Nightwatcher

　　Outskirts of Kyoto, Sheep Pavilion!

　　 A few luxurious carriages parked beside the pavilion, the outskirts were cold and windy, and the rolling hills were light brown.

　　 The sun hangs warmly, making people feel the warmth of Nako in the early winter days.

　　 The Ziyang layman of Yunlu Academy is going to be an official.

　　 is a great happy event for Yunlu Academy, which is declining in officialdom.

　　The college gentlemen sang at the festival, and the students were so happy, they all felt elated, and the days of their early days were coming.

　　 In the pavilion, three old men sat and drank tea. One of them was wearing a purple robe with frosty temples. He was the protagonist of this time off.

　　 Yang Gong, whose name is Ziqian, is named Ziyangjushi, the champion in Yuanjing's 14th year. In the following year, he paid his official post and returned to Yunlu Academy to study. In 22 years, peaches and plums were all over the world, and he became a famous scholar in the world.

　　 He was supposed to have a better future, he didn't need to enter the court to worship, but he left the officialdom sadly at the peak of his prosperity. Regarding this matter, there are divergent opinions among scholars. Some people say that he has offended his majesty before he has to pay officialdom.

　　 Some people said that he had offended the first assistant of the court, and the methods were not as good as people, so he was sullen and rolled.

　　 But no matter what, after 22 years, he finally came out again. Go to Qingzhou as the chief ambassador.

　　 The real chief official in Xinjiang.

　　 The identities of the other two are also not low, not to mention their status in Yunlu Academy, or their reputation outside, they will not lose to Ziyang Lay.

　　The man wearing a gray robe and a goat beard is called Li Mubai. He was once known as the best chess player in the world. Five years ago, he talked with Wei Yuan and Wei Gong in three rounds. They all lost, slammed the chessboard and never played chess again.

　　The man in the blue robe is called Zhang Shen, a master of the art of war, and the "Six Notes of the Art of War" written in his early years is still a must-read publication for military attaches and generals.

　　 is the only warrior in Dafeng who can be compared with Wei Yuan.

Outside the pavilion stood a group of students who saw them off, all potential students of Yunlu Academy.

　　 Xu New Year is in it.

　　 "Mr. Ziyang is finally out of the mountain. If we can be appreciated by him, we will be successful in the officialdom in the future." A familiar classmate whispered: "Farewell, are you ready for poems."

　　 My brother prepared it for me... and it is half of the seven laws... Xu Xinnian looked into the pavilion and said lightly: "Scribbled half of the song, Uncle Yong, you are too utilitarian."

　　 Qilv poetry has a strict metric, requiring a uniform number of words in the poem, consisting of eight sentences, each with seven characters, and every two sentences in a joint, a total of four joints.

　　 Xu Qi'an gave him only two copies of Qilu. After Xu Xinnian asked after dinner, his cousin hesitated and changed the subject, just not giving the last two copies.

　　 "This is not utilitarian, learning the sea is the same as the Huanhai, working hard to be a boat, drilling a camp for pulp." My friend said, he seemed to know that Xu Xinnian was not good at poetry, so he didn't ask much.

　　 "Uncle Yong is right. Now the officialdom is corrupt. The subordinates have cooperated with corrupt officials and common people. They have been suffering from natural disasters for years. If you want to change the situation, you have to be more active." Another student participated in the topic.

　　 The student named Uncle Yong nodded and looked at Xu Xinnian: "You always say that poetry is a trail, but no matter how good your article is, who will remember you in decades? But poetry can be passed down to the world."

Poetry is a trail. It cannot govern the country or benefit the people. It is arty... Xu Erlang just wanted to say so, considering that he is now preparing to use arty trails to please the old predecessors, he swallowed the words back and said vaguely. .

　　 Uncle Yong looked at him in surprise, but didn't even raise the bar!

　　The great power player Li Mubai sighed: "Brother Yang, you wanted to be half as exquisite as them back then, and you won't waste more than 20 years."

　　 Ziyang Jushi smiled.

　　 "That's not right," Zhang Shenshi laughed and drank tea: "Brother Yang is ambitious, and he is paving the way for the ‘fate’ state."

　　 Upon hearing this, Ju Shi Ziyang sighed: "After all, he was pushed out of officialdom."

