The national teacher does not practice

Chapter 1 My name is Ji Pingan

In the ninth year of Yuanqing, early spring.

Zhou Dynasty, the capital of gods.

"call out!"

A black swift flew over the bustling Chang'an Avenue, over the incense-filled Qingyun Palace, and finally landed on a simple and elegant two-story building in Qin Tianjian.

The rainwater from the eaves slid down and hit the propped-up window panels, exploding in two.

In the tea room, two figures are playing chess.

"Pa... So, that young man is indeed recommended by the national teacher?" The old man with frosty temples, a goatee, and a light blue robe looked curiously at the opposite side.

"The letter written by the national teacher has already been checked, so there is no mistake." Across the brown chessboard, the middle-aged man with white chess in his hand said in a flat tone.

He is dressed in a white official robe, outlining a complex star map with gold thread, with exquisite workmanship, black hair tied with a hosta, a handsome face, deep-set eye sockets, inner vicissitudes, and fine crow's feet at the corners of his eyes revealing that his true age is far beyond his appearance.

Li Guofeng, one of the five supervisors of Qin Tianjian, is also one of the few "sitting well" monks in Shendu.

"The poor Taoist would never doubt it, but he was just surprised," the old man Fuxu sighed with emotion, "I don't want the national teacher to pass away, but there are still students coming to court."

"This son said that he is a villager in Leizhou. Ten years ago, Mr. You Fang lived in his village temporarily, opened a school to give lectures, and gave him a letter when he parted. It is Master Guoshi." Li Guofeng recalled with a smile on his face.

Chen Daoling praised:

"It is indeed the temper of the Master of the National Teacher... Although Pindao is the elder of Qingyun Palace, he does not follow your Qin Tianjian'star official' system. He is the most admired person in this life, but he is the only one of the National Teacher. Looking at Kyushu, there are many sects, no one knows The great Zhou court was able to aspire to become the first dynasty in the Central Plains, and the national teacher deserves the greatest credit?"

The corners of Li Guofeng's mouth turned up slightly, with an expression of admiration.

The entire continent knows that the Grand Master of Zhou is the most amazing and brilliant existence in the past 500 years.

He was born in a humble background and was born in troubled times, but with his own strength, he assisted the first god emperor to set the tripod in the Central Plains, created the "star official" system, and created Qin Tianjian, a holy place for practice in the empire, second only to the national religion and Taoism.

At the beginning of the founding of the country, the world was not stable. Master Guoshi entered the Southern Tang Dynasty alone, went to the Snow Country, suppressed monsters, and flattened the East China Sea... guarding the empire for 400 years, through five emperors.

And the most commendable thing is not these, but the national teacher, although his cultivation is unrivaled, it is said that he walks, sits and lies down, laughs and scolds like an ordinary person, and returns to his innocence.

More than a hundred years ago, Xu Shi was tired of the secular world, and the national teacher could not retreat in the Qin Tianjian. Few people witnessed the true face. Until 13 years ago, he broke through the customs and left, claiming that his time was approaching.

Three years later, the national teacher's natal wooden sign was shattered, and he died, and the whole country was mourned.

An era ends.

Unexpectedly, today, more than ten years later, a dusty young man knocked on the gate of Qin Tianjian with the letter of the national teacher.

"Since it was recommended by the national teacher, why don't you go to see him?" Chen Daoling asked tentatively.

Li Guofeng left Bai Zi, and said lightly: "The national teacher has supported countless younger generations throughout his life, some are amazingly talented, and even more are mediocre. To this person, he can jump from a villager to Qin Tianjian." Splashing chance."

Chen Daoling heard the implication: "This person...has never practiced?"

"Never, and I have already passed the best age, and my future achievements are limited. I think it is a calm mind, suitable for learning. After all, the national teacher's recommendation is eclectic, and I never look at the talent."

This is very euphemistic, obviously, he is not optimistic about this young man.

And another unspoken truth is even crueler:
The national teacher has passed away, and the treatment of the juniors recommended by him will naturally be reduced.

This is the reason why the so-called people take tea to cool down.

Now... After all, it is no longer the era for the Master of the State Teacher to rule the Qin Tianjian.

Chen Daoling sighed uncontrollably, pinched Hei Zi and said, "Is that so... Speaking of which, what's the name of that young man?"

"The surname is Ji, Ji Ping'an."

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As an insignificant doctor in Qin Tianjian, in his 20 years of life, Huang He fantasized countless times to become a member of countless brilliant names in the history of practice.

But things backfired. He studied hard for several years as a student supervisor, but he was still unable to be promoted to "Sichen". After getting the opportunity to practice, he was finally disheartened and chose the position of "Dr. Leoke".

If there is no accident, I will spend the rest of my life in this position. In my old age, I will drink and recall the past, weep and regret for the rest of my life.

Just like most people.

In the morning, he received a task to pick up a "new student" outside the gate and enter the prison.

