Chapter Twenty-Seven: Breaking the Mountain

Beyond the shadow wall, you will see many buildings similar to classrooms, but each building is built in a different place, looking irregular but charming! But what attracts Han Tongwen the most is indeed that it is built in a peach grove full of peach blossoms, the peach blossoms are blooming at this time, the pinks are hanging on the branches, and the ground is scattered and colorful, it is really beautiful, Han Tongwen can smell the fragrance of this fragrance, imagining walking through the peach blossom bush, Han Tongwen has a feeling of great enjoyment.

"The world is full of flowers in April, and the peach blossoms of the academy are in full bloom.

There is nowhere to find the spring of long-hate, and I don't know how to turn into this. Han Tongwen unconsciously recited this poem

"Oh, that's good!" said the old doorman with a smile

"Thank you!" Han Tongwen smiled

"That's the Academy of Literature, where Mr. Wu usually takes classes!"

The old janitor led them all the way to what seemed to be the residence of Mr. Academy, and there were rows of huts

"Where is where Mr. Wu lives, Mr. Wu's wife died last year, and he is the only one left, where are you waiting for him" The old man finished speaking and walked away with his hands behind his back

It was an open field, surrounded by trees that had just sprouted, and the grass was a touch of vibrant green. Han Tongwen took Qiao Song and the two of them to continue walking up the mountain, in addition to the trees on both sides, there were some stone walls, and some sages were engraved on the stone walls, or poems and the like. It took a short time to reach the top of the mountain, and as far as the eye could see, there was a sea of clouds steaming, and there was a waterfall flowing down from the cliff on one side, converging in a pool of water at the flat bottom of the mountaintop, and then the pool water continued to turn into a splash down the mountain. Han Tongwen didn't know how to describe the mood at this time, empty, a feeling of wanting to roar loudly, and even the internal force in his body was surging!

"I decided, don't leave, just stay in Qingya Academy, I have a wonderful feeling, there is no place more suitable for me than here. ”

"Hey, I said I was going to Taixuan Academy together," Ye Liu said dissatisfied

"I'm sorry, I love the atmosphere and I have a feeling of inexplicability, as if I'll regret leaving here!"

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, the enrollment here just ended two months ago, and in the eyes of Qingya Academy, no matter what the reason, a person who will be late for the entrance exam for a lifetime is not worthy of entering the academy, and it violates the standards of the literati, so yours will wait until this time next year!"

"Is there no other way?" Han Tongwen asked

"I don't know much about that, anyway, I just know that there has never been a student admitted here during non-enrollment hours, and your hope is almost zero. But I don't know very well, so I'll wait until I meet Mr. Wu and ask."

"Let's go, let's go now" Han Tongwen was very anxious, "Qiao Song, we need to stay here for a while!"

"En!" Qiao Song nodded happily, and he could see that he liked it too.

After waiting outside Wu Qinghe's gate for a long time, I saw an old man in Tsing Yi coming, with gray hair, steady steps, and a few books between his arms and waist.

"What are you two, why are you at my doorstep" The old man in Tsing Yi smiled before speaking, and his voice was soft and gave people a feeling of spring breeze

Ye Liu knelt down before speaking, and kowtowed respectfully five times

"Ye Liu, the son of Ye Tiannan, meets Mr. Wu!"

After Ye Liu finished speaking, his head hit the ground

"Tiannan's child?" Wu Qinghe's face was full of smiles, "It's embarrassing for him, among the disciples taught by the old man, he is the only one who still thinks about me, an old fellow, and always asks someone to send something during the New Year's holidays!" Wu Qinghe bent down and helped Ye Liu up

"Come on, kid, let's go into the house and talk," Wu Qinghe said, and pinched Qiao Song's face, "What a cute doll!"

Han Tongwen can see that he has a natural love for children, and he does not hide it at all.

Wu Qinghe's home is very clean and tidy, or plain is more appropriate. It's just a big room, there is a desk on the left near the window, on which are two or three books, an inkstone, a few brushes on the pen stand, and on the other side of the house is a sky-blue hardboard bed, plus a few calligraphy and paintings, a few chairs and stools, and a piano, and that's it.

"Sir, why do you live in such a bad place! I asked my father to bring you some silver. Ye Liu couldn't bear it

"I'm a lonely old man, what's so particular, besides, I've lived there for decades and I'm used to it. I gave all the things your father gave me to those poor scholars, they need more than me," Wu Qinghe smiled happily and disagreed

"The mountain is not high, but the name of the immortal. The water is not deep, and if there is a dragon, it will be spiritual. Si is a burrow, but Wu Dexin. The moss marks are green, and the grass is green. There is a lot of talk and laughter, and there is no white ding. You can tune the piano and read the Golden Sutra. There is no silk and bamboo, and there is no case. Nanyang Zhuge Lu, West Shuzi Cloud Pavilion. Confucius Ziyun: What is ugly?" Han Tongwen is not patting on the back, and living in this environment day after day shows his integrity. No one would think that Wu Qinghe, who was full of peach and plums, would be short of money, as long as he was willing, there would naturally be a lot of people to send him money, and living in such an environment was completely due to his character.

