"The so-called debate on the classics is to use the scriptures as topics. Two people ask and answer questions. The questions are all from Confucian classics. The person being asked needs to explain the meaning. These classics include but are not limited to the Thirteen Classics. Qin Xiangyoun
At that time, he was famous in Kyoto for his classic debates, but he could not compare with the great Wen Zong of Qi. If you want to win, you not only need to be familiar with the principles of these classics, but you also need to have your own opinions, which is extremely difficult." Emperor Jing said.
Looking at Li Yi, his eyes were a little strange.
"Really two months?" Li Yi asked again with some uncertainty.
"You have no words to joke." Emperor Jing nodded, half-smiling but not smiling.
Li Yi touched his nose and made a sudden appearance, "Your Majesty, I suddenly remembered that I seem to... also know a little bit about the meaning of the classics."
"You have to think about it. The sum of those classics and meanings can fill half a room. And the great Wen Zong of Qi State has been studying the classics and meanings all his life. Even a bachelor of Hongwenguan may not be able to master the classics and meanings.
If you beat him, if you lose, I won't punish you. Just treat it as if I didn't say anything about allowing you to take Yongning out of the palace."
Li Yi secretly despised him in his heart. He just said something about Jun Wu, but in the blink of an eye he wanted to regret it. If he hadn't taken his identity into consideration, he would have spat out his contempt.
"Your Majesty, don't worry. It just so happens that I am somewhat confident in the classics and meanings." Li Yi looked at Emperor Jing and said with a smile.
A trace of seriousness finally appeared on Emperor Jing's face, "Are you serious?"
"Two months, is your Majesty also serious?" Li Yi said again.
Since you are making a transaction, you need to confirm the chips again and again beforehand.
Emperor Jing thought for a while, nodded and said: "Tomorrow morning, I will send someone to pick you up. If you can win back another victory for me, I will raise your title to another level. I'm afraid that the county magistrate at such a weak age will
Kyoto will be shocked by this, what do you think?"
"I will go back and prepare first." The title is not important. If you are promoted to a higher level, you will be just a county uncle. It is far behind the Duke. Li Yi cupped his hands and was about to leave. He took two steps and seemed to think of something.
Walked back.
"What else do you want?" Emperor Jing looked at him and asked.
"There are no requirements..." Li Yi looked a little confused, looked at Emperor Jing and asked, "I just want to ask Your Majesty, what are the Thirteen Classics...?"
"..."
"Did I really be too hasty this time?" Li Yi had already left for a while, and Emperor Jing rubbed his brows and asked with some suspicion.
"Your Majesty, may I allow this old slave to say something?" Changde, who had always been silent in front of Emperor Jing, suddenly said.
Emperor Jing waved his hand and said: "There is no need to be polite between you and me."
Changde thought for a while and said, "Your Majesty, do you think Mr. Li will agree to something that he is not sure about?"
Emperor Jing was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said: "From the time I started paying attention to him, until now, except for the incident of beating the King of Shu that surprised me, he has always been calm in doing things. He will not take risks easily if he is not 100% sure."
"In that case, Your Majesty doesn't have to worry." Chang De said with a smile.
Emperor Jing thought for a moment, smiled on his face, and nodded: "I'm overly worried. Let's see tomorrow what kind of surprise he will give me, the civil and military officials of the dynasty, and the people of Jing State..."
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When they came back from Qinzheng Hall, they left a little of each rare meal for themselves. While eating, Li Yi asked Li Mingzhu: "How to get to Hongwen Hall?"
"What are you doing at Hongwen Hall?" Li Mingzhu asked with raised eyebrows.
Hongwen Museum is a national library, and most of the people in the library are old bachelors who manage and correct books. In her opinion, Li Yi does not seem to like someone who likes reading.
Li Yi glanced at him and said: "Your Majesty asked me to debate scriptures with that great Wen Zong tomorrow. I have to go and see what is being debated..."
Li Mingzhu's beautiful eyes widened: "Debate, you?"
"What's wrong with me?" Li Yi looked at him dissatisfied, "Don't look down on people. Who said that older people are more powerful? After all, this era is for young people. The waves behind you in the Yangtze River beat the waves in front, and the waves in front will die on the beach. You
understand?"
Li Mingzhu frowned and said, "Are you serious? You have already won the battle of poetry and prose, so why bother trying to show off your strength? When it comes to discussing classics and meanings, can you be better than the Prime Minister of Qin and the Great Scholar of Zhou?"
