Divine Book Era

Chapter 24

Phoenix Mountain is located in Yingzhou.

According to legend, in ancient times, the phoenix once came here to rest, and this place is contaminated with the aura of the phoenix, which has an indescribable charm.

Over time, it has also become a meeting place for literati.

Inside the door to see the door, the layman to watch the fun.Those with literary talent will compose poems on the spot; those without literary talent will shout a few cheers.

The so-called poetry meeting will be held for three consecutive days.During the three days, we not only talked about poetry, but also talked about major national affairs, some characters and customs, etc. We made friends with each other and established friendship, which laid the foundation for future entry into scientific research, officialdom, and the formation of a network of relationships. The foundation is equivalent to the ancient salon.

Liu Xiu was walking in the mountains, admiring the beautiful scenery of Phoenix Mountain, and looking at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance, he couldn't help but let out a loud roar, and couldn't help but feel a big heart.

The benevolent leshan, and the wise enjoy water.

Blindly stay at home, do not hear the things outside the window, only the sages and sages, will only make yourself humble, only walking among the mountains and rivers, feeling the vastness of the world, the magnificence of the mountains and rivers, can you love this place A piece of land, love this piece of mountains and rivers.

"In the future, if I win Juren, I will definitely travel the world. Like Xu Xiake, I will travel all the states in the middle of the earth!"

Liu Xiu set up another ideal for herself.

The Dragon Boat Festival poetry meeting is mainly held on the other side of the mountain in Phoenix Mountain Villa.

Walking among the mountains, it becomes more and more quiet, and the spring water flows out from the end, making a crisp sound, like a piece of music, washing away the distracting thoughts of the soul.

After walking for a long time, I saw a small pavilion in front of me, which was very elegant.

A faint scent of tea flowed out, with a breathtaking breath, as if every pore was extremely comfortable.

Soon, when I reached the small pavilion, I saw that there were three big characters written on it: Xingling Pavilion.

In the hall, there are two maidservants and a Mr. Pianpian.

The two maidservants, twenty-eight years old, with white complexion, exquisite and harmonious facial features, plain and elegant clothes, light but not gaudy, beautiful but not coquettish, gorgeous but not coquettish, humble but not humble, with a trace of literary charm on their bodies. What was cultivated and brought up from a young age is the first-class green leaves, which set off the nobility and literary talent of Mr. Pianpian.

The young master in the small pavilion has a fair complexion, like a woman, with a refined air, his eyebrows are slightly raised, and he is proud. He is wearing a white Confucian shirt, with a sachet on his left waist and a beautiful jade on his right. An indescribably precious breath rushed over.

Looking at it from a distance is daunting.

"As expected of a son of a wealthy family, he is not on the same level as a humble scholar like me!" Liu Xiu sighed in his heart.

This is the gap in background, the gap between the rich and the poor.

Thinking, Liu Xiu just wanted to go around the pavilion and walk forward.

"We are guests from afar. This brother is exhausted all the way. You can sit down for a while and drink a few cups of tea to quench your thirst!" At this time, the noble young man said.

"Forget it, it's my first time to participate in the Dragon Boat Festival poetry meeting. I don't know the specific procedures, precautions, etc., so I just asked this noble gentleman!" Liu Xiu couldn't help thinking, entered the pavilion, and sat aside. on the stool.

"It's fate to meet each other. The tea made by my maid is delicious. How about a cup?"

"I'm thirsty!" Liu Xiu laughed.

Soon another teacup was served, and the faint fragrance overflowed. Liu Xiu picked up the tea and said, "Good tea!"

"What's so good about it?" Your son asked.

"I was born in a poor family. My father was just a farmer. The family was poor. It was not easy for me to study. I don't have spare money to buy high-quality tea. I usually drink boiled water to quench my thirst. I rarely drink tea, and I can't taste the quality of tea. If I think the tea is good, the tea will be better; if I think the tea is bad, the tea will be bad!"

Liu Xiu said lightly.

Tea, I really don't drink much.

Usually at home, it is mostly just boiled water; and only at the teacher's home, drinking some tea.

As for the quality of the tea, I don't know.

It's like a cow chewing peonies.

Suddenly, the eyes of the beautiful servant girls standing on both sides showed disdain, bumpkins.

