The national teacher does not practice

Chapter 3 A Manuscript Journey
When Huang He walked out of "Qinglian Xiaozhu", his whole mind was in chaos.

Ji Ping'an's words were still echoing in his ears, and when he came back to his senses, he looked down at the thick stack of manuscripts written in ink in his hand, and couldn't help but smile wryly:
"What have I done?"

After the other party uttered that shocking sentence, he naturally expressed doubts, and Ji Ping'an's response was simple and direct: he spread out the book and pointed out the fallacies in it one by one.

I remember at that time... I couldn't get in the words the whole time, I just copied those words ignorantly and almost instinctively.

"Is it true? Could it be that the Imperial Academy's textual research is really full of fallacies?" Huang He was faintly shaken, and then smiled to himself: "How is that possible."

Although many of the experiences in the biographies are also restored from historical materials, they may not be completely consistent with the truth, but compared with the versions given by the Confucianism in the gods and many great practitioners, the words of a country boy undoubtedly lack authority.

Even though... he had met the Master of the State Teacher, and perhaps he had indeed heard a few secrets, but he still instinctively refused to believe it.

Although I was thinking this way in my heart, there was a strange coincidence, but I still rolled up the manuscript, tucked it under my arm, and walked towards the dining hall.

……

Qin Tianjian has a large scale and has three canteens, which are distributed in the shape of "pin". Each canteen has its own function. place.

When he walked to the door of the dining hall, he suddenly heard a call from behind: "Brother Jinyan."

Turning around, I saw a young man in a cyan academic gown approaching with a smile in the crowd. Huang He froze for a moment, and also smiled: "Wen Jing, why are you here so idle?"

Yu Wenjing, who was tall and thin, with a clean temperament, laughed, grabbed his arm, and said as he walked, "It's not about writing books... Sit down and talk."

The two were classmates and friends in the past, and they fell asleep together, but later one entered the Qin Tianjian, the other devoted himself to studying, and was admitted to the Imperial Academy, and they rarely saw each other again.

Not long after, the two sat down by the window of the dining hall, ordered a jug of wine, a plate of snowflake mutton, and two or three kinds of vegetables.

Yu Wenjing took the initiative to pour the wine and said with emotion:
"Speaking of which, although you and I are officials in God's Capital, it's been a long time since we talked about the old days. To tell you the truth, I dreamed about the past two days, when you and I fell asleep, made up our minds under the moon, and imagined the future..."

Huang He lowered his wine glass, and forced a smile: "My mere doctor, how can I count as an 'official status', I still want to congratulate you. Now that the court is full, no one knows that the Hanlin bachelor is on the rise."

Yu Wenjing hurriedly waved his hands, pretending to be annoyed: "Where is it..."

When the dynasty was founded, the Hanlin Academy was first set up to accommodate talents in literature, classics, divination, medicine, monks, calligraphy and painting, and chess.

But all the close ministers of the emperor will always have a higher status after serving for a long time.

When Emperor Yuanqing ascended the throne, the Hanlin Academy relied more heavily on the power and responsibility of the imperial edict, and the power of Zhongshu Sheren was marginalized... Now he is more responsible for the compilation of "Yuanqing Grand Ceremony". scholar.

Although he has no rank, he has already ranked among the nobles.

If Huang He can cultivate, the two belong to the same circle, but as a doctor of Lou Ke... it is a bit lower.

At this time, listening to the ex-students in high spirits, telling what they had seen and heard, I felt mixed feelings.

"...Well, brother Jinyan, to be honest, don't look at me looking glamorous, but in fact I may not be in a good situation," Yu Wenjing changed the subject, "Just talking about the revision of the book, the biographies of the national teacher have been edited for two years, and I still don't know what to do. The draft has not been finalized, His Majesty is furious, maybe there is a mistake in the end, and he will release me to take the blame."

Huang He was taken aback: "Isn't the biography of the national teacher almost finished? I heard many rumors..."

"You mean those manuscripts that have been circulated?"

Yu Wenjing shook his head and smiled wryly:
"It was overthrown. Master Guo Shi lived almost as long as the empire. Many deeds in his life, many of which are difficult to verify. Most of the outside rumors are distorted. The Hanlin Academy collected historical materials for two years, and the manuscript compiled was presented to His Majesty yesterday, and many fallacies were found. , this is just what I found out, and I don’t know how many more I can’t find... The head of the courtyard was scolded bloody, and he was ordered to correct the mistakes before the gods gave a big reward, but there are only a few months left... Otherwise , why did I come here today?"

error?

That manuscript was really wrong?
Holding the chopsticks, Huang He felt his mouth dry and his heart beating fast. He couldn't hear the complaints from his classmates behind him, and a young and peaceful face involuntarily appeared in his mind.

"Wen Jing," he swallowed, suddenly looked left and right, saw that no one was paying attention here, and took out a roll of manuscript paper from his sleeve: "Look at the fallacies pointed out on this paper, right?"

what?
Yu Wenjing took it in a daze, glanced at the general content, and was a little surprised.

But soon, his eyes froze, his body sat up straight suddenly, he quickly turned back two pages, his hands froze suddenly, as if he saw something incredible.

"Brother Jinyan!" Yu Wenjing grabbed him suddenly, his eyes widened and his voice trembled: "Where did you get this thing?"

……

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Hanlin Academy, back hall.

When it cleared up in the afternoon, the continuous blue tiles on the ridge of the roof were shining brightly, but the atmosphere in the hall was chilling.

