MTL - For a Prosperous World-Chapter 455 : 1 eye is enough

The streets in the city are noisy, and the businessmen on the road are driving cattle and horses. The cars behind them are carrying various goods. I heard that some of them were brought from the Western Region. Commodities always need some gimmicks, saying that they are novelty items from the Western Regions, and their items will be easier to sell.

It's already winter, and the fields in the farmer's home have been harvested. They will be much more relaxed during the winter season and will come to the market when they are free. In the new year, they have to buy something new.

Under a house by the road, a child was sitting by the door, frowning and holding a book. Books today are not so scarce, and they were popular a few years ago. Now there is a library across a few streets, where you can read books every day, and you can buy one for a few copper coins.

Judging by the age and appearance of the child, it should be that his hometown school is about to take an exam. He hasn't prepared much yet, I'm afraid he won't be able to go home and face the board.

Several young scholars walked down the street with a smile, all of them wearing uniform blue and white robes, and passers-by who saw their clothes showed some envious eyes.

If you are bringing children, you will also tell your own children that you will learn like those people in the future.

This is Xuchang, and there is a hundred schools of Chinese learning nearby, and those students are wearing the uniforms of the academy. The students of Hundred Schools are all students who have been admitted from state schools in various places, and the excellent ones can be directly appointed by the Korean assessment. Therefore, in the eyes of the people, they will rarely say that they will be major officials.

The students in those academies are also proud of the spring breeze. They are at the best age in their lives, they also have their own hopes for the future, and they have the blood to fight and serve them. At this time, everything they have is the best.

The street is really lively. The Lantern Festival will be held in a few days. At that time, every house will hang a lamp in front of the door. It will not be closed overnight, and the night market will be opened. All night celebration and sacrifice.

That's why the businessmen rushed back to the city at this time, and the college was also on vacation so that the scholars could go sightseeing on the street.

A person in gray-white clothes walked between the crowd with a bucket-crawler, holding a black stick in her arms, and seemed a little out of step with the noisy streets around her. She walked quietly across the street.

Sometimes she looked at the peasants who were walking by the side of the road with a smile. Sometimes she would stand by the merchant's shop and see what was on it. Sometimes she stood silently outside the door of a bookstore, watching the scholars inside read. The bookstore shop saw her and asked her to come in with a smile, and she just smiled and shook her hand.

On this way, Gu Nan inquired about many things, and she knew that at this time, it seemed that only twenty years had passed since the Battle of Chibi.

But everything has changed too much.

She asked a passerby the clear way to Baijia Guoxue and headed there.

The academy was built on a mountain, and there was a long stone stairway in the mountain road, which was called Shushan Road.

There are a lot of people in front of the mountain road, and the examinations of the universities in the prefectures were completed years ago, so this is the time when students from all over come to enroll.

Gu Nan didn't approach, but stood far away from a tree, watching the students get their own entrance sign in front of the mountain, step by step over the stone steps, and walked towards the mountain.

Their bodies are very straight, all eyes are longing for and expecting for what they ask for, and their looks are full of spirit. This is their pride, because what they have learned, and this is their ambition, because they must start here and do something.

Gu Nan, who was standing under the tree, smiled to himself, turned around and walked down the mountain in the opposite direction.

At a separate intersection at the foot of the mountain, Gu Nan stopped at the intersection. A young scholar came in front of her, carrying a backpack, dusty servants, sweating on her forehead, and seemed to be anxious.

He came here to report, but previously went the wrong way.

The scholar saw the fork in front of him and looked even more anxious. He couldn't tell which way was right.

At this moment, he saw Gu Nan at the intersection, walked up and asked.

"This gentleman, dare to ask how do you know the way to Baijia Academy?"

"Oh." Gu Nan turned back with a slight smile, pointing a way.

"Over there."

The scholar thanked him and hurried to the academy.

Gu Nan was standing there, watching him go away.

As she said, she won't be the one who has reached the end and attracted the attention of thousands of people for generations. All she can do is stand at the intersection and show everyone the way to come.

She hoped that the academy would be the intersection, and everyone passing by would eventually reach their end and accomplish what they had learned.

Perhaps what every predecessor has done is just that, and whether they are right or wrong, what they have done is just for future generations, pointing out a way that may be possible.

Maybe they are wrong and scolded by thousands of people, or maybe they are right, but few people trace the source.

But they have always stood there, for generations, to pave the way for the correct Tongtian Avenue that will eventually appear.

Gu Nan dropped her hand and was ready to leave.

But suddenly a voice appeared in her ear, Wen asked to her.

"Don't you go and take a closer look, this golden age that you asked me for in death."

She was not surprised, but turned her back, looked up at the clear sky, and smiled.

"No need, prosperous, no one like me. I have glanced enough."

Having said that, on that road, go silently.

At the intersection, there was a long silence.

It was probably a gust of wind before the voice appeared again, sighing.

"Why bother?"

The sound is very light, far away in the mountains.

Even at this prosperous time, it would be another chaos in hundreds of years. It ’s said that the world is not kind, but the kind is chaotic, it ’s just human heart ...

The Lantern Festival sacrifice began in the night, and the lights illuminated the whole city, making this night like daylight, the fire light and the starlight in the sky contrasted, reflecting a beautiful view of the world.

Guo Jia was going to go out, but when he came to the door, the guard suddenly reported to him that a strange man sent a letter today. The man was wearing a bucket hat and was wearing white clothes.

He took the letter stupidly, and the swaying lights in front of the door illuminated the four words on the letter that had not been opened.

Fengxiao Qinqi ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ The streets in the city are very lively, but in front of a house, it is a bit deserted.

A woman is sitting in front of the door. She is wearing a military robe, which is rarely seen at home. There was only one lamp in front of the gate of the house, the light was dim, shining on the woman's face.

Her age is also middle age, but because of the relationship between Xi Wu, she does not seem to have grown too old, and her looks are still immature.

She leaned against the door and watched the bright lights in the city.

"Here." The door was pushed open, and another woman stood in the door of the house and whispered with her eyes lowered.

"Qier, come back early, it's cold outside."

The woman named Qier turned her head and said, "Well, I know. Sister Xier, go back first."

"That's good." The woman in the door nodded helplessly, and covered the door gently.

The winter wind blows people's faces dry and cold, and the woman sits in front of the door, wondering what she is thinking.

A footstep came toward the cold gate of the house, and stopped slowly when it came to the house.

After a while, a somewhat jerky voice asked.

"Girl, what are you sitting here for?"

The woman sitting in front of the door stared at Wanjia's lights, saying, "I'm waiting for someone."

Someone who won't come.

"Well." The voice answered, and the sound of footsteps seemed to go further, but finally stopped.

On the street Gu Nan picked up his bucket bucket and looked at Ling Qi.

"Qier."

Lingqi's body paused, and she turned back halfway.

Gu Nan stood there and smiled at her.

The man in front of the door had red eyes.

A lamp stayed in the door, and it was as old as ever.

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