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Legend has it that in ancient times, the phoenix once descended here to rest, which was contaminated with the aura of the phoenix and had an indescribable charm.

Over time, it also became a meeting place for literati.

Insiders look at the doorway, and laymen look at the liveliness. Those who have literary talents will write poems on the spot, and those who are not literary will shout a few cheers.

The so-called poetry meeting will be held for three consecutive days. In three days, I not only talked about poetry, but also talked about national affairs, talked about some characters and customs, etc., made friends with each other, established friendship, and laid the foundation for entering the scientific examination and officialdom in the future, forming a relationship network, which is equivalent to an ancient salon.

Liu Xiu walked in the mountains, admiring the beautiful scenery of Phoenix Mountain, looking at the sea of clouds in the distance, and couldn't help but howl with indulgence, and couldn't help but broaden his mind.

The benevolent man enjoys the mountain, and the wise man enjoys the water.

Blindly staying at home, not hearing anything outside the window, only sage books, will only make themselves shallow, only walking between the mountains and rivers, perceiving the vastness of heaven and earth, the magnificence of mountains and rivers, can you love this land, love this piece of mountains and rivers.

"In the future, if I win the lift, I will definitely walk the world, learn from Xu Xiake, and walk through the hundred states of Middle Earth!"

Liu Xiu has set up an ideal for himself again.

The Dragon Boat Festival Poetry Meeting, mainly on the other side of the mountain, was held in Phoenix Villa.

Walking between the mountains, the more and more quiet, the end of the spring water flowed out, making a crisp sound, like music, washing the distracting thoughts of the soul.

After walking for a long time, I saw a small pavilion in front of me, which was very elegant.

A faint scent of tea, flowing out, with a breathing scent, as if every pore is extremely comfortable.

Soon, when I arrived at the small pavilion, I saw that there was a sexual spirit pavilion written on it, three big characters.

In the hall, there are two maidservants, a handsome son.

The two maidservants, twenty-eight years old, have a snow-white complexion, delicate and harmonious facial features, dressed elegantly, light but not glamorous, beautiful but not demonic, glamorous but not delicate, humble but not humble, and have a trace of literary charm on their bodies.

And the son in the small pavilion, with a fair complexion, like a woman, with an elegant atmosphere, eyebrows slightly upturned, with a proud color, wearing a white Confucian shirt, hanging a sachet on the left waist, and a beautiful jade on the right, a precious breath, rushing to the face.

Looking at it from afar, it can be daunting.

"He is worthy of being a wealthy son, and a poor scholar like me is not on the same level at all!" Liu Xiu sighed in his heart.

This is the gap between the heritage, the gap between the rich and the poor.

Thinking about it, Liu Xiu was going to bypass the pavilion and walk forward.

"There are guests from afar, this brother has been tired all the way, but he can sit down for a while and drink a few cups of tea to quench his thirst!"

"Anyway, it's the first time I've participated in the Dragon Boat Festival Poetry Meeting, and I don't know the specific process, precautions, etc., so I just asked this noble son about it!" Liu Xiu couldn't help but think, entered the pavilion, and sat on a stool on the side.

"Meeting is fate, my maidservant makes tea that tastes good, how about a drink?"

"I'm thirsty!" Liu Xiu said with a smile.

Soon, a teacup was served, and a faint aroma overflowed, Liu Xiu picked up the tea and said, "Good tea!"

"What's so good?" asked the noble prince.

"I was born in a poor family, my father is just a farmer, and my family is poor, so it is not easy for me to study, how can I have spare money to buy high-quality tea. I usually use plain water to quench my thirst, rarely drink tea, and I can't taste the quality of tea. I think the tea is good, the tea is better, I think the tea is not good, the tea is not good!"

Liu Xiu said lightly.

Tea, really not much to drink.

Usually at home, it is only boiled water, and only in the teacher's house, drink some tea.

As for the quality of the tea, I don't know.

It's like a cow chewing a peony.

Suddenly, the beautiful maids standing on both sides had a look of disdain in their eyes, and they were dirty buns.

