Confucianism is supreme? I am reciting Tang poems in another world!

Holding two cups of tea, Mo Yao sat across from Ci Song and said, "Brother Ci Song, you seem to have something on your mind?"

Ci Song came back to his senses, looked at Mo Yao and said with a smile: "Actually, it's nothing. I just feel that what I have experienced during this period is too unbelievable. I still can't react to it."

Mo Yao said: "Indeed, I never thought that one day I would really become a member of Kong Sheng Academy, nor did I think that I could really get married to Brother Ci Song. I thought that Brother Ci Song, you would have to keep pretending. Woolen cloth."

Speaking of this, Mo Yao looked up at the sky, her tone full of nostalgia, "That's why I corrected my personality during the period of confinement and made myself more cheerful and lively. After all, the couple, if They were all boring, and those days were too boring.”

Ci Song looked at Mo Yao and felt a little moved in his heart. No wonder Mo Yao today was completely different from what he remembered. In his memory, Mo Yao was always shy and taciturn. When he got along with her, he would always take care of her unconsciously. The current Mo Yao is completely different from before. Today, she is generous and has a cheerful personality. She can always stir up the atmosphere around her and make the people around her happy.

Mo Yao looked at Ci Song in a daze, then stretched out his green hand and waved it in front of Ci Song, saying, "Brother Ci Song, what's wrong with you?"

Ci Song came back to his senses and said with a smile: "It's nothing, I just think some things are magical."

Mo Yao asked: "Magic? What magic?"

Ci Song said: "I, Ci Song, can marry a woman like you. Do you think it's magical?"

Hearing this, a blush appeared on Mo Yao's face, and she said shyly, "The fate is so wonderful."

Mo Yao pushed a cup of tea in front of Ci Song and said, "Brother Ci Song, can you promise me something?"

"What's the matter?"

"If one day, Yao'er really has an accident, just like sister Rongrong today, I hope you can forget me and start your life again."

Ci Song was stunned. He didn't expect Mo Yao to say such words, but he also understood that Mo Yao was inspired by seeing Ning Rongrong's funeral, so he replied, "Don't worry, I won't let you If such an accident happens, even if it does happen, I will be in front and you in the back.”

"Brother Ci Song, you are so kind, I like you the most!"

After saying that, Mo Yao stood up directly and threw herself into Ci Song's arms. The two hugged each other tightly, enjoying the moment of tranquility.

"Ahem, this is Yan Sheng Academy. We must pay attention to etiquette."

An old voice reached Ci Song's ears, and Mo Yao withdrew from Ci Song's arms. She turned around and saw an old man she didn't recognize.

"Mr. Yi, why are you here?"

Ci Song recognized that the old man was Mr. Yi who taught him the Four Books and Five Classics and had conflicts with him.

"It's like this. I came to you today because I want you to help me write poems. I have another hidden friend. We have been close friends for many years. He loves poetry. In a few days, he will be 500 years old. On his birthday, I would like to ask you to write a poem for him.”

Ci Song was slightly startled. He did not expect that Mr. Yi would come to him. After all, the relationship between the two was not very good. After all, the two had an out-of-control quarrel in front of so many people. Although afterwards, The relationship between the two has eased, but he really didn't expect that Mr. Yi would come to him and ask him to write a birthday poem for him.

Seeing that Ci Song did not answer him, Mr. Yi sighed first, then held up his hands, bowed slightly to Ci Song, and said: "Ci Song, I, Yi Fusheng, am here to apologize to you. Please forgive me for my intentional behavior in the Dean's Pavilion before. Regarding your behavior, I did something wrong.”

Seeing this, Ci Song was dumbfounded. He didn't expect Mr. Yi to apologize to him. After all, Mr. Yi's behavior in the Dean's Pavilion was not too unreasonable. If he thought about it from his perspective, if he was his enemy If the child wanted to enter the academy where he taught, he would definitely go forward and kill him. However, Mr. Yi just wanted to use words to expel him from the academy, and he never took action from the beginning to the end.

To be fair, Ci Song himself couldn't do it, so Ci Song didn't particularly blame Mr. Yi in his heart.

"If I were just an ordinary scholar, I would naturally not apologize to you. But I am a gentleman in the academy, and my duty is to teach and educate others. My every word and deed may affect the students. "The Doctrine of the Mean" says: "Rectify yourself without seeking for others. I have no grudges against others, neither heaven nor others." I have grudges against your father, which I can never let go of, but I shouldn't vent my grudges on you, so I'm prone to resentment. You apologize."

After that, Mr. Yi handed over his hand and apologized to Ci Song again.

After hearing this, Ci Song's resentment towards Mr. Yi was almost completely dissipated. Mr. Yi was worthy of the position of "Mr." Regardless of whether Mr. Yi's words were true or false, when Ci Song was studying with Mr. Yi, Mr. Yi did He fulfilled his duty of teaching and educating people, and did not treat himself "specially" because of the dispute he had with him before. Instead, he protected himself in front of Yan Wen, and even did not hesitate to fight him directly. This incident alone is enough to show that Mr. Yi’s character.

Ci Song also stood up and returned the greeting to Mr. Yi: "Sir, you are serious. In fact, what happened that day was also due to the impulsiveness of the students and the rebelliousness of the students. As an elder, you naturally have the responsibility to teach the students." Ability."

"I wonder what the characteristics of Mr. Yi's reclusive friend are, so that students can write better birthday poems."

Mr. Yi smiled when he heard this and said, "My good friend was once a genius in literature and Taoism, but he was too straightforward and refused to be recruited by the Temple of the First Master. He was also unwilling to become an official. Later, something happened and he saw through the hypocrisy of the world. He lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests, with flowers and birds, and nurtured his heart for literature and Taoism. He has three hobbies in his life: wine, poetry, and flowers."

Hearing this, Ci Song had an idea in his mind and said, "Then write a poem for him with 'wine', 'poetry', and 'flowers' as the three themes of three poems."

Although he didn't know who the old friend Mr. Yi was talking about, from his oral description, Ci Song naturally thought of Mr. Jingjie, Tao Yuanming, and Tao Qian, who were known as the "founders of the pastoral poetry school."

Mr. Wu Liu also "did not bend for five pecks of rice" in the past. In the end, he resigned from his official position and retired to the countryside. He wrote many pastoral poems and became the founder of the pastoral poetry school. He also left countless precious cultural treasures for future generations.

While Mr. Yi and Ci Song were talking, Mo Yao had already taken out the four treasures of the study and placed them on the table. The ink had also been ground.

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