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"Rong Yan once gave Nangong Si a quiver, which was made by Mrs. Rong herself."

"..."

Suddenly seeing the records related to these old friends, Mo Ran couldn't help but sigh, and his eyes dimmed slightly.

Ye Wangxi has been traveling all over the world these years, making her own way in the world alone. She plans to save enough money after traveling around the world, and then reopen a small school in the former place of Linyi Rufengmen.

It is said that many, many years before Nangong Changying founded the sect, a nobleman in Linyi opened a school and taught his apprentices the Six Virtues, Six Elements and Six Arts. Master Chang Yingtai was the last disciple of this school. Later, the academy declined for some reason, and Nangong Changying integrated it all. Based on the teachings taught by his teachers, he came up with his own concept of "Seven Precepts of Confucianism". Only then did he create the Confucianism Sect and open up the Linyi Xiaoao cultivation world for hundreds of years. of glory.

Now, going around in circles, the Confucianism Sect has been destroyed, and its glory is no longer there, but Ye Wangxi has at least retained the spark of a Confucian gentleman and passed it on in the form of the original academy.

Maybe after thousands of years, it will be reincarnation again.

Mo Ran shook his head and continued reading——

"Nangong Liu once presented Qi Liangji with seven pieces of phoenix-wearing peony sky silk bellybands. The corners were embroidered with evil-proof gold threads such as 'You are so coquettish', 'Why are you wearing Rong Yan's clothes' and other obscene words..."

"..."

After reading word for word, Mo Ran froze, and then aroused a strong feeling of nausea. He made a sound of disgust and quickly turned the pages of the "Confucian Style Sect Gift List".

"Gifts on Lone Moon Night."

"Female disciple Zhao Tiantian gave Jiang Yeshen a pair of jade buckles."

"Female disciple Zhou Yanyan gave Jiang Ye Chen Fengyu a folding fan."

"Female disciple Zhang Chunchun presented Jiang Ye with a golden golden ear furnace."

There are about forty pages of all this.

They are all records of female disciples in the sect giving him things when Jiang Xi was not yet the leader, and there are even some very thoughtful seniors interspersed among them.

Mo Ran couldn't help but fell into deep thought... Jiang Xi didn't make his fortune from beauty, right?

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"The above forty pages of gifts were all discarded by Jiang Yeshen."

OK.

...He misunderstood him.

Jiang Yeshen is really a wonderful person.

After rummaging through it for a long time, Mo Ran didn't find any inspiration for giving gifts. Instead, he inexplicably saw that Mei Hanxue recently gave Xue Meng a top-grade Tianshan Snow Lotus that has miraculous effects on replenishing the brain.

Snow lotus is a good thing. Master is so smart. Although it does not need to be supplemented, it would be very useful if it can be collected to raise a pond.

It's a pity that after Chu Wanning returned to seclusion, he loved Chaimen and heard the dogs barking, and he didn't like to be extravagant on days like this when he returned home on a snowy night. Otherwise, if he had followed Ta Xianjun's wishes, the entire Nanping Mountain would have been erected with houses. , where can one still maintain the solitary leisurely atmosphere of two huts and one courtyard.

Mo Ran sighed and closed the book.

It happened that the setting sun had already set in the west at this time, and the soft orange light shone through the paper on the window. Today, Master made some impromptu preparations, and they are already cooked. The sound like the collision of porcelain and jade came from the small kitchen: "Mo Ran, come over and help."

"This is coming."

Mo Ran responded, and the smell of his favorite food was flowing deep in the bamboo forest of Nanping. It is not as strong as hot pot, but it can make people feel calm and gentle every time, just like stopping water.

In the kitchen, a yellow and white puppy they adopted last year ran out and helped Chu Wanning to urge the ink to burn. It circled around him twice, sticking out its tongue and swirling the ink all the way. Burn the past.

"Move the dining table to the yard, wipe it, and hold a small jar of wine."

Chu Wanning stood in front of the stove. The wooden pot lid had been opened, and the plump and round dragon hand was rolling inside. The thin and crystal skin of the hand was wrapped with delicate meat filling, waiting to be taken into the bowl and sprinkled with it. Bright red and fragrant toppings. Chu Wanning asked casually in the steaming mist: "What are you reading outside, so absorbed in it?"

"Xianshu." Mo Ran smiled and rolled up his sleeves to move the wooden table.

When the arms are exerted, the muscles and meridians are highlighted clearly.

Chu night Ning frowned and said: "Read more good books. I heard that there are a lot of absurd storybooks published recently. Don't bring them back to Nanping Mountain. There are many wood spirits and monsters here, and some wood monsters are still young. , it is useless to read them, and teach them bad things later.”

Mo Ran smiled and said: "Yes."

I moved the table and went out under the joyful barking of the little local dog "woof woof woof".

While eating, Mo Ran bit his chopsticks in trance.

The little native dog squatted beside the table between the two of them, chewing a piece of meat bone without salt and happily chewing it.

Chu Wanning looked at him and then at the dog. He felt that the man and the dog were similar, except that one was biting a stick and the other was biting a bone. He asked: "What are you thinking about?"

Mo Ran came back to his senses: "Ah...Master. I was thinking..."

"Um?"

The ink burned and he stopped talking.

Of course he can't ask Chu Wanning what he wants. Firstly, the master will definitely not say it. Secondly, even if the master does say it, the surprise will be gone. I'm afraid the effect will not be as good as the Nine Baskets of Yellow Gold from the Immortal Lord.

So Mo Ran changed to a more tactful approach and asked cautiously: "I wonder what our family... is still missing? Master, do you think we need to add anything?"

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