Chapter 2 A misstep becomes a character through the ages
'Red crisp hands, yellow vine wine, two yellow orioles singing green willows; Outside the Great Wall, on the side of the ancient road, a line of egrets ascended to the blue sky!'
There was a crooked verse on the wall of the cafeteria of the academy, Xu Yang walked there and was stunned for a moment, this line of sentences was still written by himself when the academy was built.
Sun Simiao saw that Xu Yang was not leaving, so he also stopped, glanced twice in the direction of Xu Yang's look, and then smiled: "At that time, when the academy started construction and built this canteen, you were full of poetry at that time, and you insisted on being served by pen and ink, so you wrote this line of sentence on the wall, which became a joke of the academy at that time, and even Mr. Yan Zhitui read the poem you wrote and said that the idea of the ghost valley was really imaginative, and later this poem was circulated in Chang'an, and many singing workshops also sang your poem. ”
Xu Yang smiled embarrassedly, he stumbled into a romantic figure for thousands of years, he was talking about himself, right?
The seowon is very large, and from the very beginning it was set up as a self-contained closed school teaching method in later generations, but it was biased towards university courses, and the freedom of students was not restricted.
This new teaching method was met with great resistance when Xu Yang sued Yan Zhitui, Lu Deming, and Li Gang, and several old gentlemen were skeptical of this non-binding teaching method.
The construction of the academy was completely based on Xu Yang's planning drawings, which were basically not much different from the universities of later generations, with teaching buildings, dormitory buildings, and canteens. Students have their own free time each week to attend what classes they take, and the library is open to students of the college free of charge.
The academy said that it was not big, it was not small, and when it was half a pillar of incense, Sun Simiao took Xu Yang to the dean's office, knocked on the door, and saw the two old men playing chess intently, and the small porcelain pot next to them was boiling tea, and the room was full of the fragrance of tea.
Xu Yang and Sun Simiao didn't speak at all, just watched the two old men quietly playing chess on the sidelines.
Datang, the entertainment method is monotonous and makes people drowsy, especially as a modern person in the 21st century, when returning to the ancient times when food and clothing were worry-free and had nothing to do, boredom can simply drive people crazy.
But in this room, Xu Yang felt a rare sense of spiritual tranquility, and the air seemed to be filled with a Zen fragrance, so he began to watch the two old men play chess intently.
People become old and fine, this sentence is not wrong, as they grow older, great wisdom is bred in their minds, Lu Deming and Yan Zhitui The two old gentlemen play Go, the most traditional and mysterious battle in China.
Life is like playing chess. The higher ones can see five, seven, or even a dozen moves, while the lower ones can only see two or three moves. The master takes the overall situation into account, seeks the general trend, does not focus on one son and one place, and aims to win the chess in the end; If you have a low hand, you will fight for every inch of land, and as a result, you will work hard and make mistakes repeatedly, and you will end in failure.
The two old men are both deep chess players, naturally they will not make these small mistakes, they are cautious in every move, and there is no difference between gains and losses.
Mr. Lu Deming took the white first, but after more than ten hands, the first-hand advantage has disappeared, and then more than a dozen hands, the first-hand advantage has been transferred to Mr. Yan Zhitui's side, after dozens of hands, those who are deeper than the chess road can see that although Lu Deming's chess skills are high, but compared with Mr. Yan Zhitui, who has been immersed in the chess road for many years, he is still slightly inferior, but Lu Deming's strain is surprising, sometimes wonderful, unexpected.
The two of them went back and forth, attacking the city, and the sword and sword shadows seemed to rush to the sky on the chessboard, and Xu Yang and Sun Simiao, who were watching the battle from the sidelines, were also completely attracted.
The layout on the chessboard has ended, and finally to the point of short-handedness, I saw Mr. Yan Zhitui besieging and killing with one hand, wanting to kill Mr. Lu Deming's big dragon, of course Mr. Lu Deming will not sit still, Bai Zi will make up immediately, and he will connect the white dragon head, Bai Zi Chong, Heizi tip, Bai Zi dig, Hei Zi seal, Bai Zi break, Hei Zi is broken, the chessboard is suddenly thrilling, the sharp chase, the two of them are clearly holding knives and grabbing short soldiers, fierce fighting.
Beads of sweat were already oozing from Xu Yang's head, watching these two bigwigs play chess was like watching a fight on an ancient battlefield!
