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Chapter 19 The Farewell Poem

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    On the outskirts of Kyoto, Sheep Pavilion!

    Several luxurious carriages were parked by the pavilion, the countryside was cold and windy, and the rolling hills were light brown.

    The sun hangs warmly, and in the early winter days, people feel a trace of warmth that is not inferior to Nako.

    Layman Ziyang of Yunlu Academy is about to become an official.

    It is a great joy for Yunlu Academy, which is declining in officialdom.

    The gentlemen of the academy sang to the festival, and the students rejoiced and felt elated that the day of success was coming.

    In the pavilion, three old men sat and drank tea. One of them was wearing a purple robe and his temples were frosty white. He was the protagonist of this farewell.

    ? Yang Gong, courtesy name Ziqian, nicknamed Ziyang Jushi, was the No. 1 scholar in the 14th year of Yuanjing.  He became an official in the following year and returned to Yunlu Academy to study. In the past 22 years, peaches and plums were all over the world, and he became a famous Confucianist all over the world.

    He should have a better future, and it is no problem to enter the cabinet to pay homage to the prime minister, but he sadly left the officialdom at the peak of his power.  Regarding this matter, there are many opinions among scholars, and some people say that he offended His Majesty, so he had to resign.

    Some people said that he offended the chief minister of the court, and his methods were not as good as others, so he packed up and left in disgrace.

    But no matter what, after twenty-two years, he finally came out again.  Go to Qingzhou as the chief envoy.

    The real official of the frontier.

    The status of the other two is also not low, not to mention their status in Yunlu Academy, but their reputation outside is not inferior to Lay Ziyang.

    Wearing a gray robe with a goatee beard, Li Mubai is a great player, once known as the best in the world in chess, five years ago he had three games with Wei Yuan and Gongshou Wei, but he lost all three games. He threw the board angrily and never played chess again.

    The man in the blue robe is called Zhang Shen, a master of the art of war. The "Six Shus of the Art of War" written in his early years is still a must-read publication for military attach¨¦s and generals.

    is the only master of war in Dafeng who can be compared with Wei Yuan.

    Outside the pavilion stood a group of students seeing off, all of them were potential students of Yunlu Academy.

    Xu New Year is among them.

    "Mr. Ziyang has finally come out of the mountain. If we can be appreciated by him, we will surely have a prosperous official career in the future." A familiar classmate whispered: "Farewell, are you ready for poetry?"

    My brother prepared it for meand it's a half-song of QiluXu Xinian looked at the pavilion and said calmly: "Prepare the half-song in a hurry, Uncle Yong, you are too utilitarian."

    Poems of the Seven Rhythms have strict metrical rules, which require the number of lines to be uniform. They are composed of eight sentences, each with seven characters, and every two sentences form a couplet, a total of four couplets.

    Xu Qi'an gave him only two couplets of Qilu.  Xu New Year asked after dinner, but my cousin faltered and changed the topic, but refused to give the last two couplets.

    "This is not utilitarianism. Learning the sea is the same as being an official. You work hard and earn your living." The friend said that he seemed to know that Xu Nian was not good at poetry, so he didn't ask much.

    "Uncle Yong is right. Nowadays, the atmosphere in the officialdom is corrupt, and the subordinates cooperate with corrupt officials to fish the common people. Natural disasters have been happening year after year. If you want to change the situation, you have to be more active." Another student participated in the topic.

    The student named Uncle Yong nodded and looked at Xu Nian: "You always say that poetry is a small way, but no matter how good your writing is, who will remember you after decades? But poetry can be passed down from generation to generation."

    Poetry is a small way, it cannot govern the country or benefit the people, it is arty Xu Erlang just wanted to say this, considering that he was planning to use arty small ways to please the old seniors, swallowed the words back, and gave a vague hum  .

    Uncle Yong looked at him in surprise, but he didn't raise an argument!

    Li Mubai sighed: "Brother Yang, if you had half their Linglong back then, you wouldn't waste more than twenty years."

    Layman Ziyang smiled.

    "That's wrong," Zhang Shen, a master of the art of war, laughed and drank his tea: "Brother Yang is very ambitious, and he is paving the way for the realm of 'Li Ming'."

    Hearing this, Layman Ziyang sighed: "After all, I was pushed out of the officialdom."

