Chapter 40
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Li mubai looked at the wall of the announcement, and more and more students gathered. Even the gentlemen of the college came to hear the wind and patted their thighs excitedly, praising the poem as ingenious, simple and reasonable.
Li Daru's ear moved, catching the mountain breeze and sending intermittent conversation:
"first there was a poem about who didn't know the king, and now there is another one about persuading people to learn. Am I going to rise again in the way of Confucianism?"
"In the past two hundred years, there have been few excellent poems. Now, with these two poems, our generations of scholars have the face to face the future generations."
"Compared with the world who does not know the king, this admonishment poem must spread more widely, and it will be used to admonish scholars from time to time."
"Why is there no signature? Which great scholar wrote it?"
There is no signature... This poem must be very popular... Li mubai moved in his heart and looked at the two friends who talked in a low voice. He retreated and left quietly.
Zhang Shen suddenly found that Li mubai had disappeared. "Where's brother Chunjing?"
"Just now it's still here..." Chen Tai looked around and pointed to the direction of the low wall: "there."
When Zhang shenxun left, he saw Li mubai holding a pen and writing something on a huge piece of paper.
Zhang Shen and Chen Taining get together, and their pupils suddenly become deep. They are 100 meters away.
Two people saw clearly that Li mubai wrote such a small line beside the three words in the poem: "at the end of gengzi, at the beginning of xinchou, my teacher Mu Bai encouraged me to learn. I feel that I wrote this poem."
That is to say, at the end of gengzi and the beginning of xinchou, my teacher Li mubai advised me to work hard. I agreed with him and wrote this poem.
Can this rub? The two great Confucians split their minds in an instant.
"Shameless old thief, put down your pen quickly!"
....
the elegant Pavilion behind the academy is built close to the mountain, adjacent to liudiebao in the East and evergreen bamboo forest in the West.
Bamboo is rare in the north. It's not easy to feed and breed. The sight of thunderbolt springing up overnight can only be seen in the south.
The gentlemen of the Academy transplanted bamboo from the South and cultivated it diligently. It took 50 years to cultivate this lush bamboo forest.
Scholars have a special love for bamboo, and appreciate its strength. They often use bamboo to describe people and themselves.
The dean of Yunlu academy came over one day to have a look. Yo, the bamboo forest is so dense. Bamboo is not afraid of cold. It has the strength of four seasons. It's just me.
I'll live here in the future.
As a result, the accord became the president's retreat.
In the simple and elegant teahouse, an old man in linen and a woman in elegant clothes sit opposite each other to drink tea, and a line of strong and resolute warriors guard outside the elegant Pavilion.
The gray hair of the old man is scattered at will, which highlights a bit of sloppy and free and uninhibited. The law pattern and the Sichuan character pattern in the middle of the eyebrow are very deep. When laughing, the fishtail pattern is better than the former two.
From the appearance alone, it is hard to think that the old man dressed up as a down and out scholar would be the president of Yunlu Academy.
The contemporary Confucianists hold the bull's ear.
The woman sitting opposite him drinking tea is already over ten years old, but she is wearing a simple bun and a bright golden step, which is obviously not out of the cabinet.
She was wearing a gorgeous white dress, skirt dragging on the ground.
Her appearance is pure and refined, just like a water lotus which is not a demon but a wash. And that pair of clear eyes is like an ice mirror. It's hard to cover the high cold and luxury in the thoroughness.
It's long and attractive.
"I haven't seen it for half a year, and the silver wire has been added to the president's hair." Said the eldest princess, in a quiet voice.
"It's all vexation." The Dean drank tea with a smile.
"Today, I went up to the mountain and heard a poem recited by the disciples of the Academy... Don't worry that there is no confidant in the way ahead. No one in the world knows you!" The long princess's eyes moved like a broken ice mirror:
"my palace was very glad to hear such a good work. I don't know if it was the new work of the great scholar?"
President Zhao Shou shook his head and laughed.
"Why did the Dean laugh at me?"
"I'm not laughing at Princess. I'm laughing at Yunlu Academy. It's full of talents, but it's not as straightforward as others. No, the whole Dafeng Confucian community is numb and rigid, lacking aura, and poetry pays most attention to aura. "
"... the premier's words confused the palace." The long Princess looks quiet, the beautiful orchid finger twists the tea cup, and the posture of drinking tea is noble and elegant.