Bai Zihu, Heizi squeezing, Baizi rolling, Heizi card, Baizi flying town, Heizi flying pressing, Baizi also clipping, Heizi Todu, and finally the whole game of chess is like yin and yang, full of black and white two sons.
Lu Deming didn't drop any more, just picked up a cup of tea that had already been warmed on the side, and took a sip gently.
"It's the loss of the second son in the final battle again, and the old man is a little unwilling."
Mr. Yan Zhitui smiled very happily, "Your old guy's chess skills have improved day by day, and now you can force the second son, but you have played more than seven sons in a row." ”
"Don't talk about me, there are two people waiting here," Lu Deming said with a smile.
"One of them here has just returned from overseas, when the old man reviewed the Datang News last night, he saw that His Majesty had granted amnesty to the world, and at the same time planned to seal a marquis, I guess it was you kid." Yan Zhitui also said with a smile.
Xu Yang hurriedly stepped forward and saluted, these two are the top bosses of the Tang Dynasty, one is the historian of the Yan family, and the other is a Confucian of the Three Dynasties, but he can't be lazy, "The two old gentlemen praise falsely, how can the kid He De win this honor." ”
Yan Zhitui's face suddenly straightened, and he said sternly: "If the potatoes that yield fifteen stones per mu are indeed true, and they can be produced on a large scale, not to mention that His Majesty has not been divided, the old man can personally ask for a heirloom for you." ”
Lu Deming also smiled: "You don't need to be old-looking, if this qiē is really as you said, Sun Daochang, Yuan Tianshi, Chunfeng and they will also go to the table together to give you a national identity." ”
Xu Yang's face flushed, "Thank you for your love, Xu is flattered." ”
"Haha." Yan Zhitui's aura was much calmer, "When your kid returned from overseas, he didn't accompany your wife at home, but came to the academy to find a few old men of us, say, what's the matter?" ”
Xu Yang bowed and hugged his fists and said: "The kid came here this time to discuss with you old gentlemen whether my Nanshan Academy can open a few more disciplines, such as mechanical engineering, chemical materials, and introduce more talents for training." ”
Lu Deming pondered for a moment, and said softly: "These are still your ghost valley techniques?" ”
"Exactly." Xu Yang replied with a fist
The primary school of Chang'an Academy has begun to enroll.
Li Chengqian and Li Tai entered Nanshan Academy to study, and of course, a bunch of princely children who were about the same age as them accompanied them to enroll.
On the day of admission, the gate of Nanshan Academy, which was built with strange stones, was crowded with all kinds of luxurious carriages, all of which came to send these little marquis and little princes to school.
Xu Yang did not greet these seven or eight o'clock suns in the academy at this time, and he had been secretly summoned to the East Palace at this time.
Chang'an, East Palace, Imperial Study.
Li Er, who had been waiting for two days, finally couldn't hold back and took the initiative to summon Xu Yang into the palace.
"Sue me, how did you know about the locust plague?" Li Er stared at Xu Yang's eyes, as if he wanted to penetrate Xu Yang's inner thoughts.
"Returning to Your Majesty, the minister's ancestor Guiguzi calculated." Xu Yang still answered this one.
"Is it true that this year's Turkic snow disaster is true?" Li Er's eyes were already shining outward.
"Returning to Your Majesty, it is true, my ghost valley calculation has always been the most accurate calculation technique between heaven and earth." Xu Yang replied confidently.
Li Er slowed down, looked at Xu Yang and said softly: "I plan to give you a position as a marquis, are you satisfied?" ”
Xu Yang knelt on the ground and kowtowed, "Your Majesty is so elevated to your minister, how dare the minister be dissatisfied." ”
Li Er said with a smile: "I have been founding the Tang Dynasty for more than ten years, and I have never been crowned the marquis of the country, and I expect you to be satisfied. ”
"By the way, are you sure the planting manuals for those good varieties are accurate? I went to see the potatoes and corn in the past few days, and I felt that these plants were a little yellow. ”
"Your Majesty doesn't need to worry, it's just a regional difference, and this won't be the case when the next generation of seeds comes."
Li Er was obviously relieved, for some reason, now as long as he heard Xu Yang's assurance, he would feel particularly relieved.
"Your Majesty, the minister has a request."
"Oh?" Li Er was stunned for a moment, Guigu really didn't seem to take the initiative to ask for anything. "Xu Aiqing, please speak."
"The minister asks His Majesty to send troops to Goryeo!" R1152