The Confucian Temple is the place with the strongest literary atmosphere in the entire Jingshi, and it is a holy place for countless great business students, except for scholars, other people, especially martial artists, are basically impossible to enter it.

Moreover, the Great Shang Imperial Court also attaches great importance to this place, and openly and secretly does not know how many forbidden army masters have been arranged to take care of it, and no one dares to make trouble here at all.

Chen Shaojun used to be known as "Wolong", the whole person was confused, although this Temple of Literature is close at hand, in the Beijing Division, but Chen Shaojun basically stayed away, only passing by, and did not step into it.

This is probably the first time I have actually entered it.

Although he was a weapon monarch in his previous life, his cultivation was also related to refining weapons and martial arts, but in this life after all, he was a scholar, and he was born in a family of literature and Taoism.

Almost instinctively, Chen Shaojun felt a sense of closeness in his heart.

Far away, before he got closer, Chen Shaojun felt a fresh breath coming from his face, and it penetrated his heart.

That's the tone!

The Temple of Literature was originally a place for Confucianism to study and rest for poor students and scholars.

It used to be a place where many Confucians, great Confucians, and sages saged, and there were many people who broke through, had an epiphany, and reached a higher level here.

Nowadays, there are many students who read here at night, pondering the scriptures, and so many literati gather, making the literary atmosphere here extremely strong.

In just such a moment, Chen Shaojun felt that his literary qi was budding, and even the literary qi in his body had faintly increased a lot.

Not only that, Chen Shaojun looked up, there was a gathering of culture here, and even the trees around the Temple of Literature were growing lushly, obviously much taller than the other trees around.

Chen Shaojun settled down, quickly took a step, and walked inside.

At the moment when he stepped into the temple of literature, the sound of reading aloud came like a tide.

Looking up, there are Tsing Yi students walking in a hurry with their heads bowed everywhere, and when they pass by, you can even hear the scriptures chanted in their mouths, such as "the saint said ......", "the way of heaven and humanity ......", "do not do to others what you do not want to do to ......yourself".

The Great Shang Dynasty was prosperous in the style of learning, and the style of study tours was also extremely popular, in addition to the students of the Beijing Division, a considerable part of the students in this Confucian Temple were all scholars who came to the Beijing Division.

"People who come stop and learn from the temple and holy places, and outsiders are not allowed to enter. May I ask who is the surname, can you have a Confucian name?"

At this time, a voice came into his ears, and at the gate of the Confucian Temple, a Confucian man in a green shirt led several students, who had already discovered Chen Shaojun and shouted from afar.

"I'm tired of the teacher, student Chen Shaojun, I want to spend a few days in the Temple of Literature, and at the same time consult the ancient books of the sages. ”

Chen Shaojun hurriedly stepped forward, bent down, and respectfully handed over the Confucian books that had been prepared in the morning.

Confucianism is the voucher of all Confucianism and Taoism protégés, from Confucianism, Confucianism, grandmasters, to ordinary students and students, only those who are included in Confucianism can be regarded as included in the Confucianism and Taoism gates.

Otherwise, even if you are talented and intelligent, you will not be recognized by Confucianism and Taoism, and even if you want to borrow the scriptures of Confucianism and Taoism, it is impossible.

Once a major mistake is committed, and after being reviewed by the holy temples of the three provinces, he will be expelled from Confucianism and removed from Confucianism, and he will be ruined and spurned by the people of the world.

Even the Great Shang Imperial Court would blacklist this person and never hire him.

This is why Confucianism is so important to Confucianism and Taoism.

"Chen Shaojun? ”

After taking over Chen Shaojun's Confucian books, the Confucian man in Tsing Yi frowned slightly, and faintly thought of something, but the Temple of Literature originally came and went freely, as long as he had read the Confucian books and verified his body, the rest was not important.

"Put things away, you can borrow the classics in the Temple of Literature at will, but they must be comparable to your own literary temperament, you must be greedy and chew more, and you must be down-to-earth. ”

The Confucian in Tsing Yi didn't think much about it, and soon returned the Confucian book to Chen Shaojun.

"Thank you, teacher. ”

Chen Shaojun bowed and saluted back, and quickly passed by a few people and stepped through the entrance.

Just took two steps, without the slightest warning, Chen Shaojun's heart was shocked, as if he had stepped from one world to another, and everything in front of him changed.

"Zi said: Disciples are filial piety when they enter, and they are filial piety when they go out, and they are cautious and faithful, and they love the public, and they are kind and ......."

"A gentleman has nothing to eat, no shelter to live in, and is sensitive to things and cautious in his words......"

"If a gentleman is not heavy, he is not prestigious, and if he learns, he is not solid. The Lord is faithful, and he who has no friends is not as good as himself......"

As soon as I stepped into the Temple of Literature, a loud sound of reading immediately came to my ears.

Chen Shaojun raised his eyes and saw that in the Temple of Literature, a vast literary aura was silver and white, like silk, like the Milky Way.

The literary atmosphere is magnificent and immense, and the weather is myriad, and from a distance, there are many scriptures and words appearing in it.

"The spirit is real!"

Chen Shaojun was also slightly moved when he saw this scene.

If a reader recites the sage's articles attentively and concentrates on his mind, he will be able to embody the articles.

However, the article has extremely high requirements, in addition to the number of requirements, there are also high requirements for students' understanding and talent.

Just looking at the scene in front of him, the talents of the students here are at least above four liters.

- Chen Shaojun didn't even have a rise in talent.

