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Li Mubai looked at the announcement wall, more and more students gathered, and even the gentlemen of the college came over after hearing the news, slapped their thighs excitedly, and praised the poem for its ingenuity, simplicity and reason.
Li Daru moved his ears, catching the intermittent conversation sent by the mountain wind:
"First there is a poem that no one in the world knows the king, and now there is a poem to encourage learning. Is it true that I am following the way of poetry of the Confucian scholars, and will I rise again?"
"In the past two hundred years, there have been very few excellent poems. Now that these two poems are published, our generations of scholars finally have the face to face future generations."
"Compared to no one in the world who doesn't know the king, this exhortation poem must be spread more widely, and it will be used to admonish scholars from time to time."
"Why is there no signature? Which great Confucian made it?"
?No signature This poem must have been widely circulated Li Mubai's heart moved, he glanced at the two friends who were talking in a low voice, he backed away calmly, and left.
Zhang Shen suddenly noticed that Li Mubai was gone, "Where's Brother Chunjing?"
"I was still here just now" Chen Tai looked left and right, raised his finger and pointed in the direction of the low wall: "There."
Zhang Shen followed the prestige and saw Li Mubai holding back the students, writing something on the huge paper with a pen.
Zhang Shen and Chen Tai concentrated their attention, their pupils suddenly became deep, and every detail could be seen a hundred meters away.
After the two of them saw it clearly, Li Mubai wrote this line of small characters next to the words "Poetry of Encouraging Learning":
"At the end of Gengzi and the beginning of Xin Chou, my teacher Mu Bai persuaded me to learn, and I wrote this poem because of my feelings."
It means that at the end of Gengzi and the beginning of Xin Chou, my teacher Li Mubai advised me to work hard, and I deeply agree with it, so I wrote this poem.
Can this also be rubbed? The minds of the two great Confucians burst instantly.
"Shameless old thief, put down your pen!"
The Accord behind the academy is built on the hillside, adjacent to the Liufold Waterfall in the east, and the evergreen bamboo forest in the west.
Bamboo is a rare commodity in the north, and it is not easy to grow and multiply. The scene of bamboo shoots springing up after a thunderstorm overnight can only be seen in the south.
The gentlemen of the academy transplanted bamboo from the south and worked hard to cultivate it. It took fifty years to grow this lush bamboo forest.
Scholars have a special fondness for bamboo, appreciate its strength of character, and often use bamboo as a metaphor for others and themselves (emphasis in appreciation).
The dean of Yunlu Academy came to see it one day, hey, the bamboo forest is so dense, the bamboo is not afraid of the severe cold, and the four seasons are strong, isn't that what I describe.
Everyone agrees, and I will live here from now on.
Thus, the Accord became the dean's retreat.
In a simple and elegant tea room, an old man in sackcloth and a woman in Chinese clothes sit and drink tea opposite each other, and a row of strong soldiers guards outside the Accord.
The old man's gray hair was scattered freely, highlighting a bit of slovenliness and unrestrainedness. The nasolabial folds and the Sichuan-shaped lines between the eyebrows are extremely deep, and when he smiles, the crow's feet are better than the former two.
Judging from the appearance alone, it is hard to think that this old man dressed as a down-and-out Confucian scholar would be the dean of Yunlu Academy.
The leader of contemporary Confucianism.
The woman sitting and drinking tea opposite him had already passed Double Ten, but she was wearing a simple bun and a shining gold step rock, which was obviously an unfinished attire.
She was wearing a gorgeous moon-white dress, the hem of which trailed to the ground.
Her appearance is elegant and refined, just like a water lotus that is not demonic. And those clear eyes are like an ice mirror, which can hardly conceal the aloofness and luxury.
The long-opened figure is exquisite and embossed, with attractive curves.
"I haven't seen you in half a year, and the dean's hair has added a lot of silver threads." The eldest princess said, her voice was also clear and cold.
"It's all trouble." The dean drank tea with a smile.
