Dao Fruit

Quanyou Academy is located in Xingyuan Mansion.

This academy has a long history. According to legend, it was established during the unification of Zulong. The founder studied with three sages and set great aspirations.

More than a hundred years ago, Quanyou also had a period of being in charge of Confucian orthodoxy, but now it has declined.

However, even if it declined, no one dared to look down upon it. The reason was that this academy had a hall of saints.

The Sage Hall is the authentic Confucian school, with its own way and its own doctrine.

The Sage Hall of Quanyou Academy is built on the mountain behind the courtyard. Go up the stone steps, pass the Lingxing Gate, go around Panchi, go through the Dacheng Gate, and enter the Dacheng Hall. There are also Minglun Hall, Zunjing Pavilion, etc. built around it. Fu Xue, but far surpasses it in terms of scale, and is also entangled with literary and spiritual spirit. As soon as people come here, they feel calm and pure.

Zhao Bingcheng and the old man Gao Guanbo came up with a few articles, followed by a group of students, all with solemn faces and respectful expressions.

After entering the Dacheng Hall, the students were divided into several rows. The two elders came forward to offer incense and worship to the three clay statues of saints on the altar.

Then, the two took a deep breath, with serious faces, tense hearts, and calmness.

After a few breaths, Zhao Bingcheng stepped forward and put a few articles in his hand into the box on the desk. Another old man did the same thing.

After doing this, the two of them stood in front of the magic case, saying nothing, just staring at the articles in the box.

For a time, the entire hall had a solemn atmosphere.

Many students held their breath, not daring to make any sound or even take a breath, and waited quietly.

As time went by, the expressions of the two old men slowly changed. From being nervous and worrying about gains and losses at the beginning, to being anxious later, they gradually calmed down, but there was a look of disappointment in their eyes. The complexion is gray.

"Do you really want to ask for help from outside? In this case, I, Quanyou Academy, and I belong to the Shu School, wouldn't it..."

The two old men felt sad in their hearts and sighed.

Zhao Bingcheng shook his head and was about to step forward to take out the article from the box. Unexpectedly, as soon as his feet moved, the entire hall shook!

"Um?"

The shock came suddenly, but no one present was surprised. Instead, everyone showed joy, and Zhao Bingcheng also stopped, turned his eyes, and landed on the box.

At the same time, the eyes of everyone present were focused here!

Then, I saw an article in the box levitating, the paper was full of light and shadow, and words floated out one by one. Wandering in mid-air!

"It's Gao Jing's "On the People"!"

Seeing those volleying characters, Zhao Bingcheng recognized them at a glance, with a smile on his face.

The old man next to him also smiled: "As expected of me, a talented scholar from the Xingyuan Prefecture, a book and essay. The will of the sages recognized it, and there was a reaction!" But he immediately restrained himself, shook his head and sighed, "What a pity. This person has already entered the School of Virtue..."

Zhao Bingcheng also showed regret, but still consoled him: "Brother Zhang, don't worry about this, let's get through the current difficulties first. You and I should guide the teachings of the sages first."

The old man nodded: "That's right, but it can also be seen from this that among the few rising stars you met during your outing this time, Gao Jing should be the most respected. It's a pity that you didn't get the result in the Jiannan Township Examination this time." Yuan."

During the conversation between the two, the three clay statues of saints moved together, and then the meaning and mysteries of the scriptures flowed out. It was neither words nor sounds, but a kind of pure perception, which reached directly into people's hearts and radiated in all directions at the same time, with a tendency to fly out in all directions. .

When Zhao Bingcheng and the old man saw this, they concentrated on each other and read the sage's article in their mouths. The pure sentiment was drawn to them, wandering, gathering and dispersing in the Dacheng Hall, and they couldn't go away!

The many students behind the two elders were obviously well prepared. Feeling the subtle insights, they all knelt down, some blocked their ears, some closed their eyes, and they all concentrated and meditated to dispel the distracting thoughts in their hearts.

The difference is that some people sit down quickly, their minds are clear, and they take the insights lingering in the temple into their hearts, and the aura related to the people emerges in their hearts; but there are also students who are anxious in their hearts and eager to enter samadhi, but it is difficult to succeed and anxious. Scratching my head...

This realization came suddenly and went away quickly, lasting less than ten breaths before completely dissipating.

Later, the hanging article also fell down again, and the words that flew out of it returned to the paper, but there was a strong atmosphere of literary thoughts lingering around the paper, which lasted for a long time.

Many students who carefully held their breath opened their eyes again, without speaking or getting up. Instead, they were brewing in their hearts and recalling what they had just realized!

And those who have never been able to calm down have annoyance on their faces.

"The time is limited, and it's too hasty..." Zhao Bingcheng felt a little regretful, but he also knew that he had reached his limit.

Another old man also sighed: "Gao Jing is still young after all, but he has already been able to impress sages with his writings. If he writes on sage paper in the future, maybe..."

But before he finished speaking, the whole hall was shaken again!

"Huh?" Zhao Bingcheng and another old man were stunned at the same time.

Then, another piece of paper flew out of the box.

The handwriting on this piece of paper is gone, just four lines of poetry, but each word contains charm. When it flies up, it immediately exudes a square and regular artistic conception, which vaguely corresponds to the clay sage!

"'Compassion for the Farmers'! It's the poem 'Compassion for the Farmers' written by Qiu Shenzhi!" Zhao Bingcheng looked shocked, even more so than before!

