The three riders took a short detour to the Qingludong Academy. The three masters and apprentices stopped their horses at the foot of the mountain, handed the horses to the academy servants to feed the horse grass, and then walked up the stairs. Although Xu Fengnian was in a hurry, he climbed the mountain slowly. It was on this mountain path that he once had a thrilling life-and-death confrontation with Gao Shulu, after which he obtained a celestial physique, and Miss Hehe also wore that untimely sable hat to intercept Wang Xianzhi, like an egg hitting a stone. When Xu Fengnian was resting in the pavilion halfway up the mountain, looking at the mountains and rivers of Youzhou, he remembered for no reason the scholar on the Daxueping who said "please the ancestors to die". Zhu, said to himself: "Xuanyuan Jingcheng, I donated the book to Huishan last year. Maybe your daughter will be suspicious and think that I am thinking about doing business with her again. In fact, I just hope to have more seeds of the world. Xuanyuan Qing Feng thought that I didn't know what Zhao Huangchao did after he died, and I just didn't want to pursue it. She wanted to be the leader of the martial arts as a woman, and Wang Xianzhi of Daxueping in Huishan, so let her go. A hundred years from now, the reckless dragons and snakes in the future will probably have even rarer celestial realms than today's land gods, and there will be no scholars who can read a Confucian saint's realm through reading. You said a word back then, "The gnat may shake the big tree, I can’t help but be respectful.’ I didn’t feel much at that time, but now that I think about my situation in Beiliang, I can’t help but feel sad.”
Lu Yunchang, whose face hadn't completely disappeared from the bruises, muttered softly: "Master, it's fine to go to Bishan County. After all, there is such a magnificent woman as Aunt Pei, so it's not good to be left out. But this Qingludong Mountain is in the middle of the mountain. I can hear the sound of reading, and my head hurts. Master, you said what you are going to do, I will tell you in advance, if there is no second Aunt Pei, but just come to the academy to listen to the endorsement, I will really It’s going to be a turnaround. At that time, I will raise the knife and drop the knife again, and chop and kill those scholars until they turn their backs on their backs.”
Yu Dilong said angrily: "Lu Yunchang, haven't you hit enough, have you? Believe it or not, I'll punch you to death!"
Lu Yunchang also jumped, and looked at Xu Fengnian with resentment on his face, and said extremely aggrieved: "Master, you are partial to senior brother, and it's fine to leave the secret book of Old Monster Wang to him for safekeeping. I also gave it to senior brother, I picked it up from the side of the road and gave it to my stepmother to raise me, right?"
Xu Fengnian bent his fingers and tapped on Lu Yunchang's forehead lightly, and said with a smile, "It's not that I'm stingy or biased, but those two things don't suit you. I will have some martial arts experience in the future, as long as I have the opportunity to compile Chengpu will only give it to you, not Yu Dilong and Wang Sheng."
Lu Yunchang said in surprise, "Really?"
Xu Feng said in a young voice: "Continue to go up the mountain."
Lu Yunchang, who was following Xu Fengnian's ass, glanced triumphantly at Yu Dilong, who rolled his eyes.
Xu Fengnian asked with a smile: "Have you ever thought about a question, why Buddhist temples are mostly built at the foot of the mountain, while large Taoist palaces and temples are mostly at the top of the mountain, and Confucian academies are often located at the foot of the mountain?"
Lu Yunchang said without hesitation: "The bald donkeys like incense money, and they are afraid that the pilgrims will be too tired to climb the mountain. Those stinky Taoist noses are looking for immortality and enlightenment. Naturally, we must choose a place closest to the gods, and chant scriptures every day to flatter the gods. You can hear it. As for what the scholars think, it is probably because the foot of the mountain and the top of the mountain have been taken over by others, so they have to build houses on the mountainside. Master, is my statement very reasonable?"
Xu Fengnian was noncommittal, and continued to ask: "Dilong, what do you think?"
Yu Dilong was just a shepherd boy, and he had never seen any Taoist temples or academies in his life, and he had never understood the three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, so he was naturally at a loss, but since the master asked, the child had no choice but to be stubborn. Thinking about this question, he finally understood what Lu Yunchang said that his head hurts. Fortunately, the master is considerate, and quickly turned his head and smiled: "Don't think about it if you don't understand it for the time being, but when you grow up, when you encounter something, you can think about it or not, think about it. You can do it." When you don’t want to do it, you might as well do it. When people live for a lifetime, when they want to protect themselves, they only want to understand their own ideas and don’t care about other people’s wishes. Such a land fairy, it’s worth not doing it.”
Yu Dilong nodded vigorously and said, "Remember it."
