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

Ci Song was stunned for a moment. Good guy, it turns out that the conflict between them was so big. His father almost beat each other to death back then? No wonder Mr. Yi was so targeted at himself when he saw him.

At this moment, Ci Song's resentment towards Mr. Yi had disappeared, leaving only respect.

"Young Master, Yi Fusheng is indeed a good person. He acts upright and has practiced the way of a gentleman all his life. He can put down his resentment and apologize to you. I can't compare to his magnanimity." Shi Yue sighed with emotion.

Ci Song nodded in agreement.

"Brother Ci Song, I'm here again!"

Mo Yao jumped up to Ci Song's courtyard and sat next to Ci Song. After seeing Mo Yao, Shi Yue cupped her hands and said, "Young lady, you guys have dinner, I'll go back first. "

"Okay, thank you Uncle Shiyue." Mo Yao replied.

Shi Yue left the courtyard with several servants, while Ci Song and Mo Yao began to have a "sweet" meal.

. . . . . .

Zilu Academy, one of the five academies founded by Zilu Yasheng, is located on the border between Qi and Western Chu. It not only covers a vast area, but also has 6,000 students studying here. It can be said that It is a place of outstanding people and the cradle of great Confucians and literary giants.

The gate of Zilu Academy is vast and can accommodate thousands of people. On the left side of the gate, there are rows of bookstores. Each bookstore is tens of meters high. There are classics from hundreds of schools of thought for the students of the academy to borrow. .

On the right side of the gate is the Martial Hall, where many weapons are displayed, including swords, knives, spears, halberds and many other cold weapons, as well as some strange and eccentric instruments, which were collected from all over Tianyuan Continent for the academy's martial arts. The disciples of the temple are selected.

At this time, it was the rainy season in Xichu, and a continuous drizzle fell on the gloomy sky. The bluestone paving on the ground was moistened, and small groups of water stains mixed with mist shrouded the academy, giving this huge academy Adds a bit of hazy feeling.

Small groups of water stains gradually condensed together, and the low pavilions and deep corridors were all shrouded in water mist, making it seem like a paradise in the world, which is very desirable.

"Dong dong dong"

Suddenly, the crisp sound of drums came from the continuous rain curtain. The heavy rain curtain spread the sound, and the huge echo was refreshing. As the sound came, the entire academy became lively. The students in the academy walked out of their respective places one after another, holding umbrellas made of towels, and walked towards the academy.

Above the mountain gate, there is a huge platform, and a bell tower stands on the platform. The bells in the bell and drum towers resound throughout the entire academy amid the continuous rain.

"Dong dong dong"

The melodious sound of the bell echoed in everyone's heart, adding a sense of weight to the academy amid the rain.

When students passing by the square, they would deliberately avoid the thin figure kneeling in the center of the square.

"Senior Brother Zhongqi has been kneeling here since he came back. What did he do wrong, Senior Brother?" a freshman from Zilu Academy asked curiously.

"Have you seen yesterday's list of heavenly beings? Senior Brother Zhongqi is number ninety-ninth." The old man sighed.

"I heard from other senior brothers that everyone who can be on the list of gods is a genius. It is a happy event for senior brother Zhongqi to be on the list, isn't it?" Xinsheng asked confused.

"It's different. Senior Brother Zhongqi was originally the hope of our Zilu Academy." The old student shook his head, then took a deep look at Zhongqi, sighed, and said: "Let's not talk about this anymore, morning classes are about to start. Let’s go faster.”

At this time, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, but Zhong Qi, who was kneeling in the rain, seemed not to feel anything and remained motionless. His thin figure seemed to have been soaked by the rain and was trembling slightly in the wind. The old students left the center of the square with the new students, but they still couldn't help but look back at the figure kneeling in the rain.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, but the bells had stopped ringing, but the entire academy was quiet, with only the sound of rain, the sound of water drops falling on the ground, and the sound of wind.

The entire academy was shrouded in a curtain of rain, and hazy water vapor rose from the ground, enveloping the entire academy.

"Zhongqi, you disappoint me so much. You said that these few months would cultivate your literary heart. Have you done it?"

A figure appeared in the square. He was wearing a black gown and looked at Zhongqi quietly. The rain in the sky seemed to be deliberately avoiding him, leaving no trace on him. This man was Zhongqi's father. , Zhongbo.

Zhong Qi did not answer, but his expression was very painful. He raised his head and looked at the sky. The hazy rain curtain seemed to penetrate his body and penetrate into his mind.

Zhongbo continued to question Zhongqi, saying: "The Master said: 'If you don't uphold your virtues and don't believe deeply, how can you live or die?' Zhongqi, since you have promised me, you must devote yourself to learning. , why do you still have to fight when you devote yourself to writing?”

Although Zhong Bo was questioning Zhong Qi, his tone was very calm, as if he had no hope for Zhong Qi's answer.

"I...I didn't argue." Zhong Qi raised his head and looked at his father, his eyes full of pain and struggle.

"You didn't argue?" Zhong Bo sneered and said, "Don't everything on the list of heavenly beings explain everything? As the leader of this trip to my Zilu Academy, you have the inheritance of Zilu Yasheng, and you are actually on the list Ranking ninety-ninth is an insult to my Zilu Academy and an insult to yourself!"

"If you were really defeated at the hands of others, my father would not say anything. But you were defeated at the hands of Bai Ye, and Bai Ye committed suicide just after you were eliminated and became the ninety-eighth .Zhong Qi, don’t you think the timing of this trip is too coincidental? Are you still thinking of seeking revenge on Bai Ye?”

Zhong Bo's words made Zhong Qi's body tremble slightly. He lowered his head, clenched his hands, and was silent for a moment before saying, "I will use facts to prove my strength."

Zhong Bo looked at Zhong Qi, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and said: "Facts? The facts are already in front of you, what other facts do you have to prove? Zhong Qi, you have to remember that you have to be upright and don't be fooled by some tricks. Being deceived by false reputations, one loses one’s original intention.”

"You will be punished by kneeling for seven days, deprived of the title of direct disciple, demoted to the rank of scholar in the academy, and all your authority will be removed. When will you be able to truly meditate, when will you be considered my son, Zhong Bo."

Zhong Qi's face turned pale. He raised his head and looked at his father, his eyes full of bitterness. He understood that his father was indeed angry and even wanted to sever ties with him.

"Yes, father." Zhongqi said softly.

Zhong Bo didn't say anything else. He gently raised his hand, sucked Zhong Qi's direct disciple Yu Peng into the palm of his hand, turned around and left. After Zhong Bo left, the raindrops fell on the ground where Zhong Bo was standing, making a crisp sound. sound.