Chapter 38: That Xu Pingzhi is not a good son.
"Great poem, Ning Banquet really does have unrivaled poetic talent." Li Mubai let out a "pop" and gave a hard high-five.
He looked exceptionally excited, both with the surprise of a scholar when he saw a good poem, and the anticipation of how the academy students would react when they saw this poem.
Zhang Shen did not comment, and looked at Xu Qi'an with increasing appreciation and self-satisfaction, as if the other party was truly a student he had brought up.
"The words are simple, yet meaningful. Three more lights and five more chickens, it is the time for men to read .... Brother Jingyan, do you still remember the days when we were young and studying at the academy?"
Chen Tai savored this poem of exhortation to study, only to feel that it was in the wood and had a long aftertaste.
Zhang Shen froze, recalling the sights of the first six months of schooling, and said ruefully:
"Isn't it about us back then, when I was young, my family was poor and I could only eat two steamed buns a day. Often in the middle of the night hungry and hungry, strong support to pick the lamp hard reading."
Li Mubai said quietly, "Is this the reason you steal my chicken eggs twice a day?"
Zhang Shen said unhappily, "How can you call it stealing when it's the business of a reader. That is borrowing, I later not return you."
Li Mubai blew his beard and glared, "A chicken egg in the time of poverty is equivalent to a thousand pieces of gold and ten thousand taels today."
Chen Tai "cough", interrupting the quarrel between the two friends, looked at Xu Xinxin: "resigned old, after the spring exams, no matter how the ranking, you have the qualification to go out to the civil service, have you thought about the future?"
Suddenly cutting to the chase, making the crowd a little uncomfortable, Zhang Shen and Li Mubai shut up, subconsciously planning for Xu Ru旧.
Chen Tai looked at the two great Confucian scholars who wanted to speak, not giving them a chance to speak, "Usually, first stay in the capital and then go out, is the right path to promotion in the officialdom. Although I am not an official, I have a few faces in the Da Feng officialdom, so I can plan for you to stay in the capital."
As a teacher, Zhang Shen immediately smiled with a wide-eyed smile, "This is very good, resignation, not quickly thanked brother Chen."
"No need no need, if you really want to repay, the old man does have an idea ...." Chen Tai laughed.
Listening to their old friend's words, Zhang Shen and Li Mubai felt that something was wrong.
No one said they want to repay you ah.
Only to hear Chen Tai smiled and said, "Ning Banquet ah, you are a piece of diamond, want to become a material, still need to carve. These two old peasants are living rough, so you should switch to the old man's door."
"Scram, shameless old thief." Li Mubai and Zhang Shen were furious.
Xu Qi'an seized the opportunity and immediately said, "Gentlemen, Ning Banquet does have a question for advice."
Today, he came to Cloud Deer Academy to whore himself out.
"Latecomer has been stuck at the Refined Essence Realm for a long period of time, because of his lack of merit and his family's poverty, he never had the resources or opportunity to step into the Qi Practicing Realm." Xu Qi'an bent ninety degrees and bowed:
"Please help me open the Heavenly Gate, sir."
This was his second purpose for coming to the academy, although he could sell the magic artifacts that Song Qing had given him in exchange for the silver to open the Heavenly Gate.
But that would not be happy at all, and Xu Qi'an was a pleasure-seeker.
Zhang Shen shook his head and lost his smile: ''You are sick and desperate, we cultivate Confucianism and Taoism, how can we help you open the Heavenly Gate? How martial qi circulates within the body and travels through the meridians, this is something only you martial artists know."
The difference between the systems is bigger than I thought .... Xu Qi'an was a little disappointed and asked unwillingly, "My junior doesn't understand, since opening the Heavenly Gate requires the help of an expert above the Refined God Realm, how did the people at the very beginning open the Heavenly Gate?"
"Do you think that the path of martial arts was started by someone? It was accomplished overnight?" Li Mubai held his teacup and asked him a rhetorical question before drinking.
Xu Qi'an shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.
"It was opened up by generation after generation," Li Mubai said slowly, "Perhaps in the very beginning, the Essence Refining Realm was already the pinnacle, and someone coincidentally opened the Heavenly Gate, so the Qi Practicing Realm became the pinnacle of martial arts. It was only after years and years that a perfect system of martial arts was formed."
"Coincidence by chance?" Xu Qi'an caught the keyword.
"A God Refining Realm expert helping to open the Heavenly Gate is the safest and most convenient method, but it's not the only one." This time it was Chen Tai who took over the conversation and smiled:
"When a baby is born, it contains an innate true qi, as it grows older, the Heavenly Gate closes and the innate true qi is hidden in the body, in order to regain control of this qi, the closed Heavenly Gate has to be opened again."
Xu Qi'an nodded, people eat grains and cereals, producing impurities that blocked the Heavenly Gate, and also blocked the operation of the qi.
These theoretical knowledge Second Uncle had taught him before.
"There are many methods, besides the familiar opening of the Heavenly Gate, there are two other methods: one, the spitting method."
"The spitting method needs to be practiced since childhood, soaking in medicinal baths day after day to wash the meridians and penetrate the Heavenly Gate, and it has cost countless amounts of money in the past ten years or so. This method has been eliminated."
"The second method, borrowing external power to open the Heaven's Gate, is also the stupid method used by the initial predecessors. For example, swallowing demon pills.