This made him a little surprised. The spring recruitment was about to end, so it was a bit late for this student to come, but after seeing the young man, his thoughts disappeared.

A young man in a bamboo hat and a white robe was waiting quietly beside the stone lion at the door. Perhaps it was because of the angle that the golden light tore through the gray clouds in the sky and hit him, which was extremely bright because of the angle. .

Incomparably peaceful.

He walked towards Huang He slowly, his eyes were clear and peaceful, and there was a warm smile on the corner of his mouth, which reminded Huang He inexplicably of the portrait drawn by the painter himself on Lingyan Pavilion.

"Are you here to pick me up?" the young man said softly, politely and peacefully.

Huang He was stunned for a moment, nodded instinctively, subconsciously straightened his body, and tensed up as if being inspected. This emotion came suddenly and disappeared in a flash. He was surprised and annoyed in his heart, wondering if he hadn't dealt with people for too long ?

Why are you so cramped?
At the same time, he also found that although the student's robe under the bamboo hat was clean and tidy, it had been washed too many times, and the fabric was white and cheap. Who should have entered the prison without a new suit?

The boots are stained with dust and mud, and they look travel-stained. Did they come to the capital of God from other places?Poor family?No wonder I'm late...

"Excuse me, can I go in?" The young man smiled shyly, "I came all the way from Leizhou, and I'm really tired."

"Of course." Huang He raised his hand with a smile, motioning for him to follow him, and the two passed through the vermilion gate and walked around the screen wall.

A vast stretch of ancient buildings spread out along the bluestone-paved streets, as if it is not a "yamen" but a royal garden.

Everyone who saw this scene for the first time was shocked speechless.

"During the previous dynasty, the Qin Tianjian had only one big yamen, which was responsible for formulating the calendar and observing astronomy. It was not until the National Division was in charge that it was expanded to its current scale. There are four ministries, six courtyards, one lake, and three palaces..."

With his sleeves covered, Huang He proudly introduced the basic situation of Qin Tianjian.

One of the responsibilities of Dr. Lou Ke is to explain these things to the newly recruited "astronomy students" and "yin and yang students". , After several years of study, those who are gifted in practice or have outstanding achievements can be promoted to "Sichen", corresponding to the "inner disciples" of Qingyun Palace, and step into the avenue of practice.

Further up, there is Si Li who corresponds to the "deacon", Jianhou who corresponds to the "elder", and Qintian Jianzheng who is in charge here.

The rest, either entered the "Four Ministries" and served as officials to perform the traditional duties of Qin Tianjian, or became "Dr. Leu Ke" to teach and manage students.

Supervisor, doctor, Sichen, Sili, Jianhou, Jianzheng... There are distinct levels.

Huang He didn't know the origin of the young man, so he preconceived that he was the lowest-ranked student.

According to experience, students from small places are always cramped and nervous at the beginning, or they are too cautious to speak, or they look around excitedly, but this time... it seems to be a little different.

Behind him, the hem of the robe of the travel-stained young man swayed regularly, every time the amplitude was exactly the same.

He admired everything with great interest, and his pace was not hurried or slow, without the slightest nervousness of the first arrival.

Suddenly, Huang He heard the latter's footsteps stop, he turned around, and saw the young man wearing a bamboo hat looking complicatedly at a stone wall covered with ivy not far away.

Huang He looked respectful, and cupped his hands: "This is the 'Xilin Wall', the gate of the original site of Qin Tianjian in the past, and the line of text on it was written by the national teacher himself. Master Master's admonitions must be remembered by future generations of star officials."

Those two lines are as follows:

There are only two things in the world that can deeply shock people's hearts, one is the lofty moral law in our hearts, and the other is the brilliant starry sky above our heads.

The young man looked a little weird, recalling how he felt when he was harassed by the first god emperor with a shameless face, asking for an inscription, and copied Kant's famous quotes with a flick of his head, and wanted to say something:
"Actually...you may be thinking too much..."

However, they didn't speak after all, and the two walked around the Xilin Wall and arrived at the entrance of the registration hall not long after.

There is a table in the entrance of the hall, on which are placed pens, inks, papers and inkstones, and a middle-aged man in a black official robe embroidered with star maps sits and waits.

"Pei Sili, why are you here?" Huang He was greatly surprised, and hurriedly bowed to salute.

Normally, the person in charge of the registration is just an ordinary official. After all, the report is only a poor rural farmer, and he will definitely not disturb such a big man who has real power and can decide him, a little doctor, to keep him alive or dead.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, he doesn't understand.

"You are Ji Ping'an? The person recommended by the national teacher?" Si Li in black passed him, and said with a complicated expression, "Master Jianhou ordered me to enter the register for you. Give him the position of 'Si Chen' and enter the prison to practice."

The young man nodded slightly, with a smile like the warm winter sun on his face, and said sincerely, "Thank you."

Si Chen... recommended by the national teacher... Huang He's mind was buzzing, and he realized that he might have missed something in the first place.

(Moment seeking collection)

(End of this chapter)