After entering the gate of the Jishan Academy and walking through the bluestone square covering nearly 100 acres, the seven-story building at the end, with each floor about 30 meters high, is extremely majestic.
The gate of the pavilion is also very wide, with a gilded plaque hanging on the lintel, with four large characters "Meixue Spirit" inscribed on it.
There was a huge hall on the top floor of the pavilion. Dozens of men in long gowns with graceful manners were kneeling on snow-white felt mats with smiles on their faces and their backs straight. They were listening thoughtfully to a stunning girl playing the piano in the corner of the hall.
The sound of the piano is rippling and gurgling, like the night rain in Bashan Mountain, like rain hitting banana leaves, clear and pleasant to the ear, with a faint air of leisurely and ethereal air overflowing, making people feel relaxed and happy, and their minds are clear.
Behind the hall, separated by a large screen with a painting of snow plums in ink, was a short corridor with a small wooden door at the end. Behind the door was a study room that was a bit wider than the hall in front. There was a long table made of sandalwood around the wall, on which were placed many ancient books and scrolls, as well as some elegant items such as zithers, ancient swords, tortoise shells, and jade books.
Except for the long tables around it, the study was empty, with a thick fur carpet on the floor. Zhou Liuyun, wearing a neat green scholar's gown, stood in the middle of the study with his hands behind his back, looking at the old man beside him with wide eyes with a smile on his face.
A huge scroll, three feet wide and eighteen feet long, hung from the ceiling. In the scroll, a blood-stained black dragon was curled up in a thick cloud of water. The dragon skin in the middle of the dragon's head was cracked, and a strong golden light was bursting out.
The scroll was made of an unknown animal skin half an inch thick. It was colorful and had obviously been eroded by countless years, but it was so tough that even weapons could hardly damage it. It was unknown how the blue dragon and the clouds on the scroll were painted. The whole scroll was extremely colorful, and the blue dragon looked like a living creature.
The entire scroll is filled with an indescribable huge power, as if there is a real flying dragon hidden in the scroll, curling up its claws and shrinking its body. The huge body is silently accumulating strength, and it may break through the scroll and rush out at any time, setting off a bloody storm that will sweep across the world.
Wearing a tall crown, a loose crane cloak, with deep and distinct wrinkles on his face, the stern and imposing old man, who looked stern and imposing, stared at the scroll for a long while with wide eyes, and finally shook his head and sighed dejectedly.
"After two days and one night, I still don't have any clues. This "Dragon Breaking Out of its Shell" is indeed mysterious and infinite." Xun Yu, the owner of the Jishan Academy, put his hands behind his back, frowned, lowered his head and sighed softly: "It seems that there is a ray of inspiration right in front of me. As long as I catch it, I will definitely be able to solve a great mystery and learn about the infinite mystery."
Zhou Liuyun said solemnly, "We are just one step away from the goal, but we still can't get in."
Xun Yu's two pale eyebrows were tightly furrowed. He gritted his teeth, raised his head and looked at the scroll of "The Blue Dragon Breaking Out of its Shell". Suddenly, he spat out a mouthful of blood and staggered back several steps.
"Master Xun!" Zhou Liuyun hurriedly took two steps forward to support Xun Yu, and took out a snow-white handkerchief to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Xun Yu straightened his body calmly, avoiding the "Blue Dragon Breaking Out of the Shell" picture and not looking at it again.
"It is indeed a supreme divine object, worthy of being the supreme secret book of the legendary survivors of the wilderness. Wang Qi dared to hide this divine object privately, which can be said to be sinister. He is a traitor and deserves to be exterminated along with his entire clan."
"The nine clans of Wang Qi have been completely wiped out." Zhou Liuyun put away the handkerchief stained with a trace of blood, smiled and nodded to Xun Yu.
"Traitors and traitors should be killed by anyone. But it's a pity that the captains of the Tingwei Mansion in Qizhou fought bravely to capture Wang Qi, but were killed by the military heavy crossbow that Wang Qi had hidden privately. The compensation must be implemented and their families must be given generous compensation." Xun Yu raised his eyes and glanced at Zhou Liuyun.
"Yes, the compensation, which is twice as generous as usual, was distributed yesterday. No one in the Supreme Court has any complaints. After all, they are eliminating the rebels for the Great Jin. Even if there are injuries, they are still sacrificing their lives for the country. Everyone is sensible." Zhou Liuyun smiled gently: "Master Xun, don't worry. The Supreme Court of Xizhou will be mobilized in the future. They are all our family."
The sound of a zither could be heard from the hall ahead. Xun Yu suddenly chuckled and said, "The music is beautiful, like the sound of nature. Yinhua is a perfect match for Liuyun."
Zhou Liuyun narrowed his eyes and shook his head: "Yinhua's zither skills are indeed extraordinary, but I don't know how she compares to Lu Gu from Qingliu Cottage."
Speaking of the name 'Green Girl', Zhou Liuyun's eyes flashed with a cold light, a fierce ray of greed, full of tyrannical possessiveness.
Xun Yu shook his sleeves, and took a last reluctant look at the "Dragon Shedding its Shell" hanging in the air, and said with deep emotion: "That Lu Gu has a very high threshold. Since she became famous with one song, I have visited her many times in person in the past two years, but I was driven away after only listening to one fairy song and tasting a cup of tea."
With a sigh of resentment, Xun Yu walked to the door leading to the hall outside, opened the door and whispered, "Arrange the staff to send this "Blue Dragon Shedding its Shell" to Bailu Academy. If Senior Brother Bailu can't comprehend the mystery, then present it to the emperor today."
Xun Yu smiled and squinted his eyes. A ray of cold light flashed through his narrow eyes: "The emperor today likes these mysterious and unpredictable things the most. Pill recipes, secret medicines, and hermits hidden among the people, in order to achieve immortality, they have made the Great Jin Dynasty a mess. Hey!"
Zhou Liuyun followed Xun Yu with a smile, and the two walked to the hall in front, one after the other. Dozens of young men who were kneeling quietly stood up, bowed deeply to Xun Yu solemnly, and said "Greetings, Master" over and over again.
The stunning girl who was playing the piano in the corner of the hall also stood up. She walked to Xun Yu with a smile, pulled Xun Yu's sleeve affectionately and shook it twice: "Master, why don't you come to listen to your disciple playing the piano? This piece of "Searching for Plum Blossoms in the Snow" was composed by you with great difficulty. Yinhua practiced for several months and finally mastered it."
Although Ling Yinhua was pulling Xun Yu's sleeve and acting coquettishly, her pair of autumn-water-like eyes were fixed on Zhou Liuyun without blinking.
As a relative of the Chu family in Qizhou, the Ling family has experienced many ups and downs in recent years. The family's financial strength and power have grown more than ten times than before. In Qizhou, they have long been among the top wealthy families. Ling Yinhua was born in the Ling family, and she was beautiful and talented. Naturally, her standards were very high. How could ordinary children of the rich and powerful be in her eyes?