Chapter 571: Cai Daru

Seeing the scholar in front of him, Yi Tianxing's mind suddenly appeared those civil servants and censors in the Ming Dynasty.

Everyone is desperately fighting against the emperor, any trivial matter can be admonished with death. Not only was he not afraid of being hit by the imperial staff, but he also wished to be beaten to death directly. As long as he was beaten to death, his name would be remembered through the ages. This kind of thing became a trend in the Ming Dynasty. I don’t know how many ministers followed up Desperately walk on the road to death.

The incomparably dead Happy.

Yi Tianxing felt weird just thinking about it, it was a group of weird emperors and a group of weird ministers.

The bullshit has been passed down through the ages, until now, how many people remember who was beaten to death by the imperial staff in the Ming Dynasty.

But the difference in front of him is that this is guarding the Jixia Academy. This is a holy place in the minds of all scholars, even the people of the human race. If he dies to protect the holy place, even if he dies, he can still live forever.

Yi Tianxing understands this very well.

"Brother, I don't know how many people there are in the academy today."

Yi Tianxing asked.

"Probably no less than 20,000 to 30,000 people, all of whom were the people of the human race who came to the vicinity when the Ten Thousand Realms merged, gathered in the academy, and used the power of the academy to protect their own lives."

The scholar said slowly, but there was a hint of worry in his eyes.

"There are so many." Yi Tianxing heard, his heart sank slightly, and said: "Now Jixia Academy is under siege, with tens of thousands of people, it is only a matter of food, but it is extremely difficult. All kinds of materials must be extremely scarce. I'm afraid everyone's life here is very difficult."

A person's life is basic necessities of life.

The sky and the earth are big, and the food is the biggest. It is impossible for anyone to live comfortably when they are hungry.

"Although it is difficult, there are experts in the farm who study the secrets of the farm and grow as much food as possible. In terms of food, it can be barely supplied, but there are not many places where the school is located. , Many times, food needs to be rationed. It is said that there is a powerful and unique supernatural power in the farmhouse, called - plucking seedlings to encourage growth!! It can quickly make food mature in a short period of time. However, it is really difficult to cultivate successfully .”

The scholar sighed and said, with a hint of longing in his expression.

He used to be a scholar from the outside world, from different dynasties, he was a scholar in the Song Dynasty, and he had an instinctive admiration and fanaticism for Jixia Academy. Entering the Jixia Academy, even if there are no original scholars and teachers in the academy, you can understand from the various classics left by them that in the heyday of the Jixia Academy, hundreds of schools of thought gathered, each The brilliance of various ideas and the collision of various theories.

Each school has unique abilities.

The farm family's talents in growing food, planting spiritual plants and spiritual medicines, and various unique magical powers are incredible.

"Look, here is the good land cultivated by the children of the farm family. There are only ten acres of land, which is already the largest area that can be cultivated. Other places are not suitable for farming, and they cannot continue to expand. Ten acres of good land, under the cultivation of the children of the farm family, Although it can be harvested once a month, the food that can be obtained can only be barely supplied. There are still some vegetables and fruits that need to be planted."

The scholar led Yi Tianxing into the academy, and what caught his eyes was a golden paddy field. In this paddy field, a large number of farm children dressed as farmers were weeding the paddy field. When they waved their hands, a cloud of rain condensed on the top of their heads. Clouds, a little spiritual rain drifting down. Under the nourishment of the spiritual rain, the rice in the rice field became more vigorous and seemed to become more mature all of a sudden. Brilliant and very attractive.

The magical spell of the farmhouse - Xiaoyunyushu! !

In fact,

The real magical power of the farm is - spring wind turns rain! !

It's just that spring wind turns rain, and a life aperture needs to be opened up. Before the life opening is opened up, one can only gather talismans and use talismans to cast spells. Although the effect cannot be compared with the real magical power of fate, it still has a strong power of nurturing. Can make all things grow.

"Sure enough, there is something unique about this little cloud and rain technique. It can directly use itself as a true essence, condense the vitality of heaven and earth, and turn it into spiritual rain. Although the duration is not long and the coverage area is not large, it is the best way to promote plant growth one."

Yi Tianxing saw it and nodded secretly in his heart.

Even their method of hoeing is not simple.

Going down with a hoe is not as simple as just going down with a hoe. Instead, it contains a strange force, which makes the hoe contain power, directly shatters the soil under the hoe, and allows the fertility in the land to be evenly integrated into every inch of soil, instead of having more in one place and less in one place. . It can also remove snakes, rats, insects and ants hidden in the dead soil. Bury their corpses together under the ground, turn them into nutrients, and turn them into the fertility of the soil.

This approach is silent. From the outside, if you don't look carefully, you can hardly see any clues. It can be seen that the means of the peasant family are also extraordinary.

"Xiao Linzi, why are you here? Who is this person? Why have you never seen him before? Could it be that he is new here?"

An old farmer who was cultivating in the rice field raised his eyes and looked over. After seeing the scholar and Yi Tianxing, he smiled kindly and said a little strangely.

