Book of Disaster

"Isn't this just a cloze test? If I can't even answer this, wouldn't my nine years of compulsory education be in vain?"

On the first holy monument, there is the inscription "Guan Guan Ju Jiu".

This is the content from the Book of Songs. As a modern person from another world, even if you have not read the Book of Songs in its entirety, you probably know what this is, or at least can recite this short piece.

Except for these four words, the rest of the holy monument was blank. Obviously, all Bai Qi needed to do was to complete the rest of the poem.

"Excuse me, do you have any pen and ink?"

Bai Qi suddenly spoke, his eyes never leaving the holy monument.

"!!!"

When these words were spoken, the young Confucian scholar who was serving tea nearby was greatly shocked.

Can Bai Qi really solve the mystery of the holy monument?

These holy steles in the stone chamber of the Wensheng Temple have been studied by many great masters, including Zhu Xi, throughout their lives. He had also taken a sneak peek at them but could never get the gist of them. How could Bai Qi understand them after just one look?

Simply unbelievable!

On the other side, Zhu Zi's face did not show much emotion, and he looked calm, but there was a hint of joy in the depths of his eyes:

"Bring me pen and ink."

boom!

In just a moment, the news that Bai Qi was going to write an inscription for the holy stele of the Confucian and Taoist relics spread almost throughout the entire Wensheng Temple, immediately causing a great sensation.

In an instant, many great masters and scholars gathered in the stone chamber with Zhu Xi's approval.

Not only that, the news also spread to the Confucian scholars in the capital, causing great attention.

"What? Someone can comprehend the Holy Monument? Prepare the carriage quickly, I want to go and see it immediately!"

In an instant, the scholars were shocked, and many great Confucian masters headed towards the Temple of the Sage of Literature.

More and more Confucian and Taoist masters gathered in the stone chamber, but Bai Qi didn't care at all.

These were all small scenes; he had experienced bigger scenes in the Taishi Palace.

The pens, ink, paper and inkstone had already been prepared. They were all top-quality treasures of Confucianism and Taoism, but Bai Qi still preferred the white jade python dragon pen that he had obtained in the Taishi Hall.

This pen is imbued with spiritual energy and has been sanctified.

Bai Qi didn’t know why these holy monuments stood here or what their functions were, but this did not hinder his next actions.

Bai Qi pondered for a moment, closed his eyes slightly, and when he had almost finished thinking, he walked straight forward. In front of everyone, he picked up the white jade python dragon pen and wrote the rest of the poem "Guanju" after the first line of the stone carving.

"…On the island in the river, there is a beautiful lady, a gentleman is looking for her."

boom!

As soon as Bai Qi finished writing the poem, there was a loud bang, the earth was shaking, and several holy monuments that had been silent for thousands of years began to vibrate at the same time, and dust fell off.

At the same time, a mighty energy rose up from this holy monument as straight as a pillar into the sky.

This sudden vision greatly shocked the great Confucian masters in the stone chamber, but even more shocking was the poem that Bai Qi wrote on the holy stele.

"The orioles are singing on the island in the river. The beautiful lady is the ideal match for the gentleman... Isn't this a love poem? Is this really a Confucian poem?"

"A beautiful lady is a good match for a gentleman. Isn't this a pornographic phrase? It is the greatest humiliation to a gentleman!"

"How daring! How could this be a Confucian poem?"

"How outrageous! What kind of poem is this? I just can't stand it!"

"No, look, the holy stele is full of vitality, like a firefly and a bright moon. What he wrote is right. This is really an ancient poem!"

"Oh my god, look! The statue of Confucius is also shaking. What he wrote is the truth. He really solved the ancient mystery of the holy monument that has been there for thousands of years!"

……

Bai Qi wrote three paragraphs of twelve words on the holy stele, but the impact it caused to the great Confucian masters in the stone chamber was as huge as an earthquake, and everyone was stunned.

"A beautiful lady is a gentleman's dream", which runs counter to the conservative traditional thinking of Confucianism.

When can a gentleman and a lady be put together side by side, let alone in such a passionate and unrestrained love poem.

Some old scholars with stern faces and meticulous manners have turned their backs, unable to bear to watch. It is simply exhausting for them to read such poems.

But not everyone is like this. Some great scholars and masters with superb attainments have serious expressions and look thoughtful.

These four short sentences also caused them a great shock, but no matter how unacceptable they were, the vision bursting out from the holy monument before their eyes was enough to show that what Bai Qi wrote was the purest ancient book of poetry.

This is the true appearance of the ancient Book of Songs!

“He actually was able to do it.”

In the stone chamber, Zhu Zi muttered to himself. He appeared calm and motionless like a mountain, but the flashing light in his eyes revealed his inner excitement.

Zhu Zihao studied classics for more than thirty years, using all his life's knowledge to try to figure out the words on the holy stele and continue writing the authentic ancient Confucian and Taoist texts on it, but he always made no progress and gained nothing.

More importantly, he only told Bai Qi that this was an ancient sacred monument of Confucianism and Taoism, but he did not mention that there was also a Confucian and Taoist "Tao" hidden in it.

A boulevard.

A sealed avenue.

Zhu Zi never expected that Bai Qi would give him such a big surprise.

Confucianism and Taoism do not have only one "Tao".

Confucius had seventy-two disciples, each of whom represented a different "Tao".

Although the "Tao" that Bai Qi released on the holy stele was very different, it was not that difficult for Zhu Zi to accept.

The teachings of Confucius are all-encompassing. This passionate and unrestrained poem of courtship should also be the right and great way of Confucianism.

Ahead, Bai Qi didn't know all this. Once he focused, it was easy for him to be distracted and regard everything else as external. This was a habit of his as a writer.

Almost at the same time, the energy rising from the holy monument attracted the attention of countless beings in the capital.

"That direction... is the Temple of Literature."

In the Huangji Palace, the Emperor of the Yuan Dynasty put down the red pen he was using to review memorials, seeming to be lost in thought.

On the official road in front of the Wensheng Temple, strong winds were surging, and the teacher, dressed in Confucian robes, was dancing in the wind. He looked at the energy rising into the sky above the Wensheng Temple and could not help blinking his eyes repeatedly.

"What a familiar smell. Is this... is this caused by that kid again?"

The teacher's eyelids twitched wildly, then he stroked his beard and smiled, unable to contain his joy. He thought that there could be no one else in the Temple of the Holy Spirit of Literature except Bai Qi.

"Transforming words into scriptures, it is transforming words into scriptures!"

Inside the stone chamber, the crowd was in chaos.

In the essence that soared into the sky from the holy monument, thousands of chapters and sentences, projections of countless ancient books emerged one after another. This was a connection with the Great Dao in the dark!

It was thought that Bai Qi's performance in the Taishi Hall was just a flash in the pan, but unexpectedly he would be able to show his prowess again, and all this was accomplished in front of Zhu Xi and other great Confucian masters, which was truly amazing.

At this moment, the only one who remained calm and composed was Bai Qi.