The three of them came to the gate of Qingludong Academy, where there are rules for warriors to take off their armor and remove their swords. Of course, it was Xu Fengnian who made it himself, but Yu Dilong was unwilling to take off the big sword, and Lu Yunchang was not willing to be followed by him. The Dashuang long knife nicknamed "Big Foot Wife" separated, and the two had to wait in the open square outside the academy. Xu Fengnian took the Beiliang knife from his waist and put it in a large bamboo basket placed on both sides of the door. , there are already six or seven precious long swords of Jiansuihuameijian in it, and now private individuals are not allowed to carry swords in Beiliang, otherwise they will be thrown into prison by Jinyi Youqi, there is no sympathy at all. Otherwise, Xu Fengnian estimated that there would be six or seven Beiliang knives inlaid with pearls and jade on the handle in the basket. The Liyang imperial court couldn’t stop the academies from all over the world. The Shangyin School is the most famous “private school” in the world, but Zhao Shi didn’t support it. "Mountain leader" and "cave master", Beiliang is a different kind. Under Xu Fengnian's personal attention, there are more than a dozen academies in the three prefectures of Youliangling in Beiliang. Suppressing all kinds of critical current events in the academy, for example, the master of this Qingludong Academy is Huang Shang, the leader of the local dialect who was once well-known in Liyang. Although these academies are the pure land that Xu Fengnian, the Northwest feudal lord, spared no effort to open up, but the group of scholars who went to Liang did not pay attention to "the mother who has milk". When it was broken, the most scolding and criticism was from the academy, and then more or less spread to the private market, and people's hearts fluttered. Not only the meritorious generals like Yan Wenluan hated this deeply, but even Hu Kui, the governor of Youzhou, and Tian Peifang, the governor of Liangzhou, who was born as an orthodox literati, both expressed their worries with Song Dongming, the deputy economic envoy. The "savvy people" in the officialdom are all well aware that the direction of the academy depends on how the king of Beiliang makes a final decision. Of course, most of the local officials in Beiliang feel that these embroidered pillows dare to let Beiliang The King of Liang was embarrassed, and the end was probably not going to be much better, especially after Yu Luan Dao Wanqi made meritorious service outside the gourd mouth and eased the situation in Youzhou.
Then Xu Fengnian walked into the Qingludong Academy, which was full of books, at this time. Because he only met Huang Chang and others at the gate of the courtyard, and there were many scholars from other places in the academy, no one in Xanadu recognized him, he was only regarded as a son of a noble family from Beiliang who came to the academy to study. Xu Fengnian entered a library. The lectures in the academy mainly focused on Confucian classics, with historical books and poems on the side, and occasionally discussed current affairs. Today is a group lecture hosted by a great Confucianism. The library is spacious, and there are more than one hundred futons on the ground for scholars and audiences to sit on the ground. There are still not enough futons. Xu Fengnian, who entered through the back door, can only stay behind Sit casually. The great Confucian who was not well-known in the imperial examination was explaining the art of making art. He was a bit suspected of being a nine-rank master criticizing the martial arts master. However, after listening carefully for a while, Xu Fengnian still felt that he had benefited a lot, especially when the Confucian guessed the questions. It is quite insightful that Liangdi scholars will go to Beijing to take the exam to participate in Chunwei next year, and maybe a few more people can be named on the gold list. Beiliang has turned a blind eye to the outflow of scholars since Xu Xiao. From Yan Jiexi to Yao Baifeng's appointment in Beijing, Xu Xiao did not deliberately make things difficult, and Xu Fengnian was also happy to see Sun Yin succeed. , the reason is very simple, Li Yishan once made an analogy, the baby bird grows up and still feeds its mother, let alone human beings? At that time, His Royal Highness was still puzzled, Li Yishan said with a smile that maybe only one or two out of ten people felt grateful to Beiliang, but it was enough. If all ten people were imprisoned in Beiliang and their Qingyun Road cut off from their fame and official career, then nine out of ten they would harbor hatred towards Beiliang.
Next, the great Confucianist also chose a few less boring topics, allowing more than a hundred young scholars to express their opinions. His Majesty the Emperor set up six halls, and ordered twelve national painters to make portraits of the Spring and Autumn Heroes, and what else? Looking at today's son's permission to enshrine his portrait in the temple of meritorious officials and accompany him in the Taimiao, the most important thing is that the great Confucianism smiled and asked the scholars to guess whether there would be an old Liang king in the portrait accompanying the sacrifice, and if so, which master of Danqing would come The description is one of the He Liu who has the reputation of "He Jiaye Yi, Liu Jia Fugui", or the "Xiao Yuchi" who is good at painting Buddha statues, ghosts and gods, especially the thousand-handed-eyed demons, or the one who recently wrote poems The painting is dedicated to Zheng Sixun, who wrote the title "Three Wonders of the Zheng Family" by Tian Zi himself
There were many discussions in the library, and it was very lively.
