Da Bong fights more people

Xu Xinnian nodded: "At the age of 82."

A dignified sage, the founder of Confucianism and Taoism, even if he didn't have a first rank, he wouldn't be bad, and he only lived to be 82 years old?

Well, it is considered a long life for ordinary people in this era, but the value of force in this world is unusual.

Even saints can't live forever?

Well, I can't jump to conclusions, after all, I know too little information

"Yunlu Academy does not accept outsiders. This is a rule. Even I can't get the teacher to agree." Xu Xinian said:

"Brother, are you sure?"

Xu Qi'an shook his head: "It's up to people."

They decided to send the female family members to Yunlu Academy before starting the operation, so that even if they were retaliated by the Minister of the Household Department, Yunlu Academy could protect the female family members of the Xu family.

The tax and bank case almost made me fall into a box. I can't get through this shit, can I? Hey, if it's not handled well, it's another crisis of extinction.

Unconvinced, Xu Xinnian waved his horsewhip and started a competition with his cousin.

Qingyun Mountain is neither majestic nor beautiful, if it is not for the clear air, it is no different from ordinary wild mountains.

There are courtyards, lofts, squares, and waterfalls in the mountains. The trails paved with bluestone slabs are like cobwebs, connecting these places together.

In an attic by the cliff, there is an elegant room on the second floor. There is no wall on the side of the cliff. Standing by the corridor, you can overlook the vast plain and the outline of the distant mountains.

Li Mubai, who vowed never to play chess again, stood by the porch with a scroll in his hand, listening to the heated argument between the two friends behind him:

"I made a mistake at this step, I have to start over, I don't care."

"No regrets, this is the rule."

"The sage said: If you know a mistake, correct it. There is nothing good about it."

"Is that what the saint means?"

"Is not it?"

"Old thief, you want to discuss with me? That's fine, only one of us can leave alive today."

"I didn't grow up a vegetarian either."

Li Mubai shook his head, "Two stinky chess baskets."

One of the two behind him is Zhang Shen, a master of military art, and the other is an old man in a black robe with long beard growing to his chest.

Chen Tai, whose style name is Youping, is one of the four great Confucian scholars in Yunlu Academy.

The four great Confucians have their own characteristics, Li Mubai is good at chess, Zhang Shen is proficient in the art of war, and Yang Gong, a layman in Ziyang who is the chief envoy of Qingzhou, is good at scholarship.

And this Chen Youping has the talent for governing the country, and his book "Governing the Country" is quite popular in the official circles of Dafeng.

Li Mubai turned and left the corridor, returned to the elegant room, and interrupted the two quarreling:

"Where's the dean?"

"The eldest princess is here, and the principal is with her." Zhang Shen stared at the chessboard and replied casually.

Li Mubai said "Oh" and nodded.

Chen Tai sighed and said: "In three months' time, it will be Chunwei, and the students of the college are not very interested in studying. I went to the dormitory last night and went around, and there are very few hard-working readers."

"The only few lights are shining on the chessboard," he said, stretching out his hand to swipe across the chessboard, disrupting the chess pieces, and heartbroken: "Playing with things and losing one's mind."

"Shameless old thief!" Zhang Shen was furious. If he loses, he's playing games and loses his ambition. If he wins, he'll show off his might. "You are the same as Li Mubai, you can't afford it."

"What does it have to do with me!" Li Mubai was angry.

Speaking of this topic, the three great scholars fell silent.

The students of Yunlu Academy have a difficult official career. Even if they pass the examinations, it is difficult for them to make a career in the officialdom. They are often sent to poor villages to become officials, or thrown into a corner to grow moldy.

This dealt a great blow to the enthusiasm of the college students for the imperial examination.

Yashi was silent for a moment, Zhang Shen said in a deep voice, "This trend cannot last long, we must arouse the enthusiasm of the students for the imperial examination."

Chen Tai nodded with a serious face: "Even if you are struggling to support, you must continue. Yunlu Academy can't cut off the road of officialdom."

Li Mubai muttered: "Let's open a class to persuade students, let Yuanzi come forward."

Zhang Shen twirled a pawn: "The dean encourages students every year, if he works hard and then fails, it won't have much effect."

Chen Tai stroked his beard and frowned, "We have to find a novel way to let students study hard spontaneously and pay attention to Chunwei."

"How about writing an article?" he suggested.

"It's thankless." Li Mubai shook his head.

"Then there are only poems," Zhang Shen said after taking a sip of tea, "Since ancient times, poems have touched people's hearts. Writing a poem that shakes the ears is much more effective than opening a lecture."

After finishing speaking, the three Confucian scholars looked at each other and shook their heads in unison.

Great worship of Confucianism, poetry has been weak for a long time.

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Chapter 38 Poetry

"If Yang Ziqian didn't go to Qingzhou, he can be pushed for this job." Zhang Shen said:

"Among us, he is the best at this."

The mountain wind rushed into the room, blowing Chen Tai's long beard fluttering, and said with a smile: "Brother Jinyan is more suitable to be an official in the court than me."

"Old man, are you mocking me for playing football?" Zhang Shen was not angry, and said with a bachelor's attitude: "You do what you want, the old man is all ears."

Seeing that another quarrel was about to start, Zhang Shen's schoolboy walked in with his head down, bowed and said, "Sir, your student Xu Cijiu is here."

Say goodbye to the old days?Why is he here? Have you copied the sage's quotations three hundred times?Zhang Shen nodded: "Please come in."

After the bookboy left, Zhang Shen glanced at Chen Tai who was on the opposite side of the chessboard, and said with a smile, "Speaking of which, the old man recently accepted a new student, this is Xu Ci's old cousin, and his poetry is shocking."

Li Mubai immediately added: "That is also my student."

Chen Tai glanced at the one surnamed Zhang, then at the one surnamed Li, and his heart moved: "The poet who said "Mo Chou has no confidant in the future, no one in the world knows the king"?"

Li Mubai and Zhang Shen smiled triumphantly.