Qin Shi Mingyue's infinite punch card

Han Fei wanted to say something else, but Li Si on the side took the lead and said, "Uncle, brother, he was just afraid that you might be offended, so he explained a few more words, please don't take offence."

Le Zhengzi looked at Li Si, and said: "Sure enough, you are from the same lineage, and you don't have any martial arts. Could it be that your master only taught such verbal skills, but didn't teach real skills?"

After the words fell, Ye Chen's complexion changed slightly. There seemed to be thorns in his uncle's words. Although he was scolding the disciple on the surface, he actually pointed the finger at the teacher.

At this time, his big brother can't sit idly by.

Then he cupped his hands and said: "Master misunderstood, it's not that the teacher is not far away to teach skills, it's just that his knowledge and practice are too advanced, and the few of us can't match him, so we have to choose one or two directions to study.

What the two juniors have learned is the great knowledge of saving the country and helping the world, but the disciples are far behind, they only have a little gain in poetry, music and music, and their martial arts are mediocre.

Today I had the honor to meet two senior brothers, Fu Nian and Yan Lu, I hope I can ask a question or two, and I hope the uncle will be successful. "

Le Zhengzi's expression moved slightly, and then a ray of light flashed across his eyes, and he stared at the other party.

Under such eyes, Ye Chen suddenly felt a huge pressure coming on him, as if facing a towering mountain peak, it was difficult to resist.

You must know that although Lezhengzi's reputation is not as great as Xunzi's, he is a sub-sage disciple after all, the most important disciple of Mencius, and his cultivation is absolutely extraordinary.

This change in momentum alone made him a little unbearable, and fine sweat oozes from his forehead, but even so, he never lowered his body, raised his head and looked at the former without humility.

But at this moment, I saw Master Xun gently waving his wide sleeves, and then the huge pressure disappeared in an instant.

Ye Chen also heaved a sigh of relief, his chest heaving continuously.

Le Zhengzi looked unchanged, looked at the former, and asked, "What's your name?"

Ye Chen adjusted his breath and replied, "Disciple Ye Chen."

Le Zhengzi continued: "Since you have made such a request, then I will give you this opportunity."

Then he looked aside and said, "Fu Nian"

Fu Nian understood in her heart, stood up and came to Ye Chen's side, cupped her hands slightly: "I also ask my junior brother to teach me."

"I hope that senior brother will not hesitate to enlighten me."

Ye Chen replied.

Le Zhengzi went on to say: "Although my Confucian school is a place for reading and learning literature, other aspects should not be neglected. Today's discussion has four items, namely poetry, music, swordsmanship, and mathematics. Do you have any objections?"

"I would like to follow the order of my uncle (teacher)."

Le Zhengzi nodded: "Okay then, let's start with Le."

Music is also one of the six arts of Confucianism. It is not only needed during the sacrifice, but also can polish people's state of mind and make the heart more stable.

"Happiness" actually has a lot of requirements, but today is just a discussion, so there are not too many rules, it is good for everyone to show their strengths.

Fu Nian is the chief disciple of Confucianism, so he naturally made an appearance first.

The musical instrument he chose was a bronze chime bell, as the most orthodox sacrificial and court musical instrument, it looked extraordinarily simple and heavy, and it could be said that it fit very well with itself, and it was very suitable for him.

And Fu Nian's performance is also extremely focused, every strike is exact, just like a template, almost no flaws can be picked out.

After a while, the sound of the bell gradually faded away, Fu Nian saluted Le Zhengzi and Xunzi, then turned around and returned to his seat, giving way to the venue.

And then it was time for Ye Chen to perform.

At this time, there was an emerald green jade flute in Ye Chen's hand, and then he put it gently on his mouth and began to play.

The flute sounded, and a strange feeling spread, and everyone present was brought into a wonderful artistic conception, as if they were facing the layer upon layer of waves.

The blue waves are turbulent and the water is rushing, the sea water is slapping the shore, and countless water droplets are splashed out, surging and magnificent!

The music didn't last too long and ended after a few minutes.

At this time, Le Zhengzi's eyes also flashed a hint of surprise, he never expected that the other party would have such an accomplishment in music at such a young age.

Especially the artistic conception in the sound of the flute, unless it has experienced many disturbances and ups and downs in the world, it is difficult to perform.

At this time, he couldn't help being curious about the young man in front of him.

Then he asked, "What song is this, why have I never heard it?"

"This is the song of the tide of the blue sea. It was created unintentionally by my disciples after observing the changes in Sanghai."

Ye Chen replied with a cheeky face, of course he did not compose this piece of music, the original creator was one of the five masters, Dongxie Huang Yaoshi.

As for why I can play this piece, and even the essence can be expressed, I have to start talking about it ten years ago.

At the beginning, Ye Chen was just a young man who had just traveled to this world, and then he awakened a system called infinite check-in.And the first place to check in is Confucian Xiaoshengxian Village.

Relying on his advanced thinking and the memory of his previous life, he successfully joined Confucianism as a commoner orphan, and was accepted as a personal disciple by the famous Master Xun...

Chapter 4 Writing Poetry

For ordinary people, worshiping Xunzi's gate wall is tantamount to seeing the sky in one step.With such a great god covering him, coupled with a golden finger like the system, reaching the pinnacle of life is almost a certainty.

But what he didn't expect was that after completing the first check-in task, the system didn't make any movement anymore. Whether he cried for his father or mother or begged his grandpa to sue his grandma, it didn't have any effect, as if he was paralyzed Same.And this paralysis lasted for ten years!

Ten years also made Ye Chen completely disappointed, and he didn't bother with this cheating system anymore.

But it's not completely fruitless, at least after completing a check-in, the system still gave rewards, one of which was the Bihai Tide Song.

Although this song belongs to the sound wave skill, it is also an excellent performance without using internal force.

Le Zhengzi's eyes flickered when he heard the words, and he thought for a while.

Although Fu Nian's performance is also very good, but it is a bit superficial. In terms of artistic conception, the latter is undoubtedly the winner.

In his heart, he naturally hoped that his disciple would win, but the gap in this round was very obvious, and as a dignified Confucian master, he couldn't be too biased.

Then he said: "In the first round, Ye Chen won."

A slight smile appeared on Ye Chen's face when he heard the words, and he cupped his hands slightly. Since he dared to offer a discussion, he must be quite sure.

"The second match, count."

Counting means counting. As a Confucian disciple, not only martial arts, poetry, books, rituals and music are indispensable, but also proficient in arithmetic.

When the two got the chips, Lezhengzi looked at Xunzi: "Junior brother, let you come up with the title of this game."

Xunzi nodded, thought for a while, and then said, "Today, there are chickens and rabbits in the same cage. There are 35 heads on the top and 94 feet on the bottom. How many are the chickens and rabbits?"

Hearing this question, more than a hundred disciples present were all lost in thought, and even Fu Nian frowned, fiddling with the numbers in his hand to calculate.

But Ye Chen raised his eyebrows, he was quite familiar with this question, and there was a trace of nostalgia in his eyes.