Chapter 135: The study day, the world's three idiots
Chapter 135: A small day in the study, three idiots in the world
"It's a pity that there are only five words, which always seem a bit unsatisfying." His Majesty the Emperor held his wife's hand and said with emotion, with a look of regret on his face, "And others dare not say it in front of me. Don't you know yet?
If you want to talk about the level of appreciation and analysis... I still have it, but when it comes to the skill of sketching and copying, I am really a little annoyed."
"I tried it with the double hook method last night and found that I couldn't copy the five-character charm." The queen smiled and suggested: "If your majesty really likes it, why not let the ministers in the court who are good at calligraphy try it."
The emperor patted the back of her hand, laughed heartily a few times, shook his head and said: "It seems that you understand my feelings. I had forced those old guys to stay after the court meeting. At this time
While they were locked up in the imperial study room copying, I told them that no matter whether the granddaughter turns one year old or is married to a daughter-in-law, if the first five words cannot be drawn up out of thin air, I will not be willing to let them go."
In order to "flowers bloom on the other side of the sky", the imperial palace of the Tang Dynasty had a lot of fun and helplessness. However, no matter how much the emperor loved this book, it was just a leisurely fun after all. In order to avoid being nagged by those censors, the emperor
Your Majesty did not use the official organs of the imperial court, but sent personnel from the palace to quietly search for him in Chang'an City. He also informed some of his close ministers and ordered them to help inquire among the people.
Several months have passed, and the most famous calligraphy and painting shops in Chang'an City have been searched. The most famous calligraphers of the Tang Dynasty have been summoned to the palace to inquire quietly, but they still can't find the mysterious calligrapher, even those countless disciples.
The famous calligrapher couldn't even understand the style of these five characters.
The main reason for the current situation is people's mindset.
From the emperor of the Tang Dynasty to the veterans of the court who were tricked into copying in the imperial study, to the great calligraphers among the people, from the first moment they saw the scroll, they were attracted by the round and sophisticated use of the pen and the straightness of the calligraphy.
The broad structure, the charming and proud ink strokes, and the smart and elegant charm made people gasp in admiration. In their opinion, this mysterious calligrapher must be a reclusive master who has been immersed in calligraphy for decades.
Even if such figures with miraculous skills in ink scrolling are hidden among the people, they must be practicing silently in the bookshops of aristocratic families that have been passed down for hundreds of years, and it is impossible to set up stalls and sell calligraphy on the streets.
It is precisely because of such preconceived ideas that no one wants to go to Xiangfang to ask the poor calligraphy scholars, and no one wants to go to the ordinary people's alleys to ask if there are any newly opened calligraphy and painting shops. Naturally, no one can
Connect the calligraphy that caused the commotion in the imperial study room with the unknown old pen studio in Alley 47.
One day, several tourists from the River Country, after visiting the imperial palace in Chang'an City from afar, walked around the short street to Lin 47 Lane in the East City, and casually walked into the very ordinary-looking calligraphy and painting shop at the entrance of the lane.
They put their hands behind their backs and looked at the ordinary books hanging on the wall. They couldn't help but frown and shake their heads. When they saw a certain painting in the nave, their eyes suddenly lit up and they exclaimed: "In Chang'an of the Tang Dynasty, there are indeed hidden dragons and crouching tigers. There is a small family on the street."
A very good ink scroll can be hidden in a bookstore... Then little girl, is your boss here?"
Sang Sang was holding a bowl of shredded chicken noodles and eating deliciously. When she heard someone shouting, she raised her dark little face and replied with a smile: "The boss is not here. If you want to ask about the price, this painting is worth three thousand gold.
The price is the same.”
An ordinary nave painting is worth three thousand gold, and it was specifically stated that the price would not exceed two thousand gold. What kind of style is this? This must be the style of the ink scrolls left by Mr. King of the Great River Kingdom in his heyday! The tourists from the Great River Kingdom heard this
Startled for a moment, he laughed angrily and didn't bother to say anything else, so he just left behind and walked away.
"They say Chang'an people are generous, hospitable and hospitable... I think this Chang'an person is crazy because of his poverty!"
As someone and a certain maid have more and more banknotes in their waists, someone's ink rolls are selling more and more expensively, until they are so expensive that there is no reason. These days, you can often see it in Laobi Zhai
The shocked and speechless expressions of the guests can often be heard, and you can often hear the denunciation of the guests before they leave angrily.
