Chapter 59: Chapter 59 This child is too difficult, I don’t know how to teach him

Chapter 59: Chapter 59 This child is too difficult, I don’t know how to teach himA motorcade slowly stopped at the foot of Qingyun Mountain. In the luxurious carriage, the princess stepped down the small ladder and climbed the mountain surrounded by soldiers.

The mountain breeze came slowly, caressing her silk skirt and hair. The princess, who was noble and cold, faced the wind and squinted her clear eyes.

She saw an old gentleman with gray hair in the pavilion on the mountainside. The old gentleman was sitting at the table, and opposite him was a child.

Next to the child was a girl who bowed her head and did needlework, with a stunning appearance.

The old gentleman said in a deep voice: "How many times have I told you that you should hold the pen correctly?"

Child: "I know, sir."

Old gentleman: "Then you should change it back."

Child: "What to change?"

"Forget it, I won't write today, just follow me to recite the Three Character Classic." The old gentleman sighed, then cleared his throat:

"When a person is born, his nature is good."

Child: "When a person is born, what is nature?"

Gentleman: "When a person is born, his nature is good."

Child: "Human... is good."

Gentleman: "Why did you stop in the middle?"

Child: "I forgot."

Gentleman: "Start over, when a person is born, his nature is good."

Child: "When a person is born, what is nature?"

The gentleman went crazy.

Outside the pavilion, the eldest princess couldn't help laughing, her clear eyes like ice mirrors were filled with smiles, and she was vivid and alive in an instant, the jade beauty was alive.

The old gentleman recognized the eldest princess, and immediately stood up and bowed respectfully: "Meet the eldest princess."

The eldest princess, who was noble and cold, nodded slightly, and her voice was as clear as ice: "When did Yunlu Academy have more children?"

The old gentleman turned his head and motioned the two sisters to come over to greet them. Xu Lingyue stood up and bowed, while Xu Lingyin looked at this woman with a chest as big as her mother's, but with a better temperament and appearance.

The old gentleman said awkwardly: "The child is rude, the eldest princess, please don't blame me."

He was not too anxious. Although the eldest princess was cold and noble, people dared not offend her, but she was a scholar and her heart was as broad as a boy.

The old gentleman continued, "You two are the families of students in the academy. Because of something at home, the women are allowed to stay in the academy temporarily."

Refuge... The wise princess immediately analyzed the meaning of the words, looked at the beautiful girl and the not-so-smart child, and smiled: "Which student?"

She was also half a student in the academy, and knew the rules of the academy very well. Without the approval of the great scholar, the women of the students could not live in Qingyun Mountain.

Xu Lingyue said softly: "My brother Xu Xinnian."

She did not mention Xu Qi'an because her eldest brother was not a student in the academy. Xu Xinnian... The princess' eyes flashed slightly. After investigating Xu Qi'an's background, she immediately recalled the brotherly relationship between the two.

The mastermind behind the tax case was Minister Zhou, and about ten days ago, Xu Qi'an and Minister Zhou's son had a conflict in the downtown area... The princess looked at the pretty and beautiful girl and said gently: "When did it happen?"

"Almost ten days." Xu Lingyue said.

He and Caiwei knew each other, and Caiwei knew that Minister Zhou was involved in the tax case, so it can be inferred that the ordinary clerk would also know about it... Knowing that he had offended Minister Zhou, sending the women in his family to the academy was a countermeasure, but wouldn't it be better to flee the capital with the whole family?

Sending the women to the academy, while the men in the family still stayed in the capital, so... what is this plan?

Thinking of the fuse that led to Minister Zhou's dismissal and exile, the princess narrowed her beautiful eyes, nodded slightly, and continued to climb the mountain with the guards.

....

Yage!

The princess looked at Zhao Shou and was slightly surprised: "I haven't seen you for ten days, and the dean's complexion is very different."

The dean used to be unkempt, with long gray hair hanging down, and a gloomy look between his eyebrows.

Now, his eyes are clear and bright, his spirit is concentrated but not revealed, and he is in high spirits.

Zhao Shou did not answer directly, but laughed loudly: "The sage said that learning is not about age, and the one who is knowledgeable comes first."

Learning is not about age, and the one who is knowledgeable comes first... He meant that there was someone who could be his teacher, but he was not very old... Was it related to the clear air in the Asia Saint Palace that day?

She was very interested in the changes in the Asia Saint Palace and had a strong desire for knowledge, because it involved the dispute over the Confucian orthodoxy and the future court

structure.

What happened that day?

The Asia Saint Palace was banned and no one was allowed to enter, and the night watchman

was helpless.

The princess gathered her scattered thoughts, looked at the dark green bamboo forest outside the window, and sighed: "Does the dean know that Minister Zhou was dismissed and exiled?"

