Chapter 103: Under the Half-Saint, the First Person in the Yun Kingdom Literary Circle
The two of them walked towards the Guoxue Palace. Du Ning stayed as far back as possible, not daring to stand shoulder to shoulder with Ye Jinghong.
Ye Jinghong secretly praised that if other scholars walked with the great Confucian, they would be shoulder to shoulder with the great Confucian accidentally. Even if the great Confucian did not say anything, in the eyes of others, they would be extremely proud and complacent, appearing to be equal to the great Confucian.
Du Ning always abides by etiquette and does not dare to exceed it, which shows his character.
Suddenly, a team appeared in the street and became the focus of everyone's attention.
Not only did that group of people have tall and muscular figures, but their clothing was in sharp contrast to the Yun people. Most of their clothes were feathered clothes and they wore bone toys.
Some people also wear some strange jewelry, with large earrings hanging from their ears, and a scimitar in their waist.
These people rode horses and looked at the Yun people. They held their heads high and their chests high, with deep contempt and disdain in their eyes. They showed unscrupulous contempt for the Yun people.
There were many carriages in the team, transporting many boxes, and some vehicles pulling cattle and sheep.
"They are from the Prairie tribe. During the Jingwen period, our court established diplomatic relations with the grassland tribes. I didn't expect that the Prairie tribe would send envoys to our court at this time."
"Their physiques are simply astonishing. It is estimated that one punch can weigh at least several hundred kilograms."
"Go further away and don't conflict with these people."
The people of Yun Kingdom consciously stood aside and protected the children around them.
"Haha... look at these Yun people, after meeting our grassland people, they are all as timid as mice."
"I heard that Yun State is at war with the barbarians and the Xiongnu at the same time. With their small bodies, can they defeat the barbarians and the Xiongnu? I'm afraid they are not qualified to be cannon fodder on the battlefield, right?"
"So, our grassland people are here."
The people of the grassland tribe are majestic and dignified, and they speak without restraint, without any regard for the feelings of the Yun people.
"Huh, they're just a bunch of reckless people. What's there to be arrogant about?"
"They are just uneducated rough people. There is no need to be familiar with them."
"It is."
The Yun people were angry. They were not really afraid of these grassland people, but they didn't want to cause trouble.
Who would have thought that these reckless and ignorant people would actually ridicule the Yun people like this? They were so full that they had nothing to do but scolded them, so of course everyone had to retaliate angrily.
After hearing what the Yun people said, the grassland people not only did not show any anger, but looked at the Yun people with even more contempt.
You must know that the word "grassy" is a very humiliating term for the grassland people.
If someone in the grassland tribe calls them reckless, they will dare to fight with that person and will never give up until the other party pays the price.
But they turned a blind eye, as if they didn't hear it, and were obviously mentally prepared.
They carried the gifts brought from the grassland people and slowly moved towards the imperial city.
"A strong dragon will not overwhelm a local snake, but these reckless people know how to behave."
Ye Jinghong spoke in a low voice, with fear in his eyes.
Although there are not many people in these grassland tribes, some of them possess powerful strength. They are not inferior to Confucian and Taoist scholars, or even great Confucians.
With such a master from the grasslands coming to serve as a guard, it can be seen that the grassland tribe mission has sent a heavyweight.
Once that person does something wrong, the grassland tribe will attack the Yun Kingdom at all costs.
"Mr. Ye, is something going to happen?" Du Ning asked worriedly.
"Don't worry, even if something happens, it won't be your turn to solve it. You can't get involved in the court's affairs now."
Ye Jinghong said: "Your task now is to prepare to participate in the Academy Competition and strive to obtain a student status to enter the Guoxue Palace, so that you can have the opportunity to participate in the trials of various countries and win glory for the literary world of our Yun Kingdom."
"Don't worry, Mr. Ye, the students will do their best," Du Ning said.
"Let's go."
Ye Jinghong took Du Ning and continued to the Chinese Academy of Sciences.
Not long after, the two arrived at the entrance of the Chinese Academy of Sciences.
Du Ning handed the invitation letter to the guard. Seeing that Du Ning was accompanied by the scholar, the guard's soldiers did not dare to neglect and hurriedly brought the two of them into the city within the city.
"This is the key to room 36 in the south dormitory area of Xuegong City. You will stay here temporarily for the next few days, and Guoxue Palace will be responsible for your food."
"Thank you."
After going through a series of procedures, Du Ning got the key to temporarily live in the Guoxue Palace. He will live in the Guoxue Palace for the next few days. Except that he cannot attend classes in the Guoxue Palace, his other treatment is the same as that of the students of the Guoxue Palace.
But the matter is not over yet.