But only the noble prince showed a look of nostalgia and said: "In the past, the ancestors were merchants, running around all over the place, running around and toiling, often skipping meals, often encountering bandits and robbing, and accumulating money, in order to let the family give birth to scholars and embark on a career in the imperial examination. With the efforts of our ancestors, we can wait for the younger generations to become a master. Princes have no seeds, men should be self-reliant, predecessors work hard, and future generations sit in the shade!"

"The queen has no seeds, the man should be self-reliant, the predecessors work hard, and the descendants sit in the shade!" Liu Xiu tasted the taste of poetry and said: "Good poetry, good poetry." I can't change my father's identity, but I can change the identity of future generations, life is alive, life can't be eaten, death is also death!"

"That's not as good as Brother Tai, in the name of persuading students, to write a poem?" said the noble son.

"Okay!" Liu Xiu nodded.

The tea receded, and Liu Xiu was on the table, opened a piece of paper, and took out the ink.

And this noble son personally stepped forward and grinded the ink.

Liu Xiu wrote:

"Rich families don't need to buy fertile land, there are thousands of millets in the book.

There is no need to raise a hall to live in peace, and there is a golden house in the book.

Don't hate to go out with no one, there are many cars and horses in the book.

Don't hate unscrupulous matchmakers when marrying a wife, there is Yan Ruyu in the book.

If a boy follows his life's aspirations, he reads the Six Classics to the window. ”

This persuasion poem is the most famous persuasion poem in the previous life, and there is no one.

Just because, in one fell swoop, it broke the essence of reading.

The noble prince frowned slightly and said: "This poem is a bit utilitarian! It is too utilitarian, and it lacks the heart of patriotism and love for the people!"

And this is very different from the traditional literati view.

In the eyes of traditional literati, reading is to understand the truth, to understand the road, to help the world at the same time, and to be poor is to be good alone.

Reading should be to petition for the country and the people, educate one party, and benefit one party;

Reading should be to inherit the learning of the saints and spread the way of the saints to the world.

This poem is too utilitarian, it is simply the temptation of Chiguoguo. If you want a ticket, a car, a house, a beautiful woman, and a good study, everything will be there. Reading is the best employment, as long as you read good books, everything will be there.

Liu Xiu said: "A small family, not to mention a jinshi, even if it is a talent, it will have to be accumulated for decades, and it will be more expensive." The industry is like a businessman, and the initial investment must be rewarded after all, and this return is for the farmland, money, carriages and horses, and wives and concubines. The way of the world, the transformation of yin and yang, the ultimate of selflessness, is selfishness, and the ultimate of selfishness is selflessness. Hypocritical people teach the world to be selfless and selfless, and the name of the world is the public, but it is actually a **** lie; only a saint can teach the world to be selfish, learn to be selfish, and it is the beginning of selflessness. ”

"This poem, precisely because it is true, selfish, and utilitarian, is in line with the avenue!"

As he spoke, Li Qing waved his hand and wrote down his name.

Immediately the poem was completed, only to see that just after the pen was completed, there was a smell of books, the fragrance of books was Chinese and lingering, and it did not spread, but condensed into a group of spiritual light, which rose to a height of three feet and turned into a picture, which showed a diligent and studious disciple of the poor family, through the study of the imperial examination, the literary position continued to improve, with the promotion of the literary position, cars, houses, tickets, women, official positions...... All good things are coming in abundance.

Illustrated!

A vision was shown.

At this time, a dragon qi entered it and smelted into the paper.

The paper immediately turned a pale silver.

"This is a Confucian treasure!"

The noble prince was surprised.

There are three treasures in Wendao, Confucian treasures, great Confucian treasures, and sage treasures.

The treasure of the saint can suppress luck;

The great Confucian treasure has the power of education;

Confucian Wenbao can open wisdom.

Gui Gongzi said again: "This article has the power of education, which is beneficial to governing the country and the people; it originally had the potential to advance the great Confucian treasure, but it is a pity that Brother Tai is just a child, his status is limited, and his scholarly spirit is limited, so it is only a top-level Confucian treasure!"

The saint, high up, even if he speaks nonsense, is a holy word;

Mortals, low and low, even if they say aphorisms, they are still nonsense.

As the so-called people are soft-spoken, Liu Xiu is just a child, not even a Xiucai, which leads to the writing of persuasion poems, which have the potential to advance Confucianism and Taoism, but now it is only a Confucian treasure.