"Wueryuan...?" Luo Guanlin read it slowly. First, his attention was attracted by the font, or he was devoted to the hope and prospect of the writer for this academy. The three big characters were very eye-catching.
Heroic, running as fast as mountains and rivers, seemingly determined to integrate all things in the world.
Luo Guanlin stared blankly for a moment. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would have been hard for him to believe that the large calligraphy was written by a girl.
Lu Xiucai on the side was also amazed and praised him repeatedly. Looking left and right, he couldn't help but feel that in the boldness of these three characters, there was also a transcendent confidence called three million strings - because he didn't
He is short of money, so he becomes more promising.
After all, the ideal implementation must have material support in order to achieve a more stable and long-term development.
"What do you two think of this name?" Chang Sui Ning put down his pen and asked with a smile.
With a smile on his face, Lu Xiucai looked at "Mr. Qian" first. This gentleman was older and had a worse temper. He should be allowed to speak first.
Luo Guanlin withdrew his thoughts from the handwriting, frowned slightly and said, "...is it too arrogant?"
No two means one, unique in the world? This name is too big.
Chang Suining looked at Luo Guanlin with some surprise: "Sir, you can actually say 'whether' now. It's really tactful and gentle."
"..." Luo Guanlin's eyes twitched slightly.
"It is indeed a bit arrogant." Chang Suining looked at the calligraphy and said: "But it is worthy of the name - I have taught the world with such a large collection of books. Is there another academy in the world?"
Lu Xiucai shook his head sternly: "That's definitely not the case!"
Seeing "Mr. Qian" looking at him, Lu Xiucai smiled reservedly. He didn't express his position. He was just answering the adults' questions.
Hearing this "worthy of the name" statement, Luo Guanlin looked at the three words again, still hesitant: "However, since ancient times, when scholars seek the Tao, they have paid more attention to humility..."
Chang Sui Ning said nonchalantly: "Sir, what you said is right or wrong. They like to uphold the virtue of humility themselves, but they don't necessarily like others to be humble for them. They are humble about them. I am responsible for making the name of my academy spread far and wide.
I want all those who come here to study in the future to be honored in their bodies and names."
Luo Guanlin was silent for a moment, but he had to say that although these words may sound superficial and vain at first, they indeed made people's hearts flutter with excitement... Just look at the excited and fascinated look on Lu Xiucai's face.
However, why did the word "无二" sound familiar to him the more he repeated it in his mind?
Luo Guanlin looked at the calligraphy again: "This unique name seems to have been heard somewhere..."
Chang Sui Ning, who had already sat down in the armchair behind the desk, looked up with a smile: "It turns out that sir has also heard of my Juju Club."
Juju club?
Luo Guanlin thought for a moment and suddenly remembered - yes, when he was demoted and sent out of the capital, he had vaguely heard that there was a Wuer Club playing polo in the Imperial College...
He also heard that the owner of the club was actually a daughter's family. At that time, he just sneered. A daughter's family formed some kind of Juju club in the Imperial College. It was just nonsense.
Is she the one who co-authored the "Daughter's Home"?
Seeing his expression, Chang Suining said with satisfaction: "It seems that Sir has heard of me and the Wuer Society a long time ago. It can be seen that the word "Wuer" and I are particularly eye-catching."
Luo Guanlin's meaning was unclear and he said: "...this name, regardless of other names, does have the style of being a governor."
Like the name she would give, like the things she would do.
"Sir, do you know who originally took the name Wuer Society?" Chang Sui Ning asked.
Luo Guanlin looked at her - besides herself, who else could be there?
"This unique name was bestowed by Taifu Chu, the current Minister of Rites."
Luo Guanlin was stunned: "Taifu Chu?"
Even through the mask, one can still feel his awe.
Chang Sui Ning nodded lightly: "When we first formed the association, we specifically asked the Taifu to give us a name."
"..." Luo Guanlin looked at Chang Sui Ning with a clear change in his eyes: "So... Your Excellency must have done a very good job in jiju."
There is no yin and yang in the sentence, which reveals the sense of love and crow that can be seen with the naked eye.
Chang Suining was a little surprised: "It seems that Mr. Chu admires Taifu very much."
Luo Guanlin said seriously: "Taifu is a model for scholars in the world. Not only is his knowledge far superior to ours, his character is also noble and noble. He never goes along with the world and always dares to speak out against injustice. Naturally, I have great respect for you."
Lu Xiucai quickly agreed and expressed his admiration for Taifu Chu enthusiastically.
Thus, for the first time, he successfully gained appreciation and recognition from "Mr. Qian".
