Chapter 42: Yasin and his wife

The peaks of the cold wind swept through the forest, and the dead branches made a mournful wail.

On the pathway paved with green stone slabs, Xu Qi’an turned his head sideways and looked at Xu New Year, whose coat and black hair danced in unison, this cousin whose skin was so good as to make people jealous, as if he was an exiled immortal descending to the earth.

He pointed to a hanging waterfall in the distance and introduced, “This is the place of enlightenment of a senior of the academy, and there is a stone tablet by the waterfall that records the life of that senior.”

In the winter, when water is scarce, the hanging waterfall is slender and frail, and rushes listlessly into the pool of water, which is clear to the bottom.

At the edge of the pool stood a monument, a bronze figure sitting cross-legged in meditation, the inscription was the life story of a scholar called Qian Zhong, who was born six hundred years ago and was active at the beginning of the founding of the Great Feng Dynasty.

At that time, the previous dynasty’s monarchs were muddleheaded, the officials were corrupt, the tycoons were preying on the people, and there was a lot of smoke and rebels all over the Central Plains.

At that time, the imperial court, Great Zhou, was engaged in a tug-of-war with rebels in various parts of the country for more than a decade, and the people living at the bottom were in dire straits.

The second grade of the realm of great Confucian Qian Zhong, traveled outside for three years, witnessed the scene of the people do not want to live, he was full of anger with the people’s grudges to the capital of the Great Zhou, with the flesh and blood of the body crashed scattered the Great Zhou’s few fortunes of the country.

And then the Great Feng was established, the war was pacified, and the four seas were at peace.

“Is the Great Confucian Realm so powerful?” Xu Qi’an looked skeptical, “How come I don’t see the word ‘awesome’ on the three Great Confucianists?”

Xu New Year doesn’t know what “bull” means, but it’s undoubtedly a vulgar expression, and remembering that his elder brother has just written a poem to make a mark, he refrained from ridiculing him and replied:

“Who told you teacher that they are in the Second Grade Great Confucian Realm, they are only in the Fourth Grade Junzi Realm.”

Xu Qi’an was incredulous: “Then there’s still the face to call yourself a great scholar?”

Xu New Year squatted down by the pool, washed his hands, and explained, “Great Confucian has two meanings, one refers to a scholar with profound learning and reputation; the other exclusively refers to the second grade realm of Confucianism. Our academy’s great Confucian belongs to the former.”

Carrying the people’s grievances and crashing a country’s qi, even if the qi is weakened at the end of the dynasty, it is still not humanly possible. How strong is the Second Grade realm of Confucianism? What about the first grade?

Xu Qi’an fell into deep thought for a long time, and with a slightly respectful tone, “Is there a second-ranked great scholar in Yunlu Academy?”

Xu New Year shook his head, regretfully saying, “In the past two hundred years, there have only been three grades at most, the third grade of Great Confucianism is the Lifelong Establishment realm, I also heard this from my teacher when I was sending off Ziyang Jushi the other day. The president of our academy is a Third Grade Lifeling.”

Xu Qi’an’s tone lightened up for a moment as he casually commented, “Not bad.”

The character of those three old gentlemen seemed a bit pompous and immodest, lacking a bit of composure and seriousness. Xu Qi’an spoke his assessment to Xu Erlang.

Jiro mused, “They didn’t used to be like this, after the Junzi realm, it’s the third grade of the Rising Life realm ….. This might have something to do with the Rising Fate Realm.”

“Well, Ziyang Jushi used to be like this, but recently he suddenly changed his nature, as if he were a different person. I heard from my teacher that Ziyang Jushi is only half a step away from standing for life.”

The two brothers wandered aimlessly in the academy, Xu Xinxin took him to visit some places of interest, as an academy with a long history of 1,200 years, if it were not for the fact that idle people were usually prohibited from entering and disturbing the scholars’ studies, Qing Yun Mountain would surely have become an attraction for tourists like a weave.

“Big brother ….” As he walked, Xu Xinxin suddenly shouted in a low voice.

Xu Qi’an stopped to look at him.

Xu New Year glanced at him and turned her face away, pretending to look around at the scenery, “I thought about it for a long time yesterday, if it wasn’t for you, father would have already been beheaded, and the women’s families would have been filled into the Department of Education.”