Xu Fengnian was a little emotional. After Zhao Zhuan set up a trap for Ten Thousand Youqi in Jibei, and after the "demonstration in the Northwest" in the border area of the Ministry of War, he soon came to use both toughness and softness. There were gossip. In addition, it is said that His Majesty the Emperor wants to "have a disadvantage in the court" in the matter of Xu Xiao's posthumous title, and he wants to pursue the posthumous general Xu Xiao. The new dynasty is trying its best to remedy it. Xu Fengnian would not be surprised if it was written by Zhongshuling Qi Yanglong, but if it was Zhao Zhuan's own intention, then it is worth worrying about. Xu Fengnian was not worried about the Liyang Emperor who had a small stomach and a small belly. On the contrary, the more informal Zhao Zhuan was, the more difficult and dangerous the situation in Beiliang would be. Zhao Zhuan has serious hostility towards Beiliang or Xu Fengnian. The matter of Jibei and Water Transport has been clearly revealed. The more Zhao Zhuan gives Xu Xiao, he must demand more from Xu Fengnian. What he gives is all false. What you want is real. But this kind of trade-off is very "reasonable" in the eyes of Li Yang's ruling and opposition parties.
Xu Fengnian fell into deep thought, and was suddenly disturbed by a quarrel. It turned out that the seven or eight foreign and local scholars who were in opposing camps suddenly started to quarrel. They were arguing about when Xiaguang City was captured by Beimang and the stability of Hutou City. Both sides have no objection to the fall under the Ma offensive, but the local scholars in Beiliang think that they can last at least another ten and a half months, while the scholars from other places, based on the lessons learned from the crouching bow and luanhe, think that Xiaguang City is just around the corner. As for Hutou City, which is known as the most powerful town in the Northwest, the dispute was even more intense. The former felt that he would be successful if he persisted for a month, while the latter almost blindly believed that Hutou City could become the second Xiangfan City, the "mainstay of the Central Plains", and become the city of Northern Mangqi. The mainstay of Beiliang in the torrent of the army. During this period, there was another stark confrontation. The two sides had Xu Fengnian appearing outside the gourd mouth to paralyze the supply line of Beimang, and they were arguing red-faced. Scholars from other places believed that the son of a thousand gold would not be able to sit down, saying that Xu Fengnian was a person who put himself in danger. The naive behavior is to want to be that hero who goes down in history, and it is caused by a naive mentality. Instead of being praised, if it is the emperor, he will be impeached and have to punish himself! After all, scholars in Beiliang are a bit clumsy, and many of their arguments are not expressive. Scholars who go to Liang have read poetry and books, and they can always come up with a series of sages and sages to ridicule. In the end, the Beiliang scholar who lost the scolding battle is indeed a native of Beiliang. He was about to roll up his sleeves and use his fists to reason with those bastards who stood and talked without back pain. Gong Shizi squinted and scolded the "barbarian" who added fuel to the fire, and now it was completely messed up. For a while, Xu Fengnian was surrounded by fists, fists and saliva, and it was very lively. Scholars in Beiliang originally thought that scolding and fighting would not be cheap, because they are tall and powerful, they will never suffer in a fight. They never thought that there are two scholars from other places who have practiced martial arts and are both civil and military.
Xu Fengnian, who was always sitting on the ground and was still affected by Chi Yu, raised his hand to block a shoe sole, and gently pushed it away. Soon you have to turn your head to avoid someone's spit, and then hold a scholar who is stunned by the beating.
Those Beiliang generals who put their swords in bamboo baskets for mountaineering and studying, inquired a little bit, and became angry on the spot. They almost jumped over the heads of many scholars and threw themselves into the battlefield. It was brought back.
The Confucian who used to be in charge of lectures in Shangyin Academy but loved military studies didn't think it was insulting at all. Instead of sternly scolding him, he sat on the ground with a smile and brushed his beard, and made wonderful comments on the fists and kicks of both sides.
Scholars from other places who dare to come to Beiliang do not have such courage if they are not bloody, so the fight intensified, and soon some people saw blood. Even so, no one flinched. The Seed Brothers joined the battlefield as reinforcements from the Beiliang side, and their actions quickly aroused the resonance of all the Beiliang scholars in the library, and they all got up and rushed towards the "battlefield" behind the library. Soon there were also scholars from other places who joined together as fellow villagers from various provinces and prefectures in Liyang, and went to help out. The great Confucianist was still not in a hurry, watching helplessly as fewer and fewer scholars were sitting, and many scholars with small arms and thin legs also got up and rushed over, even if they weren't fighting, they would be advocating outside.
