Leisurely cultivating life

Chapter 569
During the Han Dynasty, in Lu County, Zuo Wang Academy.

The three great imperial dynasties of the Central Continent, Qin Fa, Han Confucianism, and Chu Bing.

Confucianism was the only school in the Han Dynasty, and Zuowang Academy was one of the few great Confucian academies. I don’t know how many Jinshi and talented scholars were trained for the Han Dynasty.

It really is the splendid Wenhua for thousands of years, and the family lives with the country.

There are often great Confucianists living in Zuowang Academy in Lu County. Every first and fifteenth day of each month, they will give lectures on the scriptures of sages and sages.

Although the great Confucianism gave lectures, it did not involve any examination of the scriptures.

But just the many interpretations of the scriptures of the sages have already attracted those from poor families who are struggling to find a way out.

Even those descendants of noble families did not dare to slack off in the slightest, and they wanted to come to listen to the lecture at all costs.

In the academy, there are full of literati and scholars, students from aristocratic families.They drank tea and chanted to each other, composed poems and odes, and quoted scriptures.

There are also children from poor families who linger in the mountains of books, addicted and unable to extricate themselves.

On the side of the back mountain of the academy, the vegetation is green and the scenery is beautiful.The jagged rocks are stacked and arranged in various poses.

The lush vegetation all over the mountains, the trees are verdant, and the flowers are bright and dazzling.A school of beautiful scenery, just like the Baili Gallery, makes people linger and forget to return, refreshing.

Numerous rare trees and precious flowers compete here, and there are flowers that never change in bloom every moment. They are so beautiful that they cannot be harvested.

Not far away, there are green mountains and green waters, flying waterfalls and flowing springs.

Clear springs gushed out and rivers gurgled.Passing through thousands of ravines, it is cool and exciting, and the rush is endless.Sometimes it walks among the ferocious rocks, and sometimes it flutters on the top of the high cliff.The agitation is like an angry waterfall, and when it is gentle, it is like a clear stream swirling.

A piece of lake surface is formed, the lake is sparkling, the lake surface is crystal clear, the lotus flowers in the lake are bright and dazzling, and the fish and shrimp swim back and forth flexibly without being surprised by people.

The dense fog is as ethereal as a cloud of smoke, covering the wide lake.

The big boat of the college scholars, the painting boat wanders in it, looking up at the beautiful scenery around, reciting poems and making pairs together, the sky is full of talents.

The boat is gently rippling on the water, the wind stops and the waves stop, and the shadow of the boat is leisurely.The waterfowl sang softly, and flew past, setting off a wave of light and rippling.

It really printed those few ancient poems, "The lotus leaves are infinitely blue in the sky, and the lotus flowers are red in the sun", "The five-inch lotus leaves are delicate, and the waves do not hinder the painting boat"...

Between the mountains and rivers, in a small gazebo, two Confucian scholars in elegant shirts, their eyes full of talent like water, are sitting here.

A hundred steps away from the small pavilion, there are maids and attendants, who lower their heads and close their eyes respectfully, ready to step forward to serve at any time.

Of course, without the instructions of the two in the small pavilion, these attendants would not have dared to go too far!Take a few steps forward!
The two people in the pavilion each had a sapphire teacup in front of them, and the aroma of amber-like tea in the cups filled the nostrils.

"Recently, the Imperial Court has been so quiet!"

The speaker was a middle-aged Confucian scholar wearing a Confucian crown, a sky-blue robe, eyebrows growing into the temples, and slender and gentle eyes.

"The calm before the storm, they made too much noise, how could His Majesty tolerate it!"

Another person, blue Confucian shirt, tall and tall, gentle and elegant, eyebrows slanted into the temples, eyes looking forward to shine, with a faint smell of dust, and a sense of vicissitudes of time.

Like a jade that has been polished over the years, the radiant light seems to be cold and warm, making people feel close.

"I really don't know if your and my choice are right or wrong?"

As soon as the words fell, the two eyes turned involuntarily to the academy in the mountains, a pavilion.

There, there was a young man with a jade-colored Confucian shirt, a brocade belt around his waist, and a detached temperament.

Her black hair was neatly tied on the top of her head, tied with a light-colored ribbon, and the cloth boots on her feet were dark blue.

The edges and corners are as sharp as carved by the gods, and the whole person's temperament has a kind of nobility and elegance from the bones, elegance and elegance, and at the same time combines deepness and restraint.

From the inside to the outside, the whole person exuded an incomparable attractiveness. He just sat on the wall with his legs crossed in such a leisurely way. No matter from which angle he looked at, he was an extraordinary handsome, handsome and graceful Mr. Zhuo Shijia .

"The world is like a chessboard, you always have to choose whether to play black or white!"

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"Your Majesty, this is the news from Central Continent and even the entire Zhongtian Great World in the past few days. Those people are still saving lives and healing the wounded, which has expanded their team a lot."

"And because of Yuxu's Daoist Zhou, all the eyes of the whole universe are focused on Kunlun, so everything is arranged properly and nothing will go wrong!"

The Great Han Dynasty, the magnificent imperial capital, the Huanghuang Imperial Court.

The layer upon layer of palaces manifested themselves as ferocious giant beasts crawling on the ground and devouring people.

In the depths of the imperial palace, countless thousand-year-old mermaid lamps illuminate the sky, illuminating the dazzling imperial palaces like daytime!
There is even a little bit of oily fragrance, and the deep foreign air is distributed here with the burning of the flames, which is invisible and shocking.

In the very center of the palace, several figures were playing against the current Lord of Han.

The one in the lead has a mediocre appearance, the kind of public faces that would appear countless when thrown into a crowd.

At this moment, he was presenting the memorial with one hand, and after Liu Qi was handed over by the servant of the Huangmen Gate to Emperor Han, he began to slowly tell about everything in the world while bowing his head.

The three great imperial dynasties in Central Continent, since the founding of the country, have experienced endless conflicts with each other, and each has accumulated endless blood debts.

Although they belong to the same lineage of the human race, they have long since lost the deep connection that breaks the bones and connects the tendons.

Yes, only the kind of deep hatred that can't be washed away even if it is poured into the world!
Aside from contacting other races and forgetting their ancestors, the relationship between them can be said to be dead handed.

Especially the big man, who was directly calculated to cut off the national destiny, and was almost occupied by others, tolerant and inclusive.

Although he regained it in the end, the big man who was vaguely the number one of the three imperial dynasties before had consumed his background and was no longer as strong as before.

The emperor's court's control over the empire is also getting worse day by day, and it has been handed down to Liu Qi's generation, after the order is already out of the capital, whether it can be effective depends on the order.

It can be said that Liu Qi, the lord of a country, is very aggrieved.

"Save the dying and heal the wounded? Good! Good! Good! What a great and virtuous teacher!" There was no trace of joy or anger on Liu Qi's face, and there was tranquility in his eyes, except that there would occasionally be a glint of coldness flashing from time to time.

It can be said that he has been able to support until now, which is already beyond the imagination of everyone in the big man.

"Speaking of which, I still have to thank that Daoist Zhou. If it weren't for him, this operation probably wouldn't have been completed so safely and smoothly!"

Reaching out to take the handwriting, Liu Qi whose cheeks were covered by shadows, no one could see his expression.

(End of this chapter)