But only your son showed nostalgia, and said: "In the past, my ancestors were businessmen, traveling around, working hard, often missing three meals, being robbed by bandits from time to time, and accumulating money in order to let a scholar be born in the family." , the imperial examination embarked on an official career. With the hard work of the ancestors, I wait for the younger generation to become a master. A prince has no seed, a man should be self-improvement, the predecessors worked hard, and the descendants sit in the cool!"

"A queen has no seed, but a man should be self-reliant. The predecessors worked hard, and the descendants sit in the shade!" Liu Xiu savored the taste of poetry and said, "Good poetry, good poetry. I can't change my father's identity, but I can change my father's identity." The identity of a person, life is alive, if you can't live, you can't die, and you can die!"

"How about brother, writing a poem in the name of encouraging learning?" Your son said.

"Okay!" Liu Xiu nodded.

After the tea receded, Liu Xiu laid out a piece of paper on the table and took out the ink.

And this noble young master stepped forward personally, grinding the ink.

Liu Xiu wrote:

"Rich families don't need to buy fertile land, they have thousands of grains in the book.

There is no need to erect a high hall in Anju, the book has its own golden house.

There is no one to leave when you go out. There are many horses and carts in the book.

Don't hate unscrupulous matchmakers when you marry a wife. There is Yan Ruyu in the book.

If a man has a lifelong ambition, he reads the Six Classics diligently to the window. "

This poem persuading learning is the most famous poem persuading learning in the previous life, not one of them.

Just because it breaks the essence of reading in one fell swoop.

The young master frowned slightly and said, "This poem is somewhat utilitarian! It's too utilitarian, and lacks patriotism and love for the people!"

And this is quite different from the traditional literati's point of view.

In the eyes of traditional literati, reading is to understand the truth and the way.

Reading should be a petition for the country and the people, to educate and benefit one side;
Reading should be to inherit the learning of saints and spread the way of saints to the world.

This poem is too utilitarian, it is the temptation of Chiguoguo.If you want tickets, cars, houses, beautiful women, and study hard, you will have everything.Reading is the best job. As long as you read good books, you will have everything.

But Liu Xiu said: "A small family, not to mention Jinshi, even if a scholar is born, it will take decades of accumulation, and it will be more expensive to raise people. A business is like a businessman, and the initial investment will eventually be rewarded. This kind of return is for fields, money, cars and horses, wives and concubines. The way of the world, the transformation of yin and yang, the ultimate selflessness is selfishness; the ultimate selfishness is selflessness. Hypocritical people teach the world to be selfless and selfless dedication The world is public, which is a **** lie; only saints teach the world to be selfish, and learning to be selfish is the beginning of selflessness."

"This poem is in line with the Dao because it is true, selfish, and utilitarian!"

As he spoke, Liu Xiu waved his hand and wrote down his name.

Immediately the poem was completed, I saw? Just after the pen was finished, there was a scent of books, the scent of books lingered in it, and it did not spread, but condensed into a ball of aura, which rose to a height of three feet and turned into a picture. It shows a diligent and studious student from a poor family. Through studying the imperial examinations, his academic status has been continuously improved. With the improvement of academic status, cars, houses, tickets, women, official positions...all the beautiful things are coming.

Illustrated!

Anomalies are shown.

At this time, a dragon's breath entered it and melted into the paper.

The paper immediately turned into a light silver.

"This is a Confucian cultural treasure!"

The noble son was surprised.

There are three treasures of literature and Taoism, the treasures of Confucian scholars, the treasures of great Confucians, and the treasures of saints.

Saint Wenbao, can suppress luck;

Great Confucian treasures, with the power of enlightenment;

Confucian cultural treasures can open wisdom.

Your son said again: "This article has the power of enlightenment and is beneficial to governing the country and the people; it originally has the potential to advance to the treasures of Confucianism, but it is a pity that brother Tai is just a boy with limited status and limited bookishness, which leads to It’s just a top Confucian cultural treasure!”

A saint, high above, even if he speaks nonsense, it is also a holy word;

Ordinary people, keep a low profile, even if they say aphorisms, it is still nonsense.

As the saying goes, people are soft-spoken, Liu Xiu is just a child, not even a scholar, which leads to the writing of persuasive poems, which have the potential to be advanced Confucian and Taoist treasures, but now they are just Confucian scholar treasures.

(End of this chapter)