Under the night.

The "Bamboo Garden" group built by the eldest princess suddenly fell silent.

“Is there really no one in the group who is a fourth?”White thought fools do not believe the way, if it is true, then the invitation to live, is it difficult to get?

Only by taking the invitation to live is the real person.

Who doesn’t want to get it?

It is no wonder that after the third time, there has been no waiting for the emergence of the Changsheng Inn, the original fourth time there will be an invitation to the long life.

And this long-term invitation is not easy to take.

"I'm afraid that's the case."The Malay Road.

“Will anyone get it and don’t say it?”The rain hesitated, “It’s possible, isn’t it?”

“It is indeed possible.”The Malay Road.

"You say, if I often swung in front of Mr. Yan, mixed with familiar faces, the probability is more likely?"Bai thought foolishly suddenly said, "Mr. Yan's fairy spirit, maybe the long-life inn will give a face?"

“Oh . . . .

And the people were astonished.

"It's not impossible."The eldest princess suddenly said, "I think that if it is Mr. Yan's side, the probability should be greater than the other."

“There’s some reason for that.”The Malay thought.

“I’ll fly you tomorrow, okay?”The fool asked, "If you go to Mr. Yan's tea, you must take me."

“All right.”The Malay Road.

"Well, I've been busy all this time, or I'll be in trouble."The white rain is somewhat regrettable, and it is also a good thing to be able to mix a familiar face in front of Mr. Yan.

However, Malay suddenly stuttered, as if I often danver in front of Mr. Yan, why not have a fourth chance?

Is it less shaved?

...

The Long Life Inn.

After sitting on the steps for a while, he went back to the kitchen.

The second child of the Changsheng Inn, there is no difficulty at all, and he does not have to stare all the time, and he believes that Shen Zhibai can do it well.

“First make some seven meals, and then try to make the bird of horror.”

When he made a dozen long lettuce, he found that it was more than eleven o'clock, and the third person did not know how long he had left.

As for who he is, he is not curious.

At this time, he came out of the kitchen, did not know the white man in the guest hall, and went out to the steps.

Shen Zhibai was sitting on the steps drinking tea, looking at the stars that felt very close and very close, and did not know what he was thinking.

"You can go home at twelve."Yan Qingkong sat down and then thought of what, “Yes, have you had dinner?”

"It doesn't seem to be yet."He knows white for a moment.

"What you want to eat, go for it yourself."Yan Qinghang Road, "The main dish can't be eaten twice at the same time, you should know this."

“It is clear.”

He stood up and was not polite.

About half an hour later, Shen Zhibai came out and looked at the time and said, "Sir, I will go back first."

“Go.”The sky nods its head.

When Shen Zhibai left, Yan Qingyang took out his mobile phone and booked a ticket to Ludong Province tomorrow morning.

“Brother, come down and have tea.”

He screamed and saw his cat jump.

Soon after, Yan Qingyang returned to the kitchen and remained busy until more than two o'clock in the morning, only to rest in the third floor bedroom.

The next day, after breakfast, he went back to the bamboo garden, packed up as he wanted, and went to the airport.

At 10:30 a.m., the plane landed in Rudong Province, then he drove to one of the holy sites of the Confucian shrine, the Holy Temple.

The temple covers an area of more than 100,000 square meters, and the north and south are more than 700 meters long.

It is arranged along a north-south central axis, symmetrical left and right, the layout is rigorous, a total of nine into the courtyard, before the lei star gate, the holy hour gate, the Hongdao gate, the big middle door, the same door, the Kuiwen Pavilion, the 13 imperial monument pavilion and so on.

From the Great Holy Gate, the building is divided into three roads: the middle road is Dacheng Gate, the apricot altar, the Dacheng Temple, the Dome Hall, the Temple and two tunic, respectively, the sacrificial and Confucianic places; the East Road is the Chongsheng Gate, the Poetry Hall, the Great Well, Lubi, the Chongsheng, the Temple of the Holy Spirit, the Temple, etc., most of which are places of worship for the ancestors of Confucius for five generations...

Because you have to buy tickets to enter, Yan Qingyang first arrived at the special ticket hall.

Although it was nearly twelve o'clock, there were many people in the ticket hall, and Yan Qingyang saw many people holding books or mobile phones behind what they were carrying.

He listened carefully, as if he were reciting the words, and was a little surprised.

Go to the temple and who to recite?

Can't get out without going?

"No, the back of the argument can be free of tickets, let's go."

At this time, several girls smiled and walked toward a hall, and Yan Qingyang looked in the direction and saw a plaque hanging in the hall.

“Reciting the language hall?”

Go for a moment and take a look.

In the hall, there are many people who are silently carrying the argument, a little noisy, but see some people are happy, some people are regretting...

In the hall sat seven or eight examiners.

Yan Qingyang observed a little, and basically understood it, as if it were 30 words in ten minutes, and the complete 30 words were completed.

Some are sentences, some are paragraphs, in fact, are independent small chapters.

After the back, and correct, a random selection of three sentences by an examiner will let you explain, a word can not be ambiguous.

In this way, tickets to the Holy Temple, the Holy House and the Holy Forest can be exempted and are valid for one year.

It seems that the Holy Temple does this in order to promote Confucian culture and advocate everyone to learn the language...

When he saw it, he felt something interesting and was ready to try it.This is not a hundred dollars of tickets, but a "gift".

After all, he came to the temple to receive the spirit of Confucianism.

This is a bit of a feeling of buddha burning, but also a kind of respect.

In fact, the entrance fee of the holy temple is only 90 yuan, the holy house is 60 yuan, and the holy temple and the holy temple are sent to the holy forest.

After a period of observation, it was found that only one of the ten people passed, or even less.

The back argument, it seems very simple, but the fact is a little cruel, and not many people pass the assessment, so that he is somewhat surprised.

“It seems not difficult.”

Yan Qingyang frowned, some surprised: "Let junior high school students, most of them can pass."

"Well, it's a little bit."

At this time, a middle-age man was chagrined, but he prepared for one night, and finally failed.

Although more than a hundred dollars is not much, but can be free, but also by the temple recognition, who is not happy?

"Give me another chance, and I'll get through it."

The middle-of-the-nation looked at the newly purchased "Thesis Annotation", and his face was unwilling.

Unfortunately, you can only participate once a day, if you want to try again, you can only come back tomorrow.But when you come to the temple, who will stay outside for a day and wait until the next day?

After Yan Qingyang understood, he quickly went to the side to exclude the registration to see if he could pass.

After he waited for a few minutes, the hall suddenly poured into a pile of people, making the hall immediately lively, and even many young girls excited to scream.

...