There is no city wall in Tianming Academy, only a vast, continuous palace with staggered heights.
Outside the academy, there are streets built around the academy, with shops and restaurants on both sides, as well as some residential courtyards.
Further outside, there are patches of fertile fields, orchards, ponds, and vegetable fields. On the edge of these fields, which are used to supply rice, fish, meat, fruits, and vegetables for the students of the academy and people near the academy, there is a strip of land that can accommodate a rack of rice.
The road on which carriages travel.
Within this road, there is no trace of the Taiyu star snake. But outside this road, the Taiyu star snake appears in groups, which is extremely terrifying.
It is said that this is a gift from the master of Tianming Academy.
Gongliang, Jingshu and others rode the black mammoth Dorje slowly towards the Destiny Academy. The pilgrimage road was lined with rice fields. When the breeze blew, the green immortal rice swayed with the wind, like ocean waves, with undulating waves, which was so beautiful.
Gongliang took a deep breath of the fragrance of the rice fields brought by the breeze. No matter what time, this smell is always unforgettable.
Although the Destiny Academy was in sight in the distance, he was not in a hurry, but continued to move forward leisurely as before.
On the edge of the green rice fields, figures of people working appeared from time to time, some with their families, and some children gathered at the edge of the fields to play and have fun. Some were holding enlightenment books and chanting loudly: "The Master said: '
Learning and practicing it over time is not a good thing! How wonderful it is to have friends from far away! If you don’t know something but don’t feel embarrassed, you are not a gentleman!”
The rice fields are connected one after another, and the people are also connected in waves. Children are also gathered together in groups.
Black Mammoth Dorje had just passed by the children who were gathering together to read the Analects of Confucius, when another childish voice came from in front of him:
"Young deer cringe, eating apples from the wild. I have guests who play the harp and the sheng."
I am a general who plays the sheng and drums and carries the basket. When people treat me well, they show me how to move around..."
"The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, and the universe is vast. The sun and the moon are waxing, and the stars and constellations are arranged. Cold comes and summer comes, autumn harvests and winter hides. The leap year is more than a year old, and the law of Lu adjusts the sun. The clouds bring rain, and the dew turns into frost. Gold produces beautiful water, and jade emerges.
Kungang..."
“The clouds are against the rain, the snow is against the wind, and the evening sunshine is against the clear sky.
The approaching geese are opposite to the departing geese, and the local birds are opposite to the singing insects.
Three-foot sword, six-jun bow, Lingbei versus Jiangdong..."
Duoji walked slowly, passing by piles of children who were shaking their heads and reading. I don't know if these guys were competing with each other. The sound of reading was coming and going, and each one's voice was louder than the other, as if they were afraid that others would not know.
It's just that when you look at them studying seriously, they don't look at other people at all. It doesn't look like them.
Gongliang suddenly felt that these children were quite interesting, and couldn't help but said to Mi Gu: "In the future, you have to study as hard as them. You see, they are only a little older and can read so well. You can't let them compete with you when you are so old."
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Migu was standing on Duoji's back curiously watching the child read, but he didn't expect the fire to burn him.
He quickly and solemnly said: "Dad, I study very seriously."
Yes! He would doze off when he got serious. He knew that his conscience was speechless and looked up to the sky.
Some people do have a talent for reading, but some people are not born to read. For example, the little guy is very good at playing and fighting, but if she is allowed to study, it will be a big deal for her. Fortunately, Gongliang does not ask too much.
More, as long as she can read and count, otherwise she will have a headache.
The children studying on both sides of the rice fields are not very old, about three, four or five years old. Some are even still nursing, but they can read the sounds clearly.
This made Gongliang have to sigh that it is indeed a holy place for Confucianism. Even these ordinary children can become wise early under the influence of literature.
After walking through the rice fields, the orchards, and the vegetable fields, we soon arrived outside the Destiny Academy.
