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Chapter 839: The Discordant Zhu Ping'an

 The style of a king?!

The virtue of a concubine?!

Dr. Yang's theory of "Guan Ju" was like a thunder in the clear sky, exploding in everyone's minds. Even though he had finished speaking, the lingering sound still lingered in everyone's minds and could not be cut off for a long time.

"Guan Ju" can still be interpreted in this way?!!!

Dr. Yang's theory of "Guan Ju" seems to have opened the door to another world for everyone, which is suddenly enlightening and refreshing.

For a moment, everyone was immersed in Dr. Yang's lingering voice and stunned.

It was so quiet in the lecture hall that you could hear a needle drop.

"Suck..."

The sound of drinking tea broke the silence of the room.

Dr. Yang, who was on the podium, followed the sound and noticed something unusual in the lecture room - the boy named Zhu sitting in the corner was drinking tea with his head down. The reason why he made a slurping sound was probably because the tea was too hot.

It’s really rotten wood that cannot be carved!

Everyone else was convinced by his own judgment and fell into deep thought, but this rotten tree was still drinking tea!

How thirsty can you be? Will you die if you take one less sip?!

Dr. Yang gave Zhu Ping'an a look of contempt, letting him slowly understand. Unfortunately, Luo Hua was deliberately merciless. Someone lowered his head and drank seriously, and did not even see Dr. Yang's emotional glance.

Next, Dr. Yang no longer had time to pay attention to Zhu Ping'an, a latecomer, because the others had already come to their senses.

"good!"

“Wonderful, so wonderful!”

After Zhu Ping'an drank tea, a loud cheer suddenly erupted in the lecture hall, and then quickly became a prairie fire.

"Great kindness! What a king's style! What a concubine's virtue! Dr. Yang's interpretation of "Guan Ju" can be called the finishing touch, every word is a classic, every sentence is a legend. Haha, since Dr. Yang,

I'm afraid no one will dare to discuss "Guan Ju" lightly anymore."

Mr. Zhang, the chief lecturer of Prince Jing's Mansion, couldn't help but stand up after listening to Dr. Yang Guan Ju's remarks. He was full of praise for Dr. Yang on the podium. Regarding Dr. Yang's "The style of a king and the virtues of a concubine",

The rating is very high.

Mr. Zhang is a rather old-fashioned person, and Dr. Yang's remarks about the king's demeanor and the virtues of a concubine simply spoke to his heart.

"One talk with you is worth ten years of reading. Dr. Yang has reached the pinnacle of the Book of Songs with this theory. Hahaha, if we have the opportunity to work with Dr. Yang in Prince Jing's Mansion in the future, we will be blessed."

Ma Huating admired Dr. Yang very much. He slightly winked at Dr. Yang on the podium, and his words seemed to imply something.

"Well, yes, Dr. Yang's more than one month of hard work has been in vain, and it is worth the money. This interpretation of 'The Style of a King and the Virtue of a Concubine' can be regarded as the most comprehensive interpretation of "Guan Ju" in the past hundred years.

A novel and highly interpreted interpretation.”

Mr. Liu squinted his eyes and smiled slightly, looking at Yang Guoliang and nodding his head twice, full of praise for him.

"The style of a king, the virtues of a concubine are interesting"

Gao Gong repeated softly and looked up at Yang Guoliang on the stage. This was the first time he looked at Yang Guoliang with a straight face, and he seemed to be a little impressed.

In other words, if Yang Guoliang knew that this was the first time Gao Gong had looked at him seriously, I wonder what he would think.

"Master Yang's great talent"

King Yu raised his head and looked at Yang Guoliang, his eyes filled with admiration.

"You can die in the morning and die in the evening. Thank you Master Yang for your teachings. After listening to Master Yang's interpretation of "Guan Ju", I was enlightened and benefited a lot. Confucius once said in "Guan Ju" that "it is joyful but not obscene, sad but

"Not hurt" is still not very clear in Zai Zhen. Today, we have a conversation with Master Yang and we will know the true meaning of Confucius. "Be happy but not lascivious, sad but not sad." Therefore, Guan Ju is happy to have a lady who matches a gentleman, but he is worried about promoting talents without being lascivious.

; To mourn the graceful and graceful, to think of the virtuous and talented without harming the good, this is the original meaning of Guan Ju. In the future, if Master Yang, a great scholar, has any confusion about the Five Classics, he must ask Master Yang for advice.

I hope Master Yang won’t find Zai Zhen troublesome.”

King Jing smiled slightly and thanked Yang Guoliang on the stage, and his evaluation of Yang Guoliang rose several levels.

Yang Guoliang really deserves his reputation.

His talent is better than his reputation.

Thinking about the words that the chamberlain quietly said to him when he came to Prince Jing's Mansion today to convey his father's oral instructions, a light flashed in Prince Jing's eyes, and when he looked at Yang Guoliang, he became even more passionate and sincere.

"What the hell, these are just some immature opinions of Yang. Your Excellencies, Yang is really unworthy of your praise."

Yang Guoliang's face was full of spring breeze, he faced everyone, smiled and shook his head, repeatedly saying that he didn't dare to take it seriously.

Then, he bowed his hands to King Jing and said, "How dare you? As long as Your Highness does not mind Guoliang's humble opinion, Guoliang is willing to sweep the bed and make tea every day to treat Your Highness."

"The style of a king, the virtue of a concubine. Haha, if Master Yang has this humble opinion, I am afraid that no one will be able to speak in the future." King Jing said with a smile on his face.

"Ashamed, ashamed" Dr. Yang said with a smile.

"Dr. Yang, please stop being humble. If you continue to be humble, we will be embarrassed to see others."

"haha, yes"

Ma Huating and others praised Yang Guoliang again.

The atmosphere is very good.

"Ahem"

At this moment, a discordant voice suddenly came, as if someone was choking on tea.

Who?

It was so disturbing to the scenery that everyone looked at the sound.

"Ahem, sorry"

Zhu Pingan put a fist to his lips with one hand and held a teacup in the other. He coughed and apologized to everyone, as if he accidentally choked on the tea.

"Haha, I think Mr. Zhu seems to have different opinions on Dr. Yang's "Guan Ju" theory? Why don't you come and listen to us?"

Ma Huating looked at Zhu Pingan with a sinister smile, twitched his lips and said that he had long since looked down upon Zhu Pingan.

A scoundrel who relies on his words, flattery, opportunism and tricks to get to the top, and is so greedy for money that he doesn't even hesitate to mess with pigs.

When you pass the imperial examination this year, you should read the "Collected Commentary on the Four Books" annotated by me.

Humph, now you are qualified to lecture the prince with us?! When did the threshold for imperial masters become so low?!

Seeing Zhu Ping'an's appearance at this moment, he frowned even more. You are just a fool, just trying to find a corner to get by peacefully, but you are still so embarrassing.

Everyone is listening and discussing the sutras attentively, but you are drinking tea at the side. You are just drinking tea, and you are still choked?!

Shameless!

rude!

inability!

Since you brought it upon yourself, don't blame me for showing your eyes. Ma Huating looked at Zhu Pingan with a sinister smile, and brought Zhu Pingan to the center of focus with one sentence.

"Oh, that's it. I said that when I was discussing "Guanyong" just now, Mr. Zhu was absent-minded. Haha, Mr. Zhu is young and promising, and he must have some high-level discussions. Please give me some advice. Yang should be all ears.

."

Yang Guoliang squinted at Zhu Ping'an, stretched out his right hand in a gesture of invitation, and said leisurely.

There is a faint smell of gunpowder in the air.


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