"Old Mu, this person just came to our academy from outside. He is from our own race, not a foreign race. He just came in, so I took him to find Mr. Cai." The scholar did not discriminate against the peasants, but instead Show a respectful color.

The peasant family is also one of the hundreds of families. Without a peasant family, all of them will starve to death, and no one will survive. These are the parents of food and clothing, and their status in the school palace is not low. No one will disrespect them.

"Mister, my surname is Yi, Yi Tianxing. I have met Mr. Mu."

Yi Tianxing also smiled and nodded to the old man in front of him.

"Okay, my name is Mu Sen. Everyone calls me Old Man Mu. This old bone can't go to the battlefield, can't fight, and can only plan some food for everyone in the field. Contribute a little bit of strength."

The old man was also extremely friendly.

In the academy, there seems to be no contention.

We all come from all over the world, even from different worlds, and the ultimate goal is to survive. In order to survive, everything else can be put aside. No one wants to turn the blade on their own.

"By the way, I haven't introduced you to you after talking for so long. The student's surname is Lin and Lin Hai. In the academy, he is just a late student. This time, Brother Yi came here, and he will be a classmate and friend in the academy from now on. Comrades fighting side by side." Lin Hai said with a smile.

"Brother Lin, according to what Brother Lin said, all the former students and teachers of the academy have disappeared. The one who presides over the academy here is a great Confucian surnamed Cai. If I dare to ask, I don't know which great Confucian it is."

Yi Tianxing was a little curious, and asked with his mouth open.

Great Confucianism can’t just be said casually, it’s not a self-proclaimed Great Confucianism, but it needs to be recognized by the people of the world, even literati and scholars, and thousands of scholars can finally be called a Great Confucianism. Being able to be respected as a great Confucian in the academy, one can already imagine that the other party definitely has real talents and learning, and, if he is virtuous, he must be highly respected and admired by others.

Only in this way can people be called a great Confucian in the academy.

In history, there are not many great scholars with the surname Cai, but in the case of the fusion of all worlds, no one can be completely sure who it will be.

"It's Cai Yong and Cai Daru."

Lin Hai said with a look of admiration.

"Cai Yong?"

When Yi Tianxing heard it, the shock in his heart swept like a tide.

Cai Yong? Is my father-in-law?

Even if you think about it, you can feel a burst of disbelief in your whole mind.

Cai Yong, courtesy name Bo Jie. A native of Yu, Chenliu County. A famous writer and calligrapher in the Eastern Han Dynasty, and the father of Cai Wenji, a talented woman. Because he became a general of Zuo Zhonglang, later generations called him "Cai Zhonglang".

Moreover, he is also proficient in temperament and talented, and he is a teacher of the famous scholar Hu Guang. In addition to being proficient in classics and history, good at Ci Fu and other literature, Cai Yong is proficient in calligraphy in seal script and official script. In particular, official script has the deepest attainments and the highest reputation, and has the evaluation of "Cai Yong's script has a profound backbone, is refreshing and has supernatural power". The creation of the "Feibai" calligraphy style has a great influence on later generations. Zhang Huaiguan of the Tang Dynasty commented on Cai Yongfei's white book as "unsurpassedly wonderful, moving and combining magic skills" in "Shu Duan".

Throughout his life, he especially liked to collect all kinds of rare and ancient books, as long as he hadn't read them himself, he would try his best to collect them. He collected more than 10,000 volumes of books in his life, and still kept 4,000 volumes in his later years. There are twenty volumes of anthology, which were lost early.

The books at that time were made of bamboo slips, and the amount of bamboo slips used in every ancient book was calculated by cart. It is immeasurable to collect so many of them. Amazing.

No matter which aspect it is, Cai Yong is enough to be called a great Confucian. His status as a great Confucianist is absolutely beyond doubt. In the late Han Dynasty, its status was also one of the few in the world.

The knowledge is naturally profound.

Seriously, only in terms of knowledge and status at that time, Huang Chengyan would be inferior to Cai Yong. There is a certain gap in fame and status.

His conduct and virtue are all praiseworthy.

Yi Tianxing already knew a story about Cai Yong.

According to legend, Cai Yong's mother was ill for three years, but he never took off his clothes and slept for 70 days no matter whether it was midsummer, severe winter or climate change. After my mother passed away, she built a house next to the tomb to live in and guard her, and she followed the rules of etiquette in every movement and movement.

A rabbit hopped docilely beside his house, and there were even branches of wood. People from far and near felt strange, and many people came to watch. He lives with his uncle, uncle and brother, and the family has not been separated for three generations. People in the village praise him for his good conduct.

It can be seen that his name as a great Confucianism is well deserved. No discount whatsoever.

"Is this really fate? It's also a great joy to meet my father-in-law. In this way, relying on my own status, it will be easier to convince him. Jixia Academy is more than half sure that I can completely In control."

Yi Tianxing took a deep breath, and there was a hint of joy in the corner of his eyes.

It was a pleasant surprise.