I, above the court, angrily rebuked the faint king

"Very good, do you still remember what I told you?" Zheng Linyuan asked.

Mo Jie recalled and said: "Remember, when you said that the Prime Minister needed me, it was the young master who needed me."

"Just remember. From today on, you will follow Zhou'er inseparably every day. No matter what he says or does, you are not allowed to leave, you know?"

Mo Jie knelt on one knee and cupped his fists, "Yes!"

Zheng Linyuan waved his hand and said: "This order will be implemented from tomorrow, you'd better prepare tonight, this matter is not easy, if you are negligent, you will be killed."

"Is this related to Xianmen?" Mo Jie asked for the first time.

"En." Zheng Linyuan nodded, and turned to walk towards the deeper Xiangfu Garden.

Walking down the rockery, there is a hidden cave, under the artificial lake of Xiangfu, there is a secret room.

It is said to be a secret room, but its specifications are no different from those of the prime minister's mansion.

Pavilions, terraces and pavilions, small bridges and flowing water, red walls and green tiles, everything is available.

Apart from being less angry, this place feels like a paradise.

"Why is Lin Yuan here today?" Suddenly a voice came, if there was a third person here at this time, he would definitely be stunned.

The people walking slowly are clean and capable.

The white beard and beard have an ancient rhyme.

Those who are familiar with Confucianism and Taoism in the Song Dynasty will definitely recognize him as Jiang Qiyou, who is known as the chess master.

After the decline of Confucianism and Taoism, Jiang Qiyou was unwilling to submit to the immortal sect, and was persecuted to death by the emperor of the Song Dynasty. How could he appear here?

"Brother Qi You, the trial of Chuanru Pagoda is over, what do you think the result will be?" Zheng Linyuan made a fool of himself.

Jiang Qiyou narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "I have tested the talent of Confucianism and Taoism in your home state, and it does not exceed the third level at most. Don't be too discouraged. Everyone has his own aspirations. His future is not on the path of Confucianism and Taoism."

"The so-called Confucianism and Taoism have to be persisted by us old guys."

Zheng Linyuan said: "Slightly higher than the third floor."

Jiang Qiyou frowned: "Could it be possible that he made it to the fourth floor? It shouldn't be. Although the Chuanru Pagoda's test is sometimes a matter of luck, it's not such a big gap."

"Zhou'er has reached the ninth floor, and may have come out." Zheng Linyuan finished in one breath, full of comfort, and it really feels good to fill a cup in front of an old friend.

"Absolutely impossible!"

"How could it be possible to reach the ninth floor with Zhengzhou's talent?"

"Lin Yuan, don't you lose your mind and go crazy?"

Zheng Linyuan said: "Manchurians and military men are all witnesses, so what's the use of me lying to you? If you don't believe me, I can write out the poems he wrote on the sixth floor right now."

"Okay!" Jiang Qiyou immediately agreed, and dragging his old body, ran around the entire underground space to tell each other: "Lin Yuan's son has climbed to the ninth floor of Chuanru Pagoda, you old guys don't sleep."

The creaking sound of the door opening was endless.

Everyone who walked out of the gate was once a giant of Confucianism and Taoism.

The sage of literature, the sage of poetry, the sage of calligraphy, the sage of music, the sage of elegance.

All are Confucian and Taoist masters of the Song Dynasty who once shocked the world.

"What's the noise?"

"Lin Yuan is talking nonsense, why are you so excited?"

"If we were frightened to death, and Confucianism and Taoism in the Great Song Dynasty could not be rejuvenated, you can hardly escape the blame."

The chattering voices instantly warmed up the lifeless underground space.

After Zheng Linyuan said hello one by one, he said with a smile: "Brother Qi You is right, Zhou'er has indeed climbed to the ninth floor of the Confucianism Tower."

"how is this possible?"

"I watched that kid grow up. He can eat, drink and play without learning. Confucianism and Taoism mantras go in from the left ear and come out from the right ear. How could he climb to the ninth floor?"

"If he can become the first person to ascend the ninth floor of the Confucianism Pagoda, my name, Zhou Xingbang, will be written upside down!"

Jiang Qiyou said weakly: "Lin Yuan said that he can compose the poems Zheng Zhou made on the sixth floor."

"Oh?"

"With his poetic talent, it must be extremely difficult to catch the eye."

"Let me read two lines of sage poems first, lest I get nauseated."

They are all great Confucianists, and they speak freely, not deliberately teasing Zheng Linyuan, but their speaking style has been like this for a long time.

If it weren't for this, Xianmen would not try every means to drive out Confucianism and Taoism in the Song Dynasty.

"Qi You, go get the paper, and ask for the best paper. Writing this poem on ordinary paper is a waste of money."

"Senior Xingbang, come and grind the ink."

"The matter of starting the pen will be handed over to Senior Chuan Wu."

Zhou Xingbang was once a great poet of the Song Dynasty.

Liu Chuanwu is known as the great literary sage of the Song Dynasty.

His calligraphy was worth tens of thousands of mu of fertile land when Confucianism and Taoism were not declining.

The perfect combination of these two people and their coordinated writing have never appeared in the literary world of the Song Dynasty.

I dare not say that there will be no one in the future, but it is definitely unprecedented.

"I'd like to see what a great poem that makes you value it so much." After all, Jiang Qiyou followed what Zheng Linyuan said.

Not long after, Jiang Qiyou came back and muttered: "This paper is the best rice paper produced in Beizhili. If the poetry and prose are not as amazing as you say, you have to pay me!"

Zheng Linyuan was too lazy to haggle over with Jiang Qiyou, and after nodding to deal with it, he spread out the paper, Liu Chuanwu stood with a pen, and Zhou Xingbang rubbed the ink to wait and see.

"The first and second poems are ci. I remember Senior Xingbang once said that there is no room for ci in the Song Dynasty, and there will never be any ci that are handed down from generation to generation in the next hundred years. You can definitely feast your eyes today!" Zheng Linyuan began to recite. , Don’t forget to tease Zhou Xingbang, everyone is a close friend, and you will never get angry when you are angry, but naturally there will be counterattacks that should be had.

"The higher you fly, the harder you fall. You should understand this."

"I don't believe there are poems in this world that can impress me, Zhou Xingbang."

"My madness is beyond your imagination."