The ancients said: The worries of the world are worried, and the joys of the world are happy.

Even if the great vassal kings want to be emperors, they must first consider the feelings of the people. If you don't get the support of the people, then you are rebelling, rather than changing the dynasty according to the trend of the times.

In the winter of the fourth year of Daye, Yang Weiyang officially became a student of the Academy.

However, he has nothing to do with his studies, and many people in the academy are dissatisfied with him. After all, a person with a bad reputation studying with them is not happy in their hearts.

On the first day of Yang Weiyang's enrollment, he was led by his elder sister to a white-haired old man.

"Hello Master!" the white-haired old man saluted Yang Yaluo.

Yang Yaluo hurriedly held the old man's hand and said, "Mr. Chen, you don't have to be polite, this is my younger brother, I'll leave it to you." ”

"The Master commands him, and he should obey it. It's just that His Royal Highness the Prince of the World came down to learn the Book of Poetry, isn't it appropriate?" Chen Baisheng said.

Yang Weiyang looked up at Yang Yaluo, and hurriedly said: "Mr. Chen's words are wrong, and the students have also read a lot of books. Although the reputation is not good, for the entire five countries, it can be regarded as an outstanding talent who can recite poetry. ”

As soon as he said this, not only Chen Baisheng laughed, but even Yang Yaluo laughed.

Who doesn't know that you often buy poems and then tell others that you wrote it yourself, and now come here to pretend to be a big-tailed wolf, and you are not afraid to make jokes. said that the son of the king of Xishu has no other skills, and bragging is a must in the world.

Yang Weiyang didn't ask people what they were laughing at, and even he didn't believe it himself. Although Shu is mostly the seed of reading, His Royal Highness the Prince can only read books, not read.

Have you ever seen a scholar with a book in his hand, staring at the sky with blank eyes and shaking his head?

In the Great Sui Dynasty, birth had already decided everything. Even if Yang Weiyang is a seed of reading, what is the role of his reading. It is said that after ten years of hard study, in the end, I was able to take the top prize and receive the blessing of my ancestors. It's a pity that he is the prince of Xishu, and it is impossible for the noble son who may inherit the throne in the future to be recognized to participate in the scientific examination.

"When the prince reads a hundred books, he should know what the Book of Poetry says!" Chen Baisheng continued.

This is the real test, not a malicious one. This Mr. Chen's meaning is very simple, if the master told him how to accept Yang Weiyang, a student, but if he doesn't know anything about this, he can only let him go with the flow.

The so-called going with the flow is to let Yang Weiyang leave a name, and he can still do what he wants to do during his study time. Therefore, this Mr. Chen is definitely an old pedant who is dedicated to learning and does not participate in current affairs.

Yang Weiyang replied: "When it comes to the Book of Songs, I have a lot of research. In the past, when I was in Xishu, I often held a book and read it for most of the day. In those years, I was able to memorize all the content of the Book of Songs, and now I have been debauched for a few years and only remember those few lines. ”

Chen Baisheng asked: "I don't know what the prince remembers, and what kind of understanding he has." ”

Yang Weiyang thought for a while before answering: "Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the river island, fair lady, gentleman." ”

Yang Yaluo almost didn't move, she couldn't figure out what fish was in this guy's head.

There is a Ya fish in Shudi, also known as Qi mouth split fish. This fish has a strange nature and is one of the rare species that few people can catch. Yang Weiyang only ate this kind of fish when he was in Xishu, and it seems that he has eaten too much and has become a fish brain.

Chen Baisheng didn't get angry, but asked with a smile and kindness: "These sentences that the prince is familiar with are indeed from the Book of Songs, I don't know how the prince understands these poems?"

Yang Weiyang said without thinking about it this time: "The waterfowl chirping in Guan Guan inhabit the sandbar in the river. A kind and beautiful girl, a good spouse of a good man. The master didn't know that in Xishu, all the men in the world hoped to marry a good girl from Xishu, and I believe that there was no man in the five countries who didn't want to marry a girl from Xishu. The Book of Poetry is a work of the Western Zhou Dynasty, at that time there was actually a good concept of beauty and ugliness, and now it refers to Western Shu, and no one should object. In the past, a strong view of beauty and ugliness had been formed in the Western Zhou Dynasty, just like a compliment.

The Master may think that it is useless for me to say so much, that the Book of Poetry is dead after all, and that ideas are always alive. ”

Chen Baisheng looked at Yang Weiyang, was silent for a while, and his expression became serious.

Although the prince said so much, the old man didn't understand the meaning at all. But there is a saying that is true, books are dead, people are alive, and the living cannot be suffocated to death by urine!"

Yang Weiyang was speechless for a while, you are an old man, and there is my sister next to you. If it weren't for your age, I would have thrown my fist directly at you.

Yang Weiyang became Chen Baisheng's disciple, Chen Baisheng is not simple, he used to be one of the top ten masters, but he was squeezed out of this position by Yang Yang Ayaluo, but no one dared to underestimate him.

Yang Weiyang asked: "Chen Baisheng was squeezed down by you, doesn't he hate you?"

Yang Yaluo shook his head: "Mr. Chen is a person who can contribute everything to academics, as long as he can learn something, he can even go to a six-year-old child for advice, this is the real great wisdom." ”

"How about that compared to Sima Xiangru?" Yang Weiyang asked.

"It's better to know that Sima Xiangru can be in the top three of the top ten masters, and the person who is most likely to succeed the master and become the master. But the master has lived for too long, and no one knows if he will die or when he will die. And Sima Xiangru is too terrifying, not only in terms of knowledge, but also in his martial arts talent. He could have set foot in the gate of heaven twenty-five years ago, but he endured it for twenty-five years. Just to surpass the former sage, this person is too miscellaneous, and I am afraid that only the one in the East China Sea can restrain him. ”

"What about the master?" Yang Weiyang asked what the whole world wanted to know.

"The master crosses the gate of heaven and does not enter, and the god who guards the gate of heaven will come out, and heaven and earth will not allow it!"

Yang Weiyang was shocked in place, and said that even if Wufu became holy, it was difficult to compare with the gods in the sky, but the strength of this Confucian saint was shocking, but as the eldest sister said, it was not tolerated by heaven and earth, otherwise the Great Sui Dynasty would have unified the five kingdoms long ago.

"Then I offended that Sima Xiangru, didn't I?" Yang Weiyang didn't continue, but Yang Yaluo already understood what he meant.

"Rest assured, everyone can die, but you won't. After all, Sima Xiangru is a generation of miscellaneous Confucians, and he still needs someone to witness when he is famous and surpasses his predecessors, and you are the witness. ”

"Why me?" Yang Weiyang wondered.

There are too many people in the five countries who are better than themselves, and it would be too strange if they were themselves.

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