Chapter 41: Yasin and his wife
The peaks of the cold wind swept through the forest, the withered branches emitting a mournful wail.
On the green stone paved path, Xu Qi'an turned his head sideways, looking at Xu New Year, whose coat danced with his black hair, this cousin whose skin was so good as to make people jealous, as if he was an exiled immortal descending to the earth.
He pointed to a hanging waterfall in the distance and introduced, "This is the place of enlightenment for a senior of the academy, and there is a stone tablet by the waterfall that records the life of that senior."
Lacking water in winter, the hanging waterfall was slender and frail, rushing listlessly into the water pool, which was crystal clear.
At the edge of the pool stood a stele, a bronze figure sitting cross-legged, the inscription was the life story of a scholar called Qian Zhong, who was born six hundred years ago, active with the beginning of the Great Feng Dynasty.
At that time, the previous dynasty king was muddleheaded, the officials were corrupt, the tycoons were exploiting the people, and the Central Plains were full of smoke and rebel armies.
At that time, the imperial court of Great Zhou was engaged in a tug-of-war with the rebels for more than ten years, and the people at the bottom were in dire straits.
Qian Zhong, a second-grade scholar, traveled for three years and witnessed the scene of the people's suffering. He was filled with anger and carried the people's grievances to the capital of the Great Zhou, and crashed the few national fortunes of the Great Zhou with his body of flesh and blood.
And then the Great Founder established the state, calmed the war, and the four seas were at peace.
"Is the Great Confucian Realm so powerful?" Xu Qi'an's face was skeptical: "How come I didn't see the word 'bullish' on the three great Confucianists?"
Xu New Year didn't know what "bullish" meant, but it was undoubtedly a vulgar word, remembering that his elder brother had just written a poem to get credit, he held back from ridiculing him and replied:
"Who told you that Teacher and the others are in the Second Grade Great Confucian Realm, they are only in the Fourth Grade Gentleman Realm."
Xu Qi'an was incredulous: "Then there's still a face to call yourself a great Confucian?"
Xu New Year squatted down by the pool, washed his hands, and explained, "There are two meanings for great Confucian, one refers to a scholar who is profoundly learned and has a reputation; the other specifically refers to the second grade realm of Confucianism. Our academy's great Confucian belongs to the former."
Carrying the grievances of the people and crashing a country's qi, even if the qi was weakened at the end of the dynasty, it was still not something that could be done by human power. Just how strong was the Second Grade Realm of Confucianism? What about the First Grade?
Xu Qi'an fell into deep thought for a long time, and with a slightly respectful tone, "Does Yunlu Academy have a second grade great Confucian?"
Xu New Year shook his head, regretfully saying, "Over the past two hundred years, there has only been a third grade at most, the third grade of a great Confucian is the Lifelong Realm, and I heard it from my teacher when I was sending off the Ziyang Jushi the other day. The head of our academy is a Third Grade Lifeling."
Xu Qi'an's tone instantly lightened up as he casually commented, "Not bad."
The character of those three old gentlemen seemed a bit pompous and immodest, lacking a bit of composure and seriousness. Xu Qi'an spoke his assessment to Erlang Xu.
Erlang pondered for a moment, "They weren't like this before, after the Junzi realm, it's the third grade of the Lifelong Realm ..... This might have something to do with the Rising Life Realm."
"Well, Ziyang Jushi used to be like this, but recently he suddenly transformed his nature, as if he was a different person. I heard from my teacher that Jushi Ziyang is only half a step away from establishing his life."
The two brothers wandered aimlessly in the academy, Xu Xinxin took him to visit some places of interest, as an academy with a long history of 1,200 years, if it were not for the fact that idle people were usually prohibited from entering and disturbing the scholars' studies, Qing Yun Mountain would surely have become an attraction for tourists like a weave.
"Big brother ...." As he walked, Xu Xinxin suddenly shouted in a low voice.
Xu Qi'an stopped to look at him.
Xu Xinxin glanced at him and turned his face away, pretending to look around at the scenery, "I thought about it for a long time yesterday, if it wasn't for you, father would have already been decapitated, and the women would have been filled into the Department of Education."
"If it wasn't for you, sister Ling Yue would have been in danger yesterday. She would have been bullied by Zhou."
