Calculations and interests are very common phenomena no matter when, where or in which circle. This is a perfect explanation. Where there are people, there will be rivers and lakes. Where there are rivers and lakes, there will be disputes. Jianghu is not
Fighting and killing are all about human nature!
There are stars in the sky late at night, and the breeze is cool, making people feel relaxed and happy.
Xingqingfang.
A majestic building complex is under the cover of night. Although it is late at night, there are many people coming in and out, and young faces are full of confidence.
"Have you heard? Mr. Jiang returned to Zhaoyan Academy today. It is very different from the past. The bell of the academy rang because Mr. Jiang ordered it to be rung."
"I heard that if you knock nine times in a row, all the great scholars in the academy will gather together. What kind of thing can make Mr. Jiang use this privilege?"
"Could it be that I, Zhaoyan Academy, opened a painting boat at Wangyou Lake and found excellent poems? But even if it were like this, it would not bring together the great scholars in the academy."
"I heard that a few days ago, our Zhaoyan Courtyard Painting Boat produced a masterpiece that made Mr. Jiang leave and come back. There was one sentence in it, "Look up to the sky and go out laughing. How can we be Penghao people!"
"I also know about this. It's a pity that as disciples of Zhaoyan Academy, I can only go to other academies to hold painting boats. Otherwise, I really want to go and have a look..."
Many students entering and leaving Zhaoyan Academy gathered in small groups and chatted about what happened today. Many people looked at the tall buildings in the distance.
Under the night sky, there are bright lights hanging on the tall buildings, swaying in the wind.
On the top floor of the pavilion, Jiang Zhongzi stood with his hands behind his hands, overlooking all parts of Zhaoyan Courtyard. The red robe he put on was fluttering in the breeze.
"Gentlemen, aren't you curious as to why I am ringing the Nine Bells?" Jiang Zhongzi lifted his robe sleeves, turned to look at the dozen or so people sitting there, and showed a rare smile.
"How could you not be curious?"
An old man in white robe shook his head with a smile, and opened and closed the bamboo fan he held, "It has been more than ten years since I took office as the head teacher, right? Not to mention anything else, just to make Jiang Tie smile, this
They are extremely rare, and I was just wondering what could have happened to make Jiang Zhongzi like this."
"indeed."
The middle-aged man sitting next to him followed closely and said: "Since the Jiulian bell rang, we gathered in Fenghai Pavilion from all over the place, and you maintained this posture. This is not common. I was just thinking about it.
, could it be that something happened to Wangyou Lake Shi?"
Jiang Zhongzi smiled even brighter after listening to what the Headmaster Su An and the Chancellor Gu Zi'ao said. This scene made the other worshipers and scholars look surprised after seeing this.
If this happened to others, they would never be so curious, but when it happened to Jiang Zhongzi, everything became unusual.
"I want to determine the winner of Zhaoyan Academy's primary election!!"
One word stirs up a thousand waves.
Su An, Gu Zi'ao and the others all changed their expressions after hearing this. Jiang Zhongzi was still the same Jiang Zhongzi. He did whatever he wanted.
"No! I have made this clear before. The Wangyou Lake Poetry Society is not just a matter of the seven academies. There are many things involved behind it. There is still some time before the final selection. How can we, Zhaoyan Academy, choose the leader in advance?
Kui!"
"What happened to make you make such a decision?"
"Jiang Tiemian, I talked about this matter with Brother Zheng earlier. I asked you to take charge of the Wangyou Lake Poetry Club. There will definitely be some troubles. As expected, just now, you can't stand it any longer. Tell me, what exactly is going on?
Who could make you like this?"
"As the leader of the primary election, I, the Zhaoyan Academy, want to be the first to make it clear. Do you know what kind of commotion it will cause? Because of the Wangyouhu Cultural Society, many scholars from all over the world have gathered in Xanadu. We don't dare to be so hasty about this matter."
"Although I, Zhaoyan Academy, value doing nothing, and as the headmaster, I should not interfere too much, but this matter is extraordinary. If Zhaoyan Academy does not follow the rules, what will other academies think?"
The group of leaders, chief ministers, ministers, and scholars of Fenghai Pavilion all expressed their own opinions on the idea proposed by Jiang Zhongzi, and they rejected the matter in every word.
Nothing else.
The much-anticipated Wangyou Lake Poetry Contest involves too many things, so much so that people like them must consider the consequences, otherwise it will have an impact on Zhaoyan Academy!
"Ha ha……"
Hearty laughter sounded on the top floor of Fenghai Pavilion.
Jiang Zhongzi laughed so hard that tears flowed out.
"Gentlemen, when did you become so timid?" Jiang Zhongzi lifted his robe and sat down. His bright and sharp eyes scanned the people in front of him, and his tone was sonorous and powerful, "If in the beginning, it would have been
If you knew this, would you still have entered Zhaoyan Courtyard in the first place?!"
