"Then this outfit is right. Qian'er still has good taste. Uncle Bai, just imagine that you are dressed in flowing green clothes, standing alone in the cold wind of this bleak autumn day, holding a sword and holding your head high, with fluttering green sleeves.

, suddenly it was the most beautiful color in this autumn, and the scenery was hard to take away, full of liveliness and high-spirited vitality..."

"Who dares to ignore it? This green color is so conspicuous and dazzling. As long as the eyes are not bad, outsiders will be shocked at the first glance. No matter how arrogant and powerful a woman she is,

I can’t help but take a second look at you... Why aren’t you the protagonist of the whole show?”

Zhao Rong was serious and his tone was firm, "I am undoubtedly a master."

Li Bai: “…………”

He tightened the sword in his arms and said doubtfully: "Why do I feel that what you and Xiao Qian'er said are somewhat similar..."

"How are they similar?"

Li Bai thought about it seriously and nodded, "The tone is a bit unserious... You didn't lie to my uncle, he trusts you so much."

The man holding the sword felt a little melancholy. He sighed: "Especially Xiao Qian'er, I love her so much."

"How could it be? What you said is all the truth."

Zhao Rong ended the next sentence curiously, his eyes unblinking.

He had a tacit understanding with Xiao Qian'er to take over certain matters, and he persuaded Li Bai sincerely.

In the end, it seemed that everyone wanted to snatch the green clothes from the man holding the sword and wear them.

Li Bai frowned, and when he heard the last part, he questioned in his soul, "Wait, that's wrong, then why don't you wear green today?"

If I were to dress like this, I would probably make Xiao Qian'er and Qing Dai laugh to death...

Zhao Rong complained in his heart, frowned slightly, shook his head and sighed: "I want to, but according to the regulations, I have to wear a sacrificial dress honestly, so I can't amaze the whole audience with Uncle Xiaobai. It's a pity."

Li Bai looked at his expression, nodded slowly, touched his chin and fell into deep thought...

After a while, the green man holding a sword was full of energy, gearing up, and waved his hand:

"It's okay. I'll be my uncle and help you put it on today. Hmm, let's go find the place first. Don't be discouraged. If there is a chance in the future, we can dress it together!"

"Well, it's a deal!"

The two gentlemen, one large and one young, reached a high degree of agreement and left with satisfaction.

…

Zhao Rong took Li Bai to find Gu Yiwu first, and then went to meet other students.

In the big tent, Zhao Rong did not waste any time and directly recounted his new arrangement to them.

After all the students heard this...

"What, Tzuyu, you want to change the ritual of reporting one's merits to heaven and earth! You need to change both the Temple of Heaven and the Earth Temple?!"

Gu Yiwu was surprised and his tone was a bit unbelievable.

All the students also looked at each other in confusion.

Everyone mainly thought...he was crazy.

Zhao Rong nodded calmly.

Gu Yiwu's eyes widened and he glanced at the brightening sky.

"No, this is about to start. How can we change it temporarily? I think it was good before..."

"But it's not good enough." Zhao Rong interrupted: "So we have to start changing it immediately. Time is very tight and there is no time to say more! Follow me."

The young Confucian scholar did as he was told and took the lead to leave the tent, acting vigorously and resolutely.

Gu Yiwu was speechless. Seeing this, he had no choice but to swallow his words and lead everyone out.

The young Confucian scholar took the lead, and everyone followed, and they walked quickly to the Temple of Earth in Dongshan.

Along the way, I met some Dali officials greeting the female officers of Lefangsi. Zhao Rong, who was walking at the front, ignored them and stared straight ahead.

Everyone looked at him in surprise.

Young Confucian scholar rear.

Gu Yiwu looked at each other with equally puzzled classmates.

He frowned and tried to ask: "Tzuyu, are we making too much of a fuss? The ceremony is about to begin, and things can easily go wrong if we change the order in the morning or evening."

Zhao Rong shook his head vigorously, "No, on the contrary, we were too lazy and careless before, and almost did what the leisurely Mr. Meng expected. We fell short and returned in a hurry..."

Gu Yiwu was stunned, clenched his fist and said: "Ziyu, you mean..."

Zhao Rong nodded and didn't say anything more. After all, he was the academy teacher.

The young Confucian scholar suddenly stopped, turned around, and scanned the students one by one. They trusted him and walked with him here.

"Gentlemen, this time, I was negligent before. This time, I want to hold a perfect Zen ceremony! Gentlemen, please help me!"

Everyone stared at the young Confucian scholar who had never looked so serious.

Some students who had just woken up and felt sleepy also woke up and stared at him intently...

Gu Yiwu pursed his lower lip, "Ziyu, I didn't mean to say something depressing. In fact, I have always felt that no matter how we change it, the result should be the same... Is it possible that it can really cause strange phenomena in the world?"

They are students who have just started to learn etiquette. It is estimated that even if Meng Xuezheng comes to do it lightly, there is no guarantee that it can trigger the vision of heaven and earth...

The burly Confucian scholar sounded joking, but the young Confucian scholar did not laugh along with him.

Zhao Rong looked at Gu Yiwu intently, his hands naturally dropped, and he stopped touching the things in his sleeves.

His hands were empty, but he stood there, facing the disappointed students.

"I can't guarantee it."

He shook his head.

"I can only promise that I will try my best to do it. This is the promise I made to you before coming down the mountain to Dali. Maybe you have forgotten it and just treat it as a temporary enthusiasm."

Gu Yiwu and others were silent:

Zhao Rong glanced at everyone's faces one by one.

Then, he lowered his head and rolled up his sleeves. His expression could not be seen, and he could only hear a soft voice:

"But I have not forgotten it. I have always remembered it. The enthusiasm is still there, and I can drink ice without getting cold."

Gu Yiwu and some students couldn't help but look moved.

The man lowered his head and had a slender figure, and continued to speak calmly:

"I have experienced a lot of things in the past few days when I went down the mountain, but no matter how many things happened, I never forgot the purpose of my original decision to go down the mountain..."

He suddenly raised his head, "I'm going to slap her hard on the face, and lead you to use the most magnificent gift to crush this etiquette gentleman's fussy little gift, a little gift filled with arrogance and prejudice!"

The words that echoed around were not sonorous and powerful, but they were clear and firm.

The gaze that looked directly at the students was unwavering.

Some people were stunned.

Someone avoided looking.

Some people bowed their heads in shame.

At the end, when Zhao Rong suddenly turned around and silently walked towards the Temple of Earth in the distance...

A sound of footsteps.

Two footsteps.

Three footsteps...

Footsteps sounded one after another, and the directions were surprisingly consistent.

This time, no one hesitated, doubted or backed down.

All the students silently followed the young Confucian scholar's back and walked forward!

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Chapter completed!