Reborn in the Three Kingdoms, I stole Liu Bei's uncle

Liu Yu walked out of the room and, led by the servants, went through the halls and rooms and came to Wang Yun's study.

Only after reporting inside did Liu Yu go in.

When I walked into the study, I saw an old man with a short beard and a thin face, sitting at the desk in casual clothes.

Liu Yu took two quick steps, bowed and said, "I am Liu Yu, Liu Yunqi, and I am here to see Lord Situ. Lord Situ has saved my life, and I will never forget it."

Wang Yun stroked his beard and looked carefully at the young man in front of him.

The boy had a handsome face, bright eyes, polite manners, and measured actions. He seemed a little different from what was rumored.

Three years ago, when Liu Yu's father passed away, Wang Yun received the news. However, due to important matters at that time, he did not rush there himself and only sent a trusted person to go.

The purpose of this trip was to attend the funeral and to inquire about the boy's character and academic performance. If he was both good in character and academic performance, I would definitely recommend Liu Yu to the court out of consideration for our old friendship.

But the news he got when he returned was disappointing. Not only was Liu Yu uneducated and had bad behavior, he also had many friends in the county and was full of evil deeds.

When Wang Yun heard this, he gave up the idea of ​​recommending Liu Yu.

The poem was delivered to his desk yesterday, and he was amazed by it as a masterpiece. However, after he walked out of the courtyard and listened to Huang San's introduction, he realized that it was actually written by Liu Yu.

Could it be that the rumors are false, or is the young man deliberately hiding his true colors?

Wang Yun didn’t know, so he could only rescue him first and then ask him slowly.

After Liu Yu was rescued that day, he fainted from shock, and Wang Yun was somewhat disappointed.

But when he thought of the half-finished poem, he took it home first.

Seeing that he has regained consciousness today, I wanted to ask him about the half poem. If this young man has no talent, I will give him some money and let him return to Qinghe County as soon as possible, so as to live up to the friendship we had in the past.

Having made up his mind, Wang Yun said straight to the point: "Yunqi, there is no need to be polite. This is what I should do."

"Yunqi sent a letter to me a few days ago. I wonder who wrote this poem?"

Liu Yu knew that Wang Yun would ask this question, so he answered calmly: "This poem was written unintentionally by me. I am sorry to make you laugh."

Wang Yun didn't believe it because it was done unintentionally.

"I have never heard of this kind of poetry. I have carefully pondered the meaning of the poem. It is bold yet reserved, high-pitched yet profound, generous and tragic, yet full of meaning. It is soul-stirring to read, yet it adds countless thoughts. There are many other flavors that I cannot explain at the moment."

"From my perspective, it seems like the emotion expressed by an old man who has experienced many ups and downs. Is it really written by Yunqi?"

Liu Yu didn't expect that Wang Yun could see so many meanings in such a short time, and even see the identity and experience of the author of this poem. He couldn't help but admire him.

The wisdom of the ancients is as good as that of modern people. This is true.

But Liu Yu was not nervous, he had already thought of a good excuse. After all, this Linjiangxian was written by Yang Shen, one of the three talented scholars in the Ming Dynasty. In this era, if he dared to claim it, Yang Shen would not travel through time and swear to the copyright.

Liu Yu looked deep in the eyes, bowed, and replied: "My father left me three years ago. I was young and ignorant, and I lived a reckless life. Then one day, I met an old man with a fairy-like appearance. After many days of teaching by him, I suddenly repented. Only then did I realize how absurd I was in the past. Thinking back to those years, it was like a fleeting moment. I regretted it so much. Watching the river flowing eastward, I was inspired and wrote this poem."

Wang Yun saw that he was speaking sincerely and did not seem to be faking it, and thought to himself that maybe this young man had been taught by a great master and suddenly became intelligent and obtained this article.

It was written by that master. He heard it by accident and kept it in his heart.

"Does Yunqi know who that old man is?" Wang Yun asked.

"After teaching me for many days, he disappeared without leaving his name. He only said that his Taoist name was Mr. Shuijing."

Liu Yu had no choice but to bring out the first hermit of this period. Otherwise, who would believe that he had transformed from an idle playboy into what he is now?

Mr. Shuijing.

Wang Yun was shocked. It turned out to be him. Although he had never met Mr. Shui Jing, he had heard of his reputation.

Mr. Shuijing was a refined man with profound knowledge. He not only knew the Five Classics, but was also proficient in the art of Qimen.

