Chapter 283 The face of the saint is more important than the sky
Guan Sheng Wu Qin?
The literati on both sides of the Lingshui River were all a little stunned.
Except for the students of Yanshan Academy and the local literati in Bocheng, few outside literati believed it.
Especially the piano player.
But at this time, Feng Sheng stepped forward personally.
Aren’t you afraid of being canonized and embarrassed in front of the world?
At this time, the teachings and teachings of the Thirteen Academy all frowned, and some even shook their heads and said: "The canonization is a bit hasty."
The face of a saint is more important than heaven.
But if you don’t cherish the sainthood yourself, who can blame you?
"You have not yet reached the age of becoming a saint, but you have achieved an honor that no one in the world can achieve. It is normal to be a little arrogant." One of the teachings said calmly, and then added after thinking for a while, "On the road to becoming a saint, I experienced some twists and turns early on.
It’s not a bad thing.”
Hearing this, the other teachers couldn't help but shake their heads and smile bitterly.
"I think that being a saint is not a reckless person. Maybe it is..."
There is a teaching that hesitates and says.
It's a pity that it didn't get the recognition of many people.
Most of the teachings and lessons that came to Bocheng this time were from the Thirteenth Academy, and all of them were luthiers of the sixth grade or above.
They have been practicing piano for more than ten years or decades, how could they not know it?
But at this time, both the piano players of the Thirteenth Academy and the teachers and students of the Thirteenth Academy began to sign up.
With the country ahead of you, how can you not make them jealous?
And Jiang Shan also became famous in Bo City because he understood the sacred song "Calling Souls" and was canonized as a "genius".
At this time, he was surrounded by a group of literati piano players.
"Brother Jiang is a genius. He has understood the sacred song "Calling Souls" today, so how about I treat you to a guest?" A young man in luxurious clothes said enthusiastically, "I hope Brother Jiang will not refuse."
"Brother Jiang, this is Brother Chen. Chen Shan and Chen Yuqing are from the Chen family of Runan County. Their grandfather is not only a great Confucian, but also a Doctor of Twenty-Seven Books."
Someone introduced.
When everyone heard this, they all looked at the noble young man in surprise.
"It turns out that the gentleman is kind and polite."
The downcast middle-aged man hurriedly saluted, and the young man in front of him who was dressed in luxurious clothes was also a scholar.
He is only around 20 years old now, but he will definitely be more promising than him in the future.
"Brother Jiang, you're welcome."
The gorgeous young man smiled and glanced in the direction of Yuntian.
Although he is not a student of Sanshang Academy, he is a student of the top ten academies, and he entered school one year earlier than Yuntian.
This year happens to be a weak year, but he is a man of the hour in the academy.
In the Eighty-One Academy, he was one of the key training targets for the great Confucians of Jin Dynasty.
"Hey, Chen Yuqing from Tahoe Academy is here too?"
Some students were slightly surprised when they saw the luxurious young man.
"That Chen Yuqing who loves the piano but has no talent at all?" Some students were a little surprised when they heard this.
After all, Chen Yuqing's reputation is not small among the Thirteenth Academy.
However, he is famous not because of his talent, but because he is still just a piano boy...
"Senior brother, are you coming to Junzi Bridge tonight?"
A student pondered for a moment and asked.
"Come."
Yuntian looked in the direction of the Holy Palace and said lightly.
At this time, he asked his students to sign up on his behalf, and then returned to Bo City surrounded by many students.
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It's getting dark.
At Wu Shizhong, many harp players came to Junzi Bridge carrying lyres on their backs.
Soon after, the qin players of Fengming Qin Society cleaned up Junzi Bridge and brought in desks, books, etc., and placed them in the center of Junzi Bridge.
"Everyone, please come down to Junzi Bridge. Junzi Bridge is where the saints study."
A qin player from Fengming Qin Society said.
Hearing this, the piano players who came over walked down Junzi Bridge one after another without asking too many questions and stood on both sides of the Lingshui River.
as time goes by.
Near the end of Wu Shi, there were already many onlookers standing on both sides of the Lingshui River.
In addition to piano players, there are also many students.
At this time, the foreign qin players were all curious and planned to experience it for themselves, the legendary "Guan Sheng Enlightenment".
At the end of Wu Shi.
A figure in white came through the air from Xu Sheng Mansion and landed gently on Junzi Bridge.
"Meet the canonized saint."
"Meet the canonized saint."
Both sides of the Lingshui River were crowded with people, numbering no less than a thousand.
At this time, when everyone saw Feng Qingyan approaching, they all bowed respectfully and looked at him curiously.
"You don't need to be polite."
Feng Qingyan returned the gift.
"My maid holds the lamp for the canonization of the saint."
"My maid is grinding ink for a gentleman."
Two beautiful maids came forward with oil lamps and knelt down beside Feng Qingyan.
Feng Qingyan nodded and saw that Mu Yu was just standing under the bridge at one end of Junzi Bridge, so he said, "Lady, come to the bridge."
"Thank you for the canonization."
When Mu Yu heard this, his heart couldn't help but feel warm, and he saluted.
She walked up to Junzi Bridge with her lyre on her back and stopped about ten feet away from Feng Qingyan. Apart from the two maids, Mu Yu was the only one on Junzi Bridge.
The piano players of Fengming Qin Club were all a little surprised when they saw it. The senior brother was trying to make the girl famous. However, as the second person in Fengming Qin Club, Fang Wang felt a little sad in his heart at this time and looked at Feng Qingyan.
, seems a bit resentful...
At this time, almost everyone's eyes fell on Mu Yu.
Mu Yu's white clothes fluttered, and her black hair fluttered in the autumn wind. Her slender body carried a huge lyre on her back, and she exuded a graceful appearance, as if she were an immortal banished from the sky.
This made the literati on both sides of the Lingshui River shine.
"Who is this girl? She was invited to Junzi Bridge by being consecrated?" Some students who didn't know it looked at Mu Yu and asked in surprise.
"This girl is Mu Yu, the vice president of Fengming Qin Club, and she is rumored to be a close friend of the saint."
A student answered.
However, they were all amazed by Mu Yu.
Even Yuntian couldn't help but take a second look. After all, none of the women around him could compare with the Shepherd Girl.
Chen Shan's eyes were shining with admiration in his heart.
Feng Qingyan knelt down in front of the desk, picked up a volume of Confucian classics from the books on one side and started reading.
At this time, many students looked at each other in confusion. Is this Guan Sheng Wu Qin?
Time passed little by little.
The qin players of Fengming Qin Society all held their breath and concentrated on watching Feng Qingyan.
The other piano players and students looked at Feng Qingyan and whispered to each other, all with blank expressions on their faces.
At this time, even the teachings and teachings from the Thirteenth Academy could not help but shake their heads in disappointment.
"Brother Jiang, what did you see?"
After Chen Shan looked at Feng Qingyan, he frowned and asked Jiang Shan.
Jiang Shan, on the other hand, was focused on nothing else and stared at Feng Qingyan intently, seemingly not hearing Chen Shan's words at all.
"Huh?"
Chen Shan turned his head and felt a little surprised.
Yuntian and other talented students also watched the canonization carefully, but they didn't see anything. They were not disappointed, but a little surprised.
What does canonization mean?
In the blink of an eye, an hour passed.
Many students and piano players shook their heads and left in disappointment.
Soon after, even some of the teachings and teachings from the Thirteenth Academy shook their heads and left. "Observing the Saints and Enlightenment" here, it is better to go to the Enlightenment Tree to realize the Tao.
At least someone has understood the sacred song "The Soul Conjuring".