Chapter 40.

Li Mu Bai looked at the wall of the announcement, the more and more students gathered, and even the gentlemen of the academy caught wind of it, excitedly patting their thighs and praising the poem for its great ingenuity and simplicity to the point.

Li Daju’s ears twitched, catching the mountain breeze sending intermittent chatter:

“First there was a poem about who in the world doesn’t know the king, and now there is another poem about persuasion, could it be that the poetic way of my Dafeng Confucianism is going to rise again?”

“Over the past two hundred years, there have been very few masterpieces of poetry, and now that these two have come out, our generations of readers will finally have the face to face their descendants.”

“Compared to whoever in the world does not know the king, this poem of exhortation must be more widely circulated, and will be taken up from time to time to admonish the readers.”

“How come it’s not signed, which great scholar made it?”

Unsigned …. This poem must have been widely circulated …. Li Mubai’s heart moved, looking at the two friends who were talking in a low voice, he did not move and backed up, leaving.

Zhang Shen suddenly realized that Li Mu Bai had disappeared, “Where is Brother Pure Jing?”

“The party is still here …..” Chen Tai looked left and right and raised his hand to point in the direction of the short wall, “There.”

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

Zhang Shen and Chen Tai gazed and gathered their minds, and their pupils turned deep at once, so that they were visible from a hundred meters away.

The two of them could see that Li Mu Bai had written this line of small letters beside the three words “Poem of Persuasion”:

“At the end of the gengzi and the beginning of the xinchou, my teacher, Mubai, persuaded me to write this poem.”

Meaning, at the end of Gengzi and the beginning of Xinchou, my teacher Li Mubai advised me to strive for excellence, and I deeply agreed, so I wrote this poem.

This can also rub off? The two great scholars instantly had their minds blown.

“Shameless old thief, put down your pen!”

…….

The elegant pavilion behind the academy, built on the mountain, is adjoined by the six-fold waterfall to the east and the evergreen bamboo forest to the west.

Bamboo in the north is a rarity, not easy to feed, not easy to reproduce, a night of thunder and rain after the spring bamboo shoots of the scene, only in the south can be seen.

The gentlemen of the academy transplanted bamboos from the south and cultivated them diligently, taking fifty years to raise this lush bamboo forest.

Readers have a special fondness for bamboo, appreciating its bones, often using bamboo as a metaphor for people and themselves (appreciation of the emphasis).

Yunlu Academy’s dean came over one day to take a look, yo, the bamboo forest is so dense, bamboo does not fear the cold, the four seasons of the bones, describing is not me.

Everyone out of grams, I’ll be living here from now on.

Thus, the Accord became the Dean’s retreat.

In a simple and elegant tea room, an old man in hemp clothes and a woman in gorgeous clothes sat down to drink tea, and a line of armor-clad soldiers guarded the outside of the elegant pavilion.

The old man’s florid white hair was casually draped, emphasizing a bit of scruffiness and spontaneous uninhibitedness, and the decree lines and the Chuan zigzag lines at the center of his eyebrows were extremely deep, while the crow’s feet lines outweighed the former two when he smiled.

From the appearance alone, it was hard for people to think that this old man dressed as a downtrodden Confucian would be the dean of the Cloud Deer Academy.

Contemporary Confucian Deacon.

The woman who sat with him and drank tea with him has long passed the double ten, but wore a simple spiral bun, inserted a glorious gold step rock, obviously not out of the cabinet dress.

She wore a long, gorgeous, moon white dress, the hem of which trailed on the ground.

Her appearance is clear and beautiful, just like a water lily that is not demonic. And the pair of clear eyes as if a mirror of ice, penetrating in the difficult to hide the cold and noble.

The long-grown body was luscious and curvaceous, with tantalizing curves.

“I haven’t seen you in half a year, the silver threads in the dean’s hair have added a lot more.” The eldest princess said, her voice also clear and cold.

“It’s all worry wires.” Dean smiled and sipped his tea.

“Today I went up the mountain and heard the disciples of the academy recite a poem ….. Don’t worry about not having a friend in front of you, who in the world doesn’t know you!” The Rapunzel’s eyes moved slightly, like an ice mirror blooming:

“Such a masterpiece, this palace is very happy to hear, I do not know is that great Confucian new work?”