    "This is not your problem. Those people from the Imperial College will not watch our Yunlu Academy turn around."

    "Hmph, a group of villains who only know how to flatter their superiors and bully their inferiors, and play tricks, have ruined the world like this in less than two hundred years."

    This matter involves a very interesting history.

    Confucianism originated from sages, and Bailu Academy, as a college founded by the disciples of sages, claims to be orthodox Confucianism.  The same is true.

    But two hundred years ago, because of the struggle for the country, he was completely rejected by the emperor at that time.

    Just at this time, a traitor appeared in Bailu Academy, and Bailu Academy thought so.

    The traitor was originally a teacher of Bailu Academy, and he took this opportunity to establish himself, to please the emperor with the concept of "preserving the principles of nature and destroying human desires", established the Guozijian with the support of the emperor, and became a master of the generation.

    After that, Guozijian replaced Yunlu Academy as the main delivery institution for court officials.

    The dispute over Confucian orthodoxy has therefore lasted for two hundred years.

    Layman Ziyang said in a deep voice: "I am going here to expand the territory of Bailu Academy and lay the foundation of officialdom, but if I want to revive the academy's past style, I alone is not enough. We need to work together, and more importantly, we need outstanding young people.  people."

    Li Mubai and Zhang Shen looked at each other and smiled, the latter turned his head and looked at the students outside the pavilion: "Is there anyone willing to compose a poem and send one to Layman Ziyang?"

    "You have to be lucky when you recite poems, otherwise it's boring." Layman Ziyang took off a purple jade around his waist: "Whoever wins first prize can get a jade pendant."

    The purple light of the jade pendant circulates, which is extraordinary.

    The eyes of the students outside the pavilion lit up in unison. The great scholar carried the jade pendant with him, baptized by talent, and had a miraculous inside. If they can get it, it will definitely be of great benefit.

    At the same time, Ziyang Layman used purple jade as a color head, which has a deeper meaning.

    The belongings of the elders are only given to juniors and students, that is to say, if you take this jade pendant, you are my manmy student.

    "The student is willing to compose a poem to see off Ziyang Layman." A tall and straight student wearing a blue Confucian shirt and a jade pendant around his waist stepped out and bowed his hands to the three great Confucians in the pavilion.

    Li Mubai smiled and said: "This is my student Zhu Tuizhi, who has quite a talent for poetry."

    Layman Ziyang smiled and nodded.

    After the student named Zhu Tuizhi recited the farewell poem, the smile on Layman Ziyang's face deepened, obviously very satisfied.

    "Not bad." Zhang Shen, a master of the art of war, praised him without commenting. The two great Confucians present here are both more poetic than him.

    But a good beginning does not necessarily have a good ending, and the following scene can probably be described as a dog's tail.

    The following poems are unsatisfactory, barely qualified.

    Li Mubai said with emotion: "Since the Guozijian has re-annotated the classics of the sages, keeping the principles of nature and destroying human desires, scholars all over the world can only stick to the classics and bury their heads in the rhetoric.  No more spirituality."

    Speaking of the latter, I felt heartbroken.

    This is also the reason why Confucianism began to weaken in modern times. Pushing forward two hundred years, the famous saying of Confucianism is: Buddhism is excellent, Taoism is excellent, low oil, and warlocks are also good.  Gu masters and wizards who have found a new way are also very spiritual and worthy of praiseOh, vulgar martial arts please go out, this is a gathering of elegant people.  By the way, take away the aliens from the Yaozu.  The rest of you here, with all due respect, are rubbish!

    The original Confucianism was like this.

    What now?

    Major cultivation systems: How fat is it, little brother?

    The Confucian trembled: mmp.

    Layman Ziyang sighed, "Forget it, let's not mention these. Students, who else is willing to write poems?"

    There was no one there for a long time.

    Zhu Tuizhi stared at Ziyu with fiery eyes, thinking that it was something in his pocket.

    "Sir, I have a poem." Xu Nian walked out of the crowd and came to the pavilion.

    He has been silent until now on purpose. He is low-key and humble, and he doesn't want to embarrass his classmates by throwing out good poems too early.  Absolutely nothing to do with the fact that he and Zhu Tuizhi exchanged fragrance.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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