Outside the academy are clean and tidy streets, lined with orderly shops. As you look around, you can see people walking around on the streets. There are humans from the heavenly realm, aliens from the stars, monsters, gods with different human appearances, and all kinds of things.
There are all kinds of people, and they hang out in wine shops and restaurants.
It's just that everyone is very polite and polite when shopping. Even if there is a small conflict, it is resolved with a smile, unlike other places where there is a mess.
When they arrived at the place, Gongliang let the black mammoth Duoji move freely, while he took Jingshu and the others to the street.
Tianming Academy is a sacred place for Confucianism, so naturally there are many Confucians there, and most of the things sold in the shops are related to this aspect, such as pens, inks, paper, inkstones, books, scrolls, etc. Yanshu once studied calligraphy and painting under Miaodao Xianzong, and also
After practicing Haoran Zhengqi, he opened up the Wen Palace. After practicing for so many years, his calligraphy has already been perfected, and he is for everyone.
Unfortunately, it has never been revealed to others, so no one knows.
Now that we are here, how can we not buy something for her?
So Gongliang took Jingshu and others to the shop. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the surrounding walls. Some of those words were vigorous and powerful, some were soft and graceful, and some were arrogant and unruly;
Some of those paintings are landscapes, some are figures, some are flowers and birds, some are fish and insects, there are all kinds of paintings, but without exception, each one is full of form and spirit, making it unforgettable.
Yuan Gungun is not interested in these things and doesn't even look at them.
Migu lay quietly in Daddy's arms, obediently, because she had a headache when she saw the words, it hurt very much.
Yushu was not interested in it, but Jingshu took a second look. Yanshu was a little crazy. After just one glance, she fell into the beautiful artistic conception in the calligraphy and painting.
Gongliang shook his head repeatedly and ignored her. He walked directly to the counter of the store and asked an old man: "Shopkeeper, I want to buy some pens, inks, paper, inkstones and ink pads. Do you have anything to recommend?"
"Is that little girl going to use it?" The old man gestured to Yanshu.
Gongliang was surprised how he could see it, but he still said: "Yes."
The old man turned around and grabbed a few things from behind, put them on the counter, and said: "The little girl has not entered the fairyland, so there is no need to buy too good things. These are pens, inks, paper and inkstones from the fairyland, just right for practice. Others,
Just wait until you enter the fairyland to buy them again. By then, if these things are not used, our store can recycle them, but the price will be a little lower than when you bought them."
This store is really good at doing business!
Gongliang couldn't help but look at the old man a few times, but he didn't expect that he looked like a learned Confucian scholar and was so sophisticated in doing business.
"Has the little girl ever become a disciple?" the old man asked again.
"No." Gong Liang shook his head. He didn't lie. After arriving in the heaven, Yan Shu had indeed never been a disciple.
"The old man will recommend someone to you. Mr. Dong Gong, who specializes in teaching women in Tianming Academy, is good. Look at the words at the back, it was written by Mr. Dong Gong." The old man pointed to the back and said.
Gongliang turned around and looked around, and saw a picture of characters written in hairpin flowers hanging on the wall.
"The astringency is all gone, it is round and ripe. At the same time, there are two wonderful autumn lake tunes. A Huancai composed the fragrance of lychees, and picked the apples and pearls of dendrobium.
The orchid juice returns late, and the ice jade is picked. The flavor of narcissus is suitable for a new bath. The smoke of Nagisa is deep after a longing for the night, and the short grasshopper is fine and the silken silk is green."
Gong Liang doesn't know what this poem is about, but the words are really amazing. The words are in small regular script with hairpin flowers, and they are stroked and stroked, revealing a soft and graceful grace, like a hibiscus lowering its head and a fairy playing shadow;
Like red lotus reflecting water, green reflecting floating clouds.
Yanshu on the side has already been fascinated by it.
"The calligraphy is good." Gongliang nodded in approval.
"It's not your fault." The old man puffed his beard and glared.