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Chapter 952

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    Although people in the fairy world are panicked, those who are shrouded in this kind of panic are mainly from the sixth heaven to the eighth heaven, and only a few people from other walks of life have a premonition of the coming danger.

    Most people don't know what happened in the fairyland, so they can enjoy the joy of ignorance to their heart's content.

    But this kind of happiness obviously does not belong to the disciples and elders of Xiandaomen.

    Confucianism, Liufeng College.

    After Elder Ge founded the Confucian world, with the increasing number of Confucian scholars, Elder Ge not only increased his strength, but also became increasingly busy with trivial matters.

    In order to maintain his suave and suave image and not be damaged by trivial matters, Elder Ge held back for two days, preparing to set up the headquarters of Liufeng Academy.

    As soon as he thought that he could get rid of the dunya, Elder Ge, who was "unhealthy", jumped up and walked towards a handsome and cold boy.

    When I got close to the front, I realized that I was still sick?  Immediately stopped, and waved to Jun Yan.

    "Ahem, Junyan, go and call me all the people on this list."

    A young man named Junyan came over and caught a piece of paper thrown by his master. There were twelve names on it: "Junshi, Junjie, JunyiJunyan."

    Seeing that his name was still there, and seeing the joy on the face of the world master, like a spring breeze, Junyan was also infected, and there was a little smile on his face.

    Elder Ge looked at the smile on Junyan's face, and the smile in his eyes deepened.

    Just do it for me, I shouldn't be this exhausted old scalper.

    After that, he lay down on the soft couch to rest, tapping his fingers on the coffee table, beating a faster beat.

    After a while, twelve elegant and handsome young people in white clothes appeared in the small courtyard. Their gestures were full of romance, some were chic, some were handsome, some were resolute, some were tall, and the twelve  The appearance of young people unexpectedly made the yard look cramped all of a sudden.

    "Master! The senior brothers are here." Jun Yan walked to the front, told Elder Ge who was dozing off, and then walked behind the senior brothers.

    Elder Ge didn't fall asleep at all, but in order to see the patience of these people, he simply forced his eyes to count the masters and asked him to copy the hadiths all over the place.

    In the end, I was so angry that I couldn't pretend anymore, so I leisurely opened my eyes.

    "Are you here?" Elder Ge pretended to be surprised, and then said slightly angrily to the handsome young man, "Junyan, why didn't you wake up the old man and let your senior brothers wait for me here?"

    "Master, this disciple knows his mistake." The young man named Junyan didn't make any excuses, he folded his hands and bowed slightly to admit his mistake, his face remained normal.

    The master just said something to himself, it's nothing, just let the master have a good rest for a while.

    "Master, all the senior brothers just want you to take a good rest, so that Junior Brother Junyan won't wake you up." A thin young man came out and said, cupping his hands.

    Junyan raised his hand to look at the third senior brother Junjie, who gave him a reassuring look, and all the senior brothers also gave him encouraging looks.

    Elder Ge had a panoramic view of everyone's expressions, but continued to pretend not to know, "cough!" twice.

    Well, these guys still want to deceive me, but it¡¯s okay, it¡¯s best for all the brothers and sisters to love each other, just like the Immortal Daomen the Immortal Daomen?  Does the leader often coax Chen Heitan and the others like this, even us old men?

    Shouldn't it?  Elder Ge said to himself in his heart.

    "Ahem, the twelve of you are the first to study with me, and you are also the best among the first batch of students." Elder Ge said something, paused, and saw that everyone was as respectful as before, and he was not complacent at all because of his praise.

    However, the disciples were not happy, but Elder Ge himself was happy. It seemed that he had chosen the right person.

    "Thank you, master, for your teaching." The leader Gongshou Junshi replied.

    Then everyone clasped their hands and replied in unison: "Thank you, Master, for teaching."

    Elder Ge gestured for everyone to sit down, "There are more and more Confucian scholars in our Confucian world, and you have basically completed your studies. There is not much that I can teach you as a teacher."

    After a pause, he continued "So, I guess"

    Seeing Elder Ge's embarrassing expression, everyone was taken aback, with a bleak look on their faces. Does this mean we are being asked to leave the academy?  The master is indeed too tired, but he doesn't want to leave here.

    ? When Elder Ge first arrived, the disciples he recruited were all children who could not afford to read, but now most of them have achieved success in learning and are very respected in the Confucian world, so they respect Elder Ge very much.

    ?Different from the feelings towards ordinary wives, there is a kind of grace in itand the grace of regeneration.

    Elder Ge panicked when he saw it. Could it be that they are not willing to take charge of these things?

    "I would like to trouble you to share the specific affairs of the Confucian world for the teacher. It is also an experience for your abilities. What do you think?" Elder Ge said, worried that the disciples would disagree, and told them about the experience.

    But the more I talked, the more I felt that this scene was very familiar, as if I had seen it often.

    Hearing this, all the disciples were overjoyed, and the melancholy look on their faces disappeared. It turned out that the master just wanted to arrange something for them to do.

    Immediately, everyone stood up and replied: "The disciple obeys the master's arrangement." The smile on their faces was mainly because they could continue to listen to the master's teaching.

    But what they didn't expect was that they agreed to the master's request, which turned a group of handsome and handsome young men into young and mature academic masters.

    Seeing their expressions, Elder Ge's joyful wrinkled face turned into a chrysanthemum.

    "Okay, I have a detailed college management method here. Junshi, Junjie, and Junyi, the three of you are responsible for dividing all the students in the Confucian world into twelve colleges, and each of you is responsible for one college."

    "My place will be called the headquarters of Liufeng Academy from now on. Don't come here if there is no serious matter. As a teacher, I need to rest and practice for a period of time."

    As he said that, he directly killed a group of people. Looking at the empty yard, Elder Ge was full of joy.

    "You really know how to find Qingjing?" Elder Jiantian forced his eyes out of the room, and stood beside him was Elder Xiao who also looked contemptuous.

    Elder Ge ignored him at all, and went to set up the enchantment while reciting poems. He planned to seal the hill directly, and prevent those disciples who deal with trivial matters from coming to him.

    The headquarters of the so-called Liufeng Academy is on top of a hill. There is only a small courtyard with white walls and gray tiles. A row of green bamboos sway in the courtyard. The green hills are accompanied by green water, and the breeze blows white clouds. It looks like a small farmyard.  No one would have imagined that the master of the Confucian world lived such a simple life.

    In the words of Elder Ge, this is called: "Back to nature, enjoy nature."

    Elder Ge selected the twelve most outstanding students from the first group of students he cultivated. All the Confucian students were divided into twelve colleges, and each of the twelve students was in one college.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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