. Now I even got special effects for myself.

Is it unreasonable for me, a grown man, to have flowers flying all over the sky when I take action?

But no matter what, it is a skill after all.

After Li Qingxuan clicked to study directly, he was ready to return to the room to continue practicing.

Suddenly I heard a noise outside.

"Look! The Dali envoys have entered Beijing."

"The clothes of Dali people are indeed very different from those of Dali people."

Li Qingxuan stood at the door and looked from a distance.

I saw a team slowly approaching under heavy escort.

The leading team held high the Qinglong flag of Daxia, while behind them was the Suzaku flag of Dali.

"Dali must have bad intentions when he comes to Beijing this time. I'm afraid there will be excitement in Luodu."

Chen Qingzhi appeared next to Li Qingxuan.

Li Qingxuan glanced at him in surprise.

Unexpectedly, Chen Qingzhi had some knowledge. After all, Li Qingxuan himself would not have thought of so many skills.

It was only after Zi Huang finished speaking last time that he knew the purpose of Da Li coming to Beijing.

As if he understood Li Qingxuan's thoughts, Chen Qingzhi raised his head and said proudly: "Although I am a martial artist, I am also a scholar."

After thinking for a while, he added: "Civil and military."

Li Qingxuan smiled and did not answer, but turned around and walked into the room.

A breakthrough is imminent recently, and he has no time to watch the excitement.

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Dali has a world-famous White Deer Academy, and Daxia, whose national power is not inferior to Dali in all aspects, also has the world-famous Imperial Academy.

The Imperial College is located on Dongshan on the outskirts of Dongcheng, with purple energy coming from the east.

Daxia takes the Eastern Green Dragon as its totem, and it can be located in the east, which shows the status of the Imperial College.

The founding emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty was originally from a noble family of the previous dynasty. He believed that all things were of inferior quality, and only education was good.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, the only official school, Guozixue, was opened, which was later renamed Guozijian.

Confucian students who graduated from the Imperial College were not only assigned jobs, but in many cases were also "included as officials."

The late emperor stipulated that "scholars who have entered the country can get an official position, but those who have not entered the country cannot get it."

In other words, if you get to the Imperial College, you can become an official. If you can't get to the Imperial Academy, you can just stand aside.

The status of the Imperial College is evident.

Yuan Guang's mentor was the chief of Guozixue, who belonged to the Confucian orthodoxy.

At this moment, in an attic of the Imperial College, Yuan Guang, who had just served as the imperial censor for a short time, was frowning.

Next to him is Yuan Guang's good friend, Guozijian Jiu Song.

"Brother Yuan, is this painting really given to me? Suihan, and then I learned that the pines and cypresses will wither after that. It's so well written."

"Of course."

"There is a character for pine in the name of Kou Jijiu, and this painting depicts pines and cypresses, but I specially hired someone to paint it for you. How about it? It suits your liking."

"Brother Yuan is interested."

Kou Song and Yuan Guangnai were close friends. When they were young, they studied together in the Imperial College, which was still called Guozixue at that time.

Later, Yuan Guang traveled all over the world, while Curson served as the wine minister in the Imperial College.

Both of them have their own strengths, and they are both Taishan and Beidou-like figures among scholars.

"Brother Yuan, you don't have to go to the Three Treasures Palace for anything. You have just entered the court as an official and have many things to do, but you come to visit me. If you have anything to say, you may as well say it directly."

Yuan Guang sighed.

"The Dali envoys have arrived in Luodu. As far as I know, in addition to three ninth-grade masters, they also brought a Confucian scholar Meng Kuan."

"I'm afraid it's for the purpose of overpowering me, Daxia, in both civil and military aspects."

"That Confucian scholar who is said to be a once-in-a-millennium genius? I have read his articles upside down, and he is indeed very accomplished."

When talking about this topic, both Yuan Guang and Kou Song fell silent.

Although Daxia and Dali are not at war now, they are both major powers in the world and have always been competing with each other.

The three ninth-grade warriors have left Da Xia helpless. If the Wen Dao is suppressed again, it will greatly damage the empress's prestige.

After a moment of silence, Kou Song said, "Then how can I help?"

"Meng Kuan's actions are nothing more than articles and poetry."

"He is a junior, and it's hard for you and me to come forward, so what I mean is that I want to find a few young talents from the Imperial College to dampen Meng Kuan's spirit."

Cou Song shook his head: "There are indeed some outstanding students in the Imperial College, but compared with Meng Kuan, they are not on the same level."

"not a single one?"

Yuan Guang asked.

"not a single one."

Curzon shook his head.

"What should we do? Don't we, the great Xia, have anyone who can compare to Meng Kuan?"