Dao Fruit

The East Capital is vast, divided into the Imperial City, the Inner City and the Outer City. At this moment, the power of order around it is trembling faintly!

Inner City.

In the vast mansion, there are groups of servants. In the study deep in the mansion, the old man who is reading and drinking tea raises his eyebrows, puts down his teacup and book, and stands up.

This man has a white beard that stands straight, each beard is like a needle. He is burly and wears a dark cloak. He looks like a tiger general on the battlefield, but there is no murderous aura on his body. Instead, he is lingering with strange literary thoughts.

The old man walked to the window, his eyes moved, and he looked up to the sky, and saw an invisible air column rising into the sky.

"This direction... is it Li Zong? Someone in Li Zong has gathered literary heart again? And this person's way of establishing his mind is extraordinary. Once it is formed, there is a tendency to take root between heaven and earth. This is to form its own order and open up a way that no one has opened before!"

Dongdongdong!

As he was thinking, he was interrupted by a knock on the door, and then he heard a respectful voice coming in--

"Master, Miss Sun is back and is clamoring to see you."

"Weier is back?" Hearing this, the old man's brows relaxed, "Let her come over." As he said that, he temporarily put his thoughts aside.

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Outer city, Qianshuzhai.

"It's interesting. I didn't expect to see someone gathering literary spirit after just a few days here! This Dongdu is really extraordinary, not comparable to the poor and remote areas."

A young man with a turban and tied hair jumped up from his seat. This person had dark skin and a thin figure, but his eyes were bright and energetic. He stared out the window with an excited look on his face.

"If I can worship such a person in the literati, I can show my ability, and I can also benefit the world in the future!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a ruler knocked down, and the flesh fell crisply, and the man grimaced in pain.

Then, a majestic voice came over: "You are still not concentrating on studying. A little noise can distract you, how can you become a great man?"

"Hey, Uncle San, stop hitting me, I know I was wrong."

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City gate.

The white-clothed scholar who was being checked by the soldiers guarding the city trembled all over, looked up and saw the air column.

This man had a long sword and a wine pot hanging from his waist, and a bag on his back. He looked outstanding and had an upright posture.

Not long after. The soldier handed the document back, and he retracted his gaze, thanked him, and after taking the document, he took a step and strode into the city, revealing a heroic momentum while walking.

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Outside the city, Chunqiu Academy.

In the center of the academy, in a tall, majestic, but slightly shabby attic. An old man was lying on the table.

The old man was dressed simply, his clothes were patched, and there was a book on the table in front of him, and he was lying on it. He put his face on the book, stared at the lines of text with his cloudy old eyes.

Suddenly, the old man stopped. He raised his head, looked at the roof, and fluttered his lips. He seemed to be saying something, but soon he lay down again.

At the same time.

Many people inside and outside the city noticed the vibration of the power of order and then explored.

The air column that should have been invisible, in the eyes of some people, was invisible and easily captured.

For a time, people's hearts were different.

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"Hmm?"

The center of the city, the imperial city.

This East Capital was still the capital of the Great Rui Kingdom when the world was not settled. Later, when the world was unified, Taizu moved the capital to Guanzhong, and this East Capital was empty and became a secondary capital.

However, although the emperor left, the palace remained. In the northeast of the palace, a special area was opened up for great Confucian scholars to discuss and teach.

This was built when Taizu established the capital and invited hermits from all over the world. It was named Lintan Wendian, and there was Minglun Hall inside.

At this moment, the two old scholars in the hall raised their heads slightly, looking through the doors and windows to the sky.

"There is another person in Lizong who has achieved literary mind. It is indeed going to be a great success, but I don't know who it is."

"I heard from the report that Jiangnan He Shuchang recently worshipped Lizong. This person is smart and has received the teachings of the two Chens. It is not impossible for him to achieve literary mind."

"Yes, this person has an extraordinary family background and a scholarly family. If he achieves literary mind, he may be able to compete with Bai Zhaoyuan."

"Bai Zhaoyuan has wisdom, and his vision and knowledge far exceed his peers. Recently, he relied on an article "The way to win people is to benefit them; the way to benefit them is to teach them with politics", which clarified the fundamental principle of human nature to pursue profit. Before the discussion of Taoism was opened, he shocked the clay sculptures of sages and entered the literati. He can be said to be a rare talent. There is no opponent for the younger generation. He can be compared with the master. After the imperial examination, he will be famous all over the world."

As the two talked, they fell silent again.

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Let’s not talk about the reaction of all parties when the air column rose. Let’s just talk about the many students who were watching the discussion in Lizong Academy and Tianli Pavilion. They were stunned at this time and looked directly at one person——

The literary aura on Qiu Yan’s body gushed out and radiated around, making many people feel enlightened, just like the feeling when listening to the two Mr. Chen’s lectures.

But who are those two people?

They are scholars with their own theories and propositions, and they want to promote them to the world. It is not an exaggeration to call them a generation of literary masters. When they lecture, they not only simply explain the truth, but also pass on their own feelings. The so-called teaching by words and deeds is to let people feel, so that they can think and understand for themselves.

