Li Mubai looked at the announcement wall, the students gathered more and more, and even the gentlemen of the college came to hear the wind, patted their thighs excitedly, and praised this poem for being ingenious and simple.

Li Daru's ears moved, capturing the intermittent conversation sent by the mountain wind:

"First there is a poem that no one in the world knows the king, and now there is a poem of persuasion, is it possible that the way of poetry of Confucianism is going to rise again?"

"In the past two hundred years, there have been very few good poems, and now that these two poems have been published, our generations of readers finally have the face to face future generations. ”

"Compared with who in the world does not know the king, this poem of persuasion must be more widely circulated, and it will be taken out from time to time to admonish readers. ”

"Why is there no signature, which Confucian made it?"

No attribution.... This poem must have been widely circulated.... Li Mubai's heart moved, and he glanced at the two friends who were talking in a low voice, and he quietly retreated and left.

Zhang Shen suddenly found that Li Mubai was gone, "Where is Brother Chunjing?"

"Fang is still here...."Chen Tai looked left and right, raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the low wall: "There it is." ”

Zhang Shen followed the prestige and saw Li Mubai retreating from the students, holding a pen and writing something on a huge piece of paper.

Zhang Shen and Chen Tai concentrated, their pupils suddenly became deep, and they were clear from a hundred meters away.

The two saw it clearly, and Li Mubai wrote such a line of small words next to the three words of "Persuasion Poems":

"At the end of Gengzi and the beginning of Xin Chou, my teacher Mubai persuaded him to learn, and he felt that he wrote this poem. ”

It means that at the end of Gengzi and the beginning of Xin Chou, the teacher Li Mubai persuaded me to work hard, and I deeply agreed, so I wrote this poem.

This can also rub the two great Confucians' mentality exploded in an instant.

"Shameless old thief, put down your pen!"

.......

The Accord behind the academy is built on the mountain, adjacent to the Liudi Waterfall in the east, and the evergreen bamboo forest in the west.

Bamboo is a rarity in the north, it is not easy to feed, it is not easy to reproduce, and the scene of mushrooms springing up after a night of thunderstorms can only be seen in the south.

The gentlemen of the academy transplanted bamboo from the south and cultivated it diligently, and it took 50 years to cultivate this lush bamboo forest.

Scholars have a special love for bamboo, appreciate its style, and often use bamboo as a metaphor for people and themselves (praise the emphasis).

The dean of Yunlu Academy came over one day to take a look, yo, the bamboo forest is so dense, the bamboo is not afraid of the cold, the wind and bones of the four seasons, isn't it me.

Everyone is out, and I'll live here from now on.

So, Accord went to the retreat of the dean.

In the simple and elegant tea room, an old man in linen and a woman in fancy clothes sit opposite each other and drink tea, and a column of stubborn armor guards outside the Accord.

The old man's gray hair is casually scattered, highlighting a bit of sloppiness and uninhibitedness, the nasolabial folds and the Sichuan character lines on the eyebrows are extremely deep, and when laughing, the crow's feet are better than the first two.

Judging from the appearance alone, it is difficult for people to think that this old man dressed as a down-and-out Confucian would be the dean of Yunlu Academy.

Contemporary Confucian bull-eared.

The woman who sat and drank tea with him had already passed the double ten, but she was combing a simple snail bun and inserting a shining golden step, which was obviously dressed up before leaving the cabinet.

She wore a moon-white gorgeous dress, the hem of which dragged to the ground.

Her appearance is beautiful and refined, just like a water lotus that is not demonic. And those clear eyes are like an ice mirror, and it is difficult to hide the cold and luxurious in the thoroughness.

The already open figure is exquisitely convex and has attractive curves.

"I haven't seen it for half a year, and the silver thread in the dean's hair has added a lot. The eldest princess said, her voice was also clear and cold.

"It's all troubles. The dean drank tea with a smile.

"When I went up the mountain today, I heard the disciples of the academy reciting a poem..... Don't worry about the road ahead, no one in the world knows you!" The eldest princess's eyes moved slightly, like an ice mirror bursting:

"Such a masterpiece, the palace is very happy to hear it, I don't know if it is the new work of the great Confucian?"

