Dafeng Night Watchman

Chapter 40: Fight



Li Mubai looked at the notice wall. More and more students gathered. Even the teachers of the college came here after hearing the news. They clapped their thighs excitedly and praised the poem for its simplicity and truth.

Li Daru's ears moved, catching the intermittent conversation brought by the mountain breeze:

"First there was a poem called "Who in the world does not know you", and now there is another poem to encourage learning. Is the poetry of my Dafeng Confucian scholars going to rise again?"

"In the past two hundred years, there have been very few excellent poems. Now that these two poems have been published, our generations of scholars can finally face future generations."

"Compared to "Who in the world does not know you", this poem to encourage learning will definitely spread more widely and will be used to admonish scholars from time to time."

"Why is there no signature? Which great scholar wrote it?"

No signature... This poem must be widely circulated... Li Mubai's heart moved, and he glanced at the two friends who were talking in a low voice. He retreated and left without a sound. Zhang Shen suddenly found that Li Mubai was gone, "Where is Brother Chunjing?"

"Just here..." Chen Tai looked around and raised his hand to point to the low wall: "There." Zhang Shen looked in the direction of the voice and saw Li Mubai dismissing all the students and writing something on a huge piece of paper with a pen.

Zhang Shen and Chen Tai focused their minds, their pupils suddenly became deep, and every detail was visible a hundred meters away.

The two saw clearly that Li Mubai wrote a line of small characters next to the three words "Poem to Encourage Learning":

"At the end of Gengzi and the beginning of Xinchou, my teacher Mubai encouraged learning, and I was inspired to write this poem."

Meaning, at the end of Gengzi and the beginning of Xinchou, my teacher Li Mubai encouraged me to work hard, and I agreed deeply, so I wrote this poem.

Can this be stolen? The two great scholars were instantly upset.

"Shameless old thief, put down your pen!"

....

The elegant pavilion behind the academy is built on the mountain, adjacent to the Liudie Waterfall in the east and the evergreen bamboo forest in the west.

Bamboo is a rare thing in the north, and it is not easy to keep alive and reproduce. The scene of bamboo shoots springing up after a thunderstorm can only be seen in the south.

The gentlemen of the academy transplanted bamboo from the south and cultivated it

diligently. It took fifty years to grow this lush bamboo forest.

Scholars have a special love for bamboo, and admire its character. They often use bamboo to describe others and themselves (emphasis on appreciation).n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

The dean of Yunlu Academy came over one day and saw that the bamboo forest was so dense. Bamboo is not afraid of severe cold and has character in all seasons. Isn't it describing me?

Everyone is out of luck, and I will live here in the future.

So, the elegant pavilion became the dean's retreat place.

In the simple and elegant teahouse, an old man in linen clothes and a woman in gorgeous clothes sat opposite each other drinking tea, and a row of armored soldiers guarded outside the elegant pavilion.

The old man's gray hair was casually scattered, highlighting a bit of slovenliness and unrestrainedness. The nasolabial folds and the river-shaped lines between his eyebrows were very deep, and when he smiled, the crow's feet were stronger than the former two.

Judging from his appearance alone, it is hard to imagine that this old man dressed as a down- and-out Confucian scholar would be the dean of Yunlu Academy.

The leader of contemporary Confucianism.

The woman who sat opposite him drinking tea had already passed the Double Tenth, but she had a simple spiral bun and a shining golden hairpin, which was obviously the dress of an unmarried woman.

She wore a moon-white gorgeous long skirt, and the hem of the skirt dragged on the ground. Her appearance was pure and refined, just like a water lotus that was washed but not charming. And those clear eyes were like an ice mirror, and the clearness could not hide the coldness and luxury.

The figure that had already been stretched out is exquisite and protruding, with attractive

curves.

"I haven't seen you for half a year, and the dean's hair has become a lot more silvery." The eldest princess said, her voice was also clear and cold.

"They are all troubled hair." The dean smiled and drank tea.

