Great Wei scholar

Time passed little by little.

Xu Qingxiao's reading speed is getting faster and faster.

The next day.

Xu Qingxiao was still reading.

However, Xu Qingxiao had no idea what happened outside.

Great Wei Jingdu.

As usual.

However, figures shuttled among the various houses.

Less than an hour.

The whole of Kyoto was boiling.

In a magnificent mansion.

A white-haired old man looked at the quaint words in his hand, his eyes were full of excitement.

"Okay, okay, okay, let's drive a long car and break through the gaps in Lianyun Mountain."

"Great ambition eats the meat of barbarians hungry, laughs and talks about thirsty and drinks the blood of barbarians. Wait for the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and go to the sky!"

"Good, good, good."

"I never thought that there would be such scholars in this world with such great ambitions."

"What? Is this poem for a general?"

"Hahahahaha, hahahahaha, I didn't expect that someone would write lyrics for me in my lifetime. What is the name of this scholar? When he enters Beijing as an official in the future, I must support him well."

A hearty voice sounded.

But at the same time, in the capital, more than a dozen Taoism appeared.

Chapter 40: Heaven was not born to me, Xu Qingxiao, Confucianism and Taoism are like a long night

this day.

The entire capital of Wei Dynasty was boiling.

Because of a quatrain, it spread throughout the Wei Dynasty.

The most lively place was the Duke's Mansion. Basically all the Dukes of Wei laughed heartily today, and then even ordered their servants to hold a grand banquet for other friends.

The four major academies also attracted a burst of noise. Man Jianghong's quaint poem was immediately observed and discussed by many students of the four major academies.

All kinds of controversial words also emerged in endlessly, but no one thought there was something wrong with this poem. All the disputes were nothing more than who wrote this poem and for whom it was written.

But soon the peaceful Great Wei Jingdu suddenly became noisy again.

It was a fight between several great princes.

The common people didn't know what happened. These dukes were experienced in many battles, and they used force to conquer others. They could solve it with fists but not with tongues.

According to rumors, the reason for the fight between the several principalities was precisely because of this quaint speech.

These princes all thought that the song "Man Jianghong" was written for them. They refused to accept each other and exposed each other's faults.

The most terrible thing is that someone ran to persuade the fight, and it ended in a fight.

All in all, the capital was completely boiling that day, and the shouts and curses rose and fell, and even the older generation fought, and the younger generation also fought.

Wufu is like this, fighting is the best way to resolve disputes.

at this time.

Inside the Wei court.

In the magnificent Hall of Mental Cultivation.

A dragon luan is placed in it.

The golden gauze covered the dragon's luan, and the hall was extremely spacious.

A beautiful woman knelt down, respectful.

But in the gauze, only some outlines can be vaguely seen.

Exquisite and curvy, tall and tall, through the gauze, a pair of beautiful legs can be vaguely seen.

But what really amazes people is not the exquisite figure, but a kind of aura. Standing there, one is intimidating.

This is the Great Wei Empress.

The world's most amazing woman.

She stood under the Dragon Luan, a blank sheet of paper floated in front of her.

"Your Majesty, this term has been introduced to Beijing. The seven princes held a big banquet because of this term, and they all thought that the term was written for them."

"However, the seven princes showed great affection to each other, but it caused disaster. Just now when the spies came to report, the seven princes fought with each other, and even some descendants of the princes also fought."

"There are some Marquis who also joined in, and I hope His Majesty will come forward to stop the fighting."

The beautiful woman kneeling below spoke slowly, her voice was extremely sweet.

"It's normal for an ancient name to attract the princes to fight."

"However, if you are the Duke of the state, fighting each other will lose the face of the court after all."

"Wan'er, draw up a decree for me. The dispute over nouns will be asked by the author when he comes to the capital."

"Fighting at the foot of the imperial city is a disgrace to the state. You will be punished yourself. Earls and above will be exempted from punishment. Others who participate in the fight will receive seventy army sticks or a three-month fine."

The Empress's voice was a bit ethereal, she spoke slowly, and it spread throughout the hall.

"Wan'er complies."

The woman kowtows.

Then he continued to speak.

