Farmers' group pet: the blessings of powerful ministers are soft and deceitful

Chapter 90 Borrowing Books
The former grand master of the imperial court came to Lianxi Academy, which is the blessing of the academy, and it is too late to be happy.

Everyone in the academy respects this good teacher.

At this time Zou Congru stopped, bowed his head slightly, and waited for the other party to pass first.

When Yan Liangting visited Lianxi Academy, many gentlemen rushed to visit, but Zou Congru did not rush this trip. Although he appreciates talents, he is not very interested in making connections.

Moreover, Yan Liangting was an official in front of the prince before, so he might not be related to the faction in the court, so he thought it would be better to avoid it.

Unexpectedly, after Yan Liangting passed him face to face, he stopped again.

Yan Liangting lowered his eyes, looked at the rice paper thrown on the ground, and his eyes stopped on the words written on the paper.

Zou Congru raised his eyes, looked at the stack of papers in his hand again, and found that he had left it carelessly in a hurry just now, and he just wanted to speak.

The entourage behind Yan Lao bent down to pick up the paper and showed it to Yan Liangting.

Yan Liangting picked up the rice paper and glanced at it for a while, his serious face suddenly smiled, and said: "This poem is very interesting."

Zou Congru realized that the reason why Yan Liangting was able to be a prince and teacher was that he had reached the pinnacle of knowledge. When Yan Lao was young, he once conquered the world's literati with a book of poems.

He is indeed a leader in the field of poetry.

For him, this kind of poem that can't be put on the stage is not only a trick in the class, but also a big knife in front of Guan Gong - overestimating one's ability.

Zou Congru said: "Indeed, it's just that the craftsman spirit is too strong, and he is a little eager for success."

Yan Liangting turned around and returned the poem to Zou Congru, but said: "The handwriting is pretty good, but the evaluation of its eagerness for success is too late. Every poem on it is marked with the time it was written. , I think this student can write so many poems in a short period of time, he should have a good foundation, and he is a talent to be carved."

Zou Congru was slightly taken aback, not to mention that Yan Liangting coincided with his point of view, what surprised him was that this Yan Lao seemed to be different from what he had imagined.

It doesn't look so high-end, but it's quite approachable.

Zou Congru took the paper and said "Yes".

Yan Liangting's eyes fell on the book collection in Zou Congru's hand again.

Immediately said again: "Is this "Shanglin Collection"?"

Zou Congru was slightly taken aback, and said "yes" again.

"Can you lend me a look?" Yan Liangting asked.

Zou Congru: "..."

This Yan Liangting has a noble status, if there is any book he was looking for, why did he focus on this one?
Two days ago, thinking of benefiting the academy, he donated another book, and now he only has one book left.

Zou Congru raised his eyes and wanted to say, if you want to read it all the time, just go to the academy to get it, so don't grab this copy from him.

But looking at Yan Liangting's sincere eyes, it seemed that he couldn't say these words.

He endured it, and immediately said, "Of course."

After that, he handed the book to the other party.

Yan Liangting looked at him like this, with a little smile in the corner of his eyes, his eyebrows became amiable, and he said: "But you took the love of your husband?"

Zou Congru: "No, if Grand Master Yan has finished reading it by then, just send the people below to return the book."

The two were polite again, and Zou Congru turned around and left.

When the people walked away, Yan Liangting's entourage couldn't help but said: "It's okay to take a book from him, how many people are rushing to give us the book, and he is just searching for it, and he still has to return the book."

Yan Liangting shook his head, tapped his entourage's forehead with a book, and said: "Mr. Zou is a book lover, but he is not afraid of the court, so don't think too highly of yourself."

(End of this chapter)