Chapter 540 (2/2)

Floating island, a hall, Sima hall!

Liu Zilu, Chen Ping and Wang long stood on both sides.

A total of 72 great Confucians in white, with extremely respectful faces, faced a man on a chair just north of Sima hall.

A middle-aged man in a green robe, wearing a tall hat, is about 40 years old. His face is handsome. He has a small beard on his chin. His eyebrows are like a sword. His eyes are sharp. His hands are on the handrails on both sides. The middle finger of his right hand gently taps the handrail.

The middle-aged man looked at the center of the hall, a total of 60 games of chess, and 101 volumes of calligraphy and painting.

Liu Zilu, a great scholar, respectfully said: ”teacher, these are all copied by us. We have disgraced our teacher in the peak Literary Association.”

The man in green robe is Sima Yuntian, the great sage. Sima Yuntian reaches out and waves his hand. There is a feather fan in the palm.

Mr. Wen Ruo also has one, but Mr. Wen ruo's feather fan is white, while Sima Yuntian's is blue, which is like the refined peacock plume.

”Good word! Good poetry! Good words Sima Yuntian suddenly said with a smile.

Instead of blaming his disciples, Sima Yuntian had a feeling of delight in hunting.

At this time, another great Confucian came out and said: ”teacher, these poems, students also read, 101 articles, 101 styles! It's incredible! ”

Sima Yuntian nodded, no objection.

”Teacher, will this person become a teacher's hindrance?” Liu Zilu worried.

With a smile, Sima Yuntian said faintly: ”these poems are not enough. There is no need to worry about them!”

”Yes The faces of all the great Confucians were beaming with joy.

”Teacher, these sixty games of chess are well understood by my disciples, and I will certainly live up to the expectations of the teacher.” Another disciple respectfully said.