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Chapter 298

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Mr. Lu was really stunned.

Three handed down classics!

These are not three Chinese cabbages.

Don't say three!

Even if it is a classic handed down from generation to generation, it can push a scholar to the altar and become a master of literature and Taoism.

Not to mention three handed down classics!

If Yang Chen could not become a god in the future, it would be unreasonable.

Originally, Mr. Lu just thought that the poems written by Yang Chen would be passed down through the ages and could become a god in the future, but he never dared to think that the articles written by Yang Chen would be so arrogant.

"Such a thick thigh must be hugged in time and as soon as possible. If you don't hug it now, when will you wait?" Mr. Lu's face flushed with excitement.

The posture is lowered.

"The talented scholar Yaoyue is really a genius from heaven. He actually wrote three classics handed down from generation to generation. In the future, there will definitely be a god of talented scholar Yaoyue on the altar."

Mr. Lu looked envious.

"I think I have studied for many years, but now I have achieved nothing!"

"Neither a poem, nor an article. Yaoyue Talent is young, and his poems are already famous all over the world, and his articles have spread to Weicheng."

"The future is simply limitless."

"I don't know if I have the honor to learn a thing or two from Yaoyue Talent."

Follow me to study?
Yang Chen was stunned.

You must know that Mr. Lu is one of the top academies in Weicheng, and his subordinates can be said to be full of peaches and plums. Such a gentleman should follow him to learn and learn.

"Mr. Lu, are you joking?" Yang Chen was a little cautious.

I really dare not think that if I really accepted Mr. Lu as my disciple

Many scholars in this world will eat themselves.

Mr. Lu's expression was straightened, and his tone was serious, "Mr. Yang, I, Mr. Lu, never joked. I really want to worship under Mr.'s school and follow him to learn literary classics."

"There is no precedence in learning, and the master is the teacher. Mr. Yang studied the heaven and man at a young age. Compared with me, he is on the ground and in the sky. If I am lucky enough to be able to study under the teacher, it is my honor. "

"Also please sir, don't accept me as an apprentice just because my aptitude is too rough and stupid."

As he said that, Mr. Lu bowed deeply to Yang Chen.

Yang Chen was startled.

Hurriedly jumping away, he didn't dare to accept Mr. Lu's gift in full view.

"Sir, are you joking? You are a Jinshi of our Great Zhou Dynasty, with profound knowledge, and I am nothing, not even a scholar. If you worship me as a teacher, how can you be so embarrassing?"

"You'd better stop joking. If you do this, you will scare me to death."

Yang Chen refused.

I really don't want to accept such a disciple.

Master Chen next to him also smiled, "Mr. Yang, just accept him. It can be seen that he really wants to worship you as his teacher and learn from you."

"If it wasn't because of my identity, even I would hope to be able to worship under Mr. Yang's sect."

"It is said in ancient books that a sage will come out every 500 years. I think Yang Xianggong is a sage of literature and Taoism who will come out every 500 years. Otherwise, why would Yang Xianggong be able to write such classics at such a young age."

"You know, such a classic handed down from generation to generation, even if it is a well-learned Confucian in the dynasty, with a poor scripture and a brilliant head, who has studied all his life's knowledge, it may not be able to write such a classic."

"Yang Xianggong wrote three volumes, with profound knowledge and rich experience. Just ask the Confucianists in the world, who can have such poor talent and learning as you?"

Yang Chen was still a little unwilling to accept it.

"Actually, if Mr. Lu wants to learn, he doesn't need to ask me to be his teacher. The books I write will not be kept private. They will be gradually printed and sold at extremely low prices. I strive to spread these books around the world."

"When the time comes, everyone will be able to buy it. The things inside are easy to understand, and it's not difficult to learn."

Watching Yang Chen refuse again and again.

Mr. Lu also understood that Yang Chen really didn't want to accept him as a disciple.

after all!

My own age has also come.

Estimated level, that's it.

It is even more difficult to improve.

Such disciples are indeed not very popular.

"Forget it, since Mr. Yang doesn't want to accept me, Master, don't make things difficult for him."

"I also know that my aptitude is not good. At this age, I haven't made any achievements. In this life, I guess it will be like this."

Yang Chen looked at Mr. Lu who was somewhat depressed and gloomy, and his heart skipped a beat.

He said, "Mr. Lu, I don't accept you. I don't mean that your qualifications are not good. Sir, you can be a Jinshi in high school. You can't say anything about your profound knowledge, and you don't need to say much about your aptitude."

"It's just that you are in charge of Sanwei Shuyuan, and you have peaches and plums all over the world, with high morals and high esteem, but I am just a white body with shallow morals. If I accept you as a disciple, the scholars in this world will not poke my spine."

"As for age, it's not a problem."

"I have a poem for my husband, I hope he can listen to it."

The eyes of Mr. Lu and Mrs. Chen lit up.

"You want to write poetry?"

To know!
Every poem by Yang Chen is a classic!
Poetry is full of spiritual light, and the wonderful sound spreads all over the world.

Produced by Yang Chen, it must be a high-quality product.

There are never exceptions.

"What poem? Tell me quickly?"

As soon as poetry was mentioned, Master Chen and Mr. Lu forgot to continue to learn from Yang Chen.

Yang Chen pondered for a moment.

"The old man is standing still, and his ambition is thousands of miles away."

Both Mr. Chen and Mr. Lu's eyes brightened up, starting with the first sentence.

It means that although the old and weak Maxima is lying on the side of the manger, it still has the ambition to gallop thousands of miles.People often use this phrase "an old man standing on the ground" to describe a person with lofty ideals. Although he is old, he still has great ambitions.

"In the old age of a martyr, he is full of ambition."

Master Chen and Mr. Lu listened.

It's amazing how well this poem is written.

Yang Chen chanted up to this point, and stopped chanting.

"Why don't you continue? This poem sounds like it's been cut off from the beginning to the end. What is the whole poem? You don't want to be like this. If you don't finish this poem, Lao Lu and I will After I go back, I can’t fall asleep.”

Yang Chen saw that the two of them were staring at him with hooked eyes.

It means that if you can't get the whole poem, you will never give up.

"Never mind!"

"The name of this poem is "Gui Shi Shou"."

Although the tortoise has a longevity, there is still time.

Teng Snake rides the fog and turns into ashes in the end.

Lao Ji Fuping, ambition of thousands of miles.

The martyrs are young and strong.

The period of shrinking is not only in the sky.

The blessing of the good fortune can be won forever.

Fortunately, even swearing, the song is ambiguous.

The poem expresses the positive and enterprising spirit of the poet who loves nature, despises the destiny, grows old and strong, and has aspirations for thousands of miles.

This poem is so well written.

It hardly seems like a young man wrote it.

How could young people write such poems.

Mr. Lu and Master Chen looked at Yang Chen as if they were looking at a monster.

"Is that human being?"

(End of this chapter)