Everyone has a goal. Confucianism only admits 12 disciples, so most people will only compete for 72 places in the inner court. Only those who are absolutely confident will become ambitious and want to collect the four treasures of Confucianism and compete for the position of disciples.
The disciples of the outer court, the inner court, the real disciples and the direct disciples not only have different status, but also have different importance and resources in Confucianism.
Even if two people with the same quality and talent can open the gap because of the influx of these resources.
Ink pool is big enough, Chu LAN came to the pool a few steps, and then looked into the pool. Strangely, although the swimming pool was very dark, he could see many fish swimming in the water at a glance. From time to time, he met hochu in the middle of the swimming pool. He was very lively.
"This is the soul of ink painting. It is said that Confucian people will come here to wash their pens. Ink has been in the pool for years. As time went on, the clear water turned black. In addition, due to the integrity of long-term pollution, the pool water has a spirit, thus giving birth to the soul of ink painting. But the soul of ink painting is too difficult to grasp. Any force that interferes with them dissipates and melts into the pool, waiting for another delivery
A young man saw Chu LAN staring at the ink pool and explained with a smile.
"It's a bit of a problem. It is indeed the gem of the essence of Yanshan and the spirit of the white paper. Chu LAN nodded approvingly and laughed: "in the next Chu LAN, I don't know what brother you call me?"
"My name is Yang Ziming."
The young man was graceful with a folding fan, but it was only March now, and the weather was quite cool. He took out a folding fan to perform. Let Chu be speechless.
I want to know if brother Yang can has found a way to get ink soul? Chu LAN asked.
Yang Ziming blushed and said in embarrassment, "if I had a way, I would have taken it, but would I waste it here? I have been here for a long time. I only see three people get the soul of ink painting. One caught the fish with a fishing rod, another lured the fish to the shore with bait, and the other played a tune. The fish came to him and ran away with him
Chu LAN suddenly realized that no wonder so many people are fishing here, but others can catch it. There must be a reason, but that doesn't mean they can do it.
Yes, let me see what magic the ink spirit has.
after a few words with Yang Ziming, Chu LAN put her mind on the ink pool and carefully observed the fish swimming around. His restless heart gradually calmed down, and his thoughts drifted away. In his trance, he seems to see thousands of years, countless people came to the pool to wash their ink. Even great scholars and sages came to this pool, making it more and more magical, and the soul of ink painting was born.
"It turns out that the soul of ink painting is the reason why the sages lag behind. Each fish represents a different idea. They are waiting for their fated friends
Chu LAN suddenly murmured to himself, and Yang Ziming was very surprised: "brother Chu, what are you talking about?"
I already know how to grasp the soul of ink painting.
a light flashed in Chu Lan's eyes. There are many abandoned fishing rods on the shore. He took one at will.
"Do you want to go fishing? useless. With so many people fishing, only one person caught the fish. It's all luck. "
Yang Ziming thinks Chu lanyong has found a good way. It turned out that he was speechless. However, when he saw that Chu lanyong actually used a straight hook, he was even more surprised. ..
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