Zhao Shou sighed: "the one who wrote this poem is not a scholar, but a petty official in Changle County."
The princess was moved.
The eldest princess of Dafeng Dynasty is different from ordinary women. She is knowledgeable and knowledgeable.
At the age of 18, the emperor authorized her to participate in the compilation of books in the Imperial Academy. The year before last, the eldest princess tried to rewrite the history books of the former dynasty, which caused a group of ministers to protest and ended in nothing.
"Is the president really not thinking about becoming an official?" Princess Chang's eyes are sincere, and her tone is serious: "Confucianism is people-oriented, life is not long, and the president should not be in the waste years."Few people know that in fact, Zhao Shou was originally granted the official post of the General Administration Department of Qingzhou.
But Zhao Shou refused to take office, and wrote to the court, recommended Ziyang Jushi.
"If you can open up a way to study for future generations, why don't you do it?" Zhao Shou sighed:
"it's a pity that the bamboo grove has been understanding Taoism for more than ten years, and it can't cross the natural moat drawn by the process's Yasheng."
"The dean's obsession is too deep. Why is that so?" The eldest princess added tea to herself with an air of complacency. "My father invited you to become an official, and he intended to re-use Yunlu Academy. If you really want to be a student of Yunlu academy, you should not refuse."
Zhao Shoushen said with a smile: "is it more and more unable to control Wei Yuan, or is the Dragon killing skill of Zhu Zigui more and more sharp?"
"It's for the people of Dafeng, for the people of the world." Long princess a word, from the heart.
The smile on Zhao Shou's face became more and more ironic.
The eldest princess changed her tone and sighed: "after the battle of Shanhai, Dafeng's national strength gradually weakened, and natural disasters continued year after year. *****Countless, the disaster of petty officials is more and more obvious.
"All the officials in the court only know about the party struggle, and there are not many empty talkers, but few people who do their best to prosper the country. Dean, the empire is short of a mender. "
After that, she did not wait for Zhao Shou to open her mouth and continued to talk: "three years ago, the northern barbarians tore up the treaty, repeatedly violated the border and plundered the people.
"The barbarians in the South destroyed the post roads and attacked the military town in an attempt to recapture the lost land.
"The western regions looked on coldly, and Buddhism threatened to preach to the Central Plains."
She gradually increased tone, voice is no longer cold, "Dean, as a scholar, shouldn't a show of ambition, revive national prestige."
Zhao Shou stared at the princess for a moment, then moved his eyes away from the elegant and elegant face, looked out of the window at the green bamboo forest, and shook his head and sighed:
"if you don't want to, it's not the time. Princess long, please come back
The eldest princess couldn't hide her disappointment and was about to leave. The sound of hasty footsteps came from outside the elegant Pavilion. A gentleman of the college rushed in and cried out:
"Dean, something's wrong. Li mubai, Zhang Shen and Chen Tai are fighting."
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Li mubai looked at the wall of the announcement, and more and more students gathered. Even the gentlemen of the college came to hear the wind and patted their thighs excitedly, praising the poem as ingenious, simple and reasonable.
Li Daru's ear moved, catching the mountain breeze and sending intermittent conversation:
"first there was a poem about who didn't know the king, and now there is another one about persuading people to learn. Am I going to rise again in the way of Confucianism?"
"In the past two hundred years, there have been few excellent poems. Now, with these two poems, our generations of scholars have the face to face the future generations."
"Compared with the world who does not know the king, this admonishment poem must spread more widely, and it will be used to admonish scholars from time to time."
"Why is there no signature? Which great scholar wrote it?"
There is no signature... This poem must be very popular... Li mubai moved in his heart and looked at the two friends who talked in a low voice. He retreated and left quietly.
Zhang Shen suddenly found that Li mubai had disappeared. "Where's brother Chunjing?"
"Just now it's still here..." Chen Tai looked around and pointed to the direction of the low wall: "there."
When Zhang shenxun left, he saw Li mubai holding a pen and writing something on a huge piece of paper.
Zhang Shen and Chen Taining get together, and their pupils suddenly become deep. They are 100 meters away.
Two people saw clearly that Li mubai wrote such a small line beside the three words in the poem: "at the end of gengzi, at the beginning of xinchou, my teacher Mu Bai encouraged me to learn. I feel that I wrote this poem."