Sang Sang was so familiar with this scene that she was even a little numb. She lowered her head and continued to eat chicken noodles. Now she finally understood that although one bowl of chicken noodles can buy six bowls of hot and sour noodle soup, the noodles were covered in oil.
The chicken soup is really fragrant.
Ning Que was playing with two smooth silver balls made of silver ingots in his hands. He came out of the back house and leaned at the door of the shop like a second-generation ancestor. He looked at the backs of the customers in the middle of the alley in the distance, completely unaware.
He lowered the awareness of the quality of the people in Chang'an and said mockingly: "If you can't afford it, don't ask the price, Sangsang... close the door and serve hot pot!"
Spring has passed, autumn has come and winter has come, and it is already the deep winter of the thirteenth year of the Tang Dynasty. It has been almost a year since Ning Que and Sang Sang came to Chang'an City.
During these days, he was studying in the academy and was deliberately forgotten by his classmates. He became quiet and had more time to practice and chat with Chen Pipi. Sangsang stayed in Lin 47 Lane every day to watch over the business, which was getting worse and worse.
Ning Que would occasionally go to the princess's mansion at Li Yu's invitation, and the two became more and more familiar with each other. As for the growing friendship between Her Royal Highness the Princess and the little maid, Ning Que never thought about it, and finally just
It can be attributed to the fact that they fell in love with each other.
After eating a delicious hot pot, luxuriously cooking four plates of freshly cut mutton, and heating his feet, Ning Que got into the bed comfortably, listened to the whistling wind between the windows, and rubbed his slightly cold feet.
Face, said angrily: "It hasn't snowed yet, why is the weather so cold? Chang'an City has a hard time in the summer? Who made this irresponsible conclusion?"
Sangsang smiled, took off his coat and got into the bed at the other end, rubbed his little hands that were covered in ice-red laundry water, and said, "Young master, just be content. Our life now is much better than when we were in Weicheng."
Already."
This is a very sincere comment. Nowadays, the master and servant have more than 10,000 taels of silver notes hidden under their beds, and they also receive a large dividend every month from the gambling house in Xicheng. They use the subtext deep in their hearts to say
Said, that is: we are too short of money now, too rich, too damn rich...
Now that we have so much money, we must use it to improve our lives. Although the master and servant are still frugal, it is always easy to transition from frugality to luxury. Hot and sour noodles have been replaced with chicken noodles in the original soup, and pickles and porridge have become
They cooked mutton, it was so cold a few days ago that they even built a new kang in the house. Now they are burning silver charcoal, drinking new tea, and the house is as warm as spring. Compared with the life of more than ten years ago,
These days are simply wonderful and unlike the human world.
Ning Que complained about the dry and cold winter in Chang'an City, which was just talk.
Now I can finally see the mysterious world of cultivation. I can control the vitality of heaven and earth with the power of my mind, spin the silver ball in my hand, and lift the paper on the table at will. Well, although the power of my mind that can be exported outside the body is too weak,
The energy of heaven and earth that could be controlled was too thin, so the pieces of paper flew more chaotically than feathers, and the silver ball spun slower than Chen Pipi, but he really couldn't find anything to be dissatisfied with.
The north wind outside the window was getting stronger, and the night passed silently. When I woke up the next morning, I saw endless white snow covering the streets and alleys of Chang'an City, palace buildings, and trees covered with silver makeup quietly poked out of the streets and looked at pedestrians.
Ning Que put on a coat and stood side by side with Sangsang at the door of Laobi Zhai. Looking at this beautiful scenery, thinking about his experiences and life in the past year, he actually saw the snow that he was tired of seeing in Weicheng.
I saw a new meaning.
"This is such a good day." He praised with satisfaction.
Sang Sang smiled and nodded beside him.
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Living quietly and beautifully in the city of Chang'an, without the blood of revenge, without the depression of hard work, living back and forth between one person's academy and two people's old pen studio, the master and servant gradually grew up, and then gradually were
People around me forget about it and just disappear willingly into these beautiful little days.
She was doing needlework and washing dishes, and he was writing books and looking at the books he had copied from his old home. In this seemingly monotonous repetition, the hour hand began to turn again, and time slipped away slowly. The Winter Solstice, New Year, and the Festival of Lights were bustling with activity.
The mutton-boiled hot tea and ink slipped away in the tranquility, and in a blink of an eye it was another spring in the fourteenth year of the Apocalypse.
Another year of spring has arrived, catkins are flying all over the sky, and the plump figures of Chang'an women who have been restrained by cotton-padded jackets and furs for a whole winter finally have a chance to breathe, looking at those who are shivering in the cold and chilly early spring wind but want to open their bodies.
