Nightwatcher

If Yang Ziqian didn't go to Qingzhou, he can be pushed for this job. Zhang Shen said:

Among us, he is the best at this.

The mountain wind rushed into the room, blowing Chen Tai's long beard fluttering, and said with a smile: Brother Jinyan is more suitable to be an official in the court than me.

Old man, are you mocking me for playing football? Zhang Shen was not angry, and said with a bachelor's attitude: You do what you want, the old man is all ears.

Seeing that another quarrel was about to start, Zhang Shen's schoolboy walked in with his head down, bowed and said, Sir, your student Xu Cijiu is here.

Say goodbye to the old days? Why is he here? Have you copied the sage's quotations three hundred times? Zhang Shen nodded: Please come in.

After the bookboy left, Zhang Shen glanced at Chen Tai who was on the opposite side of the chessboard, and said with a smile, Speaking of which, the old man recently accepted a new student, this is Xu Ci's old cousin, and his poetry is shocking.

Li Mubai immediately added: That is also my student.

Chen Tai glanced at the one surnamed Zhang, then at the one surnamed Li, and his heart moved: The poet who said Mo Chou has no confidant in the future, no one in the world knows the king?

Li Mubai and Zhang Shen smiled triumphantly.

Hahaha Chen Tai laughed loudly, pointing his fingers at the two friends.

why are you laughing?

I laugh at you for being blinded by fame and fortune, oh, and jealousy. Chen Tai suppressed his smile, half admonishing and half mocking:

Yang Ziqian's name must be because this poem has been handed down to future generations, which is indeed enviable. But you two don't think about it, good lines are rare, and many scholars only have a few good poems in their lives, and none of them can be recorded in history.

The sentence Mo Chou has no confidant in the future, no one in the world knows the king is already a stroke of genius, I am delighted to hear it, and I hope to come up with another song, no, two songs, so that the two of you will be immortalized together forever?

Too much care about fame and fortune, how will the awe-inspiring righteousness in your belly survive over time?

After being ridiculed, Li Mubai and Zhang Shen were a little embarrassed.

He knew from the bottom of his heart that what Chen Tai said was reasonable, and he could write a good sentence that has been handed down through the ages, and the other party is not a scholar, so it is a great fate that he got a song by chance.

It is indeed too delusional to expect a subordinate official to write good poems so that they will be famous in history.

What You Ping said is very true. The two bowed to each other and said in a deep voice: Scholars are three immortals, even if they want to be famous in history, they should take the road in a dignified manner, not shortcuts. It's the two of us who missed it.

If you know a mistake, correct it. There is nothing good about it. Chen Tai nodded slightly.

A moment later, the book boy led Xu Qi'an and Xu Xinnian into the elegant room.

The two bowed at the same time: The student has seen the teacher.

Li Mubai and Zhang Shen looked at each other, both surprised and delighted by Xu Qi'an's arrival.

Sit down! Zhang Shen said.

Ning Yan, you came to the academy because you have a good sentence for your teacher to appreciate? Li Mubai asked tentatively.

Xu Qi'an shook his head and said: The students come here to ask for something.

But it doesn't matter.

Xu Qi'an told the two teachers about his intention of coming, and concealed his intention to take revenge on the servant of the household department. He only said that Zhou Shilang was the mastermind behind the tax and bank case.

This... Li Mubai glanced at Zhang Shen, who was also looking distressed, and said helplessly, The academy forbids outsiders to stay overnight, this is the rule.

Scholars are the most polite.

Just as Xu Qi'an asked, she heard Xu Niannian say, Doesn't the eldest princess live in the academy all the time?

Zhang Shen shook his head: What is the identity of the eldest princess?

Xu Nian nodded: The academy prohibits outsiders from staying overnight, except for the royal relatives.

Hey! This stupefied young man was still unable to speak as usual.

The three great Confucianists present laughed angrily.

Xu Qi'an almost laughed out loud, but Erlang's poisonous tongue was still so sharp.

