"Master Yan, what kind of place is this?" Along East Street, with Yan Wenting, all the way to a dilapidated palace, Wen Qihang asked Yan Wenting with some doubts.

"Guozijian." Yan Wenting sighed lightly.

"........" heard Yan Wenting's answer, Wen Qihang had a surprised expression, and glanced at the dilapidated palace in front of him, and the surprise in his heart was beyond words. Could it be that this is where it is known as the highest university in the country? With this posture, even the monk temple in the deep mountains and old forests is not as good!

"Wenjue, isn't it a little unbelievable?" Yan Wenting smiled bitterly.

"Indeed." Wen Qihang nodded.

"That's why the old man will come forward to speak for Wen Jue." Yan Wenting said.

"Please forgive the boy's stupidity." Wen Qihang said with some puzzlement.

"Since the former Tang Dynasty Hanyu and Liu Zongyuan, there have been no writers in this world for more than 100 years." Yan Wenting sighed, and then continued to explain: "Especially after the end of the Tang Dynasty, the disasters of military generals have emerged one after another, causing the thousand-year-old Wenhua of our clan to gradually decline, and now it has reached the verge of extinction........

"Master Yan is too pessimistic, isn't he?" Wen Qihang grinned. The eight masters of the Tang and Song dynasties, only the Song Dynasty accounted for six, and after the Tang poetry, the literary form of Song Ci appeared, and it was brought to an extreme.

"Pessimistic?" Yan Wenting snorted lightly and said, "Wen Jue, do you know how many students are there in the Guozi Prison now?" ”

"........" Wen Qihang shook his head to indicate that he didn't know.

"At the peak of the previous dynasty, there were only thirty-six, and now in the new dynasty, there are only eighteen left. According to the old system of the former Tang Dynasty, the full number of Guozi Prison was 200 people, and there were other Hongwen Hall and other places to supplement. But the current Guozijian can't even do it at full capacity. And the theory that reading is useless is even more dusty, and if it goes on like this, who will inherit my thousand-year-old Chinese culture. Yan Wenting said angrily.

........ "Okay!" It turns out that the theory of the uselessness of reading was also invented by our ancestors. Wen Qihang smiled bitterly and said: "Master Yan, the students recruited by this country are all children of the official eunuch's family, for them, it is enough to have a good father, what are you doing studying!" ”

Since the establishment of the Guozijian in the Sui Dynasty, for hundreds of years, the Guozijian has been set up for the children of high-ranking officials and dignitaries, and only the children of officials above the seventh rank in the court have the qualifications to enter the study.

"Hey! A thousand-year-old illness can not be changed in a short period of time. Yan Wenting sighed lightly and said: "However, the cost of studying is too high, and this poor kid wants to go to school........ It's hard! ”

"Actually, Master Yan doesn't have to worry too much, at least His Majesty still attaches great importance to literati today. The so-called upward and downward effect, as long as His Majesty has this meaning, there will be more people who read in the future. Wen Qihang said comfortingly.

"The reason why the old man is no longer living is because His Majesty has some intentions in this regard. But just like that, it is not easy to recreate the glory of the Tang Dynasty. Yan Wenting lamented.

"There has to be a process for everything, take your time, we can set an example first, after all, the power of example is infinite. As long as there is a good example, you can achieve twice the result with half the effort, and it will definitely be able to drive the craze of folk reading........ "Wen Qihang was gushing and comforting Yan Wenting, but seeing Yan Wenting looking at himself with strange eyes, Wen Qihang had no choice but to stop running the train full of mouths.

"Wen Jue Gao Zhi, this is exactly what the old man meant." Seeing and hearing Qihang, he was silent, Yan Wenting smiled slightly.

“........ Wait a minute! Master Yan, the role model you chose wouldn't be the kid, right? Wen Qihang cautiously verified.

"Today, apart from Wenjue, who else can have this qualification?" Yan Wenting asked rhetorically.

"How can the kid be ........," Wen Qihang grinned. He originally meant to let Yan Wenting personally put on the battle, how could this go around to him.

"If even Wenjue can't be this role model, then others won't be even more useless." Yan Wenting said with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Master Yan has an overreputation, this is the way to literature, the only person who can be called everyone today can only be Master Yan!" Wen Qihang excused.

"Hey! The old man also wants to do his best, but it's a pity! The old man really can't write lyrics and songs that can shine through the ages, such as "When Will the Bright Moon Exist" and "Qingyu Case: Yuan Xi", let alone "Three Character Classic" and "Hundred Family Names", which can be passed down through the ages. Yan Wenting smacked his lips.

