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Chapter 282 Buddha Light

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    The three great Confucians did not answer tacitly, but exchanged glances with each other.

    Seeing this, the dean Zhao Shou reached out to take the folded rice paper and unfolded it slowly. Then he fell into a long silence.

    Sensing Zhao Shou's abnormality, Zhang Shen tentatively asked, "Dean?"

    But the dean ignored him, murmured in a low voice, and fell into a certain emotion, which he couldn't get rid of temporarily.

    After a long while, Zhao Shou caressed his beard and smiled: "Good poem! I want to engrave this poem in the Yasheng Temple with my own hands, and make it a part of Yunlu Academy. In the future, future generations will look back on this history.  enough.

    "The three of you come to my Yaju to drink tonight, let's drink until dawn."

    The three great Confucians found it inconceivable that the dean, Zhao Shou, is the leader of Confucianism today, how could he lose his composure because of a poem.

    Even for such amazing masterpieces as "Dark Fragrance Floating Moon Dusk" and "Full Boat Full of Clear Dreams Pressing the Star River", the dean only praised them with a smile.

    "Look for yourselves!" Zhao Shou handed over the paper.

    Zhang Shen took it and watched it with the two great scholars. The expressions of the three of them froze suddenly, just like Zhao Shou before, immersed in a certain emotion, unable to get rid of it for a long time.

    "The road is difficult, the road is difficult, and there are many divergent roads. Today is safe. When the wind and the waves cleave, there will be times when the clouds and sails will be directly hung to help the sea." Li Mubai burst into tears suddenly, and said sadly:

    "This poem is about our Yunlu Academy."

    Zhang Shen and Chen Tai, two great scholars clenched their fists. They understood why the dean lost his temper. Li Mubai was right, this poem was written for Yunlu Academy.

    Looking back on the two hundred years since the establishment of Guozijian, Yunlu Academy has entered the darkest era in history.

    Stop the cup and throw the chopsticks to eat, draw the sword and look around in a daze!

    And these last two sentences are simply a stroke of genius, which made several great Confucian scholars feel proud and excited.

    The greatest charm of poetry is empathy, which completely hit the hearts of Zhao Shou and the three great Confucians.

    "Dean"

    Zhang Shen coughed, got rid of the turbulent emotions, and said in a low voice: "Xu Cijiu is my disciple, and I taught him through hard work."

    "Sincerely, you have worked hard, you have worked hard." Zhao Shou said comfortingly.

    "Cultivating talents for the academy, I, Zhang Jinyan, have a duty to do so, so why bother?" Zhang Shen said righteously:

    "However, I have a small request that I hope the dean can meet."

    Chen Tai and Li Mubai immediately became vigilant.

    Zhao Shouwen said: "What request?"

    "When you engrave poems with your own hands, remember to write a few small characters after the signature of resigning from the old: Master Zhang Shen, words with sincerity, people from Jingzhou."

    Before Zhao Shou could answer, Chen Tai and Li Mubai said first, "I object!"

    Zhang Shen was furious: "What do you care about the poems written by my students? It's your turn to object?"

    "Shit!"

    The two great Confucian scholars blew their beards and stared, and unceremoniously exposed it: "What level are your students? You have no idea? Who wrote your poem, do you dare to say that you don't know?"

    Of course Zhang Shen knew that Xu Cijiu was his student, and a teacher knew better than anyone else how much his students were.

    As for how Xu Cijiu guessed the right question, Zhang Shen's idea is that Xu Qi'an asked Wei Yuan for help.

    "?"

    A question mark flashed in Zhao Shou's heart, and he waved his hand to isolate the hearing of the students who reported the letter, and said in a deep voice, "What did you just say? Isn't this poem written by Xu Cijiu?"

    Chen Tai snorted: "Xu Cijiu is good at policy theory, and his poems are mediocre, how can he make such an inspiring masterpiece."

    Li Mubai continued: "It wasn't my student Xu Qi'an who did it."

    "When did you become your student again." Zhang Shen sneered and said, "That is also my student, so no matter how you write my name, it is correct."

    The three great Confucian scholars started to quarrel.

    Dean Zhao Shou listened to it for a while, and probably understood that this poem was not written by Xu Cijiu, but by his cousin who was praised by scholars as the chief poet.

    In this way, Xu Cijiu also cheated.

    "By the way, what does our Huiyuan rule?" Zhao Shou asked.

    Confucianism pays attention to character, and the higher the rank of the great Confucianism, the more attention is paid to the firmness of character. To put it bluntly, every great Confucianist has a very high personality.

    But this does not mean that all members of Confucianism are holy mother bitches, unless the "fate" of the holy mother bitch is established when setting up the fate, otherwise, the section can be lost.The pain stimulated his brain, and he gained a brief sobriety to fight against the "piousness" in his heart.

    He staggered and pushed away the soldiers who were looking around, grabbed the drum hammer, and beat it hard again and again.

    dong dong dong

    The dull drum sound spread all over the field, shaking the hearts of the guards and the people of Dongcheng

    "coming!"

    Xu Qi'an, who was raising his glass to toast, heard the ravings of Monk Shenshu in his mind.

    Here it comes, what's coming?

    He was taken aback for a moment, then immediately realized that the envoys from the Buddhist sect had arrived.

    ? Finally The Buddhist gates of the Western Regions have finally arrived in Beijing.

    They came for the Sangbo case, for the monk Shenshu.

    The visitor is not good.

    He has been in this world for more than half a year, and he is about to meet the eminent Buddhist monks of the Western Regions for the first time.

    The supervisor has blocked the sky for me, and the Buddhist monks should not be able to see through the existence of the monk Shenshu As the chief officer of Sangbo, I cannot avoid dealing with the monks  .I heard that Buddhism has all kinds of strange supernatural powers, such as "other minds". If this is the case, can they hear my thoughts?

    Xu Qi'an seemed to be facing a formidable enemy

    ps: No way, just looked at the character card, the little mare already has 6000+ refills?  Hey, don't be like this, if it surpasses the hero and heroine, how should I be at the beginning.

    This chapter is a little short, and I have to think about it carefully when I enter the next plot, although there is a detailed outline.

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