"If it wasn't for you, the Xu family might still be basking in the fluke of surviving a robbery, and then one day, suddenly be exterminated."
After saying that, he took big strides towards the front and walked out a dozen meters, saying a wordless thank you!
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Sub-Sage Academy Palace.
Xu Qi'an followed his cousin up the steps and crossed the incense burner to enter the hall. Seven-meter-high red-painted pillars held up the dome, and the Yasheng enshrined in the school palace was none other than the founder of the Yunlu Academy.
In the slender flame of the candle, the saint was wearing a green lapeled Confucian shirt, wearing a tall Confucian crown, one hand behind his back, one hand on his front waist, gazing into the distance.
On the side of the saint was a beautiful white deer with a white fur that could be seen as a cloud pattern.
Xu New Year pointed at the white deer and said, "It is the origin of the Cloud Deer Academy's name."
Xu Qi'an said, "A scholar is just elegant, with a white deer as his mount."
Xu New Year glanced at his cousin and corrected, "It's not a mount, it's a wife."
"!!!" Xu Qi'an revisited Yashang and muttered, "It's not that bad."
It's a ride anyway... This was a sentence he didn't dare to say out loud.
As if he knew what his cousin was thinking, Xu New Year said, "It is recorded in the academy's Cloud Deer Journal that this white deer was a demon that sat down at the sage to listen to the classics, and then after transforming into a human being, it accompanied Yasheng, and the one person and the one demon got along with each other since they were young, and became very affectionate, and became a husband and wife."
"The love of man and demon was not allowed in the world at that time .... It is also true now. But after the saint knew about it, he did not beat the lovebirds, but instead approved of their marriage, the saint said: great love has no boundaries. It can be seen that as long as there is love, people and demons can also be together for a long time."
Since ancient times, human and demon love have gags, such as undead knights; reckless heroes; celestial unity. So, what is the gag of this sub-human?
Fingering a deer for a horse .... Horse for a horse? Xu Qi'an arched his hand towards the Sub-Saint statue.
As Xu New Year respectfully performed the disciple salute towards the Sub-Saint, Xu Qi'an's gaze flicked around the hall and found that a stone tablet as tall as a person stood on each side of the left and right sides of the main hall.
One of the sides was blank, while the other was inscribed with words.
He walked up to the stele and read, "To repay the king's favor by dying in righteousness and honor, and to be known throughout the ages - Cheng Xi."
The handwriting was neat and tidy, not flimsy, not scribbling, not pompous, and gave a sense of a gentleman's neutrality and grandeur.
"This was left here by that sub-sage of the State Scholarship Academy." Xu New Year walked over and stood side by side with his cousin in front of the stone monument.
"The Sub-Saint of the State Elementary School .... By the way, I've never been too clear about the details of the feud between the State Elementary School and Yunlu Academy." Xu Qi'an was full of interest, the word "melon eating" written in his eyes.
Xu New Year looked left and right, seeing that no one was around, before he opened his mouth and said in a low voice, "This matter has to start from two hundred years ago, that incident of fighting over the state capital."
"Struggle for the state capital?" Although Xu Qi'an was a history buff, he still knew the meaning of fighting for the state capital.
The crown prince was the foundation of the nation!
To fight for the state capital was to fight for the position of the crown prince.
"At that time, it was the reign of Emperor Renzong, and the position of the crown prince had been vacant for more than ten years, and the two princes were strong contenders at that time. One is the first son, one is the concubine son born of a nobleman. That nobleman is very charming and delicate, deeply Renzong favor.
"Renzong intended to make the concubine's son the crown prince, and at that time, met with opposition from the whole court. Renzong repeatedly decreed, but were sealed back by the cabinet, and at that time, leading the full court, was the reader of Yunlu Academy.
"Establishing the eldest and not the youngest, establishing the first wife and not the concubine, the rules since ancient times, even the emperor can't violate them. Big brother, you are right, etiquette is the dragon slayer that the readers are accustomed to.
"This national capital dispute, both sides are unwilling to concede defeat, both sides tug-of-war for six whole years, during which time, the cabinet chief minister changed four people, the court officials left one batch after another. The capital and local, involving as many as two hundred officials.
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