When we arrived at Qingya Linzi Villa, the place was much emptier than usual.
Academy students are required to take a bath once every five days, and today is the time to take a break.
But it's not unclean either.
While Jiang Wang was still outside the hospital, he heard the distressed voice of the old dean: "Withdrawal, why withdraw again?"
Then came Xu Xiangqian's confident voice: "This is the gift that late students deserve, but it's just a little earlier. Why can't I withdraw it?"
Shuxuzhe, also known as dried meat. Generally used to refer to the remuneration of teachers.
The old dean's voice was trembling, probably because he was angry: "That's unreasonable! You've already withdrawn all this thirty years from now!"
"Do you doubt my loyalty to the academy? Am I not going to stay in the academy for the rest of my life? Or do you think I won't live thirty years from now? Are you cursing me, a good young man in my prime?"
"Go on your way, don't mess around with me!"
"Oh, Dean, your attitude is really insulting to gentlemen."
"What is gentleness?"
"Sven is just... why bother me? Just tell me whether you will give it to me or not!"
Jiang Wang hesitated for a moment, then walked in.
I heard the old dean asking: "Have you seen the door over there clearly? What standard is it?"
Xu Xiangqian tugged on his sleeve and refused to let go: "Dean, are you dim? That's a wall."
"Isn't this it?" The old dean sneered and waved Xu Xiangqian away: "No way!"
"Good for you!" Xu Xiangqian pointed at his back and said, "When I write a poem to criticize you and bring your reputation into disrepute, don't say that I didn't predict what I said!"
Writing criticism is a very mainstream method among literati. It does not limit to poetry, lyrics, songs, and other literary styles.
Generally speaking, it is more serious and often needs to be treated with caution.
For example, Mo Ya, a great scholar from Qingya, said: "Even if you die, you will be rich and noble, and you will sacrifice your life for the country to be an unknown general."
It almost nailed Jinghai to the pillar of shame. It was not a good reputation for Qi State itself, so few people in Qi State recited it.
But for the threat that Xu Xiangqian and other scholars had, which was very important in the world, the old dean only responded with a cold snort and ignored it, completely indifferent.
"Ahhhhh!"
Xu Xiangqian was so angry that his forehead tensed up, feeling that his talent had been greatly scorned.
Turning around and seeing Jiang Wang, his eyes lit up.
Today Jiang Wang is wearing a pure white t-shirt. His appearance is elegant and elegant, and his complexion is very good, which goes well with white. This t-shirt, which is often worn by scribes, is unexpectedly suitable.
"Brother Jiang's outfit today makes me and I both proud of each other!"
Ganma Mountain is the cemetery he chose for Xu Fang...
Jiang Wang didn't want to call Gao Ma Mountain together with Gao Fou, so he laughed and said, "When should we set off?"
Speaking of which, Xu Xiangqian went out to bury Xu Fang, which may have been mixed with Qingya Academy's considerations, but mainly he helped Jiang Wang resolve this knot. This was not stated explicitly, but both parties knew it in their hearts.
"You can leave after the coffin is ready on Baishi Street."
Xu Xiangqian said casually, and then asked angrily: "Why is it so difficult to prepare for the end of the year? Brother Jiang, tell me, does Dean Liu look down on me?"
Jiang Wang declined to comment.
Daoism, Confucianism, and Buddhism are different from those of ordinary sects. Not all disciples devote themselves to spiritual practice. A large number of people are ignorant of the scriptures and only devote themselves to learning and immersing themselves in the classics. They do not care about transcendence in cultivation. .Of course, there are those who can thoroughly read the classics, and there are also examples of people who have achieved success in one step.
Although Dean Liu seems to be just an ordinary dean of other colleges, who knows if there are any complicated relationships in the main college of Qingya Academy.
And he actually respects this so-called "old-fashioned".
But having said that, Xu Xiangqian wanted to advance the money to repair it, obviously to collect Xu Fang's bones. Jiang Wang could not pay for this money, and Zhong Xuansheng would not come forward.
It would be inconvenient for him to find someone else to deal with this kind of thing. Otherwise, with the unrestrained energy of the scholar Lao Xu, he wouldn't have much need to think about money.
He only held an ordinary teaching position in another college and did not practice much.
As an extraordinary and powerful man, Qingya Academy will not be short of his daily expenses, but he spends a lot of money as he frequents the four famous academies all year round.
No matter how famous Qingya Academy is in the world, it cannot be like those big aristocratic families that support their own young masters. So when Xu Fang often doesn't help, he always takes advantage of his friends' reputation of "doing nothing for nothing". This is how it spread. .
"Ahem." Jiang Wang thought for a while: "It's about money..."
"You don't have to worry about this." Xu Xiangqian waved his hand: "I can handle it easily."
If Jiang Wang was really going to make a fuss and pay to handle Xu Fang's funeral, then there would be no point in Xu Xiangqian's intervention.
Jiang Wang didn't say much. After all, for an extraordinary and powerful person, this level of money would not be too difficult.
Before leaving the academy, Xu Xiangqian thought for a while and still felt that he couldn't swallow it. He ran back to the academy and brought an inkstone over.
He stood in front of the courtyard wall and began to meditate without moving.
Jiang Wang didn't know what he was thinking, and couldn't express his opinion, so he could only watch dryly.
After a long time, Xu Xiangqian's eyes flashed, and he pressed one hand on the inkstone to grind out ink of a suitable thickness.
Then he pulled his hand out to draw out the ink, and using his finger as a pen, he wrote quickly on the wall of Qingya Courtyard!
The title is: "Qingya Villa".
The poem says:
A dean who remains unchanged from the past.
A separate courtyard is full of smoke and smoke.
Didn't finish this meal?
How can a phoenix live in a grass nest?
After writing, he was very satisfied and looked at Jiang Wang and said, "How is it?"
At this moment, still accepting his favor, Jiang Wang said: "The ink is polished very well! The poems are written very neatly!"
Well, they are all seven words per sentence, neat and tidy, and pleasing to the eye.
Xu Xiangqian was very satisfied and threw the inkstone into the flowers in the corner: "Let's go!"
Jiang Wang ran away.
…
It's a long way from the academy.
Xu Xiangqian suddenly sighed again: "Alas."
"What's wrong, Brother Xu?" Jiang Wang was really cheering today. Because Xu Xiangqian was helping him by helping to bury Xu Fang.
Xu Xiangqian sighed: "Although Mr. Liu has a stubborn character, he is actually not a bad person. If I write a quatrain today and sing it all over the world, won't it ruin his reputation? Otherwise... I'd better go back and clean it up. !”
Jiang Wang thought for a while and replied cautiously: "I don't think it's necessary..."
"Of course, I'm not saying that the poems you wrote don't have that influence, let alone that your poems are not good. I also lack the ability to appreciate poetry. What I mean is..."
"A scholar who is pure is self-purified, and he is not afraid of slanted shadows when he is upright. The character of Mr. Liu, cannot be determined by one or two poems."
Jiang Wang thought and added: "Besides, he should have seen your poem by now. Let the old dean decide whether to keep it or not. Let's go back at this time, in case we bump into each other..."
I don’t know what convinced Xu Xiangqian.
All in all, after all the hard talk, he finally gave up the urge to go back and hit the tip of the knife now.
The two went straight to their next target, Laozhang's coffin shop in Xiaolianqiao.
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This chapter has been completed!