Ninth Grade Jailer: He actually went on a blind date with the leader of the Demon Cult at the beginn

Beside Ba Bridge.

Although all the students studied in the Imperial College, they were all young people after all, and they would not compete with each other like the party members in the court. They still admired those with real talents and practical knowledge.

The war poem came out and the world was shocked.

They no longer regard Li Zian as a peer.

This is heartfelt.

The two sides are not of the same weight class at all, so naturally there will be no jealousy.

Some are just full of envy and fanatical worship.

Just like a millionaire may be jealous of a multi-millionaire, but when he sees Dad Ma, he will just worship him.

However, the two sides were in different academy factions after all, and they could not immediately change their stance to kneel down and lick Li Nuo.

Ahem...

Although scholars are thick-skinned, they still need to have the dignity they deserve.

Proudness must be straightened up.

At least it should be so on the surface.

Therefore, all the gentlemen, you look at me, and I look at you, they are quite embarrassed and are stuck in the same place, neither can they leave, nor can they not leave.

In the end, it was Jian Yuyan who stepped forward to clean up the mess.

He casually raised the sleeves of his Confucian robe and said with a spring breeze smile on his face: Fellow Confucian students, please leave now. Go back to the academy and study peacefully, strive for a good rank in the autumn and next spring exams, and do your part for the imperial court. force.

Students resign and wish the teacher a safe journey.

The Confucian scholars bowed respectfully and then left together.

The fat Nangong Zishuo was carried back by his companions. He witnessed and recited the war poems with his own eyes. His legs were weak and he has not yet recovered.

As for Xu Yuncheng, it seemed that he couldn't stand the stimulation and went crazy. He was going crazy and kept mumbling something, and was forced to leave by several classmates.

After everyone dispersed, the farewell pavilion was finally a little cleaner.

At this time, Jian Yuyan even had a smile hidden in his wrinkles. He said: I don't mind the two masters, I'd better write the title of this poem yourself, Zian.

Li Nuo picked up the pen and was about to write.

Jian Yuyan didn't seem to be at ease. He put on the posture of a strict teacher and said: Well, since this poem is given to my teacher, it is best to add my teacher's name to the title of the poem. Well, it will be clear at a glance. Everyone knows that this is the farewell poem you wrote for my teacher.

hey-hey!

So cool!

What do readers care about most?

Join the cabinet and take charge of government affairs?

No no no.

This is just the ambition of a political career.

What scholars care most about is their own names during and after birth.

Now, there is such an opportunity to make a name for himself in front of him, and even Jian Yuyan, who is a fourth-grade [True Artistic Realm], cannot ignore it.

How about the name of the poem be called Zheliu Pavilion to Send Master Jian Yuyan to Shangyang Pass?

Li Nuo showed a doggy smile.

hey-hey.

As a mentor who has the opportunity to step into the third level of literary realm, of course he has to hug these thick legs tightly!

This is almost at the top of the food chain...

Since the beginning of human civilization, there has been only one person who has excelled in literature and Taoism—the [Confucian Sage] who created Confucianism and Taoism!

After [Confucian Sage], there were eight more first-grade [Lesser Sages] in human history, but all of them have been buried in the long river of history.

Even Xu Jingshan, the great writer who was closest to the current dynasty, was three hundred years ago.

In the human race today, there is only one person who is of the second rank of Confucianism and Taoism [all laws cannot invade the realm], and that is Li Qi, the headmaster of Lushan Academy.

Below the second grade, there are only three third-grade Confucian scholars.

One of them is Cui Xiang Cui Wuhui.

The other two were not in the court. In order to attack the second level of Confucianism and Taoism, they went deep into the crevices of the Demonic Abyss fifty years ago, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

Therefore, in the Confucianism and Taoism of the entire dynasty, the only two people who could make Jian Yuyan bow and salute were the mountain chief and Cui Xiang. The others, even the first-grade bachelor of the fourth palace, were not qualified.

Inside the farewell pavilion.

Du Yan, who holds the title of a first-class academician, suddenly felt that the precious Dahongpao no longer smelled good, and it was tasteless when he drank it.

Sad...

Why don't you have such an outstanding disciple?

Is this self-destruction of the foundation of Confucianism and Taoism, leaving no place for literary spirit?

This is clearly the cultural spirit that has been completely integrated into his bones!

no!

Jian Yuyan cannot keep such huge benefits to himself.

After all, he is also a witness.

Anyone who sees it gets half of it, everyone has a share!

Wang Yangming was also jealous.

Not everyone has the opportunity to be nominated for a war poem.

The faces of the two great scholars had actually been trained to be invulnerable. Just when Li Nuo was about to dip his ink and put pen to paper, Wang Yangming waved his sleeves and said righteously: Wait a minute...I suddenly felt that the title of this poem was a little meaningless. How about this, just call it Zheliu Pavilion to send off my mentor Jian Yuyan to Shangyang Pass and coincide with the people of Baimei Mountain.