Although Qiu Yan has some achievements in literature, he is far inferior to the two gentlemen in terms of aura. After all, the accumulation of knowledge is one aspect, and the reputation of the people is another. The two Mr. Chen can have what they have today. In addition to their outstanding knowledge, they are also recognized by scholars all over the world and gather the popularity of the people. These are not comparable to Qiu Yan.

However, the current situation is not unfamiliar to everyone. Some of them have experienced it before and know that Qiu Yan's literary mind has taken shape and has his own way.

The moment the literary mind is condensed, knowledge and memory will flow and leak out, radiating all around.

The literary mind, that is, the Taoist mind of sexual cultivation and the fist intention of life cultivation, represents a person's comprehension and understanding of the direction of the road. It is not easy to have. Experience, thinking, and precipitation are indispensable, and some luck is also needed to wait for opportunities.

People who can condense the literary mind are rare even in the entire Lizong Academy, and each of them has an extraordinary status.

Once this literary mind is condensed and has its own way, it can be deduced and perfected in the future to become a theory. The roots of the literary mind of Lizong Academy are all the propositions of the two Mr. Chen, but the different emphases of personal understanding can bring different insights and form new branches, thereby constantly enriching the school.

At that time, Confucianism was only the opinion of the most holy teacher. Later, it became the orthodoxy. After generations of understanding and interpretation by the predecessors, it became more and more perfect, and finally spread all over the world. Some doctrines even took a different path and were all-encompassing.

People at that time said, "I annotate the Six Classics, and the Six Classics annotate me." The root of this is this.

In the final analysis, whether a school of thought can grow and prosper and last for generations depends not only on the fact that the doctrine itself has something to say, but also on the successors, disciples, disciples, disciples and grandchildren who study repeatedly and extend to all aspects, just like a tree trunk with thousands of branches to form a green shade that will last forever.

Therefore, anyone who achieves literary mind will be valued by the two Chens and entrusted with important tasks. For example, Zhang Huazhang is one of them, who can be in charge of the academy and be the master. The reason why he values ​​He Shuchang is that he believes that He Shuchang will be able to achieve his own literary mind within three years and let Lizong have another general.

Similarly, after meeting Qiu Yan, Zhen Zhizuo also expected that he could become a literary mind, so he argued with Zhang Huazhang to welcome Qiu Yan.

Now, in this Tianli Pavilion, Zhang Huazhang and the two people chosen by Zhen Zhizuo have a face-to-face debate, and the winner has been decided.

If Qiu Yan's remarks are not enough to refute He Shuchang's words, then his achievement of literary mind is enough to prove that Zhang Huazhang is not as good as Zhen Zhizuo in judging people.

In a thousand words, He Shuchang's talent and reputation are higher than Qiu Yan, but Qiu Yan has literary mind and the qualifications to independently derive theories. For a school, such a person is too important.

The difference is immediately judged!

Therefore, when Zhang Huazhang realized this, his face changed, revealing some annoyance and regret.

He Shuchang's face changed continuously, and his calmness and composure disappeared, replaced by a wooden face, with jealousy and loss in his eyes.

Since he was a child, he has been the focus and center of everyone, but today, he has become a supporting role, or even a stepping stone. Now, no one cares about him!

Even Cai Ying beside him looked ugly and embarrassed. She still remembered that she had just said that He Shuchang would soon be able to understand the literary mind and achieve extraordinary achievements, in order to strike at Qiu Yan's arrogance. However, she did not expect that Qiu Yan would achieve the literary mind in front of them. The contrast between the two made her face suddenly hot.

The condensation of the literary mind did not last too long. When the memory in the soul flowed and penetrated into the heart, many questions that could not be understood before naturally became clear, and the body and mind were transparent.

Then, Qiu Yan took a long breath and shook his sleeves. The whole person exuded two different auras, ethereal and solid.

Seeing him shaking his clothes, the others came back to their senses. At this time, few people still cared about the discussion. In their opinion, how to keep this student who achieved the literary mind in the academy was the top priority.

"Zhizuo, take Mr. Qiu to Minglun Hall. I will rush over after I deal with the things here." Zhang Huazhang ordered. As the person in charge, although he had prejudices against the poor, he also knew what it meant to have a literary mind. He was more concerned about the overall situation and had to save his impression.

Others were also tactful and made way.

Zhen Zhizuo walked up with a complicated expression and said to Qiu Yan, "Brother Qiu, please follow me." In fact, he knew in his heart that the possibility of Qiu Yan joining Lizong Academy was very small. Although the contact time was not long, it was enough for him to understand Qiu Yan's temperament. If it weren't for the previous remarks of He Shuzhang and Zhang Huazhang's contempt, Qiu Yan might have a chance to enter, but now...

When scholars act, they sometimes value their spirit. Moreover, Qiu Yan has already achieved a literary mind, and his literary mind has not been influenced by Lizong.

At this moment, there were several exclamations from the door -

"Teacher!"

"Master, why are you here!"

Hearing the several names, Zhen Zhizuo looked in the direction of the voice and saw a vigorous old man in a dark robe. (To be continued. Please search for Piaotian Literature, the novels are better and updated faster!

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