"Okay!" Wu Qinghe's eyes lit up, "I didn't expect you to have such knowledge at such a young age, but I can't afford your praise!"

The three of them chatted for a long time, Wu Qinghe had always used Ye Liu's pleasures when he was studying as a joke, and the three of them were happy, Han Tongwen now knew that Ye Liu's father, Ye Tiannan, was the youngest great master in the Tang Dynasty martial arts world, and his swordsmanship had even been instructed by Qin Wanjian.

"Mr. Wu, there is something I want to ask the junior"

"But it doesn't hurt to say"

"The younger generation wants to study in Qingya Academy, I don't know if I can!"

"If the enrollment time has passed, we will not accept people, and there has never been an exception in three hundred and seventy-two years!"

"Dare to ask Mr. if there is any way, I must stay. Han Tongwen's tone was resolute

Wu Qinghe pondered for a long time, "Maybe there is only one way, I have a record in Bailu Cave, after the founder Li Bo founded Qingya Academy, the son of Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty wanted to enter the academy to study, but it was already past the enrollment time, Li Boshan was hindered by Emperor Wen's face, so he said that if he could prove his talent to Qingya Academy, he could be admitted exceptionally"

"How to prove!" Han Tongwen said excitedly, with thousands of years of Wenhua in his mind, and this confidence is still there.

Since the establishment of Qingya Academy, no one has ever been able to do it, because this is the impossible condition that Li Boshan came up with in order to reject Emperor Wen. ”

"What is a broken mountain!"

"Qin, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and song choose the fourth, plus the required scriptures, the five disciplines can be assessed by Mr. Academy, and all of them can be entered. ”

Looking at Han Tongwen's eagerness to try, Ye Liu exclaimed, "You don't really want to break the mountain, you know, even if the gentleman who made the question does it himself, it's just a top one."

"Why not?" said Han Tongwen with a confident smile

"How can you be a match for those gentlemen who have been immersed in adultery for many years. ”

"How do you know no, without trying. Han Tongwen decided, so he chose what he was best at, poetry, Go, and music. Poetry, the poems in his head are enough for him to produce a big dictionary of poetry, Go is the most developed Qing Dynasty, when the lake is ten games swinging, it is difficult to lose, the instrument is chosen Xiao Okay, just can use Qingye, think about it is happy.

Wu Qinghe just smiled, "In the end, you are young and vigorous, and you are proficient in the five arts, you must know that even the gentlemen of the academy may not be able to do it, since you have decided to tell the mountain chief about me, it will be decided by the mountain chief."

"Mr. Wu, I've decided" Han Tongwen stood up and bowed deeply

"Let's go, the mountain chief's residence is not far from me, if you are in a hurry, you may be able to mix a meal" Wu Qinghe said with a smile

The place where the mountain chief lives is much bigger than Wu Qinghe, and he is worthy of being the mountain chief, Han Tongwen thought psychologically. When Wu Qinghe knocked on the door, it was an old woman who opened the door.

"Lao Wu, come in, Lao Li is in the study."

When Han Tongwen entered the room, he found that he was wrong, the house was indeed big, but the layout was similar to Wu Qingyuan's, and it was more of a row of files! Han Tongwen blushed a little, he underestimated the integrity of the ancient literati, and in the future, it would be those corpses of later generations.

"Lao Wu is here!"

Seeing this old man with a slightly hunched back, Han Tongwen and Ye Liu were taken aback, "Aren't you always the gatekeeper of the academy?" But as soon as they finished speaking, they realized that they were rude

"This is one of the few hobbies of this old guy," Wu Qinghe said

"Old decay Li An, the head of Qingya Academy, is right to say that he is the gatekeeper, isn't the mountain chief the gatekeeper? Put this into the door of the academy, and put this out of the door of the academy" Li An said with a smile

Ang Lee's words are philosophical, but the vulgar words are penetrating. What is the mountain chief, guarding the gate to enter the academy, people who are not really studying are not allowed to enter, and those with bad intentions are not allowed to enter, guarding the gate out of the academy, and after the ordinary scholar is absorbed and transformed here, he stepped out of the gate of the Qingya Academy in his eyes, and has since become a generation of famous ministers and generals, scholars and scholars! It is an upright mountain chief who has ensured the inheritance of the White Deer Cave Academy for many years.

"Mr. Li, the juniors want to break the hospital" Han Tongwen bowed ninety degrees

Li An was stunned for a moment, and then remembered what a broken mountain was

"Are you sure?"

"OK, because I'm here to learn"

"Give me a reason for me to recognize, and then you can break the mountain!" Li Ang asked him why he studied first