Bo Han watched his old friend Wang Zhengying's back gradually straighten up, feeling relieved and smiling, "Brother Zhengying should really thank Lord Wenhou. Life is unpredictable, and love between men and women is more important than life. This poem, however, has a different sentiment. Climbing high and looking far, missing your lover, no matter how painful and sad it is, it will eventually turn into a 'never regret'. If you recite this poem with the power of literary courage, those who are frustrated in love will probably be relieved soon."
Zhao Hongzhuang said quietly, "Since you have no regrets, you will have no complaints or worries, and you can stop thinking about it. Some people think this poem is about firming up the true feelings in one's heart, but in my opinion, it may be about letting people let go completely."
"That makes sense. The beauty of this word may lie in its different interpretations." Bo Han nodded.
After Fang Yun finished writing, he picked up the poem "Dielianhua? Standing on the Dangerous Tower with the Wind Blowing Gently" and handed it to Wang Zhengying, then walked towards the carriage.
"I can only help you up to this point. No matter what, you must leave the capital and return to Jiangzhou today. Don't worry, if something happens to you on the way back to Jiangzhou, I will let those people be buried with you!" Fang Yun said as he got on the carriage, and Zhao Hongzhuang followed.
Wang Zhengying held the poem "Dielianhua" in both hands, bent down deeply, and watched Fang Yun leave.
After the carriage left, Wang Zhengying handed "Die Lian Hua" to the head of the Huang family respectfully and said, "Uncle, whether you and Ying'er agree or not, please give this poem to Ying'er. I now understand that some things cannot be done. No matter how hard you try, you will end up with scars all over your body. All I can do is not to imitate the behavior in the poem and not to be sad about the passing of time. As Princess Hongzhuang said, if you don't regret it, you won't miss it. From now on, I will study hard and aim straight at the holy way!"
The head of the Huang family suddenly smiled. He did not take the "Dielianhua" but stepped forward to hold Wang Zhengying's arm and said, "Why do you say that, my dear son-in-law? As a father, don't I just hope that my daughter can live a peaceful and stable life in the second half of her life? According to the rules of our Huang family, those betrothal gifts will be returned to Ying'er every year. Although you can't give out the betrothal gifts now, it shows me that you have the ability to make Ying'er happy. It is naturally good for Ying'er to marry you! Someone, go and invite Ying'er out. When you go, remember to tell her that my Ying was wronged and I have agreed to their marriage. Today I will go to Jiangzhou with the two of them, and finally let them get married in Jiangzhou!"
“This…” Even though Wang Zhengying was prepared for both success and failure, he did not expect his future father-in-law to be so straightforward.
Bo Han, who was standing by, was also in a daze, but soon came to his senses. He whispered respectfully, "As expected of a famous family leader, you have great skills!"
After the Huang family master finished speaking, he put his arm around Wang Zhengying's shoulders and said with a smile: "My dear son-in-law, go into the house and meet Ying'er first. She hates me as her father because of you. You have to help me put in a good word for her."
Wang Zhengying was still a little confused and asked, "So you don't want this song "Dielianhua" anymore?"
The head of the Huang family snatched the paper from Wang Zhengying's hand in a flash, then quickly rolled it up and held it in his hand. He patted Wang Zhengying's shoulder with a smile and said, "I will not let you down for your efforts! Don't worry, I will put this poem in the best place. Even if this poem weighs a hundred pounds, it will not crush anything."
"What my uncle said." Wang Zhengying walked in in a daze. He still couldn't adapt to this sudden good news.
Bo Han rolled his eyes. He had great respect for the head of the Huang family just now. Who knew that he would be like a hungry wolf meeting fresh meat for "Butterfly Love Flower".
"However, the matter has been completely resolved. But Lord Wenhou might have a hard time in the academy." Bo Han thought to himself, looking in the direction where Fang Yun's carriage left.
In the carriage. Zhao Hongzhuang held the princess' official seal in her hand, her face changed, and she said, "Someone wants to challenge you for the upper residence!"
"Oh? I don't know much about the academy. Can you tell me what's going on?" Fang Yun asked.
Zhao Hongzhuang sighed and said, "The academies of all countries are divided into outer dormitories, inner dormitories and upper dormitories. There are a lot of outer dormitories, but the number of inner dormitories and upper dormitories is limited. Generally speaking, the ranking of the 'Lingyan Pavilion' determines the students in the inner and upper dormitories. However, although the Lingyan Pavilion is special, it cannot decide everything, so everyone in the upper or inner dormitories can be challenged once a month by someone living in the next-lower dormitories."
"If someone wins the upper house competition against me, then he can get the first house?"
"Yes."
"Is there any punishment if you lose to me?" Fang Yun asked.
"If a contender fails, he will be considered a piece of shit who doesn't even know his own abilities. Jingguo Academy will expel him immediately, and the Holy Academy and Confucius Academy will never recruit him again. It can be said that the price of a contender's failure is his future!"
"I didn't expect it to be so serious. If I lose, can I just give up the upper house?" Fang Yun asked.
"That's not the case. If you lose, you will go straight back to the outer dormitory and then clean the toilets in the academy for a month." Zhao Hongzhuang said with a smile.
"You seem to want to see me cleaning the smelly toilet?" Fang Yun asked.
"Yes, I really want to know what the arrogant Fang Wenhou looks like when he sweeps the toilet." Zhao Hongzhuang's smile became even more intense.
"Alas, the world is in decline and people's hearts are no longer the same as they used to be! However, the gains and losses of fighting for the residence itself are not important. What is important is the literary courage, right?" Fang Yun said.
"Yes. Last year, Jingguo had fifteen fights for dormitories, seven of which were won and eight were lost. Among the fifteen losers, eleven had their courage shattered!"
"The proportion is so high?" Fang Yun was a little surprised.
"It is so high. The significance of the residence in the academy is too important, so if you lose the residence or fail in the competition, your confidence will be greatly frustrated, and your literary courage will naturally collapse. Only a few people are responsible for special missions, or they are not strong enough but determined, so their literary courage remains, and the latter will make further progress because of this failure. In the history of various countries, many university scholars or great scholars had their upper or inner residence taken away by others when they were young. Jianmei Gong is one of them."
"Really? I want to know what happened in detail. What happened later?" Fang Yun couldn't help laughing. He never expected that Li Wenying, who was full of fighting spirit, would be captured by someone.
"Jianmei Gong was no exception and he swept the toilet diligently for a month. The next year, he fought back for the upper room and won. A month later, the man fought with Li Wenying for the upper room again, but was defeated miserably in the end. His literary courage was shattered on the spot, his literary palace collapsed, and he died completely."
"Hongzhuang, you have been to the 'Lingyan Pavilion'. What is inside? However, it seems that the 'Wen Bao' and the outside world hardly mention the Lingyan Pavilion." Fang Yun said.
"That's natural. Only students in the academy would mention Lingyan Pavilion when talking to each other, because Lingyan Pavilion strictly speaking belongs to the Holy Academy and has certain similarities with the Book Mountain. In short, you will know it naturally when you go in." (To be continued...)