Dean Zhao Shou shook his head and laughed when he heard this.

"Why did the dean laugh at me. ”

"The old man is not a laughing princess, he is a talented person in Xiaoyunlu Academy, but he is not as spontaneous as others. No, the entire Dafeng Confucianism has become numb, old-fashioned, and lacks aura, and poetry pays the most attention to aura. ”

“.... The dean's words made the palace confused. The eldest princess looked quiet, and the beautiful orchid fingers twisted the tea cup, and the posture of drinking tea was noble and elegant.

Zhao Shou sighed and said: "The person who made this poem is not a scholar, but a Xu official in Changle County. ”

The eldest princess was slightly moved.

The eldest princess of the Dafeng Dynasty, unlike ordinary women, is a beautiful lady from a scholarly family, and she is talented if she is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

And this eldest princess, she learned to play chess with Wei Yuan, learned the art of war with Zhang Shen, and learned to govern the country with Chen Tai. She memorized the classics of the sage like a stream, and her articles and theories did not lose to the students of the country.

Well-informed and knowledgeable, learn to be rich in five cars.

At the age of eighteen, the emperor granted her permission to participate in the compilation of books in the Hanlin Academy. The year before last, the eldest princess tried to recompile the history books of the previous dynasty, which caused protests from the ministers, but in the end she failed.

"The dean really doesn't think about going out?" The eldest princess looked sincere and said in a serious tone: "Confucianism is people-oriented, longevity is not long, and the dean should not waste his life." ”

Few people know that in fact, the official position of the Qingzhou General Administration Department was originally awarded to Zhao Shou.

It's just that Zhao Shou shirked his reluctance to take office, and wrote to the imperial court and recommended Ziyang Jushi.

"If the wasted years can open up a path of education for future generations, why not the old man?" Zhao Shou sighed:

"It's a pity that Zhulin has been enlightened for more than ten years, and he has worked hard, and he can't cross the moat drawn by the Cheng Yasheng. ”

"The dean is too obsessed, why not. The eldest princess calmly added tea to herself, "My father invited you to come out of the office, I plan to reuse Yunlu Academy, if you really think about the students of Yunlu Academy, you shouldn't refuse." ”

Zhao Shou laughed and said, "Is it becoming more and more impossible to control Wei Yuan, or is the dragon slaying technique of those Zhu Zigui nobles getting sharper and sharper?"

"It's for the people of Dafeng, for the people of the world. The eldest princess said word by word, from the heart.

The smile on Zhao Shou's face became more and more sarcastic.

The eldest princess's cold tone changed, and she sighed: "After the Battle of Mountains and Seas, Dafeng's national strength has been weakening day by day, and natural disasters have continued year after year. Countless times, the scourge of the officials became more and more obvious.

"The princes of the court only know about the party struggle, and there are countless people who talk with nothing, and there are very few people who work hard to rejuvenate the country. Dean, the empire lacks a stitcher. ”

After speaking, she didn't wait for Zhao Shou to speak, and continued to talk eloquently: "Three years ago, the northern barbarians tore up the treaty, repeatedly violated the border, and plundered the people.

"The southern barbarians destroyed the post roads and attacked the military towns in a vain attempt to regain the lost territory.

"The countries of the Western Regions watched coldly, and Buddhism threatened to preach the Central Plains. ”

She gradually increased her tone, and her voice was no longer cold, "Dean, as a scholar, shouldn't you show your ambitions and revive the prestige of the country?" ”

Zhao Shou stared at the eldest princess for a moment, and then his eyes moved away from this beautiful and noble face, looked at the green bamboo forest outside the window, shook his head and sighed:

"I don't want to, the time has not come. Eldest princess, please come back. ”

The eldest princess couldn't hide her disappointment in her eyes, and was about to say goodbye and leave, when there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the Accord, and a gentleman from the academy hurriedly ran in and shouted:

"Dean, something is wrong, Li Mubai, Zhang Shen and Chen Tai are fighting. ”