“........ Master Yan, this is just making fun of the boy, the origin of these poems, others don't know, will Master Yan not know? Regarding the origin of these poems, I once explained to Zhao Lao Er that in order to distinguish the truth from the false, I don't believe that Zhao Lao Er will not verify it, so once it is verified, Yan Wenting will be the best choice.

"Regarding these poems, Your Majesty has asked the old man for verification, but God knows, you know and I know, at most, Your Majesty knows, for the millennium plan of our clan's Wenhua, can't Lord Wen do his part?" Yan Wenting said.

“........ Master Yan, you are a literary master, so you naturally know that this knowledge cannot be faked, and once it is exposed in the future, the reputation of that kid will not be stinky. Even figures like Yan Wenting do not hesitate to instigate themselves to deceive the world and steal their reputation, which shows how desperate the current literary status quo is in the hearts of these people of insight. It is probably their efforts that more than 100 years later, they can usher in the great prosperity of Song Ci.

"Humph! If it weren't for the old man who spoke out to help him today, I'm afraid that Wenjue's reputation would already be a stinky street. Yan Wenting snorted lightly.

"........ must admit this!" If it weren't for Old Man Yan coming out to speak out, he would have been forced by Zhao Lao Er to personally agree to marry the Zhou sisters, and it was precisely because of Old Man Yan's support that Zhao Lao Er had to go into battle shirtless in person, thus saving his reputation.

"Wenjue, sometimes Lone Chen is not so easy to do." Yan Wenting continued to persuade.

"Lonely?" Smelling Qihang, he was surprised.

"Wen Jue, do you know, why are these civil and military ministers a little unkind to see you?" Yan Wenting said with a smile.

"Please give me advice." Wen Qihang said curiously. For this point, Wen Qihang was really a little puzzled, since Yan Shen became an official, whether it was a civil servant or a military general, all he gave him was white eyes and cold reception.

"The literati are light, this is not an empty word, a young man who is not enough to have a weak crown, not only wrote poems that can be praised through the ages, but also on the basis of the four books and five classics, added "Three Character Classics", "Hundred Family Names" and other Hongwen.

Wen Jue can know what a great achievement! In the past thousand years, there are only a dozen people who can be called Fan Wen. According to Wenjue's current age, as long as they are literati of the same era as Wenjue, it is conceivable that they will never have a bright day.

The light of fireflies, how can it compete with the bright moon, thousands of years later, the world will only know the lord, not the rest.

As for the generals, Wenjue quelled the rebellion twice, and almost without spending a single soldier, in a short period of time, he conquered Xiongcheng such as Zezhou and Yangzhou. It is foreseeable that there will be no more male cities in this world that can stop Wenjue's footsteps........

This time, after the ceremony of my dynasty, all the envoys from various countries came to watch the ceremony, did Lord Wen think they really came to watch the ceremony? In fact, their real intention is to see and hear you, and the soldiers have a cloud: know themselves and know their opponents, and they will not be defeated in a hundred battles. Wen Jue has such a great cause, will he be liked by the generals? Yan Wenting explained.

"........" After listening to Yan Wenting's words, he suddenly felt enlightened when he heard Qihang, and finally knew why he was hated by those civil and military generals. Before Yan Shen came out, he offended the Wenchen all over the world with Su Shi's eternal swan song "When Will the Bright Moon Exist", especially those old immortals who have been studying for decades feel deep despair. After decades of in-depth study, they would lose to a teenager who was not enough to have a weak crown, how could they be convinced.

"What does Wen Jue think? As long as Wen Jue is willing to cooperate with the old man, troubles like this can be wiped out immediately. Yan Wenting seduced.

"But what is fake is fake, and Huanghuang Qingshi will not spare the boy." Wen Qihang said worriedly.

"Wen Jue doesn't have to worry, history is actually written by the victors, not to mention that my Yan clan is the orthodoxy recorded in history." Yan Wenting said with relief.

“........ Master Yan, this is a bit too much, right? Even if we don't care about our own reputation, we still can't deceive the world and steal our name. Wen Qihang grinned.

"If you can make my Huaxia Wenhua glorious again, don't say that the old man's name is to destroy the name of my Yan family, then the old man will not hesitate." Yan Wenting said loudly.

"........ "This damn old man Yan, this is going crazy!" If you want to leave a stench for 10,000 years, you don't have to drag yourself to the funeral!

(End of chapter)