Chapter 434 (1/2)



434 The light of Buddha (1)

The three great Confucians tacitly didn’t take it. Instead, they exchanged glances.

Director Zhao took the folded paper and slowly unfolded it. Then he fell into a long silence.

Sensing Zhao Shou’s abnormality, Zhang Shen asked, “”Director?”

However, the Dean ignored him. He mumbled in a low voice as if he had fallen into some kind of emotion that he could not get rid of for the time being.

After a long while, Zhao Shou stroked his beard and smiled. “Good poem! I want to personally engrave this poem in the secondary Saint Hall and make it a part of the Yun Lu Academy. In the future, when future generations look back on this period of history, this poem will be enough.

“Why did you guys come to my restaurant for a drink tonight? let’s drink until dawn.”

The three great Confucians were in disbelief. As the head of the Confucians, how could Zhao Shou lose his composure over a poem?

Even the “fragrant floating moon at dusk” and “a boat full of dreams suppressing the Galaxy” were excellent works that people would clap their hands and call excellent. The Dean would only smile and praise them.

“See for yourself!” Zhao Shou handed over the paper.

Zhang Shen took it and read it with the two great Confucians. The three of them suddenly froze. Just like Zhao Shou, they were immersed in some kind of emotion and couldn’t get rid of it for a long time.

“The road is difficult, the road is difficult, there are many roads, but today I am at peace. There will be times when the wind blows and the waves break, and the sails of the clouds will reach the vast sea.” Li Mubai’s tears suddenly flowed down his face as he said in a hurt voice,

“This poem is about our Yun Lu Academy.”

Zhang Shen and Chen Tai clenched their fists tightly. They understood why the Dean had lost his composure. Li Mubai was right, this poem was written for Yun Lu Academy.

Looking back on the two hundred years since the establishment of the Imperial College, Yun Lu Academy had entered its darkest period in history. The students studied hard and worked hard, but in exchange, they were buried in cold storage. Their hot blood had nowhere to be spilled and their talents had nowhere to be displayed.

I can’t eat when I stop drinking, I’m at a loss when I draw my sword!

And these last two sentences were simply a stroke of genius, making the Confucians feel heroic and excited.

The greatest charm of poetry was empathy. It completely touched the hearts of director Zhao Shou and the three great Confucians.

“Director …”

Zhang Shen coughed and shook off his surging emotions. He said in a low voice, “”Xu cijiu is my disciple. I’ve trained him with great effort.”

“Jinyan, you’ve worked hard, you’ve worked hard.” Zhao shouxin said.

I, Zhang Jinyan, am responsible for cultivating talents for the Academy. It’s no trouble at all. Zhang Shen said with a sense of justice,

however, I have a small request that I hope the director can fulfill.

Chen Tai and Li Mubai instantly became alert.

“What’s the request?” Zhao asked gently.

“When you personally carve a poem, remember to write a few small words after your signature:Teacher Zhang Shen, careful with his words, from Jingzhou.”

Before Zhao Shou could reply, Chen Tai and Li Mubai said,”I object!”

Zhang Shen was furious. it’s a poem written by my student. What does it have to do with you? who are you to object? ”

“Bullshit!”

The two great Confucians blew at their beards and glared at each other.”Don’t you have any confidence in your student’s standard? Do you dare say you don’t know who wrote this poem?”

Of course, Zhang Shen knew that Xu cijiu was his student. As a teacher, he knew better than anyone how much his student was worth.

As for how Xu cijiu guessed the question correctly, Zhang Shen thought that Xu Qi ‘an had asked Wei Yuan for help.

“?”

Question marks flashed in Zhao Shou’s mind. He waved his hand to cut off the hearing of the messenger student beside him and said in a deep voice, “”What did you say just now? This poem wasn’t written by Xu cijiu?”

Hmph! Chen Tai snorted. Xu cijiu is good at policy, but his poems are mediocre. How could he come up with such an inspiring piece of work? ”

“It’s all because of my student, Xu Qi ‘an,” li Mubai continued.

“When did he become your student?” he’s also my student, ” Zhang Shenwei said with a smile. so, no matter how you write my name, it’s not wrong.

The three great Confucians started to argue.

After listening for a while, Zhao Shou understood that the poem was not written by Xu cijiu, but by his cousin, who was known as the best poet among the scholars.

In that case, Xu cijiu had also cheated.

“By the way, what’s the chief physician of our Hui Yuan?” Zhao Shou asked.

The Confucians were particular about character. The higher the rank of the Confucians, the more they paid attention to the firm character. To put it bluntly, every Confucians had extremely high personal integrity.

However, this didn’t mean that all the Confucians were using the ‘life’ of the ‘goddess Gu’, unless they were using the’ life ‘of the’ goddess Gu ‘at the time of establishing the life realm. Otherwise, it wouldn’t be a big problem for them to miss out on the small details.

But cheating was not a small matter.

“The laws of governance and military!” Zhang Shendao said. He was originally a great scholar known for his military tactics.

Governing a country was a ‘skill’ that every scholar had to learn. On top of this, the scholar could choose one or two other ‘courses’ that they specialized in.

Some students were in charge of the Book of Rites, some of them were in charge of the Doctrine of the Mean, and Xu cijiu was in charge of military law.

Zhao Shou nodded in relief. If it was military law, then there would be no problem. It would not affect his future promotion.

“You don’t have to argue over a poem. I think Xu Qi ‘an is giving this poem to the Academy through his cousin. To us, this is the greatest reward.” Zhao Shou said.

“You’re right, director.” The three great Confucians said in unison.