Xu Yang opened his mouth, he didn't expect that there were still people in the house, but it was still bright outside, and the old man in the house said that he had visited at night, could it be a night blind patient? He didn't know that when the drum bell of the Drum Tower was struck, it would be dark night for the people of Chang'an, and the only activity at this time was to wash and sleep.

"In Xia Nai, Chang'an County, Hou, Xu Yang." Xu Yang still replied seriously.

"Xu Yang?" The old voice in the room was a little lazy, and then it was like a thunderclap, "Youzhou County Male Xu Yang!?" ”。

This sound startled Xu Yang, I wiped it, why is this old man making such a fuss, how can he still know me?

"Come in, please." The old voice in the room was a little urgent.

Xu Yang is not hypocritical, squeaked and pushed open the door, looked into the house, only to see that this is a rectangular room, similar to the classroom of later generations, the single small desk is just a kneeling desk, a row of four a total of five rows, very neat, the table is full of pen, ink, paper and inkstone, the front end is a large table, an old man leaning on the side of the table, under the dim lamp and candle, he read the book in his hand with relish, saw Xu Yang come in, looked up, only to see him crane hair and childish face, white eyebrows and white beard, a Confucian demeanor.

He stared at Xu Yang carefully, and saw that Xu Yang's heart was furious, this eager look, this old man wouldn't have Long Yangzhi, right?

The old man looked at Xu Yang for a while, and didn't seem to think that there was anything special about this person's appearance, so he said: "You are the Xu Yang who came from overseas and studied under the ghost valley as rumored in the palace, right?" ”

Xu Yang hugged his fists and saluted, and said, "Under the Xiazheng is Xu Yang, a disciple of the twenty-first Ghost Valley. ”

The old man's eyes shot out of the essence, and Xu Yang was in a daze for a while, although his body was aging and decaying, his spirit was still so vigorous.

After glancing at Xu Yang a few times, the old man didn't seem to see anything wrong, and asked, "You said you came from overseas Immortal Mountain?" ”

"It's indeed an overseas mountain, but it's by no means a fairy mountain."

""Historical Records, Feng Zen Book": 'Ziwei, Xuan, and Yan Zhao sent people into the sea to seek Penglai, Abbot, and Yingzhou, and the three gods of the mountain, their Fu was in the Bohai.' On the overseas sacred mountain, the fairy grass elixir, the feathered immortals, is it not right? The old man looked at Xu Yang slyly, waiting for his answer.

"My ghost valley has been passed down to the twenty-first generation of the boy since the sixth generation, and the world has been explored, up to the top of Everest, down to the East China Sea thousands of miles deep, the penguins in the polar regions in the south, and the white bears in the polar regions in the north. Xu Yang said confidently.

"Zi said: It's a strange thing, the old man has never said a word of monsters to you, it's really the style of the Guigu faction, haha, the old man has been friends with you for a long time." The old man suddenly stroked his palms and laughed.

Xu Yang was speechless for a while.

After laughing, the old man shook the book in his hand in front of him, and asked interestingly: "The "Three Character Classic", "Hundred Family Names", and various fables and allusions in this book, don't tell the old man that it was made by a young man, otherwise the old man has studied Confucian classics for 70 years, and he is not as good as a child, so he will simply return to the West early." ”

Listening to the old man's words like a child's trouble, Xu Yang didn't know what to say, he was really naughty the older he was.

"If you go back to your master, this book is indeed not written by me, but created by my master, the twentieth generation of Wen Guigu Qing Songzi, who is much older than you, so you don't suffer." Xu Yang explained.

Li Gang was very happy to hear this, but asked curiously, "Older than me?" Do you know who I am? ”

can ask the princes to read, and they are so old, which one can be found in Xu Yang's mobile phone Baidu besides Li Gang?

"The emperors of the Sui and Tang dynasties, except for Mr. Li Gang, the great Confucian of the world, the kid can't think of anyone else." Xu Yang slapped a sycophant over.

Sure enough, thousands of clothes are not worn, this sentence made Li Gang laugh.

"I didn't expect my name to be known by the people of Guigu, the name is known, the virtue is known, and the old man's life is worth living." Li Gang stroked his beard, he hadn't been so happy for a long time.

"Master, don't say that, your youth has just begun, do you know how old my master Qing Songzi lived? One hundred and four years old, he also began to write the "Three Character Classic" when he was 100 years old, so it is never too late to write a book. ”

When Li Gang heard this, his eyes really began to glow, people started to write books at the age of 100, why can't he write books at the age of 80? The haze of many years was swept away, and a grand wish was born in Li Gang's mind, to write a book, to write a book! This desire is so strong that even Li Gang feels that the desire to survive is even stronger.

"Boy, your words are very inspiring to me, I plan to resign and go home tomorrow and concentrate on writing." Li Gang said solemnly.

"Master, it's not right for you to think like this, how can the books you write have been widely spread by your disciples?" Xu Yang smiled slyly, and he began to stretch out his catcher to catch the big fish.

"Why?" Li Gang didn't understand.

"Think about it, which of the orthodox books of the time, such as the Analects, Mencius, and Laozi, was not recorded by the disciples and finally widely circulated?" Xu Yang had already seen victory beckoning.

When Li Gang heard this, he was obviously stunned, and then he realized that this was indeed the case, "That's right!" That's true! ”。

Xu Yang struck while the iron was hot and said: "You teach the princes to read in this palace, these princes will definitely not give you a book in the future, and the people who can really give you a book and a biography are those students of the poor family." ”

"The Analects. "Advanced", "Zi said: 'From me to Chen Cai, none of them are as good as the door. Virtue: Yan Yuan, Min Ziqian, Ran Boniu, Zhong Gong; Words: Zai me, Zigong; Political affairs: Ran You, Ji Lu; Literature: Zi You, Zi Xia. "Sure enough!" Li Gang was also very excited.

"So, you need to teach some disciples of the Han Sect, and I will order them to write a book that records the words and deeds of the master, so that your grand goal will be achieved."

Li Gang was still a little embarrassed when he heard this, but he seemed to remember something, and asked worriedly: "Your Majesty will let me wash the horse for the prince, if I resign to wash the horse and teach the disciples of the Han Sect, I am afraid that it will be unseemly, and Your Majesty will also blame." ”

Xu Yang said reassuringly: "I didn't say that I wouldn't teach the princes, His Majesty named me the Marquis of Chang'an Founding County, a thousand households, from the three products, the fief is on the Zhongnan Mountain in the south of Chang'an City, I plan to build a Tang Dynasty First Academy there, and the students who go in have no difference in status, only the level of learning, and put all the outstanding children of the princes and the people into it to study." ”

"That sounds like a good idea, but will Your Majesty agree?" Li Gang was still a little worried.

The dim candle was almost burned, and Xu Yang's expression loomed in the dancing flames.

His sly voice rang out in the room.

"Your Majesty will definitely agree, because I will tell him that what I am teaching is the art of the Ghost Valley."

(Thank you Brother Yunzhi, the reward of plum blossoms everywhere!) Five watches a day, thank you! ）