The sky is clear, the weather is clean, the wind is smooth, and the sun is shining. On this day, people come and go on the streets, and there are endless people and vendors from all over the place. The streets are full of students from hundreds of families and famous people with great virtue and talent.

They all face one direction, that is Jixia Academy. The so-called Jixia Academy is a piece of land opened by Jiang Xiaobai outside the city. There was a female wall built where it was built. There was a round platform of 200 long and 200 wide. There were seats below, which were placed around this platform. It could accommodate thousands of people, or even tens of thousands. The most important thing was that there were soldiers here to guard it. It was not that easy for ordinary people to enter.

There is a thatched hut behind the wall, so that it will rain suddenly and they can shelter from the rain in time. After all, there are older people among them, more or less, they should be considerate.

Jiang Xiaobai looked at the soldiers coming and going on the side of the city wall, touched his beards, and smiled for a while: "Jixia Academy! A strange thing that has been through the ages, hahahahahahaha!"

"The king's merits are the three emperors, and his virtues are superior to the five emperors!" Diao Ya, who was standing beside him, responded.

"Okay! Well said!"

Guan Zhong and Bao Shuya two idle men stood at the gate of the palace, looking at the thousands or even tens of thousands of people, then touched their beards and smiled: "I am Guan Zhong from Qi State! I salute you all gentlemen!"

"I dare not...I dare not...!" Everyone hurriedly replied.

Guan Zhong stood up slowly and looked at everyone and said, "Because there are too many people, but the weather is hot, I will make a decision and ask a few old gentlemen to go in first! I wonder if it makes sense for you!"

When everyone heard this, they were a little complacent and a little underestimated. Some of them seemed to be nothing. There were probably only a few people who could be called old men, but no one jumped out to object. Who told them that this is their territory? They had the final say?

"Okay, since it's meaningless! Let's talk about it by Lord Bao!" Guan Zhong touched his beard and pointed at Bao Shuya who was standing beside him.

"Yes!" Everyone said together.

Bao Shuya took a step forward, took the lead in bowing, and then smiled and said, "Everyone is going to give Bao Shuya another one, so be sure to give me any rude things!"

"Please! Confucian Confucius! Mencius! Master Dong is invited to come in!" Bao Shuya pointed the names of three people in a row. As for why Dong Zhongshu is called Dong Zhongshu, he actually has his own considerations. This guy is also called a saint in history. In addition, he is the prime minister of Yan State, so he has to give some face.

"Please, old friend!" Confucius took the lead in making a hand gesture of asking for help.

"Please, Master!" Mencius held his clothes and looked full of energy. The hair on his head seemed very thin, but he could feel his wisdom through his eyes. He was dressed in gray clothes and seemed calm and free. He was 1.7 meters tall, but he was always one step slower than Confucius, and Confucius also walked forward. Dong Zhongshu was always like a child, seven or eight steps slower than the two, and followed closely. Bao Shuya and his friends called him, but he had to abide by some rules.

The seventy-two sages followed behind Confucius, which were not enough. There were only a few more than 40 people. The other thirty people were probably not here for some reasons, but no one underestimated these forty people. They were more or less capable.

A large group of people went inside. Bao Shuya and Guan Zhong kept maintaining a respectful ecology, then cleared their throats and said, "Taoist! I'm!"

Then he saw a man riding a green cow, holding a crutch in his hand, and a small gourd hanging on it, with a childish face, seven feet long, and wearing a white dress. The Liangyi Bagua diagram behind him seemed very obvious. He stroked his snow-white beard, looked around with his eyes smiling, nodded from time to time, and urged the green cow under his crotch to go in.

"Who is this guy, Master? Why is this so......" Jiang Wei said with confusion.

Jiang Ziya, who had been closing his eyes to rest, opened his eyes at this moment, looked at me, and sighed: "This person has great virtue and talent, and has a peaceful fortune. He is a saint!"

"Master, what do you mean?" Guo Ziyi touched her head and looked at Jiang Ziya with confusion.

"Don't ask! Have a good rest! I'll get in there later, but it's not that casual." Jiang Ziya said impatiently. How long has it been since his boring heart, when will his boring heart be so boring and excited as he is now?

"oh!"

I rode the green cow and walked inside, but no one stopped him and let him go in.

"Mozi!" Bao Shuya summoned and touched his beard and shouted.

I saw a wooden sword behind his back. He was eight feet tall, with a plain face, wearing a black shirt, and a dark face. He gave people a gloomy feeling. But those who knew him understood that this guy advocated love and attacking. The wooden sword behind him was just a decoration. The sword did not open its edge. The difference between his sword and others was that he was made of chicken bone vine. Its hardness was enough to withstand ordinary sharp swords. The others were also wooden swords behind him, and they were all following behind him.

"Soldiers! Grandson!" Bao Shuya smiled. This guy was the highlight. Jiang Xiaobai attached great importance to him, and even Jiang Xiaobai was ready to convince him personally.

One of them saw a man walking towards everyone with a lonely expression, wearing green clothes, followed by two children, with endless depression in their eyes, everyone began to discuss, is this a grandson? Is this a grandson that is still a fearful grandson? How could it become like this now?

Bao Shuya looked at him and looked at Guan Zhong beside him. Guan Zhong shook his head and signaled him not to move around. Looking at his grandson passing by, Guan Zhong remained silent. What did this guy go through? He would become like this now.

When his grandson saw Guan Zhong, he nodded politely. Guan Zhong also replied with a greeting. The two were quite friendly.

Seeing that the weather was getting hotter and hotter, Guan Zhong summoned Bao Shuya and signaled him to move faster.

"Zou Yan, Yin-Yang family, Xu Xing, farmer, and Li Qing, Legal family!" Bao Shuya pointed the three of them in one breath.

An old man stretched his waist and his body was still ragged, but there were some well-dressed disciples behind him. Oh no! He was a clean-dressed disciple.

"Why is this old man?" Jiang Wei pointed at the old man and said with embarrassment. This old man turned out to be a Yin-Yang family.

Jiang Ziya opened her eyes and looked at the surprised Jiang Wei, and said in confusion: "You know this old monster Zou!"
Chapter completed!