"Going up the mountain today, I heard that the disciples of the academy recited a poem Don't worry about having no confidant in the future, and no one in the world knows the king!" The eldest princess's eyes moved slightly, like a broken ice mirror:
"I am very happy to hear such a masterpiece. I wonder if it is the new work of that great Confucian?"
Upon hearing this, Dean Zhao Shou shook his head and laughed.
"Why did the dean laugh at me?"
"The old man is not the laughing princess, but the Xiaoyunlu Academy has a lot of talents, but it is not as whimsical as others. No, the entire Dafeng Confucianism has become numb and rigid in thinking, and lacks aura. Poetry, the most important thing is aura."
"The words of the dean have confused me." The eldest princess looked calm, with her beautiful orchid fingers twirling the teacup, drinking tea in a noble and elegant posture.
Zhao Shou sighed and said: "The person who wrote this poem is not a scholar, but a subordinate official in Changle County."
? Princess WeiweiTolerance.
The eldest princess of the Dafeng Dynasty is different from ordinary women. She is a lady from a scholarly family, and she is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.
As for the eldest princess, she learned how to play chess from Wei Yuan, the art of war from Zhang Shen, and govern the country from Chen Tai. She memorizes the classics of sages fluently, and her articles and strategies are as good as those of the students of the Imperial College.
He is knowledgeable and knowledgeable, and he is rich in learning.
At the age of eighteen, the emperor granted her permission to participate in the book compilation of the Imperial Academy. The year before last, the eldest princess tried to rewrite the history books of the previous dynasty, which aroused protests from the officials, but finally nothing happened.
"The dean really doesn't consider becoming an official?" The eldest princess looked sincerely, and her tone was serious: "Confucianism is people-oriented, life is not long, the dean will not waste his time."
Few people know that the official position of Qingzhou General Administration Department was originally awarded to Zhao Shou.
It's just that Zhao Shou shirked his reluctance to take up the post, and wrote to the court, recommending Layman Ziyang.
"If the waste of time can open up a way for future generations to study, why not do it?" Zhao Shou sighed:
"It's a pity that the bamboo forest has been enlightened for more than ten years, and has worked hard, but it can't cross the natural moat set by Cheng's sub-sage."
"The dean's obsession is too deep, why is this." The eldest princess poured tea for herself calmly, "Father invited you to become an official because he intends to reuse Yunlu Academy. If you really think about the students of Yunlu Academy, Shouldn't have refused."
Zhao Shouxi smiled and said, "Is it because Wei Yuan is getting more and more uncontrollable, or is the dragon-slaying technique of those nobles getting sharper and sharper?"
"It's for the people of Dafeng, for the common people in the world." The eldest princess said every word from the heart.
The smile on Zhao Shou's face became more and more sarcastic.
The eldest princess's cold tone changed, and she sighed: "After the Battle of Mountains and Seas, Dafeng's national strength has been weakening day by day, and natural disasters have continued year after year. The disasters are countless, and the disaster of subordinate staff is becoming more and more obvious.
"The princes in the court only know about factional struggles. There are countless people who talk empty-handedly, but very few who do hard work to make the country prosperous. Dean, the empire lacks a tinkerer."
After finishing speaking, she continued to talk without waiting for Zhao Shou to speak: "Three years ago, the northern barbarians tore up the treaty, violated the border repeatedly, and robbed the people.
"The barbarians in the south destroyed post roads and raided military towns in an attempt to regain lost ground.
"The countries in the Western Regions watched with cold eyes, and the Buddhist sect threatened them with this, and wanted to preach the Central Plains."
She gradually increased her tone, and her voice was no longer cold, "Dean, as a scholar, shouldn't you show your ambition and revive the country's prestige?"
Zhao Shou stared at the eldest princess for a moment, then moved his eyes away from this elegant and noble face, looked at the green bamboo forest outside the window, shook his head and sighed:
"If you don't want to, the time has not come. Please come back, princess."
The eldest princess couldn't hide her disappointment, and she was about to leave when hurried footsteps came from outside the Accord. A gentleman from the academy hurried in and shouted:
"Dean, something is wrong. Li Mubai, Zhang Shen, and Chen Tai are fighting." (Remember this website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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