Ning Que, who opened the curtains all the way to the academy with his fair and tender breasts exposed, went to the academy with a heart full of appreciation and gratitude.
After nodding and greeting Situ Yilan, who was sitting in the front row, he walked to his desk at the back. No other classmates would chat with him, and no one would even look at him twice. In response to this kind of disregard and indifference, he
I was already used to it and didn't care. After sitting down, I took out the etiquette lesson plan and started reviewing it.
This morning is the Etiquette Department. The Etiquette Department in the Bing Room of the Academy is Cao Zhifeng, associate professor of Etiquette. He is also the great master of the Dongxuan Realm of Yan State who beat the general’s grandson Chu Zhongtian into a pig’s head on the opening day of the academy. For such a person
He was senior, famous, ruthless, and taught the children of the Tang Dynasty profoundly. No one dared to neglect him.
The bell rang quietly, and Associate Professor Cao Zhifeng walked in slowly. What made everyone in Bingshe feel a little strange was that today, Mr. Cao Zhifeng changed from his usual cold and serious look, and there was a hint of happiness hidden in his old eyebrows.
What happened next was even more unimaginable.
Associate Professor Cao Zhifeng watched the students in the audience ponder for a moment. Just when they thought he would put down the heavy books under his arms and start his routine criticism, they saw him cough twice, stretch out the five fingers of his right hand and put it in the air with care.
After playing a few false balls, he said seriously: "The vitality of heaven and earth has changed today, so it is not appropriate to go to class or end school."
After saying these words, Associate Professor Cao Zhifeng turned around and left the study without hesitation, leaving behind a room full of shocked and speechless students with their mouths open, and then a sudden burst of discussion.
"What's wrong? Professor him...what's wrong with him?"
"Is he sick?"
"When you are sick, you ask for sick leave from the academy. How do you do this? What does it mean that the vitality of heaven and earth has changed today? The vitality of heaven and earth is changing all the time, and it didn't just suddenly start to change today!"
"Damn, this is a really cruel move. Could it be that we can use this move even if we don't want to go to class in the future?"
Chu Youxian bumped Ning Que's shoulder lightly and said in disbelief: "What kind of madness did Lao Cao suffer from today?"
"How did I know?" Ning Que was also extremely puzzled. However, it was better for him not to go to class. He could have more time to relax. He looked at the etiquette lesson plan just spread out on the desk and thought that he would have known better.
So why did I bother to organize it last night? I shook my head and started to organize the books, preparing to leave.
At this moment, someone in front of the library said, "Didn't you see the joy that could not be concealed on Professor Cao's face just now? That's because a big shot is coming to Chang'an City today, and the professor is in a hurry to go out of the city to meet him.
That’s why I made such a boring excuse.”
"What kind of big shot would make Lao Cao so excited? I remember that on the last winter solstice, the Minister of Rites came to give condolence money to the teachers, three hundred taels of silver! Master Shangshu! Lao Cao is still as sullen as the Emperor of Yan is dead.
"
"People who have broken the country will inevitably have some resentment. What you said is too unkind." The student in front said with a smile: "As for who the big shot is today and why Professor Cao is so excited, it actually has something to do with these things.
Regarding the relationship, you must know that although Professor Cao is a senior teacher in the academy, you should not forget that he is a Yan native first."
"What do you mean?"
"The big shot coming to Chang'an City today is Prince Longqing of Yan State. How could Professor Cao not be excited?"
"Who believes this? If you are thinking about your homeland and want to see the royal family of your homeland, you will get excited and lose your temper. Prince Yan has been a guest in Chang'an City. Why doesn't he see Lao Cao going to the city every day to pay his respects?"
"Ignorant stuff."
Chu You listened closely to the argument in front, and leaned next to Ning Que and taunted in a low voice: "Prince Yan is just a hostage, how can he be compared with Prince Longqing? You must know that for the Yan people, hundreds of people were suppressed by our Tang Dynasty.
Years ago, I had already regarded Prince Longqing as my last hope for revival. How could Lao Cao not get excited and lose his temper when he knew he was coming?"
"Prince Longqing?" Ning Que asked curiously, "Is he the brother of Prince Yan?"
"Brother."
Ning Que frowned and said, "Then why do the people of Yan place their hopes for the revival of the Yan Kingdom on this...Prince Longqing? Even if Emperor Yan dies in the future, the one who succeeds should be Prince Yan."