Amid his exclamations, the three clay statues of saints shook again, emitting pure insights, which were also related to the people, but more specific, involving Cang Tian.

However, things happened too suddenly. Many students had just recovered their thoughts and cultivated their insights. How could they enter samadhi again in such a hurry?

On the contrary, the annoyed students were surprised and delighted, but calmed down and absorbed the insights emanating from the clay sages, feeling like they were enlightened.

This time, the drifting of pure perception lasted for twelve breaths before disappearing.

"this……"

After the realization dissipated, Zhao Bingcheng and the old man named Zhang looked at each other, and they could see the surprise in each other's eyes.

"I brought this poem by Qiu Yan just as a random act. After all, since ancient times, most poems and songs cannot be responded to, and even the lyrics rarely can make the saints shake. This poem by Qiu Yan Compassion for the peasants actually..."

Before Zhao Bingcheng finished speaking, the old man surnamed Zhang interrupted while reflecting on his thoughts: "This poem contains a lot of truth. It points directly to the shortcomings of the government. It is no wonder that it will arouse the response of the saint. However, just talking about the intention , on par with Gao Jing, the reason why he can last three more breaths is because his handwriting is square and majestic, which is vaguely in line with the holy way!"

Zhao Bingcheng nodded when he heard this, but his expression suddenly changed: "No! Zhuo'er wrote a letter earlier. He asked me to send someone to lobby Qiu Yan, but I didn't agree because of Liu Jing's letter. Now, It seems that something is very wrong!”

The old man surnamed Zhang also changed his color suddenly: "Confused! Gao Jing has entered the Moral School, but Qiu Yan has no inheritance of the school, how can he let it go! You, you, you are confused! You only care about selling favors and don't care about the inheritance of the academy! However, It’s not too late. Send someone out immediately!”

After the thought fell, the two old men left the hall without disturbing the students who were pondering and comprehending.

………………

at the same time.

Dongdu, Lizong Academy.

Lizong Academy is located in the southern suburbs of Dongdu. It covers an area of ​​100 acres, with pavilions, stone mountains and green waters. It is more like a garden or a manor than an academy.

Ta da~ da da~

now. On the road in front of the academy, there was a sudden sound of rapid horse hooves, and Zhen Zhizuo, dressed in Confucian uniform, rode up. When he was approaching the gate of the academy, he reined in the reins and dismounted. His posture was strong and vigorous, and he didn't look like a weak scholar at all.

As soon as he landed, a figure flashed in front of him, and a servant in green came out to greet him. He took a step forward and was in front of Zhen Zhizuo in a blink of an eye, holding out his hand to lead the horse.

The horse seemed to be very familiar with this person and did not resist.

Zhen Zhizuo's horse is completely white and its coat is shiny. From a distance, it looks like it is made of jade, but now its four legs are full of dust, which is unsightly.

The green-clothed servant held the horse's rein, raised his hand and touched the horse's nose, then frowned: "Master Zhen, why are you so eager? Along the way, Bai Yu didn't get much rest, and he almost lost his vitality."

This horse, named White Jade Horse, was a tribute from Northern Karasuma to Darui. It was very precious. The servant seemed to know the horse's habits quite well. After touching it a few times, he roughly grasped the situation.

Zhen Zhizuo smiled apologetically: "Uncle Mu, don't be surprised. It's really urgent. I wonder where Hua Zhang is now?"

Uncle Mu also knew the importance, so he stopped asking, pointed in the direction, and led the horse away.

Zhen Zhizuo went straight into the main entrance, turned several times, passed through a garden, and came to an attic. After the announcement, he was led into the building.

The interior of the building is elegantly decorated, giving it an out-of-this-world feeling.

A man was sitting on his knees, holding a book in his hand, reading aloud, but turned a blind eye to Zhen Zhizuo who came in.

Zhen Zhizuo was not in a hurry and waited quietly. After tea time, the man put down his book, stood up and straightened his clothes, then turned around and walked over.

"Zhizuo, you went to Shu to visit relatives, and then you went to inspect Qiu Yan. Could your hurried return have anything to do with this matter?" The man's voice was slightly high-pitched, but not harsh.

Zhen Zhizuo smiled and said: "As expected, I can't hide it from Hua Zhang. I came back this time just for Qiu Yan. This man is talented, and I will welcome him with courtesy."

The so-called Zhongli is a saying of Lizong.

Anyone who wants to join Lizong must go through an examination and be qualified before they can come to Dongdu. However, it is not a direct entry. They have to go through an assessment and submit a ceremonial certificate before they can be considered an entry.

However, in addition, if the apprentice has outstanding knowledge and a good reputation, it does not need to be so complicated. After the inspection, the entry level can be determined. If he is talented, Lizong will even send someone to greet him. According to The specifications are different, including small gifts, medium gifts and large gifts.

Zhen Zhizuo said that he would treat Qiu Yan with courtesy, and he was obviously very optimistic about him.

Unexpectedly, he frowned when he heard the "Hua Zhang": "Medium gift? Qiu Yan's reputation is not well-known. If it were not for the military disaster, he would not be able to get Jieyuan. Most of these people are short-lived. What's more, Secretary Jiangnan He has just confirmed his entry. I've already arranged a wedding ceremony for him, so how can I choose someone? Why don't you just ask Qiu Yan to come over directly and avoid his assessment?"

"How can this be so?" Zhen Zhizuo shook his head, "Qiu Yan is by no means an easy man. Quanyou Academy and Taixu Academy have already targeted him, how can we ignore him?" (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature for more novels. Good update faster!

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