Ye Jinghong took Du Ning to the teaching room. There were five great Confucians, eight bachelors, and twelve Hanlin scholars, all of whom were taught by the Guoxue Palace.
People with different Confucianism and Taoism have different qualities, they are good at different things, and the courses they teach are also different.
"Brother Jinghong, you are well."
"Brother Ye, long time no see, why do you have time to come to the academy to see us?"
"I miss you so much, I won't come home until I get drunk tonight."
The teachers were very happy after seeing Ye Jinghong.
"Everyone, Ye Jinghong is so polite." Ye Jinghong smiled at everyone.
"Student Du Ning, I have met all of you gentlemen." Du Ning bowed and saluted.
"Oh, it turns out you are the famous student from Suzhou Academy of Literature."
"A majestic and majestic person, neither humble nor arrogant. He is indeed proud of a humble family."
"It turns out that you came to the Guoxue Palace with Brother Ye, please take a seat!"
After the teachers learned Du Ning's identity, they all showed pleasant smiles. Only a few of them changed their expressions, and then quickly smiled back.
"I remember that around the first half of the year, the Guoxue Palace included "Bamboo and Stone" written by Du Gongzi. This poem can sharpen one's mind and courage. It is truly a blessing to meet the author today."
"Master Du became famous at a young age and has made outstanding achievements. He is truly an example of a scholar."
"Given time, we will surely achieve great success."
I don’t know whether the teachers are sincerely praising me, maliciously praising me, or deliberately testing Du Ning’s character.
Because proud people can't stand praise. If Du Ning is so praised by a few words, everyone's impression of Du Ning will become extremely bad.
Du Ning's face did not change and he said slowly: "You gentlemen, I really appreciate you. There are people outside the world, and there is heaven outside the world. I really don't dare to be called a role model for literati."
"We are not complimenting you, we are just telling the truth."
"You are a student of Ye Jinghong's liberal arts college, how could you be an ordinary person?"
"It is."
The teachers continued to praise with a smile.
However, Du Ning remained calm and calm.
Such a gesture actually made some people look at him differently.
Seeing that Du Ning didn't do this, everyone stopped giving meaningless compliments.
Ye Jinghong felt relieved that in front of so many people, Du Ning did not embarrass him.
If Du Ning shows that he is complacent and does not take others seriously, someone will stand up and teach Du Ning a lesson the next moment, which will also make Ye Jinghong lose face, and he will not be able to see these people in the future.<
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"Mr. Ye, you don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing. You came to us, aren't you just here to reminisce about the past?"
Suddenly, a scholar who was over fifty years old walked in. This man had a boyish face and long white eyebrows, which was very conspicuous.
"White-browed Gong."
"Mr. Jiang."
"Brother Jiang."
All the teachers present stood up to pay their respects.
"Mr. Baimei? Could it be Mr. Jiang Xingtian, the chief instructor of the Chinese Academy of Sciences?"
Du Ning read books in his spare time and naturally knew that Jiang Xingtian's literary name was very famous in the literary world of Yun State. When he was young, he was determined to learn. He imitated Confucius and traveled around the country to find famous teachers everywhere. His footprints were all over the world.
Jiang Xingtian's birthplace was unknown in the first half of his life, but after returning to China, he spent ten years compiling "Xingtian Travels", which recorded Jiang Xingtian's experiences traveling to various countries from the age of 20 to 62, as well as the opinions of literary giants from various countries on him.
His guidance and tests included the knowledge of various schools and their annotations. The contents were full of practical information, which shocked the literary circles of various countries. From then on, he was out of control. Within a few years, he was promoted from a Jinshi to a great Confucian, and served as the director of Chinese Studies.
Gong Jiaoxi.
Within a few years, he was promoted to chief tutor, and his status in the Guoxue Palace was second only to that of the Half-Saint Fan Qianfeng. In the literary world of Yun Kingdom, Jiang Xingtian was the well-deserved No. 1 literary brother under the Half-Sage.
Many literary figures in the Yun Kingdom mentioned part of Jiang Xingtian's life experience in articles published, which was extremely inspiring.
Such an achievement in the literary world cannot even be matched by Du Ning's "The Thousand Character Essay".
Now Jiang Xingtian is nearly eighty years old. Because of his talent, he maintains a younger appearance than his actual age. His physical fitness is even more impressive, and he is capable of crushing stubborn rocks and carrying tens of thousands of pounds on his shoulders.
Because his eyebrows are white and long, he is known as the "White Eyebrow Man".
Du Ning recalled the relevant information about Jiang Xingtian and seemed more respectful.
Ye Jinghong smiled and said: "Mr. Baimei, I want Du Ning to attend classes with the students at the Guoxue Palace for two days. I wonder if it can be convenient for you, old man?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Du Ning's expression suddenly changed.