At this moment, Luo Guanlin looked at the calligraphy again, and his whole aura became much more approachable.
Seeing this, Chang Sui Ning suddenly asked with some curiosity: "So to speak, the first prince came from the sect of Taifu Chu. He was taught by Taifu since he was a child. What do you think of the first prince?"
Luo Guanlin looked away from the words and frowned at her: "How do you treat it?"
Chang Sui Ning is puzzled - is there something wrong?
Luo Guanlin raised his hand and bowed to the heights, and said solemnly: "Since he was young and weak, His Royal Highness has dared to fight for Da Sheng with a sword. He has used his body to protect the people of Da Sheng's territory and used his will to benefit the country.
The way of the people! Its merits and achievements are so high, how can it be judged and 'viewed' by a mere mortal?"
Chang Sui Ning smiled and raised his eyebrows: "That's it."
Seeing her disrespectful attitude, Luo Guanlin frowned and said in a teaching tone: "When the prince came down, my lord was still young, so it's normal for me not to understand this. But lord, please note that now you can still sit comfortably in Jiangdu.
, In addition to your abilities, you also have the kindness left by your ancestors by His Royal Highness, the former Crown Prince."
At the end of the sentence, Luo Guanlin's tone suddenly contained a hint of sadness.
When the late prince was young and in his prime, he was still a minor official working outside the country. But at that time, he already knew that the current prince was young and talented, possessing both civil and military skills, and already showed signs of being wise...
At that time, like many others, he had great hopes for the future of Dasheng because of this prince. He tried his best to govern, and after being transferred and promoted several times, he finally entered the capital court. However, not long after, he encountered the late emperor and the emperor one after another.
The sad news that the former prince passed away one after another——
The feeling at that time was like reaching out and getting closest to the dawn, only to suddenly fall into darkness.
Luo Guanlin's voice lowered: "It's a pity that God is jealous of Yingcai and refuses to extend Da Sheng's life..."
He was never given the opportunity to display his ambitions and talents and fulfill his great wish to be a wise ruler and a wise minister.
In fact, he knew that what Chang Sui Ning said that day at the gate tower was not a lie. She said that the fault of Dasheng's decline was not entirely due to the Ming Dynasty, but to the long-standing illness since the reign of the late emperor. This statement is indeed true...
…It is precisely for this reason that the late Crown Prince passed away prematurely before he ascended the throne, which is a matter that many people regret deeply.
Therefore, Luo Guanlin looked back at his experiences and choices over the past ten years, which were nothing more than struggling and groping in chaos——
Like most officials who once returned to the crown prince, he once chose to side with the Ming Dynasty and tried to depose the dim emperor Li Bing. However, he did not initially think that all this was just a means for the Ming Dynasty to seize power. She set a trap.
Deceived the world and them.
When he realized the truth, the power of the Ming Dynasty was already in hand and the situation was established. She used the excuse that "the prince is still young and the country is in precarious situation, so he cannot make the same mistake as Li Bing", so he gradually ascended to the throne from being the regent of the country.
The ministers who were supposed to assist the young emperor in enthroning all knelt down and shouted long live, Luo Guanlin felt angry that he had been used and deceived.
Perhaps because of this "grievance", he was more dissatisfied with the empress than others.
And as the empress's methods of massacring dissidents continued for a long time, and everyone from the Li family to the generals with military power were bloodbathed, he and the empress' political orientations completely had fundamental differences, and this dissatisfaction became more and more serious.
out of hand.
He began to openly express his dissatisfaction with women in power until he was demoted from Beijing.
When his resentment towards the current government reached its peak, he met Xu Zhengye. In this chaotic and hopeless struggle, he once again chose the wrong person and path.
He had thought countless times that if His Royal Highness the late Crown Prince had not died young...
But there are no "what ifs" in the world, and he has no intention of using this to excuse his mistakes. It's just hard for him not to feel sad and sad for the young prince's premature death.
Lu Xiucai couldn't help but sigh. He had not yet entered an official career, so he was not as deeply touched by the early death of His Royal Highness as Luo Guanlin, but he was somewhat affected.
Seeing this changed atmosphere, I, who was sitting there receiving regrets and remembrances, felt a bit caught off guard.
Chang Suining said sincerely: "In this world, things that are short-lived and gorgeous are like a flash in the pan, which always makes people feel regretful, but if it stays open for a long time, it may not necessarily be as good as everyone wants in the future."
She felt that she was not so worthy of remembrance. Now that she heard her name every time, she always felt as if she was deified by the world and the world.