"Demon pills are the cohesion of the essence of the demon race's Dao, containing majestic energy, swallowing the demon pills, the majestic power will forcibly open up the eight meridians and veins, but because it can't be controlled, it's a nine-deaths-and-one-life method."
I see so .... Although he didn't whore himself out for nothing, he did touch it for nothing, so it's not a loss .... Xu Qi'an gratefully said, "Thank you gentlemen for the lesson."
Look at that, humble and polite, speaking well. The three great scholars smiled and stroked their whiskers, extremely satisfied with Xu Qi'an.
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Located in the center of the academy was the Sage Academy Palace, also known as the Sage Temple, which was dedicated to the first person of the millennia who had pioneered the way of Confucianism.
Outside the Sage's Palace, the large green stone paved lawn was large enough to accommodate all the students of Yunlu Academy.
Every year on the occasion of the spring and autumn exams, the director of the academy would gather the students here, impassionedly mobilizing them to study hard, to get a title, and to die for the gods of the earth and grain with all their might.
There is a short wall with mottled red paint and a layer of peeling paper stuck to the wall.
This wall was the bulletin board of Yunlu Academy, used to post articles, poems, calligraphy and paintings of the academy's gentlemen, as well as the occasional outstanding works of the students.
Then there were some notices of the academy.
Two schoolboys came to the notice, one holding a roll of paper in his hand, the other smearing rice paste on the wall of the notice, and then worked together to unroll a huge piece of paper one person high and paste it on the wall of the notice.
Such a move immediately drew the attention of the neighboring schoolchildren, especially the one-person-high giant paper was too noticeable.
"What's posted up? Go, go over and take a look."
"Huh, it's not an article, it seems to be a poem .... What's there to see then."
"After Ziyang Jushi left the academy, the gentlemen and great scholars in our academy, there's no difference between reading or not reading the poems they wrote."
As they spoke, the scholars gathered under the low wall in twos and threes, gazing at the huge sheet of newly posted paper.
The handwriting on the paper flew with dragon and phoenix, powerfully penetrating the paper, and between the turn of the brush and the skimming of the pen, a sense of severity was revealed.
"This is Mr. Zhang's writing." Some scholars recognized it.
More scholars gazed at the poem on the paper.
"Three nights of lights and five nights of roosters, it is the time for men to study .... Shame, shame. After the fall exam, I have never picked a lamp to read at night again."
"This poem looks plain and ordinary at first glance, but it reveals a profound truth, thought-provoking ah."
"It's not plain and ordinary. Black hair doesn't know how to study hard, and white hair regrets studying late! The way is as simple as it is, and the most profound truths are all in it."
"White head is regret reading late .... I used to be too lax, indulging in hand talking and mountain swimming, putting less and less energy into reading, and seeing this poem made me realize that I would definitely regret it in the future."
"Which great scholar did this poem come from?"
More and more people crowded under the low wall and looked up at the poem on the wall, and when the emotions sunk in, they resonated greatly with this poem of exhortation.
The scene depicted in the first couplet made the scholars sweat. Despite doing their best in studying, who can do it in three nights?
But this is not a falsehood, because there are indeed such examples, the academy of the great scholars and gentlemen, from time to time with their own examples to caution the students.
And students in the individual very hardworking, is also this kind of stay up all night hard reading.
What really made the young students' hearts palpitate was the second couplet: black hair doesn't know how to study hard in the morning, and white heads regret studying late.
As if declaring their future fate, some young people who have been neglecting their studies recently, after looking into their hearts, have a feeling of palpitations, fearing that it will be too late for them to regret after they have turned gray in the future.
In the bottom of the heart of the spring, the mood of not to live up to the spring, to study.
Not far away, at the edge of the large ping, three great scholars watched the scene, Chen Tai stroked his beard and laughed: "They say that poetry is useless, but I do not know, poetry is the most moving. Xu Ning Banquet, is really a great poetic talent."
Seeing the persuasive poem actively mobilizing the emotions of the students, Zhang Shen couldn't help but spread a smile on his face as well, "It's true, he only used a cup of tea, and this level, not to mention nowadays, even throughout history, can also be ranked among the top."
Li Mu Bai suddenly asked, "He said that he has long abandoned his studies, do you believe him?"
The two great scholars nodded their heads at the same time, and Li Mu Bai couldn't help but smile a little, "How can you see that?"
"When composing poems, he let the resigned old man write on his behalf." Zhang Shen said.
"As a scholar, would he let others write for him when composing poems." Chen Tai added, "Unless he is not skilled in calligraphy."
But all readers were proficient in calligraphy, it was a basic skill.
Li Mubai lamented, "It is a pity that he is already at the age of the crown, and it is too late to turn to Confucianism."
Chen Tai deplored, "Such talent, but learned martial arts, it's a waste."
A rough martial artist is not worthy of Xu Ningyan's amazing talent.
Zhang Shen seemed to remember something and said indignantly, "I heard from Resignation Old that when the two were young, their father made a decision that Resignation Old would study and Ning Yan would learn martial arts."
"That Xu Pingzhi inappropriate son, wasted a reading seed for nothing, really hateful, abominable." Li Mu Bai said in a hateful voice.
The two great scholars deeply agreed.
PS: I want to go to the shelves early and start exploding my liver (funny).