"Today, I went up the mountain and heard the students of the academy reciting a poem... Don't worry about having no friends on the road ahead, everyone in the world knows you!" The eldest princess' eyes moved slightly, like an ice mirror cracked:

"Such a good work, I am very happy to hear it, I wonder which great scholar is the new work?"

Dean Zhao Shou heard it and shook his head and laughed.

"Why is the dean laughing at me?"

"I am not laughing at the princess, I am laughing at the fact that Yunlu Academy is full of talents, but they are not as spontaneous as others. No, the entire Dafeng Confucian Academy has become numb and old-fashioned, lacking in spirit, and poetry pays the most attention to

spirit."

".... The dean's words really confuse me." The eldest princess looked calm, her beautiful orchid fingers twisted the teacup, and her posture of drinking tea was noble and elegant.

Zhao Shou sighed and said, "The person who wrote this poem is not a scholar, but a clerk in Changle County."

The eldest princess was slightly moved.

This eldest princess of the Dafeng Dynasty is different from ordinary women. She is a lady from a scholarly family. She is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

And this eldest princess, she learned chess from Wei Yuan; learned military tactics from Zhang Shen; and learned state governance from Chen Tai. She can recite the classics of the saints by heart, and her articles and strategies are not inferior to those of the students of the

Imperial College.

She is well-informed and knowledgeable.

When she was eighteen, the emperor granted her special permission to participate in the book editing work of the Hanlin Academy. Two years ago, the princess tried to recompile the history books of the previous dynasty, which aroused protests from the ministers and ended

up with nothing.

"Does the dean really not consider entering the government?" The princess looked sincere and said seriously: "Confucianism is people-oriented, and life span is not long. The dean should not waste his years."

Few people know that the post of Qingzhou Tongzhengsi was originally given to Zhao Shou.

It was just that Zhao Shou refused to take the position and wrote to the court to recommend

Ziyang Jushi.

"If I can waste my years to open up a path for future generations to study, why wouldn't I do it?" Zhao Shou sighed:

"It's a pity that after more than ten years of enlightenment in the bamboo forest, I worked hard, but I couldn't cross the natural barrier set by the second sage of the Cheng family."

"The dean is too obsessed, why is it so." The princess calmly poured tea for herself, "My father invited you to serve, and he planned to reuse Yunlu Academy. If you really care about the students of Yunlu Academy, you shouldn't refuse."

Zhao Shou sneered and said, "Is it that Wei Yuan is becoming more and more difficult to control, or is the dragon-slaying skills of those nobles becoming more and more sharp?"

"It's for the people of Dafeng and for the people of the world." The princess spoke every word

from the heart.

The smile on Zhao Shou's face became more and more sarcastic.

The princess's cold tone changed, and she sighed: "After the Shanhai Campaign, Dafeng's national strength gradually weakened, and natural disasters continued year after year. There were countless *****, and the disaster of clerks became more and more obvious.

"The officials in the court only know party struggles, and there are countless people who sit back and talk, but there are very few who work hard to build the country. Dean, the empire is in need of a tailor."

After saying that, she didn't wait for Zhao Shou to speak, and continued to talk: "Three years ago, the northern barbarians tore up the treaty, repeatedly violated the border, and robbed

the people.

"The southern barbarians destroyed the post road, attacked the military town, and tried to

regain the lost land.

"The Western Regions countries watched coldly, and the Buddhist sect threatened to spread the teachings in the Central Plains."

She gradually raised her tone, and her voice was no longer cold, "Dean, as a scholar, shouldn't you show your ambitions and revive the country's prestige?"

Zhao Shou stared at the princess for a moment, then moved his eyes away from this elegant

and noble face, looked at the green bamboo forest outside the window, shook his head and

sighed:

"It's not that I don't want to, but the time is not right. Princess, please go back." The princess' eyes could not hide her disappointment. Just as she was about to say goodbye

and leave, she heard hurried footsteps outside the elegant pavilion, and a gentleman from the

college ran in hurriedly, shouting:

"Dean, something bad is going on. Li Mubai, Zhang Shen and Chen Tai are fighting."