That is to say, at the end of gengzi and the beginning of xinchou, my teacher Li mubai advised me to work hard. I agreed with him and wrote this poem.
Can this rub? The two great Confucians split their minds in an instant.
"Shameless old thief, put down your pen quickly!"
....
the elegant Pavilion behind the academy is built close to the mountain, adjacent to liudiebao in the East and evergreen bamboo forest in the West.
Bamboo is rare in the north. It's not easy to feed and breed. The sight of thunderbolt springing up overnight can only be seen in the south.
The gentlemen of the Academy transplanted bamboo from the South and cultivated it diligently. It took 50 years to cultivate this lush bamboo forest.
Scholars have a special love for bamboo, and appreciate its strength. They often use bamboo to describe people and themselves.
The dean of Yunlu academy came over one day to have a look. Yo, the bamboo forest is so dense. Bamboo is not afraid of cold. It has the strength of four seasons. It's just me.
I'll live here in the future.
As a result, the accord became the president's retreat.
In the simple and elegant teahouse, an old man in linen and a woman in elegant clothes sit opposite each other to drink tea, and a line of strong and resolute warriors guard outside the elegant Pavilion.
The gray hair of the old man is scattered at will, which highlights a bit of sloppy and free and uninhibited. The law pattern and the Sichuan character pattern in the middle of the eyebrow are very deep. When laughing, the fishtail pattern is better than the former two.
From the appearance alone, it is hard to think that the old man dressed up as a down and out scholar would be the president of Yunlu Academy.
The contemporary Confucianists hold the bull's ear.
The woman sitting opposite him drinking tea is already over ten years old, but she is wearing a simple bun and a bright golden step, which is obviously not out of the cabinet.
She was wearing a gorgeous white dress, skirt dragging on the ground.
Her appearance is pure and refined, just like a water lotus which is not a demon but a wash. And that pair of clear eyes is like an ice mirror. It's hard to cover the high cold and luxury in the thoroughness.
It's long and attractive.
"I haven't seen it for half a year, and the silver wire has been added to the president's hair." Said the eldest princess, in a quiet voice.
"It's all vexation." The Dean drank tea with a smile.
"Today, I went up to the mountain and heard a poem recited by the disciples of the Academy... Don't worry that there is no confidant in the way ahead. No one in the world knows you!" The long princess's eyes moved like a broken ice mirror:
"my palace was very glad to hear such a good work. I don't know if it was the new work of the great scholar?"
President Zhao Shou shook his head and laughed.
"Why did the Dean laugh at me?"
"I'm not laughing at Princess. I'm laughing at Yunlu Academy. It's full of talents, but it's not as straightforward as others. No, the whole Dafeng Confucian community is numb and rigid, lacking aura, and poetry pays most attention to aura. "
"... the premier's words confused the palace." The long Princess looks quiet, the beautiful orchid finger twists the tea cup, and the posture of drinking tea is noble and elegant.
Zhao Shou sighed: "the one who wrote this poem is not a scholar, but a petty official in Changle County."
The princess was moved.
The eldest princess of Dafeng Dynasty is different from ordinary women. She is knowledgeable and knowledgeable.
At the age of 18, the emperor authorized her to participate in the compilation of books in the Imperial Academy. The year before last, the eldest princess tried to rewrite the history books of the former dynasty, which caused a group of ministers to protest and ended in nothing.
"Is the president really not thinking about becoming an official?" Princess Chang's eyes are sincere, and her tone is serious: "Confucianism is people-oriented, life is not long, and the president should not be in the waste years."Few people know that in fact, Zhao Shou was originally granted the official post of the General Administration Department of Qingzhou.
But Zhao Shou refused to take office, and wrote to the court, recommended Ziyang Jushi.
"If you can open up a way to study for future generations, why don't you do it?" Zhao Shou sighed:
"it's a pity that the bamboo grove has been understanding Taoism for more than ten years, and it can't cross the natural moat drawn by the process's Yasheng."
"The dean's obsession is too deep. Why is that so?" The eldest princess added tea to herself with an air of complacency. "My father invited you to become an official, and he intended to re-use Yunlu Academy. If you really want to be a student of Yunlu academy, you should not refuse."
