Shi Zizheng's mood was excited.

He looked at the poems in front of him repeatedly, as if he had met a bosom friend.

"The person who wrote this is named Cao Wei, Huiyuan, who will take the exam this year, and is also a protégé of Qing'er's sister."

Shi Di introduced seriously.

"Cao Wei?"

Shi Zizheng suddenly felt that this name was a little familiar, as if he had heard it.

Immediately, he looked at Murong Qing.

Seeing this, Murong Qing hurriedly explained: "Senior Uncle, it is the ...... that Qing'er mentioned to you yesterday."

"Good good ......"

Shi Zizheng said three good words in a row, with a smile on his face, and then asked, "Then where is he now?" ”

"He's walking with my dad right now, he should be there later!"

"Very good ......"

Shi Zichang breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes fell on Shi Di's body: "Di'er, since you sent this word, you must have the answer in your heart, right?" ”

Shi Di's cheeks flushed slightly, and he didn't speak, just nodded slightly.

"Okay."

Shi Zizheng was very satisfied: "This person is from a poor family, and it is not easy to have this awareness. ”

At this time.

Everyone in the hall was curious.

I didn't expect this poem to be appreciated by Shi Zizheng.

Immediately afterwards, Shi Zizheng dusted off his sleeve robe and said to everyone in the hall: "This word, you can pass it on and watch it to see if you can feel the state of mind in it." ”

"Thank you, sir."

After everyone thanked him, Shi Di also took the word to the hall and handed it over to one of the Confucian scholars.

Start with paper.

The Confucian scholar swept over, and then chanted:

"Don't listen to the sound of the forest beating the leaves, why not chant and walk slowly. Bamboo cane and mango shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid, a cloud of smoke and rain Ren Pingsheng. ”

"The steep spring breeze blows the wine and wakes up, slightly cold, and the mountain is obliquely shining but welcomes. Looking back at the bleak place, there is no wind and rain and no sunshine. ”

Read it.

Many Confucian scholars are savoring it.

At this time, Shi Zizheng's eyes were clear, he stroked his beard with a smile, and said:

"The wind and rain written on the top of this poem represent the hardships and tribulations of this person in the first half of his life, but he can still move forward calmly and not be disturbed by wind and rain!"

"And this time he wrote his most real feelings, no matter what the situation, he still faced it calmly, and tasted the setbacks as life, so as to realize it!"

Shi Zizheng said that, and all the Confucian students were shocked.

It is worthy of being a great Confucian.

Although they could all understand the meaning of the words, through Shi Zizheng's mouth, their understanding became more profound.

Now their minds are constantly thinking about the most difficult times of their lives.

Like everyone in the Fang Cai Pavilion, there was still no sound in the audience.

But at this time.

Shi Zizheng opened his mouth and asked, "Are you thinking about the most painful and difficult time in your life?" ”

This question was asked to their hearts, and everyone replied one after another, even Shi Di and Murong Qing also agreed.

Seeing this, Shi Zizheng smiled kindly: "The real power of this poem is here, no matter who understands the meaning of the word, they can think of their own darkest time." That's why it's amazing and reflective. Why is this person able to be free and easy in such a difficult time? ”

The voice fell.

Everyone's expressions gradually became solemn, and Murong Qing also showed a sudden expression.

I have to say.

Great Confucianism is great Confucianism, and the ability to understand is far beyond the ability of Confucian students like them.

When they substituted themselves, Shi Zizheng was already able to jump out of the poem and look at the poem itself.

But there's no denying it.

When they face great tribulations, they will never be able to be spontaneous and free and easy!

It can only be said that this son is definitely not very human!

The Confucian scholars sighed with emotion.

"Sir's words woke up the dreamer, and we are even more curious about this Huiyuan's experience."

"Everyone's situation is different, but there will always be the biggest setback in this life, and students also want to know what this Huiyuan has experienced."

Shi Zizheng smiled: "At lunchtime, the old man must ask, at least when the old man is frustrated, he can't be in such a state of mind, which the old man is ashamed of!" ”

"Father, no wonder the daughter of Fang Cai also thought about it for a long time when she saw this poem, but with her father taking care of her, the daughter has not experienced any hardships, but all she thinks about is what her father once taught, so I think that my father will definitely be able to empathize."

Shi Di said, and Murong Qing also spoke.

"Uncle Shi, in fact, I am similar, when this poem came out, the whole poetry club was silent, it should be substituting for myself......"

"Hehe......"

Shi Zizheng stroked his beard with a smile: "Don't say it's you, the old man is the same." ”

"Then dare to ask Uncle Shi, this word ......" Murong Qing pursed her lips: "Is it possible that this word was copied?" ”

"Copyed?"

Shi Zizheng was a little surprised, but after thinking about it for a while, he smiled and said: "You are his husband, this remark should not come from your eloquence, is it that others question it?" ”

"Uh......"

Murong Qing also looked a little embarrassed, and hurriedly explained: "It's Wang Yuan's guy, he deliberately targeted Cao Wei!" ”

"Wang Yuan?"

Shi Zizheng shook his head slowly: "Whether it was copied or not, I have already given you the answer, everyone has a different experience, big or small." For the nobles of the family, it may be the greatest pain if the finger is pierced, but for the poor people, the pain is also the greatest if they break their hands and cannot cultivate. ”

"As the saying goes, the benevolent see the wise and the wise see the wise, maybe everyone's encounter is different, but they can definitely find the most unacceptable suffering. What ultimately makes the difference is your state of mind in the face of suffering. ”

When Murong Qing heard this, he immediately felt ashamed, and hurriedly bowed his hand: "The student has been taught." ”

"Hmm."

Shi Zizheng nodded kindly: "The old man has to meet this son now, it is really the luck of the old man in this life, maybe the old man can't fulfill the will in this life, he can help the old man realize the ......"

Call......

No matter how calm those Confucian scholars were, they couldn't keep it the same when they heard this.

As everyone knows.

Shi Zi is the existence that has the opportunity to enter the sanctification with poetry, which is naturally the will of this great Confucian in this life.

Now Shi Zizheng feels that Cao Wei has been able to inherit his will, which must mean that he is expected to be holy-saged!

What a high rating?!

"It's rare for a father to be happy today, and his daughter is going to prepare a meal now."

"The old man can accept this apprentice, and he has no regrets in this life. But thanks to Lord Murong, the old man will personally go to the village to greet him later! ”

Shi Zizheng's face was full of red light, and he looked at Murong Qing.

Murong Qing was also very happy.

Cao Wei was able to enter the academy as she wished and worshiped under the Great Confucianism, and she will also be praised by the dean.

Thanks to Cao Wei!

At this moment, in addition to thanking Cao Wei in her heart, she only had gratitude left.

Everyone didn't have time to give up, but there were bursts of hearty laughter outside the hall.

"Brother Zizheng, I've already arrived, why bother you to come out of the village to greet you in person?!"