"Your Majesty, the Four Great Academies also have some news. Several great Confucian scholars are full of praise for this term, and can be favored by civil servants and generals at the same time. Should such a person be called to the capital in advance to serve His Majesty?"

she asked.

"Need not."

"Great talents in the world are arrogant, so it's not good to recruit them proactively."

"Furthermore, someone who can write this kind of poems is presumably the one who will lead the attack. Now that the disputes in the court are already fierce, if such a person is recruited, the situation will be even more unstable."

"If there is another Northern Expedition, it will hurt the foundation of the Great Wei Dynasty. Let everything take its course. I also warn other people not to take this person's idea, and everything will happen."

"Besides, it's a big event that the various governments will try it soon."

The Queen's voice sounded very calm, but it meant determination.

"Yes, Wan'er knows."

Wan'er, who was kneeling on the ground, nodded. As the empress' personal female officer, she knew many things, especially the situation in the court.

Since His Majesty ascended the throne, the court has been advocating another Northern Expedition, but the treasury was empty. Emperor Wu made seven Northern Expeditions and defeated the Great Wei.

Now if another great talent came and demanded the Northern Expedition, the situation would only get worse.

Going with the flow is the best way.

She didn't say anything more, and walked out slowly.

at this time.

in the hall.

The Empress of Wei's eyes once again fell on the white paper.

Man Jianghong's quaint words came into his eyes.

But soon the white paper set itself on fire and died in smoke.

"Northern Expedition, a group of warriors only know how to attack, but don't know how to hide."

"In a big country like Nuo, there is no need to spend money. The treasury is empty. I don't even have the silver to build the palace, so I still have to fight."

"Father, if you have a spirit in the sky, send me a capable minister who can make money. If this continues, the child will only become a foolish king."

The queen's heart sounded, and then she took out an ancient book with extreme helplessness.

The ancient book has three words [He Xintong] impressively written on it.

After half an hour.

A decree came out from the palace, stopping the chaos in the capital.

The princes of the major countries rested at home cursing, but the others had no good fruit to eat.

You can choose one of the two, the fine salary or the army stick, and it’s okay for the earl, and those who don’t have the title will go to lead the army stick honestly.

These days their own salaries are low, they are nobles but they don't have much silver taels, especially the sons of some dukes, and they don't have much silver taels.

Penalty?Penalties are impossible, and I would rather be beaten with army sticks than never have been beaten.

There is no way, Da Wei is like this now, short of money, short of money from top to bottom.

However, the dispute settled down.

Just like that, several days passed in the blink of an eye.

One year in Wuchang.

April [-]th.

There are less than three days until the government test.

But this couldn't stop the enthusiasm of Xu Qingxiao's admirers.

There are frequent figures in Bailu Academy these days, they all want to see Xu Qingxiao's face and see who this person is.

It's a pity that in the past few days, Xu Qingxiao has almost turned into a nerd, reading books in the library all the time.

And I heard that Xu Qingxiao reads all kinds of books. There are three floors in the library of Bailu Academy, with a collection of [-] volumes. Xu Qingxiao has already read all the books on the first and second floors.

Now I am reading a book on the third floor.

This kind of reading speed is understandable to everyone. After all, Xu Qingxiao has opened his eyes and has a photographic memory. All books can be memorized by just scanning them once.

As for the three masters, they would come and wait every day.

The more Xu Qingxiao read the book seriously, the more they liked Xu Qingxiao.

Perhaps this is the eccentricity of scholars.

Different.

time.

In the library.

Xu Qingxiao's expression became a little excited.

I have read tens of thousands of volumes in the past few days, one is to understand the reading, and the other is to understand the situation in the world, but the most important thing is to understand the Chinese language in my brain.

Now Xu Qingxiao finally found some clues.

The book in his hand is called Shengju Note.

Similar to the notes on daily life, it records the daily life of the great sage, as well as some speeches of the sage.

Whether it's true or not Xu Qingxiao doesn't know.

However, the "Tiandi Wengong" is recorded in it, but it is not detailed enough, so it is briefly mentioned.

What excited Xu Qingxiao was that one thing was mentioned above.

Saint disciples.

The first generation of literary saints, that is, the great saints, had seven extremely outstanding disciples under their sect.

But they all died in the darkest age.