Xu Fengnian helped the locals a few times, but he was very measured, he just helped them block some of the moves that were too heavy, one of them also quietly grabbed the neckline of the seed brother's sultry pussy legs and pulled them back a few steps.
In the end, the battle at the back of the library came to an end, Ming Jin withdrew his troops, and the two sides confronted each other aggressively, with big eyes and small eyes, ready to start the next big battle at any time. Of course Xu Fengnian was on the side of the local scholars, and beside him was a dandy from Youzhou General Zhong's family with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. He grinned in pain, and turned his head to Xu Fengnian who helped him block the punch and said with a smile: " Dude, thank you just now, I will go back down the mountain to invite you to drink flower wine. I have long disliked these bastard grandsons... By the way, my name is Yang Huizhi, from Sheliu County. When you arrive in the county, report my name and take care of everything for you Taiping, of course, don't engage in the business of killing and stealing goods, even I dare not do such a thing... "
Cave master Huang Chang came after hearing the news, ran into the library, and shouted angrily: "The Academy is a place for scholars to practice Qi Zhiping, what kind of status do you have?! If you have the strength to fight, go to the Beiliang Border Pass!"
Huang Chang didn't look at the two groups of people who were clearly separated, and sighed softly to the great Confucian lecturer who was an old god: "Xue Ji, you don't want to restrain yourself."
The great Confucian named Xue Ji smiled, stretched out his hand and casually pointed to a calligraphy and painting hanging on the wall behind him, "We scholars are not afraid of being unreasonable, but we are afraid of being unreasonable. We speak calmly, and when we fight, we always speak. It's better than holding it in your stomach and waiting for the future to settle accounts. It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. Ordinary people, isn’t it too scary? It would be better if everyone finished the fight today and calmed down, so they could sit down and continue talking. Cave Master, I’m not waiting for them to stop fighting, calm down , I just enlightened and persuaded. The half buckets of water in the library are usually swaying one by one, and if they don’t suffer, they won’t remember things.”
Huang Chang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said helplessly, "Old Xue, you, you."
Out of the corner of Huang Chang's eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure, and his heart skipped a beat.
Now the official circles in Beiliang are all waiting to see the good show of the major academies. Huang Chang is absolutely supportive of the literati's discussion of politics, but the "mountain" academy's finger-pointing about border military affairs has caused "mountain" people's turmoil For the first signs, the old man is not without worries. Although the King of Beiliang promised him and the government not to interfere with the affairs of the academy, he also promised that the academy would never be punished for his words, and even protect the scholars from the disaster of war and the humiliation of warriors. However, Huang Chang still didn't quite believe that the young and energetic King of Beiliang could really be a hands-off shopkeeper, not to mention that it was indeed the academy that "caused trouble" at this time. So when the cave master of Qinglu Cave saw Xu Fengnian appearing on the battlefield, his heart was filled with chills. Could it be that Xu Fengnian was going to go online? The seeds of reading in Beiliang have not yet taken root, so they are going to give up halfway
Huang Chang is indeed a hard-headed person. The colder his heart is, the more he refuses to back down. He took a few steps forward and asked Xu Fengnian bluntly: "The king of Beiliang came here to ask the teacher to punish him? Is it to close the academy? Is it not allowed to go to the north?" Is it cool for a scholar to study?"
Xu Fengnian shook his head, glanced at the words, and calmly said: "I just wanted to take a look at it, and then I left. But now I feel relieved, the words on the wall are 'the most important thing to think about'. "
Xu Fengnian looked around and said with a smile: "I hope all scholars, think carefully, and only after thinking about it will your voice become louder. You and I encourage each other."
Xu Fengnian faced the great Confucianist who gave lectures, and lightly bowed to him, "This principle was taught by the master, and Xu Fengnian has been taught."
Xue Ji should have also wanted to get up quickly to return the salute, but for some reason, at that moment, this old Confucian student who was depressed in the Shangyin Academy abruptly put his butt back on the futon, straightened his waist, and endured the salute without saying a word. .
Long after the young king of Beiliang and Huang Chang, the cave master, left the library, Xue Ji remained motionless. The old man finally lowered his head and reached out to touch the ground outside the futon, "Who said that in the land of Beiliang, there are only generals on horseback and in armor?" Planting, can’t the seeds of reading come out?”
Facing the group of young scholars who have not been slowed down so far, Xue Ji raised his hand and pressed it down, with a high-spirited expression, "Sit down, all of you. I, Xue Ji, will talk about how to think at the end today. This is what a scholar of previous generations should think about!"