This is an extremely simple house, with only three houses in an ordinary courtyard.
Straight green bamboos are planted outside the courtyard. The courtyard is located in the middle of the bamboo forest. There is a waterfall in the distance, which is very quiet.
When Lu Yu came here, many Confucian scholars had already gathered outside the courtyard.
Most of these people are disciples of Bailu Academy, and they are all gathered here at the moment, looking at a young man in a Confucian robe not far away.
In front of the young man in the Confucian robe, there was a bamboo slip floating, which was emitting a faint golden brilliance at the moment. And the young man in the Confucian robe is burying his head in comprehending the bamboo slip in front of him.
"Senior Brother Li Xiang, I have been enlightened for an hour."
"The one who took the longest time to comprehend was Senior Sister Song Anqi. She wrote a full 300-word literacy classic. I don't know how much Senior Brother Li Xiang can comprehend."
All the people watching around were talking in low voices.
Lu Yu also came here at this time.
After asking the people next to him, Lu Yu finally knew what happened here.
It turned out that Bailu Academy was planning to expand its scale, so the Feng Shui master was recruited and selected a large area to reproduce the building of the school.
But I didn't expect that when the construction was just started, the relics of the former literary saints were dug out underground.
For a moment, the entire White Deer Academy was a sensation, and even the Feng Shui master who had chosen the site was dumbfounded.
He only calculated that there was a manifestation of literary spirit here, but he did not expect that the relics of the saints could be dug up here.
The dean of Bailu Academy led a group of Confucian scholars, and respectfully invited out the relics of Wen Sheng, only to find that there was a tomb of clothes inside.
Except for a Confucian robe, there is only this volume of literary sage classics.
Many great Confucian scholars of Bailu Academy have studied this sage classics for a long time. Although they have gained some insights, some great Confucian scholars concluded that these insights are not enough.
As time went by, Lu Wenxin, the dean of Bailu Academy, made a decision.
Anyone who is a disciple of Bailu Academy is qualified to comprehend the classics of literary sages.
And as long as you write enough insights, you can use this insight to exchange contribution points to the academy.
For a while, the entire White Deer Academy was boiling.
? Not only can you understand the classics of Wensheng at close range, but you may even get some contribution points.
This kind of good thing is simply rare in a hundred years.
Even many people who were not originally from the White Deer Academy want to join the White Deer Academy after hearing the news, just to observe the remains of the literary saint.
"A lot of people have come to try it these days. But those people haven't approached yet, and they fell asleep after just looking at it. Sigh, it's really embarrassing." The stopped Confucian scholar sighed.
This comprehension of literary and sage classics is not as simple as it is said.
This kind of literary sage classics has a very high demand for everyone's spiritual power. If the basic requirements are not met, it will be difficult to even take a look.
At this moment, a woman in white gauze suddenly appeared in the crowd.
The woman was wearing plain clothes and a bamboo hat, with long black hair hanging down the bamboo hat.
She wore a light veil on her face, covering half of her face, but just judging from the pair of exposed eyes, it was shockingly beautiful.
"It's Senior Sister Song Anqi!"
"It should be alarmed by senior brother Li Xiang. The two have been competing for the status of the lecturer of Tianwu Academy."
"It's so beautiful, I don't know who will be able to marry this beauty in the future." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com