As soon as these words came out, Li Nuo was immediately shocked.

Lao Wang, after all you are also a dignified [Fourth Grade True Artistic Conception] Confucian, and you are also a man who has written war poems. Can you show some respect?

It's not right, it's not right!

How could Du Yan lag behind? He twirled his beard and answered with an awe-inspiring tone, I am fortunate enough to witness the birth of war poems. This is a blessing for Confucianism and Taoism. The name of the poem might as well be called Zheliu Pavilion to send my mentor Jian Yuyan to Shangyang Pass and it coincides with Peach Blossom Pass. , Mei and two laymen drinking together.

Good, great good! Wang Yangming nodded with a smile, and said with an immortal air, Brother Du has given it careful consideration, so it's settled.

Damn it!

When did a great Confucian become thicker-skinned than a martial artist?

Li Nuo glanced at the two scholars who were not blushing and out of breath, then lowered his head and looked at the rice paper, and said speechlessly: Is the title of this poem too long? It seems that the blank space left by the students cannot write so many words.

Wang Yangming laughed loudly: It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Just write smaller words. It doesn't hurt the whole poem.

Du Yan deeply agreed and agreed.

Shameless old thief, this is a farewell poem my disciple wrote for me. I'm telling you about this nonsense. Go away and don't cause trouble.

Jian Yuyan was furious.

But everyone is [Fourth Grade True Artistic Realm], who is afraid of whom! Not to be outdone, Wang Yangming confused right and wrong: When did Zian become your only disciple? Do you think this sounds like a human being? Zian, please tell yourself, have I ever explained the meaning of the scriptures to you or taught you any lessons? ? I am also Zi’an’s teacher!”

Um... there should be some, right?

I studied at Lushan Academy and never looked up or down. All the great Confucian teachers must have taught the students and solved their doubts.

Du Yan was now in the same camp as Wang Yangming, and he immediately made up his mind: I still remember the literary banquet in Lishan a few months ago. I personally discussed with Zian where to start the spring breeze peach blossom poem. I and Zian can be said to be friends. Teacher and friend!

Vomiting blood!

This Du Yan is even more shameless. In order to gain popularity, he even moved out as a teacher and friend.

Even if you call each other friends with a great scholar, you wouldn't even dare to borrow Li Nuo's courage.

What's more, everyone knows the truth about the Lishan Wenyan.

Li Zian's song Peach Blossom Temple shocked everyone.

Another song Human Face Peach Blossom directly made Du Yanlao burst into tears...

When did they discuss peach blossom poems?

It was Li Zian who threw the peach blossom poem directly in Du Yan's face! Let him know that Du Yan is the first to write all the peach blossom poems in the world is nonsense!

Li Nuo shivered and was confused in the wind, and could only look pitifully towards his mentor for help.

Jian Yuyan blew his beard and glared: Brother Du, your sixtieth birthday will be in another year. Zian is only twenty-two now. Isn't it too shameless to say 'both teacher and friend' in your mouth?

Hey, it's not bad to have a year-long friendship!

Du Yan chuckled and continued to twist his beard.

As long as you are not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed. Du Yan, who has lived for fifty-nine years, knows this well.

When Wang Yangming saw this, he was not willing to lag behind.

OK OK.

You don’t have to be shameless anymore, right?

Okay, I don’t want it either. I will risk my life to leave my name in history!

Then Wang Yangming said with awe and righteousness: What you are saying is wrong! The sage once said that if three people are to travel, I must be my teacher! It has been passed down through the ages that Zi'an is a talented scholar and an unparalleled scholar in the country! Even though he is your disciple of Jian Yuyan, he can do it You, Du Yan, have been friends for many years, but you can also become my mentor, Wang Yangming!

A striking statement!

Everyone is horrified!

Du Yan originally thought he was shameless enough. In order to keep his reputation, he promoted Li Zian to the level of friend, but he still lost to the shameless old thief Wang Yangming.

He was just thick-skinned, but others just peeled off his skin and didn't want it anymore.

Li Nuo continued to tremble. Is this really a good explanation from the sage? Won't you be struck by lightning?

Jian Yuyan rubbed her temples, looking hopeless.

He was helpless when he met these two bad friends.

Finally, after arguing over a cup of tea, the title of the poem was finally decided——

Baqiao folds the willow pavilion to send his mentor Jian Yuyan to Shangyang Pass remains unchanged.

Then.

Attached below is a line of small words: I met two lay people, Bai Mei and Peach Blossom, drinking tea with the teacher.

Under the title of the poem, there is an additional subtitle, which can be regarded as a precedent in the poetry world.

After carefully putting away the original poems and essays, we chatted some more about the war in the north.

Jian Yuyan then boarded the carriage and headed north...

Du Yan and Wang Yangming, standing aside in the wind, smiled and waved goodbye.

Li Nuo didn't recover for a long time.

Seeing the shameless side of the great Confucians, his cognitive outlook has somewhat collapsed, and he is working hard to repair it.

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