The imperial court wanted to recruit him as an official many times, but he was determined to live in seclusion in the mountains and was unwilling to take up a government post.

It was a chance that Liu Yu could gain the favor of Mr. Shui Jing.

"May I ask Yunqi, this poem seems to be unfinished, is there any sequel?"

Liu Yu said in a clear voice: "My Lord, you have a keen eye. The second half of this poem is: The white-haired fisherman and woodcutter on the river bank are used to seeing the autumn moon and spring breeze. A pot of muddy wine makes us happy to meet. So many things in the past and present are all turned into jokes."

Wang Yun listened carefully to Liu Yu's recitation and felt that the text was profound and left him wanting more.

Fearing that his memory might be inaccurate, he picked up the brush, dipped it lightly in ink, and wrote lightly on the paper.

After writing, he put down his pen and read it several times again, narrowing his eyes slightly, carefully pondering the artistic conception. For a moment he was immersed in it. After a long time, Wang Yun slowly came back to his senses.

"Good, good, good."

At this moment, he felt like he was drinking nectar and said three good words in a row.

Whether it is really written by this boy, we will know it after a try. It is a great blessing for me to get such a good article at such an old age.

When Liu Yu saw that Wang Yun was obsessed with Linjiangxian, he secretly felt fortunate that he still remembered the poem. Otherwise, if only relying on his father's friendship, he would probably have been beheaded long ago.

People still have to rely on themselves! This irrefutable truth is applicable in any era.

When Liu Yu saw Wang Yun intoxicated, based on his experience in the workplace in his previous life, he knew that Wang Yun did not believe what he said.

It’s no wonder, as Wang Yun experienced many ups and downs in his life.

He had confronted eunuchs and their relatives, and also killed the Yellow Turban rebels.

He was once extremely successful and unrivaled; he was also once imprisoned and nearly died.

Now that he is in a high position and has met countless people, it is difficult for him to completely believe that this Linjiangxian was written by himself based on his poem Linjiangxian and a few words.

The test has just begun.

As Liu Yu expected, Wang Yun was intoxicated for a moment and then regained his composure.

He looked at Liu Yu and asked with a smile: "Yunqi, what books did you read when you were at home?"

Liu Yu bowed calmly and said, "In reply to your Excellency, I have read all the seven classics, and I have also read other works of various philosophers and some military books."

The Seven Classics are the Book of Songs, the Book of Rites, the Book of History, the Book of Changes, the Book of Rites, the Spring and Autumn Annals, the Analects of Confucius, and the Book of Filial Piety. They are the must-read Confucian classics for students in the Eastern Han Dynasty. When Wang Yun heard that Liu Yu was familiar with the Seven Classics, he smiled slightly.

The way of studying the classics is very easy to read and understand. But it is not easy to comprehend. If you can learn and use it, you will be a great sage.

"May I ask Yunqi, there is a saying in the Book of Rites - Great Learning: After investigating things, one can know, after knowing, one can have a sincere mind, after a sincere mind, one's heart will be upright, after a upright heart, one can cultivate oneself. What does this saying mean?"

Liu Yu pondered for a moment, and remembered an article he had read in his previous life. He smiled slightly and said aloud:

“Only through understanding and studying everything can one gain knowledge; only after gaining knowledge can one’s thoughts be sincere; only after one’s thoughts are sincere can one’s mind be upright; only after one’s mind is upright can one cultivate the body and mind.”

Wang Yun nodded slightly. It seemed that this young man was not completely ignorant and knew how to understand the meaning.

“How to know the world? (How to know the world)”

Liu Yu smiled and said, “There is no good or evil heart in the body, but there are good and evil intentions in the actions.

Knowing good and evil is conscience, and doing good and avoiding evil is the study of things. "

When Liu Yu said this, Wang Yun was stunned for a moment.

These four explanations are not just understanding, but a complete comprehension of the meaning of the study of things.

What a great saying, “To do good and avoid evil is to study things”. The understanding of this sentence is so deep that even I can hardly match it.

Liu Yu saw the surprise on Wang Yun's face, but he remained calm and secretly proud in his heart.

This is a sentence from the philosophy of mind of Wang Yangming, a great sage of the Ming Dynasty.

Yangming's philosophy of mind is a sublimation and supplement to Confucianism.

It has been regarded as a classic in later generations, let alone now.

Wang Yun carefully pondered the meaning of this text, and the more he pondered, the more profound its implications seemed to him.

He looked at the young man in front of him with shock in his eyes.