Confucianism is supreme? I am reciting Tang poems in another world!

Bai Ye continued: "Junior Brother Ci, you are attending the Five Academy Tea Party for the Talent Banquet. I think with your talent, you will definitely win the championship."

"Brother Bai, you think too highly of me." Ci Song said hurriedly.

"No, no, no, I admire your talent. What's more, this is the result of the joint discussion between the dean and Mr. Ning. They said that if you can't win the championship, then we may not be able to do it either."

"Brother Bai, you think too highly of me. The talent of any one of you is not worse than mine." Ci Song waved his hand.

Hearing this, Bai Ye stopped and looked at Ci Song seriously, saying, "Junior Brother Ci, I know you are humble and have no airs towards others, which is your advantage."

"But I hope that at the tea party of the five academies in half a month, you can put aside your humility temporarily and show your arrogant side to the other three academies and Confucius Academy."

Hearing this, Ci Song was a little confused, "Brother Bai, why is this? Does our Yansheng Academy have a grudge against them?"

Bai Ye nodded deeply and said, "Junior Brother Ci, you think too simply. It has been three thousand years since Confucius ascended to heaven. The original close relationship between the five academies has long been wiped out by time. In the final analysis, it is nothing more than one word: profit."

"Confucius Academy is still okay, and it is still connected with the other four academies, but we are The relationship between his four colleges can be described as "appearance and spirit". Each college has its own plan, and everyone is on guard against each other. "

Bai Ye looked up at the starry sky and continued: "The Five Colleges Tea Party is a stage for the major colleges to show their strength. To put it bluntly, it is a war without gunpowder. Our relationship with other colleges is already tense. If we can defeat the students of other colleges in this tea party, then the reputation of Yansheng College will definitely be raised to a higher level. "

"So, I will let you show your arrogance in the tea party. If you can win the championship in the Talent Feast, and even beat the students of other colleges, then we can wash away the humiliating title of our Xiumu College. "

"Xiumu College?" Ci Song didn't quite understand this title.

"Our Yansheng Academy is the only academy that is open to the world and accepts scholars from all over the world. In the eyes of our Yansheng Academy, such behavior is to implement the way of Confucius as a teacher, that is, 'teaching without distinction'."

"But in the eyes of the other three academies and Confucius Academy, all people in the world are rotten wood, and rotten wood cannot be carved. What we do in Yansheng Academy is just a waste of time. In addition, the results of our academy in recent years are indeed the bottom of the five academies, so the name of the Rotten Wood Academy has been passed down."

While speaking, Bai Ye subconsciously clenched his fists, and the "crunching" sound between the joints reached Ci Song's ears, as if venting Bai Ye's resentment.

"Since they are not open to the world, how can they accept new students?"

"Each academy is different, but they all refer to Confucius Academy. Confucius Academy will issue a document called 'Heavenly Grant' to talented children, which is interpreted by the world as 'selected'. The selected children will be sent to Penglai Fairy Island for assessment after three days."

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Along the way, Bai Ye and Ci Song talked about many details of the Five Academy Tea Party, but he did not explain the "Battle of Heaven and Man" to Ci Song. Bai Ye explained that Ci Song's strength was too weak now and he could not participate in the Battle of Heaven and Man at all, so instead of explaining it to him, it would be better for him to concentrate on preparing for the Talent Feast.

When Ci Song returned to his courtyard, he found a faint light flickering in the room. After Ci Song walked in, he found that it was his teacher Ning Pingan.

"Teacher." Ci Song saluted his teacher.

Ning Pingan nodded, and then said: "You are back? It seems that Bai Ye has arranged things almost. Is there anything else you want to know? I can answer it for you."

"Teacher, didn't you say you wanted to test my knowledge of that book?" Ci Song asked.

"No need to take the test. You just need to remember to read more books when you encounter difficulties that you cannot solve. I believe you can find the answer." At this point, Ning Pingan paused and said, "By the way, the day after tomorrow is September 15th. You go home and pay tribute to your brothers."

"Brothers?" Ci Song suddenly remembered that Gongsun Cuo had reminded him when he was at home before, saying that he should go home on September 9th, but Gongsun Cuo did not tell him what to do.

Ci Song had learned about it when he was at Ci's house. Although he was the biological son of General Ci, his father had adopted four children, three boys and one girl, before him. Each of them was a gifted genius. The three boys started writing at the age of 7, and the youngest girl started writing at the age of 6. Such talent can already be compared with Ci Qibai of that year.

After this news came out, the four children of the Ci family became famous for a while. The emperor even went directly to the general's mansion to meet the four people, and personally gave them the title of "Four Sons of Zhongzhou", saying that they were the future hope of Daliang literati.

Later, an accident happened. The four children died one after another. None of them lived beyond the age of ten, and they all died on September 9th. Such a strange thing naturally aroused speculation among the world. Some people said that General Rentu was too evil and killed four children. Some even said that the emperor was too afraid that the poet would harm the imperial power in the future, so he secretly ordered him to be executed.

For a time, the Ci family lost its talent. As the head of the family and the father of four children, Ci Qibai, began to go to the Confucius Temple every year to worship Confucius after the death of his youngest daughter. He even knelt down and prayed, just like a believer.

Perhaps it was really the blessing of Confucius that General Ci's son Ci Song actually lived past the age of ten. However, this son did not show his talent like his brothers and sisters, but became the first playboy in Zhongzhou. The world can only sigh that things are impermanent.

"Teacher, do you know the truth about the death of my brothers and sisters?" Ci Song asked, sitting on the chair next to him.

"I don't know the specific reason. Your father asked me to find out the truth. After checking, I couldn't find any doubts. These children all died in their sleep as if they had died of old age.

I carefully examined their bodies and couldn't find any abnormalities at all."

"Maybe your father really offended Confucius. After all, what he did back then was really too much."

"Teacher, what did my father do back then?" Ci Song took the opportunity to throw out one of his biggest doubts.

"What your father did back then was not only to subvert the entire Confucianism, he wanted to overturn the truth of the world."

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