"That's the problem. As far as I know, most people in the Yan Kingdom don't agree with Prince Yan's succession, but think that Prince Longqing should succeed... Many people think that Prince Longqing is an unparalleled genius.
."
Hearing the words "unparalleled genius," Ning Que's frown relaxed. While sorting out the books, he said with a smile: "This is also a genius, and that is also a genius. I have been in Chang'an City for less than a year, and I am really tired of hearing it.
With these two words, if genius really comes from nowhere, there may not necessarily be too many that emerged during the Tianqi years."
"Wow..." Chu Youxian looked at him and said jokingly: "I usually see you being silent and calm, and I thought you didn't care about the incident that day or the attitude of your classmates towards you. I didn't expect you to still remember it. Thank you Xie Chengyun.
Those geniuses are very dismissive, but you have to understand that Prince Longqing is not Xie Chengyun."
Ning Que stopped what he was doing and looked at him, waiting to hear what was going on.
"Prince Longqing, that is a real genius." Chu Youxian said seriously.
"You are really talking nonsense." Ning Que said angrily, and then he was slightly startled when he heard the discussion coming from the front.
The four words "Prince Longqing" triggered many exclamations full of shock and admiration in the study room, and then there was a lot of discussion. There are very few people like Ning Que who have lived in the frontier for a long time and have never heard of this name at all.
However, there are still some people who have the same doubts as him. What kind of person is Prince Longqing, who can make the Yan people invest their hope in the rejuvenation of their country and country, and can make people like Professor Cao Zhifeng get so excited and lose their temper?
"Although he is the prince of the Yan Kingdom, after his brother was sent to Chang'an City as a hostage, he was sent by the royal family of the Yan Kingdom to travel and study in various countries in the world. He lived in the Yuelun Kingdom, the Dahe Kingdom and the Southern Jin Dynasty for several months respectively, and then entered
I studied at the Tianyu Academy of Haotian Dao Sect in Xiling Divine Kingdom, and became the number one in my first year of admission."
If we say that the oldest, most prestigious, and most respected academy in the world is undoubtedly the academy in the south of Chang'an City, but in addition, various countries also have their own well-known academies. The Heavenly Mandate Academy of the Xiling Kingdom is led by the priest
They personally teach, and they are considered the best. It is extraordinary to be able to come out on top in a place like this. However, this alone does not explain much, at least it cannot deter these proud students in the academy.
"In the third year after Prince Longqing entered Tianyuyuan, he followed his classmates and teachers to preach in various places. In the fall of that year at Lanke Temple in Washan, the teachers at Tianyuyuan argued with the great Buddhist masters and retreated. Prince Longqing stood up and walked forward with a smile.
, argued with the seven disciples of the Buddha for three days and three nights, winning seven games in a row, which even made the chief disciple of Lanke Temple vomit blood and fall to the ground. Finally, he provoked the reclusive elder of Lanke Temple to ring the bell, so he smiled, shut up, picked up flowers and returned home.
The elder of Xi Lanke Temple praised him for his profound knowledge and unparalleled eloquence. If he can enter Buddhism, he will be able to understand the wonderful meanings in just ten years and be led to unstoppable places."
"How could the Xiling Temple allow the Buddha Sect to snatch away its most favored disciple? In the fourth year after Prince Longqing entered the Tianyu Academy, Headmaster Haotian condescended to accept him as his direct disciple, and even asked him to start learning how to handle the affairs of the Judgment Department of the temple.
... Now I heard that Prince Longqing is only one step away from entering the realm of knowing his destiny. He is highly regarded by the Haotian Dao Sect and is already the second-ranking figure in the Adjudication Department. He is responsible for guarding the heretical evil spirits and has extremely powerful authority."
"The number two figure in the Judgment Department of the Temple?" A student took a breath of air and said, "Such a big shot can't make any waves in the Tang Dynasty, but if it were to be in the Southern Jin Dynasty and the great river countries, even the emperor would not dare to do anything.
If he disobeys his wishes, then why did he come to Tang Dynasty and Chang'an?"
"Because Prince Longqing... wants to study in our academy."
"Entering the academy? Will such a big shot come to be our classmates?"
"What you are thinking is very beautiful. Such a big man has been studying in the Tianyu Academy for many years, and now he is an important figure in the Xiling Temple. How can he be a classmate with you and me? His purpose of entering the academy is of course to enter the second floor.
"
"He came to Chang'an City this time. In addition to continuing his studies on the second floor, there is another important reason. That is to take over his brother, Prince Yan, as a hostage. Emperor Yan is getting old and his health is declining. No one knows what happened.