"Student Chen Shaojun, meet Master Confucius! Studying here today, I hope that the master will bless and protect the students to open up their spiritual wisdom and enlighten the sage road. ”

In front of the tall statue of Confucius in front of the Temple of Literature, Chen Shaojun settled down and bowed.

Master Confucius is the source of Confucianism and Taoism, and is the ancestor of thousands of students in the world throughout the ages.

Respecting teachers is not only the advocacy of Confucianism, but also for Chen Shaojun, it is true in the fairy world and in the human world.

"Haha, more than thirty percent of the students who came to the Confucian Temple this time are students of my son Zhang School, and if the teacher knows, he will be extremely pleased. ”

"Yes, yes, in time, our Zizhang School will definitely be able to become the head of the eight Confucian schools!"

"Senior brother is speechless, where did the eight schools come from, we Confucianism has always only had seven schools, does the senior brother think that the little Ziju school is also among the eight schools and can be included in the sage gate wall?"

......

At this time, a sound of conversation suddenly came into his ears, and hearing the voice, Chen Shaojun frowned steeply.

Subconsciously, Chen Shaojun turned around and looked, only to see not far away, three Confucian teenagers dressed in snow-white cloth robes, walking side by side, walking from the Temple of Literature.

"What my brother said is that I lost my words. There are only two sons and sons of the Chen family in the Ziju school, and Chen Zongxi was expelled from Confucianism, and the remaining Chen Wolong is afraid that he will be arrested and imprisoned in the near future. ”

The other walked flatteringly.

"It's them!"

Chen Shaojun's heart sank sharply.

Among the eight major schools, the Zizhang school has always been powerful, while the Ziju school is often excluded by other schools because of the scarcity of disciples and the cultural dispute.

It's just that Chen Shaojun didn't expect that even in a place like the Temple of Literature, he couldn't avoid the slander of these people.

"Huh?"

At this time, several other people also seemed to feel something strange, and turned their heads to see Chen Shaojun not far away.

"It's you?!"

The man at the head was obviously surprised, but soon the man sneered, and led the two behind him to stride towards Chen Shaojun:

"Chen Shaojun, what are you doing here?"

"What? You mean that sleepy insect Chen Wolong?"

The other two looked surprised and looked at Chen Shaojun together.

"Hmph, who is he?"

The man at the head said unceremoniously.

"It's him!"

After receiving a definite answer, the other two looked at Chen Shaojun again, and their eyes were suddenly full of disgust and disgust.

"Heh, the Temple of Literature was originally set up by the imperial court, as long as you are a scholar of literature and Taoism, you can enter and leave freely, since you can come, why can't I come?"

Chen Shaojun sneered, and immediately said unceremoniously.

People are good at being bullied, horses are good at being ridden, and Chen Shaojun will never make any concessions to deal with these people.

"Hmph, the Temple of Literature is indeed forbidden to enter and exit, anyone can enter and exit, but it depends on who it is. Scholars read the books of sages and sages, and discern things, and the Temple of Literature is naturally very welcome, but the kind of snakes and rats who do not learn and have no skills, deceive teachers and steal their names, and plagiarize other people's articles, the saints despise them, and they are also worthy of entering the Temple of Literature?"

The man at the head said with disdain.

"What do you mean?"

Hearing this, Chen Shaojun raised his eyebrows, and his face changed suddenly.

"Chen Shaojun, are you knowingly asking, are you still deliberately pretending to be confused here? Bamboo Forest Poetry Society, you plagiarized other people's articles and took them for yourself, this matter is already known to everyone in Beijing, and such an act is simply a shame on Wendao, and everyone in Wendao is ashamed to be with you. ”

The man at the head spoke coldly and aggressively.

Hum, hearing this, Chen Shaojun's heart sank suddenly.

Xie Chuan!

Between the lightning and fire, a figure suddenly appeared in Chen Shaojun's mind.

Bamboo Garden Poetry Club, flowing in the winding water, Chen Shaojun originally thought that he had proved his innocence after some actions, but he didn't expect that this matter not only did not disappear, but it seemed to be used by people with intentions, adding oil and vinegar, and further expanding.

After thinking about it, among all the people gathered that day, only Xie Chuan had the ability and motivation to do so.

No, it's not just that!

The person in front of him and Xie Chuan are the same as each other, and they are both protégés of the Zizhang School, maybe the other party's words were intentional.

Thinking of this, Chen Shaojun's face became gloomy, and there was a faint anger in his heart.

The Chen family represents the Ziju school, and it is not the first time that they have been suppressed by others, but the other party's methods are too inferior.

"What's your name?"

Chen Shaojun raised his head and said coldly.

"Zizhang School Pei Yang. ”

The man at the head hugged his fists, and his momentum was aggressive:

"What's the matter? Chen Wolong, annoyed and angry, still want to do it?"

"It's not enough to do it, let me ask you, can you be present at the Bamboo Forest Poetry Meeting that day?"

Chen Shaojun's gaze suddenly became extremely fierce.

"Of course not, but ......"

Pei Yang Zhenzhen had a word, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Chen Shaojun.

"Since you haven't, it's hearsay, you are also a disciple of the Confucian family, a protégé of Confucianism and Taoism, this kind of thing has not been witnessed with your own eyes, and you have not personally confirmed it, and everyone will follow if you don't know the truth. Confucius teaches benevolence, righteousness, propriety, and wisdom, and you can also be called 'wisdom'?

Chen Shaojun sneered at each other and said unceremoniously.

"You!"

When Pei Yang heard this, his expression was suffocated, and he glared at Chen Shaojun fiercely, unable to say half a word.