Zhao Shoushen said with a smile: "is it more and more unable to control Wei Yuan, or is the Dragon killing skill of Zhu Zigui more and more sharp?"
"It's for the people of Dafeng, for the people of the world." Long princess a word, from the heart.
The smile on Zhao Shou's face became more and more ironic.
The eldest princess changed her tone and sighed: "after the battle of Shanhai, Dafeng's national strength gradually weakened, and natural disasters continued year after year. *****Countless, the disaster of petty officials is more and more obvious.
"All the officials in the court only know about the party struggle, and there are not many empty talkers, but few people who do their best to prosper the country. Dean, the empire is short of a mender. "
After that, she did not wait for Zhao Shou to open her mouth and continued to talk: "three years ago, the northern barbarians tore up the treaty, repeatedly violated the border and plundered the people.
"The barbarians in the South destroyed the post roads and attacked the military town in an attempt to recapture the lost land.
"The western regions looked on coldly, and Buddhism threatened to preach to the Central Plains."
She gradually increased tone, voice is no longer cold, "Dean, as a scholar, shouldn't a show of ambition, revive national prestige."
Zhao Shou stared at the princess for a moment, then moved his eyes away from the elegant and elegant face, looked out of the window at the green bamboo forest, and shook his head and sighed:
"if you don't want to, it's not the time. Princess long, please come back
The eldest princess couldn't hide her disappointment and was about to leave. The sound of hasty footsteps came from outside the elegant Pavilion. A gentleman of the college rushed in and cried out:
"Dean, something's wrong. Li mubai, Zhang Shen and Chen Tai are fighting."
Li mubai looked at the wall of the announcement, and more and more students gathered. Even the gentlemen of the college came to hear the wind and patted their thighs excitedly, praising the poem as ingenious, simple and reasonable. Li Daru's ear moved, catching the mountain breeze and sending intermittent conversation: "first there was a poem about who didn't know the king, and now there is another one about persuading people to learn. Am I going to rise again in the way of Confucianism?" "In the past two hundred years, there have been few excellent poems. Now, with these two poems, our generations of scholars have the face to face the future generations." "Compared with the world who does not know the king, this admonishment poem must spread more widely, and it will be used to admonish scholars from time to time." "Why is there no signature? Which great scholar wrote it?" There is no signature... This poem must be very popular... Li mubai moved in his heart and looked at the two friends who talked in a low voice. He retreated and left quietly. Zhang Shen suddenly found that Li mubai had disappeared. "Where's brother Chunjing?" "Just now it's still here..." Chen Tai looked around and pointed to the direction of the low wall: "there." When Zhang shenxun left, he saw Li mubai holding a pen and writing something on a huge piece of paper. Zhang Shen and Chen Taining get together, and their pupils suddenly become deep. They are 100 meters away. Two people saw clearly that Li mubai wrote such a small line beside the three words in the poem: "at the end of gengzi, at the beginning of xinchou, my teacher Mu Bai encouraged me to learn. I feel that I wrote this poem." That is to say, at the end of gengzi and the beginning of xinchou, my teacher Li mubai advised me to work hard. I agreed with him and wrote this poem. Can this rub? The two great Confucians split their minds in an instant. "Shameless old thief, put down your pen quickly!" .... the elegant Pavilion behind the academy is built close to the mountain, adjacent to liudiebao in the East and evergreen bamboo forest in the West. Bamboo is rare in the north. It's not easy to feed and breed. The sight of thunderbolt springing up overnight can only be seen in the south. The gentlemen of the Academy transplanted bamboo from the South and cultivated it diligently. It took 50 years to cultivate this lush bamboo forest. Scholars have a special love for bamboo, and appreciate its strength. They often use bamboo to describe people and themselves. The dean of Yunlu academy came over one day to have a look. Yo, the bamboo forest is so dense. Bamboo is not afraid of cold. It has the strength of four seasons. It's just me. I'll live here in the future. As a result, the accord became the president's retreat. In the simple and elegant teahouse, an old man in linen and a woman in elegant clothes sit opposite each other to drink tea, and a line of strong and resolute warriors guard outside the elegant Pavilion. The gray hair of the old man is scattered at will, which highlights a bit of sloppy and free and uninhibited. The law pattern and the Sichuan character pattern in the middle of the eyebrow are very deep. When laughing, the fishtail pattern is better than the