He will pass away at this time. His Majesty, the Emperor, attaches great importance to filial piety and agrees with Prince Yan to return to the country to serve his relatives, but requires that the Yan State must be replaced by a royal family member of sufficient weight. After thinking about it, besides Prince Longqing, who else is qualified?"
"The Xiling Temple has trained Prince Longqing for many years, and facts have proven that this person's talents are indeed extremely outstanding. The people of the Yan State value his talents and their close relationship with the Xiling Temple. They regard him as the hope for the rejuvenation of the Yan State. In their eyes,
, this prince is probably much more important than the prince who has been a hostage in Chang'an City for many years. So what I don't understand is why the Yan people actually agreed to my request from the Tang Dynasty this time."
Through the introduction and mutual complementation of the more than ten classmates from well-known families, the academy students gradually had a clear picture in their minds: the young royal family members in their youth, the young practitioners who are about to enter their destiny, and bear the hope of the rejuvenation of the Yan people.
An important training target of Xiling Temple, who else can be such a person if they are not destined talents?
Thinking of the elegant demeanor of Prince Longqing from afar, the equally young and proud students in the study couldn't help but have extremely complicated emotions in their hearts. Some were envious, envious, admirable, and a little unwilling. However, this unwillingness was in front of the other party's dazzling history and name.
It really has no power at all.
The bookstore became strangely quiet for a while. Chu Youxian looked at his classmates and smiled and said: "You have forgotten to mention the most famous thing about Prince Longqing... You must know that this prince is extremely handsome.
, some people even use the word "beautiful" to describe him. In addition, he has poetry and books in his belly and has a gorgeous temperament. When he first entered the Moon Lun Kingdom when he was still a young man, he attracted countless young girls from the Moon Lun Kingdom to watch him in the street. Hearing about that day, the Moon Lun Kingdom did not know.
How many pairs of embroidered shoes have been trampled to pieces, how many girls’ voices have been broken by shouting, and how many pairs of eyes have been made red by crying.”
This is a very famous anecdote. The students in the study room will naturally know it. However, most of the people who talked about it before were young men. How could they be willing to mention this paragraph? When Chu Youxian said this, he sat in the study room.
The girls in the front row suddenly thought of this rumor, and their young and innocent faces suddenly glowed. Even Miss Gao, who had been a bit depressed in recent days, opened her eyes wide and the corners of her lips raised slightly unconsciously.
"I'm telling you, sisters, no matter how crazy you are, it's too late."
What Chu Youxian is best at is stabbing him once and then adding another. He looked at the girls with a smile and said: "Prince Longqing has already made an appointment to marry Princess Lu Chenjia of the Yuelun Kingdom, who is also the most famous one in the world.
Nymphomaniac. When Prince Longqing was studying Buddhism in Yuelun Kingdom, he fell in love with Princess Luchenjia at first sight. Later, the princess went all the way to study at Tianyu Academy just to get along with Prince Longqing day and night. How can you have a chance? People in the world.
Everyone knows that Lu Chenjia cherishes flowers like a fool, and you are no match for such a nymphomaniac."
The girls in the study suddenly became a little calm after hearing this, but how could they still argue with Chu Shixian's remarks at this time? They had no choice but to purse their lips and lower their heads. Situ Yilan saw the expressions of his female companions,
I couldn't help but frown and talk about other topics, which diluted the childlike mood in the study room.
Lu Chenjiana, the nymphomaniac of the Moonland Kingdom, is a famous beauty in the world. In addition, there are two women in the world who have been compared to her by busy people. One of them is a female disciple of the Great Book Sage of the Great River King. It is said that
She is extremely quiet and virtuous, and loves calligraphy by nature, so she is called a bookworm. There is also a female disciple with a mysterious identity in Xiling Tianyu Academy. It is said that the girl is born with unparalleled charm, but she is devoted to the Taoism. Apart from practicing, she has no other choice.
Without distracting thoughts, one is called Daoist Idiot.
"Speaking of which, all nymphomaniacs and bookworms know the origin of their names. That Taoist beauty has always been extremely mysterious. The world only knows that there is such a beauty in the Xiling Divine Kingdom, but they don't know her name or where she is now."
Situ Yilan listened to the curious discussion of her classmates. After hesitating for a moment, she said: "It is true that not many people know the name of that Taoist beauty, but I heard that she is now... the number one person in the Judgment Department of the temple."