The civil servants in charge of compiling the canon gathered together.

The person sitting in the main seat was a square-faced, rigid-faced old man, with a serious face at the moment, and he glanced at the grand scholars in the hall: "Everyone, tell me, what should we do?"

As a Chengzhi University scholar, he was in charge of compiling the canon, and he has not slackened in the past two years. The collection of classics and history has almost been completed, but the progress of "monk biographies" is slow.

Gai's one item is different from the others, it is close to compiling history, while great practitioners are far away from the mundane world, often live for hundreds of years, and their life spans several dynasties. Historical materials are scarce, there are many rumors, and it is difficult to distinguish the truth from the false.

Taking the Great Zhou State Master as an example, his life expectancy is [-] spring and autumn, and many people who witnessed it have died, so it is extremely difficult to compile.

Although there are many materials preserved in Qintianjian, when the institution was established, it was a long time after the Great Zhou Dynasty was established, not to mention the whereabouts of the national teacher was hard to find at that time.

Therefore, despite the concerted efforts of the royal historian, Taoists, and Qin Tianjian, only one biography can be pieced together.

"My lord," an editor stood up and asked, "Why does Your Majesty believe that the manuscript is wrong?"

After the words fell, many bachelors who didn't know the inside story all looked over.

Feeling upset.

From their point of view, if His Majesty the Emperor has the historical data, why didn't he inform them earlier?Criticism after painstaking efforts?It doesn't make sense.

Bachelor Chengzhi waved his hand and sighed: "It wasn't because His Majesty noticed that yesterday, when I entered the palace to present a manuscript, it happened that a great practitioner from Mo Lin was a guest in the palace, so His Majesty invited him to have a look, and this was pointed out as an error."

Painter Molin...

The crowd was silent.

Since ancient times, there are no more than two methods for compiling history. One is to rely on numerous historical materials to confirm each other, and the other is to ask relatives who have experienced it.

There are many great sects with a long history in this world, among which the monks live a long life, and "Molin" is one of them. If there is anyone who is qualified to comment today, many great sects are listed here.

"Damn it, these sects refused to cooperate. They sent people to ask for the information before, but they presumed that it was lost. This will be refuted." An Hanlin protested.

The sentiment is indignant.

The Chengzhi scholar could only smile wryly, except for the Daoist sect and the Qintianjian, the rest of the sects are not affiliated with the Da Zhou ministers. Summarizing the biographies of ancient and modern monks, this is the national religion Taoist sect to highlight the first major sect.

How can other denominations cooperate?Can't wait to see a joke.

"It's useless to say these things," Bachelor Chengzhi suppressed his comments, his face sinking like water:

"It's only a few months before the Grand Prize of the Gods. At that time, many sects will come to watch the ceremony, especially in the Southern Tang Dynasty... Your Majesty ordered that all mistakes must be corrected beforehand to show the country's prestige. If the biography presented at that time still has problems, I will be guilty of waiting!"

Under the premise that the major factions are self-preserving and watching from the sidelines, how can they succeed in errata?
The faces of all the scholars were pale, and their hearts were ashamed.

The atmosphere in the hall fell to the bottom.

At this time, a small official rushed over, stood still outside the door, cupped his hands and said, "My lord, the good man is asking Wenjing to see you! He said that there are important historical materials, which are related to the biography of the national teacher."

All the scholars in the hall "swipe" to look at it, and they are all surprised.

Bachelor Chengzhi's eyes were fixed.

Yu Wenjing... that young man who came in last year's top two in the new division?The grand maester had a vague impression of him, but after a moment of pondering, he still said, "Bring him here."

Not long after, two young people entered the back hall together, the former was wearing a blue robe, while the latter was wearing a brown robe, dotted with stars.

The doctor of Qin Tianjian?

"I have seen you adults." The two bowed their hands.

Bachelor Chengzhi said in a deep voice, "Do you have important historical materials?"

"Yes," Yu Wenjing took a deep breath, and looked at Huang He who was beside him, who was distracted, "To be precise, my classmate is in control."

Huang He woke up like a dream, and presented the manuscript in his sleeve, but his whole body was still distracted. He didn't understand how he was dragged to the Imperial Academy in the blink of an eye.

Bachelor Chengzhi unfolded the manuscript and saw that the ink stains were still wet, he frowned first, then his eyes suddenly froze.

He quickly read the first page, and couldn't wait to turn to the second page, the third page...

After reading all of them, the whole person remained motionless, as if he had been immobilized.

"My lord?" a bachelor next to him tried.

The old man with a square face and a staid personality finally came back to his senses, and handed him the manuscript: "Circle it."

After the words fell, he added another sentence: "Be careful."

The latter was taken aback for a moment, as if realizing something, carefully took it and looked it over, and then the person was the same as the former, followed by the third person, and the fourth person...

The whole house was silent.

It was hard to contain doubts and...excitement in everyone's mind.

"These... are all true?" Han Lin who was so excited couldn't believe it.

There are many secrets recorded on the paper, but they have not grasped them, but if it is false, it can be cross-verified with many historical materials, especially the previous points, which are exactly the items that His Majesty refuted and corrected, generally the same.

Bachelor Chengzhi got up, and tremblingly walked in front of Huang He, his eyes were as sharp as eagles: "How do you know this?"

Huang He was silent for a while, and said, "Someone told me."

"Who is it? Where is he? Take the old man there quickly!" Bachelor Chengzhi grabbed his arm, his tone full of impatience.

(End of this chapter)