Li Yi snorted, "You will know how powerful I am later."
Li Mingzhu looked at him, with a look of suspicion on her face. She competed with Da Wenzong on the meaning of scriptures for no reason. This was definitely not his character. She looked at Li Yi and asked: "What benefits did the emperor give you?"
Li Yi put down his chopsticks, sighed, looked at her, and said seriously: "What good can it do? As a citizen of Jingguo, we must always take the revitalization of the country as our own responsibility. How can we ignore the honor and disgrace of the country? What can we do?"
Stand up for the country at the critical moment, even if it means sacrificing yourself..."
"Father, have you agreed to be promoted to an official position?" Li Mingzhu asked again.
"There is no official promotion, just promotion..."
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Hongwen Hall, as a place where officials from the DPRK and Central Government retire, has always been relatively leisurely. In addition to a few old bachelors, there are some servants who do chores. Occasionally, unpopular young officials are transferred here.
, it didn’t take long for me to either resign myself or find a way to be transferred elsewhere, which shows how boring it is to work here.
Today's Hongwen Hall is not as peaceful as before. Several bachelors looked at the young people walking around in the hall from a distance, not reading, but just browsing the bookshelves casually, and they were confused.
"What's going on, Mr. Li?"
"How come he came to our Hongwen Hall, and Her Royal Highness the Princess is actually with him?"
"What is he doing? The books stored there are all classics and meanings. If you look up the books, why don't you see him flipping through them? Could it be that he can memorize all the contents of the book just by touching it like this?"
"I don't know. I heard that Mr. Li is suffering from some kind of hysteria. It seems that the rumors are true. But be sure not to irritate him, otherwise..."
Thinking of the miserable fate of King Shu, several academicians immediately took more than ten steps back.
"What are you doing?" Li Mingzhu stood next to Li Yi, looking strange, and finally couldn't help asking.
"You don't understand. We'll have a test tomorrow. We need to get familiar with it first today..." While Li Yi was speaking, he picked up another book. At the same time, there was also a book on the cleared bookshelf in his mind.
The book appeared out of thin air, and Li Yi put down the book and picked up another one...
"Familiar, familiar..."
Li Mingzhu looked at him and shook her head helplessly. No matter when or where he did, he always did things so unexpectedly that no one could guess at all.
However, judging from his appearance, he is probably already sure of winning tomorrow.
Li Mingzhu shook her head and stopped thinking about it. Thinking that it wouldn't be over for a while, she simply walked outside the hall and waited...
The Hongwen Pavilion was unusually quiet, with only a few footsteps ringing from time to time, but outside the palace, the city of Kyoto was already abuzz with a certain news.
Li Xianzi defeated Qi State in today's poetry competition, winning a victory for Jing State and making the people of Kyoto breathe a sigh of relief.
The two poems he wrote on the Golden Palace have already been posted up. As soon as the palindrome poems, which can be read forward or backward, were published, they not only blinded the eyes of countless people, but also immediately amazed countless literati.
, it turns out that poetry can still be written like this!
In addition, some gossips that people are talking about are also spread from various places in Kyoto.
For example, Zhao Xiuwen in Qi State, who is known as "the most talented poet in a thousand years", did not even write a poem today. Just after seeing Li Xianzi's poems, he immediately gave up and admitted that he "feels ashamed".
And he asked for the original manuscript of Li Xianzi's poems back...
Of course, some people also revealed that Zhao Xiuwen was actually one of the admirers of Li Xianzi's poems. He carried a collection of Li Xianzi's poems with him and could only fall asleep after reading Li Xianzi's poems several times at night...
For the people of Kyoto, what could be more satisfying than winning today's competition?
Of course there is.
That is, they not only want to win, but also win beautifully, and win to convince the people of Qi, and Li Xianzi did this.
On this day, the gloom and sadness on the faces of the people in Kyoto were gone, and there was no more gloom in their hearts; on this day, the brothel in Beijing was almost full, with literati and officials reciting poems and trying their best to release their passion; on this day,
On the same day, countless ladies in the boudoir each had a copy of "Mingyue Collection" and copied the latest song "Huanxi Sand - Dragon Boat Festival", and recited "It takes a thousand years for beauties to meet each other", their faces flushed...
On this day, Li Yi, the son of Chang'an County, became famous all over Kyoto!
[ps: This time, it’s time to pull out the golden fingers that you have almost forgotten.]