"For the Dafeng officialdom, this is just the first step in the prelude to the party struggle." Zhao Shou smiled and shook his head, unwilling to talk more, waved his hand to call for the chessboard, and said:

"Since Li Mubai defeated Wei Yuan three times, he has never played chess again. There are not many people in the academy who can play chess with me. Since the princess is here today, please play a game with me." seaʀᴄh thё ηovelFire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

The princess said helplessly: "Why should the dean humiliate himself by playing chess with me?"

On the other side, in the attic built next to the cliff.

The three great Confucian scholars had just finished their discussion when the book boy brought a letter, saying that the princess visited the academy and asked someone to pass it

over.

The princess said in the handwritten letter that a masterpiece had appeared in the capital recently, and the scholars in the capital talked about it with great relish. The Imperial College regarded it as the leader of poetry in the past hundred years, surpassing the farewell poem of

Yunlu Academy.

Moreover, compared with the farewell poem, this "top poem in a hundred years" was written by the Jiaofangsi, a talented scholar and a beautiful woman, and the story is more interesting and more widely circulated....

At the end, the princess attached this poem that became popular in the circle of scholars in the capital within a few days.

I have been in seclusion for several days, and the capital has produced a masterpiece? Zhang

Shen stared at the attached poem.

"Yingmei Xiaoge Gives Fuxiang"

All the flowers are falling, but the fragrance is still, and it is full of charm in the small garden.

Sparse shadows are slanted across the shallow water, and the fragrance floats in the

moonlight at dusk.

Zhang Shen was like a sculpture, silent for a long time, he gently put down the paper in his hand, and looked at Li Mubai and Chen Tai who were drinking tea and chatting.

"Chunjing, Youping, take a look at this." Zhang Shen said.

The serious look he suddenly showed made the two great scholars stunned. Li Mubai took the

paper and glanced at it quickly, and then his eyes were condensed, and his relaxed and

freehand attitude faded away.

"Let me see." Seeing the two people's expressions, Chen Tai reached out and took the paper. After reading it once, he savored it for a long time.

Chen Daru sighed: "Sparse shadows and subtle fragrance, these two sentences describe the unparalleled grace of plum blossoms. It is really thoughtful."

Li Mubai then commented: "Ning Yan's poem "Who in the world does not know you" is indeed heroic, but in terms of profound artistic conception, beautiful words, and outstanding charm... it is indeed far from it."

Zhang Shen stroked his beard and sighed: "Once this poem came out, it was an unsurpassed masterpiece of plum blossoms. Who is this Yang Ling, who has such talent, but I have never

heard of him."

Chen Tai read the handwriting again and said: "It seems that a scholar from Changle County wrote this poem in the Jiaofang Division and gave it to the courtesan Fuxiang..."

At this point, the tea room became quiet, and none of the three great scholars spoke.

A sour smell fermented and permeated in the air.

Zhang Shen pondered for a long time and said, "I think we should notify the dean

immediately and recruit this scholar into the academy. Such talents must not be buried."

Chen Tai and Li Mubai agreed happily: "That makes sense."

...

Xu Cijiu and Xu Ningyan, who came to pick up their aunt and sisters, first visited their teachers

as students.

The three great scholars just finished their lectures, and knowing that the "valued" students were visiting, they simply gathered in the hall to drink tea.

Zhang Shen first glanced at the disciple whose temperament had changed, and said with satisfaction: "Cijiu, it seems that copying the quotations of the saints has benefited you a lot."

Xu Cijiu blushed for a while and nodded.

Li Mubai was surprised and said: "Copying the quotations of the saints can help you enter the realm of self-cultivation? How come I didn't find it."

Xu Erlang opened his mouth and finally chose to remain silent.

He did touch the threshold of the realm of self-cultivation, but that was when he saw the four

sentences written on the stone tablet by his elder brother.

This is a subtle process.

But it's not easy to say this in public, even if everyone knows the origin of the four sentences.

After chatting for a while, Chen Tai glanced at Li Mubai and Zhang Shen, and said with a

smile: "You two live in the capital, and you know that there is a masterpiece in the capital

recently...... Sparse shadows slant across the shallow water, and the faint fragrance floats in the moonlight at dusk. Wonderful, wonderful.

"Ning Yan, although you have poetic talent, don't be arrogant. You must know that there are many hidden dragons and crouching tigers among scholars in the world."

This old man is just jealous that we have a good student... But such mature words cannot be refuted. Zhang Shen had to say: "This poem is indeed amazing and brilliant. Ning Yan doesn't need to be serious about it. It's useless to be serious about the eternal masterpiece of the

plum blossom."

Li Mubai nodded: "Although the current scholars lack some spiritual energy, there are exceptions after all. That Yang Ling may not be able to write a second poem. And with Ning Yan's poems, it is very likely that there will be a third and fourth poem in the future." Xu Xinnian glanced at his cousin and said, "This poem was also written by my eldest brother."