I Become A Saint By Studying

Chapter 78 You Didn't Prepare A Eulogy?

"you?"

Zhong Zizheng examined Li Wenbo and shook his head secretly.

impossible!

This son seems to have some poetic talent.

But he doesn't have the temperament that can make a poem of talent Mingzhou.

"Uh!"

The other bachelors were slightly taken aback.

I thought that Zhong Zizheng was going to pretend to be Master Lin...pretending to beep?

However.

Li Wenbo blushed, and said, "How can I be Master Lin, but I'm not afraid to scare you, I am Master Lin's only book boy!"

His tone was full of pride.

It seems to be a great honor to be Lin Yi's only book boy!

"Oh? Are you his bookboy?"

Only then was Zhong Zizheng relieved, nodded and said, "No wonder!"

This moment.

Zhong Zi was facing that master Lin in his heart, and he couldn't wait to see him.

The poem of the monument!

The poem on the plaque!

Even as a Confucian, he can only look up to the three poems with talents above the state level.

Reading Realm high.

It can only show that he studies hard and has talent.

But poetry.

Purely, it depends on a person's talent and literary comprehension.

Without a strong enough understanding and talent in mind, it is impossible to write poems above Guanzhou.

The world admires scholars who can write poems and articles.

It is because they can improve their talents and gain literary insights from their poems and articles.

"Where is this Master Lin? To be honest, uncle, I really want to visit him!"

Zhong Zizheng wanted to expose his identity as a third rank Confucian, and forced Li Wenbo to lead the way.

But he knew it couldn't be done.

"He's not free right now, he's still recuperating, if you want to see him, you have to wait!"

Li Wenbo cast a look of helplessness.

"Are you resting?"

Zhong Zizheng was stunned for a moment, then nodded again and again and said, "It's really inconvenient to disturb, but... I'm in the guest courtyard of Pingzhou Academy these days. If Master Lin recovers from his recovery, I would like to ask my little brother to introduce..."

"correct!"

Zhong Zi was just taking out a jade pendant from his sleeve robe, handed it to Li Wenbo, and said, "This jade pendant is for you, please don't forget..."

"No merit, no reward!"

Li Wenbo resolutely returned the jade pendant to Zhong Zizheng, and said sternly, "They are all scholars, please don't use this to humiliate me..."

He didn't want to give anyone a handle.

If Lin Yi was annoyed because of this incident, it would really be worth the candle.

"Yes, he is a well-learned person. Although he is a bit rigid, he is unparalleled in character!"

Zhong Zi was taking back the jade pendant, and said, "This jade pendant is not a valuable item in the first place, but... if you can go to Zhenguo Holy Academy in the future, relying on this jade pendant will bring you some unexpected benefits!"

Li Wenbo's eyelids trembled.

There was a trace of heartache in his eyes.

Does this jade pendant have such benefits?

Why didn't you say it earlier?

"Don't worry, the uncle's poem on the inscription plaque will not be passed on to the outside world. When I see this Master Lin in the future, there will be a generous gift!"

Zhong Zi smiled.

Then leave calmly.

"Hahahaha... good poetry, really good poetry!"

Outside the main hall, Zhong Zizheng's hearty laughter could be heard from a distance, and his joy was beyond words.

"Whose relatives and friends is this guy? His jade pendant... can still get benefits in the Holy Court?"

A bachelor looked disbelieving.

"Yeah, who does he think he is? The Holy Son?"

"Maybe I'm crazy about reading, otherwise, who would trespass in the main hall of the academy?"

"Ha ha!"

The other bachelors also laughed.

"Okay, clean up the main hall, go to bed early, and come to guard the main hall with two people by the way!"

Li Wenbo got everyone busy.

He is now Lin Yi's school boy, and the fourth in the academy, and many bachelors also obey him.

...

next morning.

Lin Yi took a nap, opened his eyes in a daze, and found that it was already dawn outside the window.

"Study can really increase your talent. If my aptitude is good enough...wouldn't it be possible to become a Saint by reading?"

Lin Yi laughed at himself.

If you can become a Saint by studying, then Dayan will not only have one hole Saint.

"Grandfather!"

Li Wenbo's voice came from outside the door, "Eat breakfast first, we will see off the dead juniors later..."

Lin Yi closed the book.

The smile on his face disappeared suddenly, and he felt a little heavy.

Afterwards, Li Wenbo entered the room with a food box and brought rice porridge and two buns for breakfast.

"Thanks a lot!"

Lin Yi nodded towards Li Wenbo.

"Grandpa said this, we are your book boy, this is all part of our job!"

Li Wenbo looked at Lin Yi with a smile.

I feel very satisfied.

Suffering comes first, happiness comes later!

...

On the hillside of the academy.

The bachelors of the academy wore white Confucian shirts, with white satin tied around their wrists, and some family members of the dead bachelors wore linen and filial piety.

Dozens of wreaths were held up by the maester.

From a distance, it is pure white.

Crying all over the sky, wailing everywhere.

Twenty-three clay pots for ashes are held by twenty-three academicians, and the spiritual seats are also on them.

The family members of the deceased choked up and wept.

Crying white-haired people send black-haired people.

The morning breeze is slightly cool.

The scene is heartbreaking.

"Lin Yi hasn't come yet?"

Zheng Zhiqiu stood at the front of the funeral procession, looking towards the direction of the climbing stone steps.

Seeing that the hour has come.

He didn't wait any longer, and said in a loud voice, "Mountain climbing leads to great luck, let's go..."

The funeral procession begins to march.

He Weijun, the dean of Junji Academy in the funeral procession, asked unexpectedly, "Why didn't Lin Yi come?"

He Wancheng said, "Is your Medicine Pill not good?"

What is the way of the king "Impossible, the effect of Yunshen Pill is not good, what Medicine Pill can?"

"Dean He, the eulogy that Dean Zheng asked you to write last night... Are you ready?"

He Wancheng then seemed to think of something and asked.

"Oops!"

hum!

He Weijun trembled slightly, frowned and said, "After meeting Master Zhong last night... I forgot!"

"you……"

He Wancheng was stunned at the time, and said, "All the family members of the dead scholars have come, and they don't even have a eulogy. I'm afraid it's not in accordance with the etiquette!"

"Old man, go ask Zheng Zhiqiu, isn't this old man unprepared?"

He Weijun left this sentence and walked directly to Zheng Zhiqiu's side.

But he hasn't spoken yet.

Zheng Zhiqiu asked, "Dean He, the eulogy I asked you to write, did you write it?"

"..."

He Weijun frowned and said, "Dean Zheng, are you unprepared? Is this in line with etiquette? Do you want these dead scholars to feel uneasy in heaven?"

Zheng Zhiqiu stopped.

He looked at the academy cemetery not far away, swallowed his saliva, couldn't move his legs at all, and said in a panic, "The old man asked you to help write a copy. You are... trying to kill the old man!"

...

"quick!"

Lin Yi urged Li Wenbo to follow.

Just now when he learned that the time had passed, he didn't even eat a few bites of breakfast, so he directly dragged Li Wenbo away.

I studied so hard last night that I missed the hour.

"The team has stopped!"

Li Wenbo heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the funeral procession going to the academy cemetery.

"Walk!"

Lin Yu didn't stop, and walked over at a faster pace.

He said he would send these maesters one last time.

Then it is impossible to break your promise.

He even prepared a simple eulogy, hoping that these bachelors who died unexpectedly can rest in peace.