I Become A Saint By Studying

"Dean..."

Lin Yi was stunned.

The old guy!

Could it be that he came here to prostitute poetry for nothing?

Although he intends to do something for the dead academician, but... the poems and articles he can memorize are limited.

If you take one, you will lose one.

Lin Yi showed a look of embarrassment, and said, "The disciple is really lacking in talent and learning...I'm afraid it will be difficult to write poems that are so talented."

"no no!"

Zheng Zhiqiu quickly waved his hand to deny it, a little flustered, and said seriously, "That's not what the old man meant, he just wanted to... rubbing your three poems and essays, and taking them to Duobao Pavilion in Nanxiang Prefecture for auction..."

"The old man knows that this request is presumptuous, but I will not hide it from you. Our academy can't even rebuild it, including a pension for the dead bachelor..."

Zheng Zhiqiu's voice became smaller and smaller, it was really hard to speak, he looked at Lin Yi eagerly, gritted his teeth and said, "Lin Yi, can you help the old man? Let the old man rub your poems and sell them... Wait until the future is clear The old man will give you back the reward for Xue Bai's entry into the Holy Court!"

"Rubbing?"

Lin Yi knew what it meant.

It has been recorded in the True Explanation of Wen Dao that any poem or article with a talent above the state level is eligible for a rubbing.

Rubbing down, it will have one-tenth of the charm of the original.

It can be used for readers to gain Insight and improve their talents.

If it is a book of sages.

The talent contained in it is particularly terrifying, even if it is a copy or transcription, almost all of them contain the charm of the authentic work.

This is why scholars can increase their talents by reading sage books.

It is also why scholars should respect sages.

Without the poems, articles and calligraphy left by those sages, there would be no scholars today.

This is a kind of inheritance!

"Lin Yi, the old man knows that this is very presumptuous, after all, poetry and articles with money...is a kind of blasphemy!"

Seeing that Lin Yi didn't speak, Zheng Zhiqiu felt a little uneasy.

These poems are all written by Lin Yi.

The right to decide is naturally in Lin Yi's hands.

He couldn't and couldn't do such things as stealthy rubbings.

"The disciple thought it was something..."

Lin Yi breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said, "The two poems on the stele and the poem on the inscription plaque, if necessary, you can go rubbing them anytime, Dean!"

The voice fell.

Lin Yi's expression also became serious, and he said seriously, "Those academy scholars are innocent. They died for the academy. The academy deserves a proper burial, and the academy will not let their parents, wives and children have no hope!"

"There is no money in the academy, so if the three poems can be exchanged for money, what's the point of selling the original works?"

"Dean, don't worry about it!"

"If you need help from your disciples, please be sure to speak up. When I faced the Heavenly Fox Demon before, I heard the academy's bachelor vow to live and die with the academy!"

"I also heard what the dean and the masters said... the disciples who are guaranteed to die!"

"If it weren't for the master and the principal, the disciple would have died too!"

Recalling the previous scenes, Lin Yi is still deeply shocked and moved.

There is not a single coward in the academy bachelor.

They are all good.

Even if he just came to Pingzhou Academy, facing the provocations of these academy bachelors.

That is also because they have pride in their hearts.

Now the academy can't get any money, but his rubbings of poems and essays can be exchanged for money, and he has no reason to refuse.

No matter how bad it is... Zheng Zhiqiu handed over all the treasures of the town courtyard to him.

Even if he is asked to write another poem, it is not impossible!

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

Zheng Zhiqiu had gray hair and beard, and now he was crying. He patted the back of Lin Yi's hand lightly, choked up and said, "The old man is proud of you, and Pingzhou Academy is also proud of you..."

"Dean, is the money for the rubbings enough?"

Lin Yi thought it over and decided to put up another authentic poem by Cai Qi Mingzhou for auction.

However, Zheng Zhiqiu nodded vigorously and said, "Enough, completely enough!"

A pair of rubbings is worth 120,000 taels of silver.

Three pairs are 360,000 taels.

Not only can the bachelors who died for the academy be buried respectfully, but also their funeral affairs can be taken care of.

"That's good!"

Lin Yi felt relieved, nodded, and then asked, "Dean, when will they be buried? Where will they be buried?"

"According to the rules, the bachelors who died for the academy will be buried in the back hill of the academy and will not be sent back. Now a few masters and many bachelors are setting up the mourning hall and will be buried in three days!"

Zheng Zhiqiu also told Lin Yi about the arrangement of the academy.

"kindness!"

Lin Yi nodded.

He decided to give these deceased academicians a ride.

"but……"

Then Zheng Zhiqiu thought of something and felt a little melancholy. Seeing Lin Yi staring at him suspiciously, he said, "This time Chen Hao practiced Taoism and turned into a third rank demon, which must have alarmed the Holy Academy and Nanxiang Mansion." Those two old guys must also know..."

"Hey! I'm afraid they are already on their way, and they will inevitably be punished by then!"

Zheng Zhiqiu sighed.

If it weren't for the removal of the demon, Lin Yi would have been fine, and Fang Qingxue was taking the palace exam, so he would still have a reason to persevere.

Otherwise, he would have already resigned from the position of dean and committed suicide!

Lin Yi was silent.

He really can't help with this.

It is impossible for the deans of the two major academies to look at his face and not hold Zheng Zhiqiu accountable for his negligence!

Chen Haoran practiced Taoism and caused so many casualties. As the dean of the academy, he was also Chen Haoran's Master.

Zheng Zhiqiu is indeed to blame.

"Dean!"

"Dean!"

At this moment, a bachelor from the academy knocked on the door, rather hastily.

Zheng Zhiqiu shivered a bit, and met Lin Yi's eyes.

"It may have come..."

Zheng Zhiqiu took a deep breath, got up and left the room, opened the courtyard door, looked at the panting bachelor, and said in a low voice, "What's all the fuss about?"

Lin Yi came behind Zheng Zhiqiu.

The academy scholar said, "The dean of Junji Academy and the dean of Qingping Academy are at the foot of the mountain..."

"Come here, what's the fuss? Let them come up!"

Facing the other bachelors, Zheng Zhiqiu still maintained the majesty of the dean, and he had an aura of calmness and prestige.

There is some melancholy in my heart.

What should come, is still here!

"They brought an old-fashioned corpse, and now they are stopping in front of the inscription tablet, refusing to go up the mountain..."

That disciple reports.

"Qiu Yunji!"

Zheng Zhiqiu narrowed his eyes, this time Chen Hao became the demon queen and became so powerful.

It was the yin god of the demon way who made a big effort.

"Go, go down the mountain!"

Zheng Zhiqiu flicked his sleeve robe, stepped out of the door, and walked towards the foot of the mountain.

"Master Lin!"

Then the disciple saw Lin Yi, cupped his hands and bowed, and quickly followed.

"In the Continent of Shengwen, Wen and Dao have struggled for thousands of years, and I have never seen what a person who cultivates Dao looks like...Go and see!"

Lin Yi is a little curious about people who practice Taoism.

I don't know the difference between the Tao here... and the Taoism he understands.

Lin Yi followed.