　　 "This is not your problem. The people from the Imperial College will not watch our Yunlu Academy turn over."

　　 "Hmph, a group of villains who only know how to flatter the top and deceive, and play tricks. In less than two hundred years, they have harmed the world like this."

　　 This matter involves a very interesting history.

　　 Confucianism originated from sages, and Bailu Academy, as an academy founded by a disciple of sages, prides itself on the orthodox of Confucianism. The fact is also true.

　　 But two hundred years ago, because of the struggle for the foundation of the country, it was completely rejected by the emperor at the time.

　　 At this time, a traitor came out of Bailu Academy, and Bailu Academy thought so.

　　 The traitor was originally a teacher of Bailu Academy. He took this opportunity to set himself up and please the emperor with the concept of ‘saving nature and destroying human desire’. Under the emperor’s support, he established the Imperial College and became a master of the generation.

　　 After that, the Imperial College replaced Yunlu Academy and became the main transportation agency for court officials.

　　 The Confucian orthodox struggle has continued for two hundred years.

The layman Ziyang said in a deep voice: "I'm going to open up the frontiers of the Bailu Academy and lay the foundation for officialdom. But if I want to rejuvenate the academy's past style, I am not enough. I need to work together, and I need excellent young people people."

　　 Li Mubai and Zhang Shen smiled at each other, the latter turned his head and looked at the students outside the pavilion: "Is anyone willing to compose a poem and give one to Ziyang Lay?"

　　 "Poems must have a lot of color, otherwise it's boring." The layman Ziyang took off a purple jade from his waist: "The top blogger can get a jade pendant."

　　 The purple light of the jade pendant is flowing, and it is extraordinary.

The eyes of the students outside the pavilion were all lit up, and the great scholars carried jade pendants with them, baptized by their talents, and they were magical. If they could get them, it would definitely be of great benefit.

　　 At the same time, the layman Ziyang uses purple jade as his color head, which has a deeper meaning.

　　 Elderly carry-on items, only for juniors and students, that is to say, take this jade pendant, little brother, you are my person...my student.

　　 "The student is willing to write a poem to see off the Ziyang layman." A tall and tall student wearing a green Confucian shirt and a jade pendant around his waist stepped out and arched his hands towards the three great Confucian scholars in the pavilion.

　　 Li Mubai smiled and said, "This is my student Zhu Tuizhi, who is quite talented in poetry."

　　 Ziyang Jushi smiled and nodded.

　　 After the student named Zhu Tuizhi chanted the farewell poem, the smile on the face of UU Reading www.uukānshu.com Ziyang lay deeper, obviously very satisfied.

　　 "Not bad." Zhang Shen praised the strategy of war, and did not comment much. The two great scholars here are more talented in poetry than him.

　　 But a good beginning does not necessarily have a good ending. The next scene can probably be described as a dog's tail.

The poem behind 　　 is not satisfactory and barely qualified.

Li Mubai sighed: "Since the Imperial College re-compiled the saint's classics and saved the heavens and destroyed the human desires, the world's students can only stick to the classics and bury their heads in the chapters. Over time, they will fall into the situation of'fetters and distracts from the cumbersome'. No more spirituality."

　　 Speaking of the back, I was heartbroken.

　　 This is also the reason why Confucianism began to weaken in modern times. Push forward two hundred years. The famous saying of Confucianism is: Buddhism is great, Taoism is great, short oil, and sorcerers are also good. Gu Masters and wizards who pioneered another path are also very spiritual and worthy of praise.... Oh, the vulgar Takeshi invites you out. This is a gathering of gentlemen. By the way, take away the aliens of the monster race. The rest of you present here are all rubbish, IMHO!

　　 Confucianism was just like that.

now what?

　　 Major cultivation systems: What is it, little brother?

　　 Confucian trembling: mmp.

　　 Lay Ziyang sighed, "Fine, don't mention these. Everyone, who else would like to write poems?"

　　 no one else for a while.

　　 Zhu Tuizhi stared at Ziyu, his eyes hot, and he felt that it was in his pocket.

　　 "Sir, I have a poem." Xu Xinnian walked out of the crowd and came to the pavilion.

　　 He has been silent on purpose until now. He is low-key and humble, and doesn't want to throw good poems too early to embarrass classmates. There is absolutely nothing to do with the fragrant spit between him and Zhu Tuizhi.