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

“Why is Dean laughing at me.”

“I’m not laughing at the princess, I’m laughing at the fact that Yunlu Academy is full of talents, but not as good as people’s spontaneity. No, the entire Dafeng Confucianism, have been thought numb, old-fashioned, lack of aura, and poetry, the most focus on aura.”

“…. Abbot’s words have confused this palace.” The Rapunzel looked serene, her beautiful orchid fingers twirling the tealight, drinking tea in a noble and elegant manner.

Zhao Shou sighed, “The person who made this poem is not a scholar, but a Xu-minister from Changle County.”

The Rapunzel moved slightly.

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

And this Princess, she followed Wei Yuan to learn chess; followed Zhang Shen to learn the art of war; followed Chen Tai to learn the rule of the country. She has memorized the classics of the saints, and her essays and theories are as good as those of the students of the State Scholarship Academy.

Knowledgeable and knowledgeable.

At the age of eighteen, the emperor authorized her to participate in the compilation of books for the Hanlin Academy. The year before last, the Princess tried to re-edit the history books of the previous dynasty, which caused protests from the ministers, and finally ended up with nothing.

“The dean really doesn’t consider going out of the civil service?” The Eldest Princess’ gaze was sincere and her tone was serious: “Confucianism is people-oriented, and longevity is not long, so the abbot should not be wasting his years.”

Few people know that the official position of the General Secretary of Qingzhou was actually originally granted to Zhao Shou.

Only Zhao Shou shrugged off his unwillingness to take office, and wrote to the court, recommending Ziyang Jushi.

“Wasted years if it can open up a path for future generations to study, why wouldn’t I be happy?” Zhao Shou sighed:

“It’s a pity that even after more than ten years of enlightenment in the Bamboo Forest and vomiting blood, he couldn’t cross the heavenly moat drawn by the Process Sub-Saint.”

“The dean’s obsession is too deep, why is it so.” The Eldest Princess added tea for herself with a calm demeanor, “Father invited you to go out, he intends to reuse Yunlu Academy, if you really think about the students of Yunlu Academy, you shouldn’t have refused.”

Zhao Shou kindly laughed, “Is it getting more and more impossible to harness Wei Yuan, or are the dragon slaying techniques of that group of Zhu Zi nobles getting sharper and sharper?”

“It’s for the people of Da Feng, for the sake of the world.” The Eldest Princess spoke word for word, from her heart.

The smile on Zhao Shou’s face grew more and more sarcastic.

Changes appeared in the clear and cold tone of the eldest princess and sighed: ”After the Battle of Shanhai, the national strength of the Dafeng has been weakening day by day, and natural disasters have been occurring year after year. ***** There are countless, and the scourge of the Xuxu officials has become more and more obvious.

“The courtiers only know how to fight, there are countless people who talk with their hands up, and very few who do what they need to do to build the country. Dean, the empire is in need of a tinkerer.”

After saying that, she didn’t wait for Zhao Shou to open his mouth and continued to speak eloquently, “Three years ago, the northern barbarians tore up the treaty and repeatedly violated the border and plundered the people.

“The southern barbarians have destroyed the post roads and raided the military towns in a vain attempt to recapture the lost lands.

“The countries of the West looked on with cold eyes, and the Buddhists used this as blackmail to evangelize the Central Plains.”

She gradually increased her tone, her voice was no longer cold, “Dean, as a scholar, shouldn’t you show your ambition and revitalize the country.”

Zhao Shou stared at the Rapunzel for a few moments, then moved his gaze away from this clear and elegant face with a noble aura and looked out the window at the green bamboo forest, shaking his head and sighing:

“Not unwillingly, the time has not yet come. Rapunzel please return.”

The Rapunzel’s eyes could not hide her disappointment, and she was about to say goodbye and leave, when the sound of hurried footsteps came from outside the elegant pavilion, and a gentleman from the academy hurriedly ran in and exclaimed:

“Dean, something bad has happened, Li Mu Bai, Zhang Shen, and Chen Tai are fighting.”