Perhaps, this has a lot to do with the current situation. When people are in dire straits, they always hope for gods to come to save her, and she who passed away early is a suitable person to be remembered as the incarnation of gods.
In fact, she is just a mortal body.
But it's not the case now. She is now half human and half ghost. Just talking about her "originality", she is more powerful and majestic than before.
Luo Guanlin, who was frowning dissatisfied when he heard what she said about "ephemeral flowers", saw the girl confidently saying: "The deceased has passed away. Sir, it is better to focus on the people around you. Maybe I will be better than others."
Luo Guanlin looked at her puzzled, what kind of blue did she play?
Chang Suining: "Don't you know, sir? I was picked up by the former prince back then."
Luo Guanlin: "..."
He has seen thick-skinned people, but rarely has he seen someone so thick-skinned...
It was just a casual encounter, but the former Crown Prince was actually "outdone" by her... Just rub it against her!
Sure enough, within three sentences, she would start talking nonsense, which was already her specialty.
Luo Guanlin could no longer feel angry and was too lazy to answer the question.
Having been praised enough, Chang Suining ended the topic happily, stretched out his arms to pick up the large characters, admired it for a moment, and said: "In this way, it is called Wueryuan."
Luo Guanlin and Lu Xiucai both subconsciously looked at the large characters held up by the girl. The three vibrant characters shone through the light and were reflected in their pupils.
At this time, they still cannot predict how strong it will grow.
…
The next day, when Luo Guanlin took Luo Ze to the outer study room, Chang Suining was in the courtyard selecting the altered manuscripts that Yao Ran had brought back. Seeing Luo Guanlin coming, she invited: "Sir, come and pick some."
Luo Guanlin walked over, raised his hand and saluted her, and looked at the boxes beside her, each containing a stack of books, which she must have selected personally -
So, he still had to choose by himself, so who should she give these first?
Sensing his gaze, Chang Suining whispered: "These are for Master Chu. They are only used as a thank you gift for naming Wuer Courtyard."
Luo Guanlin's temperament suddenly became humble, "Oh, it's for the Tutor, that's fine. You should pick first and pick more."
He even felt that the manuscript with traces of alterations should not be given to the Taifu, but should be re-copied. However, when he thought that except for General A Dian, there was really no one idle in the governor's mansion, and there were mountains of official business everywhere.
The idea had to be given up.
Chang Suining picked up the books and asked them to move them to the corridor, and then told Ache alone which box should be sent to Taifu Chu's house in the capital, which box should be sent to Qiao's wine place, and the largest box should be sent to Wu
It's like this in the hands of the girl at home.
Yes, these are not all for Mr. Chu. As for the remarks to Mr. Luo just now, they are just the art of treating the right situation.
In the next seven or eight days, Chang Suining arranged all the affairs in Jiangdu City with Wang Changshi, Mr. Luo, Shen Sanmao and others, and then repeatedly personally confirmed that there were no loopholes in Jiangdu City Defense, and was about to leave the next day.
On the eve of leaving for the army, Luo Guanlin came over holding a letter.
It turned out that one of the three old friends whom Luo Guanlin had sent a letter to invite had actually arrived in Jiangdu city.
Luo Guanlin had previously stated in a letter that if a person arrived in Jiangdu City, he would send a letter to a restaurant in the city to inform him that they would agree to meet again. As a rebel who had self-immolated to death, it was reasonable for him to be so cautious.
"So fast... then this gentleman must be Mr. Qiantang Wang who is closest to Yangzhou?" Chang Sui Ning said: "Even so, he must have rushed here as soon as he received the letter. Sir, what should I say?
Come on, no one can resist the excitement of resurrection from the dead, right?"
Luo Guanlin: "...But he doesn't want to meet me today and insists on waiting until noon tomorrow. I'm afraid there is something fishy about it."
Chang Suining thought for a while and looked at the dark sky outside the study: "Maybe he is just afraid of ghosts?"
Luo Guanlin frowned and had to admit that it was very possible.
He hesitated and said: "But your Excellency will leave early tomorrow morning -"
"I'm going on a light horse. Unless the army is marching, the route cannot be changed temporarily. I'm not in a hurry." Chang Sui Ning said: "Then I will go see Mr. Wang of Qiantang at noon tomorrow."
Luo Guanlin nodded, and arrived at the restaurant at the agreed time the next day, where he met his old friend Wang Yue who had been waiting there for a long time.
After the door was closed, Luo Guanlin took off the mask on his face.
Wang Yue's eyes widened in shock, and with the sunlight leaking in from the window, he first lowered his head and looked at the shadow at Luo Guanlin's feet.