former two. From the appearance alone, it is hard to think that the old man dressed up as a down and out scholar would be the president of Yunlu Academy. The contemporary Confucianists hold the bull's ear. The woman sitting opposite him drinking tea is already over ten years old, but she is wearing a simple bun and a bright golden step, which is obviously not out of the cabinet. She was wearing a gorgeous white dress, skirt dragging on the ground. Her appearance is pure and refined, just like a water lotus which is not a demon but a wash. And that pair of clear eyes is like an ice mirror. It's hard to cover the high cold and luxury in the thoroughness. It's long and attractive. "I haven't seen it for half a year, and the silver wire has been added to the president's hair." Said the eldest princess, in a quiet voice. "It's all vexation." The Dean drank tea with a smile. "Today, I went up to the mountain and heard a poem recited by the disciples of the Academy... Don't worry that there is no confidant in the way ahead. No one in the world knows you!" The long princess's eyes moved like a broken ice mirror: "my palace was very glad to hear such a good work. I don't know if it was the new work of the great scholar?" President Zhao Shou shook his head and laughed. "Why did the Dean laugh at me?" "I'm not laughing at Princess. I'm laughing at Yunlu Academy. It's full of talents, but it's not as straightforward as others. No, the whole Dafeng Confucian community is numb and rigid, lacking aura, and poetry pays most attention to aura. " "... the premier's words confused the palace." The long Princess looks quiet, the beautiful orchid finger twists the tea cup, and the posture of drinking tea is noble and elegant. Zhao Shou sighed: "the one who wrote this poem is not a scholar, but a petty official in Changle County." The princess was moved. The eldest princess of Dafeng Dynasty is different from ordinary women. She is knowledgeable and knowledgeable. At the age of 18, the emperor authorized her to participate in the compilation of books in the Imperial Academy. The year before last, the eldest princess tried to rewrite the history books of the former dynasty, which caused a group of ministers to protest and ended in nothing. "Is the president really not thinking about becoming an official?" Princess Chang's eyes are sincere, and her tone is serious: "Confucianism is people-oriented, life is not long, and the president should not be in the waste years."Few people know that in fact, Zhao Shou was originally granted the official post of the General Administration Department of Qingzhou. But Zhao Shou refused to take office, and wrote to the court, recommended Ziyang Jushi. "If you can open up a way to study for future generations, why don't you do it?" Zhao Shou sighed: "it's a pity that the bamboo grove has been understanding Taoism for more than ten years, and it can't cross the natural moat drawn by the process's Yasheng." "The dean's obsession is too deep. Why is that so?" The eldest princess added tea to herself with an air of complacency. "My father invited you to become an official, and he intended to re-use Yunlu Academy. If you really want to be a student of Yunlu academy, you should not refuse." Zhao Shoushen said with a smile: "is it more and more unable to control Wei Yuan, or is the Dragon killing skill of Zhu Zigui more and more sharp?" "It's for the people of Dafeng, for the people of the world." Long princess a word, from the heart. The smile on Zhao Shou's face became more and more ironic. The eldest princess changed her tone and sighed: "after the battle of Shanhai, Dafeng's national strength gradually weakened, and natural disasters continued year after year. *****Countless, the disaster of petty officials is more and more obvious. "All the officials in the court only know about the party struggle, and there are not many empty talkers, but few people who do their best to prosper the country. Dean, the empire is short of a mender. " After that, she did not wait for Zhao Shou to open her mouth and continued to talk: "three years ago, the northern barbarians tore up the treaty, repeatedly violated the border and plundered the people. "The barbarians in the South destroyed the post roads and attacked the military town in an attempt to recapture the lost land. "The western regions looked on coldly, and Buddhism threatened to preach to the Central Plains." She gradually increased tone, voice is no longer cold, "Dean, as a scholar, shouldn't a show of ambition, revive national prestige." Zhao Shou stared at the princess for a moment, then moved his eyes away from the elegant and elegant face, looked out of the window at the green bamboo forest, and shook his head and sighed: "if you don't want to, it's not the time. Princess long, please come back The eldest princess couldn't hide her disappointment and was about to leave. The sound of hasty footsteps came from outside the elegant Pavilion. A gentleman of the college rushed in and cried out: "Dean, something's wrong. Li mubai, Zhang Shen and Chen Tai are fighting."