Li Mubai shook his head, Brother Jinyan, you student, I kind of expect him to step into the Fate Realm in the future.

That was terrifying. The corner of Zhang Shen's mouth twitched.

Only Chen Tai looked at Xu Qi'an with a smile. At this moment, he interrupted and said, Are you Xu Ningyan?

It's a student. Xu Qi'an, who was wearing a Confucian shirt and pretended to be a scholar, bowed.

I heard that you are quite talented in poetry, how about this, if you can compose a poem that satisfies all three of us on the spot, the old man will decide to let the female family members of the Xu family stay in the academy temporarily and protect them.

Allowing Xu's family members to stay in the academy is not the point, the point is his last sentence, to protect them.

This is the purpose of Xu Qi'an brothers coming here.

Xu Xinnian looked slightly happy, and turned to look at his cousin: Brother

He was both happy and apprehensive. It was not difficult to compose poems. Every scholar could write neat poems. The difficulty was to satisfy the three great Confucians.

Is it difficult?

This is too difficult.

write poetry? Are you forcing me to prostitute you? Xu Qi'an didn't agree immediately, but said after deliberation:

While writing poetry spontaneously, it is still a fixed theme.

The three great Confucian scholars exchanged glances with each other, Zhang Shen said, I encourage you to study!

Sure enough, it is impossible to compose poems rashly, otherwise, I will come up with another eternal song every minute Xu Qi'an sighs inwardly.

At the same time, he was relieved, because this question did not exceed the outline, and his literary background could still handle it.

The word Encouraging Learning first reminded Xu Qi'an of the Encouraging Learning he read in high school, but since it is a poem, this ancient text is not applicable.

The book has its own golden house, and the book has its own Yan Ruyu!

In Xu Qi'an's mind, this persuasive poem passed down through the ages immediately emerged.

In the fields related to persuasion, in terms of popularity, not many can be compared with it.

He was just about to decide to use this poem to prostitute three great scholars for free, when he suddenly thought of the situation of Yunlu Academy for two hundred years.

If I remember correctly, this poem seems to have been written by the emperor of the Song Dynasty? It is mixed with the taste of fame and fortune, and the students who graduated from Yunlu Academy have always had a difficult career.

When I passed the old exam, I felt emotional. I didn't know that I would be sent to that poor country in the future

Didn't I copy this poem to poke the heart of Yunlu Academy? It's counterproductive.

Seeing him being silent for a long time, Xu Xinian frowned more and more. Among the three great scholars, Zhang Shen and Li Mubai were looking forward to it all the time, while Chen Tai was drinking tea with a smile on his face.

Xu Qi'an withdrew his thoughts, cupped his hands and said: The student has made a fool of himself, bid farewell to the past, and grind ink for me.

Xu Nian found a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, placed them on the table, and rubbed the ink for his cousin with his own hands. He held the pen in one hand and rolled up his sleeve in the other, dipped the nib of the pen in the ink, and turned his head to motion for his cousin to take the pen.

My poor handwriting is not shameful no, I don't know how to calligraphy at all Xu Qi'an complained in his heart, pretending to be a scholar pointing out Jiangshan's passionate writing, and said:

Farewell to the old ghostwriting for me.

Xu Nian nodded and sat upright in front of the case.

Third watch lights and five watch chickens.

It's when the boy is studying.

Black hair doesn't know how to study hard.

Bai Shoufang regrets studying late!

After Xu Nian finished writing, he put down his pen and stared at the Qiyan with clear handwriting on the rice paper, his eyes were shining brightly, and his face was a little excited.

There was a brief silence in the room, Xu Xinnian felt the aftertaste of the poem, and the three Confucian scholars hurried to the shore, staring at the rice paper silently.

Staring silently.

Chen Tai, who had a long beard reaching his chest and was dressed in a black robe, had twinkling eyes.

Change first and then change, as usual, ask for a recommendation ticket.