Listening to classes with students at the Guoxue Palace?
Special treatment!
Did you hear that right?
Du Ning was actually a little excited.
His expression was also caught by the scholars, who instantly guessed that Du Ning did not know Ye Jinghong's intention of bringing him here, otherwise he would not have acted so abruptly without any mental preparation.
Everyone looked at Jiang Xingtian. With him here, no one else was qualified to make the decision.
A bachelor said: "Mr. Ye, as a great scholar, do you want to break the rules of the Guoxue Palace? This is really unreasonable!"
"So it's Zhou Junlang. Who do you think you are? Is it your turn to speak here?"
Ye Jinghong retorted, not taking this person seriously at all.
How can a great scholar dare to interrupt a conversation between great scholars?
Someone was secretly laughing.
"Presumptuous!" Zhou Junlang looked angry.
"Shut up!"
Jiang Xingtian glared at Zhou Junlang, full of warning.
Zhou Junlang turned pale with fright and did not dare to say anything.
"Brother Ye, the Guoxue Palace has the rules of the Guoxue Palace. Aren't you making things difficult for us?"
Jiang Xingtian spoke slowly, with an expression that clearly meant he was rejecting people thousands of miles away, but there was no hint of disgust in his tone. Instead, he deliberately lengthened the end of his voice.
"Brother Jiang, you are the chief instructor here, is this an embarrassment? It's just a piece of cake." Ye Jinghong said disapprovingly.
Jiang Xingtian rolled his eyes at Ye Jinghong, pretending to be impatient and said: "Even if it's just a little effort, why should I give you this convenience? Go, go, stay somewhere cool."
"No! Brother, I came prepared today."
Ye Jinghong waved his sleeves, and the space in front of him fluctuated like water. Then, with a flash of light, a wine gourd fell out of it and was caught in his hand.
Everything is in your sleeves!
This is the spatial ability that only Jinshi have. They use their own Confucianism and Taoism cultivation and talents to open up space and be able to access items anytime and anywhere, the size of which depends on the scholar's cultivation.
It is said that the space in the Half Saint Sleeve can hold everything within ten miles, which is equivalent to a square world.
Some semi-saints use the skills of Qiankun in their sleeves to open up a limited literary world of Qiankun, in which they set up traps to hone Hanlin and Grand Scholars.
After some semi-saints pass away, their clothes will be made into the keys of the universe in their sleeves. The great scholar who puts on the semi-saint clothes can use their power to open the world of semi-saint literature.
For the human race, the semi-saint Qiankun Wenjie is an extremely precious treasure, and it is usually kept by the semi-saints of the Guoxue Palace.
At this time, Jiang Xingtian glanced at the gourd in Ye Jinghong's hand, and his eyes were instantly attracted to it.
"Could this be..." Jiang Xingtian's eyes lit up.
"Hehe, this is the 'Qionghua Brew' that you like to drink the most, but it took me twenty years to brew it. The taste... is simply amazing... I can't bear to drink it myself..." Ye
Jinghong said seductively.
Du Ning suddenly remembered that Jiang Xingtian had a well-known hobby, which was Qionghua Brewing.
The standard for a jar of wine in the Yun Kingdom is about ten kilograms, but it can be packed in such a small gourd. It can be seen that the gourd is also a treasure similar to space.
Du Ning was speechless. He actually used wine to bribe the famous Jiang Xingtian. Only Ye Jinghong could do it...
"It's just a jar of Qionghua brew? Who cares about it?"
Jiang Xingtian looked disdainful.
Ye Jinghong opened the bottle cap, and a strong aroma of wine suddenly hit his face.
"Since Brother Jiang doesn't like it, I won't force it. Come on, I'll share it with others."
Zhou Junlang and some others laughed sarcastically. No child would be fooled by Ye Jinghong's trick. Isn't he looking down on Jiang Xingtian too much?
Who is Jiang Xingtian? How could he fall into the trap as the number one semi-saint in the Yun Kingdom literary world?
Suddenly there was a "pop" sound, Jiang Xingtian snatched the gourd as if he was snatching it, and drank two big mouthfuls of "gudonggudong" in front of everyone.
“Good wine!”
Jiang Xingtian looked slightly drunk.
"You..."
Zhou Junlang and others were even more unhappy.
Du Ning was stunned, you are a great scholar! In this public place, can you be a little polite in front of everyone! Are you so dissolute? Are you really bribed by a jar of wine?
"Yang Bilou."
"My little brother is here."
A middle-aged scholar bowed slightly, his expression slightly respectful.
"This Du Ning will join your Juren class for a few days. Is that okay?" Jiang Xingtian said.
"Since Mr. Bai Mei has spoken, this matter will naturally be easy to handle." Yang Bilou readily agreed.
