Chapter 5249

"I'm done, how about it?"

Lu Yu stood up and asked lightly.

Lu Yu had long noticed that when he was writing, the great Confucian's spiritual consciousness had been falling on his blank paper.

I'm afraid that what Lu Yu wrote has long been seen by that great scholar.

When the others saw this scene, they all began to sneer.

When other people presented the papers, they were presented with both hands, respectfully.

But now Lu Yu stood up and asked directly, without any courtesy at all.

The title was "What is the etiquette", but Lu Yu's current attitude has nothing to do with the number of etiquette.

But suddenly, a burst of hearty laughter interrupted everyone's thoughts.

"Hahahaha! After waiting for almost a day, I finally have one that catches my eye."

I saw the great Confucian, who had been sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly stood up and laughed out loud.

He looked at Lu Yu with relief: "You can go up."

"it is good!"

Lu Yu nodded and walked directly up the steps.

For a while, all the students were stunned in place, stiff and at a loss.

They came here, I don't know how long it took, many people wrote several articles, but they stayed here in the end.

And Lu Yu just wrote an article, but he was able to pass and enter it smoothly.

This is simply incredible!

"What did he write?"

Many people couldn't sit still anymore, and went to the desk one after another, ready to watch.

However, when they saw the previous few sentences, their expressions suddenly changed, and some couldn't believe their eyes.

And at this moment, a gust of breeze suddenly blew, and the paper on the table was turned into ashes by the breeze!

Everyone was shocked.

"Let you practice more on weekdays, you have to listen. Now that you see a master in front of you, you can't even figure out what's going on." There was a cold reprimand from a great scholar in the distance.

A student said in amazement: "I remember this paper, it was Xia Chou paper purchased by the school, why did it turn into ashes?"

Xia Chou paper, although not as good as Zhang's Zijin page, is also a very strong and high-end paper. Only top universities like Jixia Academy have the financial resources to use such paper on a large scale.

The great Confucian snorted coldly: "The frog at the bottom of the well! The article written by the young man just now, Xia Chouzhi couldn't bear it, and naturally it would shatter."

"Do you think he really doesn't understand etiquette? If he held it up, I'm afraid the paper would be turned to ashes at that time. You guys, if you don't know anything, you should read more books and gain insight!"

Hearing this reprimand, all the students present were stunned and froze in place.

At this moment, Lu Yu had come to Wen Sheng's residence.

As far as the eye can see, it is a very simple farmyard, which is exactly the same as Yisheng's residence, except that no crops are planted outside.

In the farmyard at the moment.

Five disciples of Jixia Academy were listening to Xun Sheng's sermon.

The holy sound lingered around the beam for three days without interruption. Every sound seemed to be able to cause the vibration of the law of the heavens and the earth in all directions, which was quite mysterious.

Lu Yu stood outside the door and listened quietly, unconsciously fascinated.

After an incense stick, Xun Sheng's voice stopped abruptly, followed by an old voice.

"After going back, Haosheng practice, let's go!"

The five disciples stood up and saluted, and were about to go out when they suddenly saw Lu Yu standing outside the door.

"The saint's sermon is over, this junior brother, you should go back." A disciple looked at Lu Yu with regret and shook his head.