“If it wasn’t for you, sister Ling Yue would have been in danger yesterday. It’s likely that she was bullied by the one surnamed Zhou.”

“If it wasn’t for you, the Xu family might still be basking in the fluke of a robbery, and then one day, suddenly be wiped out.”

After saying that, he took a big step towards the front and walked out a dozen meters, saying a wordless thank you!

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The Ascension Schoolhouse.

Xu Qi’an followed his cousin up the steps and over the incense burner into the hall. Seven-meter-high red-painted pillars held up the dome, and the saint of Asia enshrined in the academy palace was none other than the founder of Yunlu Academy.

In the slender flame of the candle, that Yasheng was wearing a green lapel Confucian shirt and a tall Confucian crown, with one hand behind his back and one hand on his front waist, gazing into the distance.

On Yasha’s side was a spirited and beautiful white deer, its white fur vaguely clouded.

Xu New Year pointed at the white deer and said, “It is the origin of the name of Cloud Deer Academy.”

Xu Qi’an said, “Readers are just elegant, with white deer as their mounts.”

Xu New Year glanced at his cousin and corrected, “Not a mount, a wife.”

“!!!” Xu Qi’an reexamined Yasheng and muttered, “It’s not that bad.”

The words didn’t come out of his mouth.

As if he knew what his cousin was thinking, Xu New Year said, “It is recorded in the Shuyuan’s Yun Deer Zhi that this white deer was a demon, who sat down at the saint to listen to the classics, and then, after transforming into a human being, accompanied Yashin, and the one person and one demon got along with each other since they were young, and were so attached to each other that they were married.”

“Human-demon love was not acceptable at the time …. Now it is also true. But when the sage knew about it, he didn’t beat up the lovebirds, but instead approved of their marriage, and the sage said: great love has no boundaries. It can be seen that as long as there is love, humans and demons can also be together for a long time.”

Since ancient times, human-demon love has gags, such as the heavenly one. So, what’s the gag for this sub-human?

Calling a Deer a Horse …. A horse for a horse? Xu Qi’an arched his hand towards the statue of Yashin.

As Xu Xinnian respectfully performed the disciple salute towards Yashin, Xu Qi’an’s gaze flicked around the hall and found a stone monument as tall as a person on each side of the left and right sides of the main hall.

One side is blank and the other side is inscribed.

He walked up to the monument and read, “To repay the king’s kindness by dying for righteousness and honor, and to be known throughout the ages–Cheng Xi.”

The handwriting is neat, not fluttering not scribbling not pompous, giving a sense of a gentleman in the atmosphere.

“This was left here by that sub-sage of the State Scholarship.” Xu New Year walked over and stood side by side with his cousin in front of the stone monument.

“The State Elementary School’s Yasheng …. By the way, I’ve never been too clear about the details of the feud between the State Elementary School and the Cloud Deer Academy.” Xu Qi’an was interested, the word ‘melon eating’ written in his eyes.

Xu New Year looked left and right, seeing no one around, before he opened his mouth and said in a low voice, “This matter has to start from two hundred years ago, that incident of the fight for the state capital.”

“Struggle for the state capital?” Although Xu Qi’an was a history buff, he still knew the meaning of contending for the state capital.

The Prince is the foundation of the country!

The fight for the kingdom was originally a fight for the crown prince’s seat.

“It was the reign of Emperor Renzong at that time, and the crown prince position had been vacant for more than ten years, and the two imperial sons were strong contenders at that time. One is the first son, one is the concubine son born of a nobleman. That nobleman is very charming and delicate, deeply Renzong favor.

“Renzong intended to establish the concubine’s son as the crown prince, and at that time, encountered opposition from the whole court. Renzong issued several decrees, but they were all blocked back by the cabinet, and at that time, the one who led the whole court was the reader of Yunlu Academy.

“Establishing the eldest and not the youngest, establishing the first wife and not the concubine, rules that have been in place since ancient times, even emperors can’t violate them. Big brother, you are right, etiquette is the usual dragon slaying technique used by the readers.

“This national capital dispute, both sides are unwilling to lose, both sides saw six whole years, during which, the cabinet chief minister changed four people, the court officials left a batch and a batch. The capital and local, involving as many as two hundred officials.

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