The atmosphere in Fenghai Pavilion became subtle.
People like Su An, Gu Zi'ao, you look at me, I look at you, showing different expressions.
"Jiang Tiemian, if you want to choose the leader of the primary election, can you also tell us what kind of person can make you make such a decision?"
In Su'an, when Gu Zi'ao was silent, the old man in a blue shirt and long robe looked at Jiang Zhongzi with a smile and spread his hands: "You can't even know what you are calling, and we don't know. You are too overbearing."
!”
"A weirdo."
Facing the gazes, Jiang Zhongzi smiled half-heartedly and said, "He is also a genius!"
"What kind of weirdo?"
Su An became interested and pointed at Jiang Zhongzi, "What about the genius?"
The more Jiang Zhongzi said this, the more people's interest was aroused.
"I, Jiang Zhongzi, grew up in the countryside. I became famous at a young age and was named in the Youth Gold List. I lived for decades, but found that my life was in vain."
Jiang Zhongzi shook his head with a smile, stood up sadly, and walked forward slowly, as if mocking himself, as if talking to himself. A few crosses summarized his life.
Seeing this, Su An, Gu Zi'ao and his entourage stood up one after another. Jiang Zhongzi seemed to be very different tonight from before.
The breeze came slowly, blowing the red robe worn by Jiang Zhongzi.
When everyone was doubting, a magnetic voice, accompanied by the breeze, sounded in Fenghai Pavilion.
"When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine.
I don’t know what year it is today in the palace in the sky.
I want to ride the wind back home, but I'm afraid it's too cold in the high places.
Dance and figure out the shadow, how does it seem to be in the human world?
Turn around the Zhu Pavilion and look down at the Qihu. The light will make you sleepless.
There shouldn't be any hatred, so what's the point of being reunited when we say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, partings and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is a difficult thing to do in ancient times.
I hope that we will live forever and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles apart."
The sound stopped and the wind stopped, the full moon hung high in the night sky, Fenghai Pavilion was so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard clearly.
"Who did this?"
Su An was excited. He looked at Jiang Zhongzi's back, his eyes slightly opened and asked, "What does this word mean?"
"Chu Ling, the Ling who towers over the valleys and into the sky!"
Jiang Zhongzi tossed his robe and turned around, slightly raising his chin and saying.
"Is that... the Chu Ling who opened the boat at Wangyou Lake and made you come back again and again?"
Gu Zi'ao followed closely and said: "Look up to the sky and laugh loudly and go out. How can we be from Penghao? This poem..."
"Exactly this person."
Jiang Zhongzi raised his lips slightly and said: "This man's talent is beyond imagination. As you all know, in addition to this poem, I also have poems here."
"Is it also done by Chu Ling?"
The old man in blue shirt said in shock.
"good."
Jiang Zhongzi laughed and said: "One day the great roc rises with the wind and soars up to ninety thousand miles. If the wind stops and comes down, it can still win over the Cangming water. When people see me, they all sneer when they hear my great words. Xuanfu can still do it.
If you are afraid of future generations, your husband should not be young."
"!!!"
When Su An, Gu Zi'ao and the others heard this poem, their hearts were filled with confusion. The two poems were actually written by the same person.
"The next generation is to be feared, the next generation is to be feared!"
The old man in blue shirt exclaimed: "For many years, I have never been as excited as I am tonight. The Wangyou Lake Poetry Contest can attract such great talents. This is our great luck at Zhaoyan Academy!"
"I didn't want to participate in the Wangyou Lake Poetry Festival."
Jiang Zhongzi said with a slight smile.
What?!
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of Su An, Gu Zi'ao and others changed, which was even richer than when Jiang Zhongzi stated that he wanted to choose the leader of the primary election.
"How is this possible?"
Gu Ziao widened his eyes and said, "If Chu Ling didn't want to participate in the Wangyou Lake Poetry Meeting, then why did he submit two poems to the opening ceremony of our Zhaoyan Academy?"
"What the hell is going on?"
Su An frowned.
"The whole story is a bit complicated. You will know it in the future."
Jiang Zhongzi lifted up the sleeves of his robe and said with an arrogant expression: "Tonight, I will call the leader of Zhaoyan Academy's primary election. He will be chosen Chu Ling and send it to Shangdu. Who agrees and who opposes?"
It was extremely quiet in Fenghai Pavilion, and everyone standing there was silent. However, before it was time to have a cup of tea, nine bells rang out again from Fenghai Pavilion. This sound caused ripples everywhere in Zhaoyan Court. Fenghai Pavilion
The ringing of the nine bells means that the masters of the courtyard, the rulers of the courtyard, the worshipers, and the great scholars all agree to pass something. However, Zhaoyan Academy has not rang the nine bells in Fenghai Pavilion for several years. For a time, Zhaoyan