"Nephew Shizhong, have you ever read this article by Tao Yuanliang?" Xu Ling slowly took out a collection of essays from the bookshelf, "Tao Yuanliang's articles are easy to read and write, and they are full of expressiveness, but although your poems are written
It’s good, but the articles you just submitted to me are a mess, so it’s better to learn from Tao Yuanliang’s writing style.”
Li Xingchen hurriedly reached out and took the "Collected Works of Tao Yuanming". In later generations, perhaps Tao Yuanming's poems, as long as they are outstanding, will be known to the world, but in this era of still relying on handwritten copies of books, the value of this book is real
Not low.
Obviously Xu Ling cherished this "Collected Works of Tao Yuanming" very much and often read it. The book was densely filled with annotations, which made Li Xingchen more and more respect this literary master who was one of the best in the Southern and Northern Dynasties. He taught students in accordance with their aptitude.
In addition to educating people, Xu Ling was able to see at a glance the shortcomings of the articles written by Li Xingchen and the areas that should be improved, and quickly provided solutions. This level is naturally quite high.
Xu Ling said with a smile: "Although Tao Yuanliang failed in his life, he finally retired to the foot of Dongli Nan Mountain. As a nephew in the prime of life, he did not want to study, but I have to say that his articles are quite remarkable.
, especially since your behavior has always been stable and open-minded, so it is suitable for you to study "The Collection of Tao Yuanming", but don't let this book down."
Seeing that Li Xingchen was thoughtful, Xu Ling replied that he found it difficult, and immediately patted the bookshelf: "Good nephew, don't be hindered by the book in front of you. Your poems are excellent, but your articles are not good. It shows that
You are talented, but you just lacked subsequent study and training. The reason for this is that it must have been difficult for General Chen to teach your father how to write articles when he was on the battlefield. He only taught your father the basics of poetry, otherwise he would not have appeared.
Today’s situation.”
After a pause, Xu Ling's eyes were full of expectation: "Don't let me down."
Li Xingchen hummed, and immediately wanted to speak: "Ming Gong, I still have something unclear..."
Xu Ling turned around and said calmly: "I'm afraid even I can't give you an accurate answer or solution to what you don't understand."
Li Xingchen frowned. Xu Ling obviously didn't intend to say more when he said this.
He had discussed with Pei Zilie and Xiao Shilian that Li Xingchen would come to visit Xu Ling, Pei Zilie would go to visit Wu Mingche, and Xiao Shilian would go to visit Pei Ji. It can be said that these three important officials in the court will be related to the princelings.
The question is whether we can really put up a shelf.
After all, in the final analysis, it is difficult for Shen Jungao, who is like a wandering wild crane, and Xiao Mohe, who has just stepped into the first position in the army, to support the prince's faction by themselves or together, so they still need the support of the veterans in the court.
, and compared to Wu Mingche and Pei Ji, Xu Ling, the old fox, is certainly the most difficult and best candidate to deal with.
However, this Xu Ling is obviously not so easy to deal with. A veteran who has the ability to reach this position step by step naturally knows how to be measured and pay attention to everything. At least for now, Xu Ling will not let himself get involved rashly.
Involved in the dispute between the two princes.
Li Xingchen looked at Xu Ling's back and did not pursue him. Xu Ling could not be persuaded with just a few words, and Li Xingchen did not expect to easily capture Xu Ling the first time. Or for Chen Shubao and his party, even if
Xu Ling didn't express his position in the end, so it would be a good thing as long as he didn't help each other.
"Ming Gong has a rich collection of books in his house. If Ming Gong doesn't dislike it, the younger generation should come more often to ask for Ming Gong's advice." Li Xingchen cupped his hands and said loudly.
Xu Ling paused. The old man turned around and glanced at Li Xingchen. He pointed at the books around him and said, "My dear nephew, I will read the book without saying a word."
Li Xingchen nodded hurriedly, walked to the table aside, opened the "Collected Works of Tao Yuanming" and took a closer look. The small regular script on it was densely packed with analysis, praise and criticism of Tao Yuanliang's articles. Li Xingchen couldn't care about anything else for a while.
For him, persuading Xu Ling to express his position was one, and taking this opportunity to gain some knowledge was the other.
Naturally, there is no reason to delay the second just because the first is not accomplished.
Seeing Li Xingchen's serious and attentive look, Xu Ling nodded happily. He also paced back and forth among the bookshelves, looking at the books that he had painstakingly collected when he was young, just like looking at his own children.
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However, the sound of hurried footsteps suddenly sounded, interrupting the tranquility in the entire study. A domestic servant walked up to Xu Ling in small steps: "Ming Gong, the carriages of the two princesses have already arrived outside the door."
"Oh?" Xu Ling nodded, looked back at Li Xingchen who was writing something, waved his hand, "Let's go, go out to greet him."
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"Did Xiao Yuanyin ask you to come?" Wu Mingche looked at Pei Zilie who was standing respectfully behind him.
No matter how cold and inaccessible Pei Zilie was outside, he always looked humble in front of Wu Mingche. Hearing Wu Mingche's question, Pei Zilie shook his head: "Actually, General Zuowei just asked us to walk around a few houses and didn't say anything.
He didn’t say who he wanted to do, so it can’t be said that General Zuowei asked his subordinates to come.”
Wu Mingche paused the pen in his hand and slowly put it down. The old man raised his head and smiled and looked at the child who was almost single-handedly raised by himself in the army. Perhaps it was because after returning to Jiankang Prefecture, he was not as tired as he was on the front line, so
Wu Mingche's complexion improved a lot, and the pain in his back sores that had been bothering him seemed to have eased. At this time, the old man obviously seemed to be in a good mood.
The old man's gaze did not make Pei Zilie feel unhappy. Instead, he looked straight at Wu Mingche. Wu Mingche couldn't help but nodded with relief. Although this child was not taught by himself now, his decisive and daring character would start from now on.
It could be seen in his eyes that there was still no change, which made the old man laugh happily:
"Master, you have only been following Xiao Yuanyin for a few days, and you already know how to defend him in every way?"
Pei Zilie waved his hands repeatedly, then figured out something and said seriously: "Well, since I follow General Zuowei, I should naturally protect General Zuowei. This is my duty."
"It's a pity that many people can't do your job." Wu Mingche said lightly, "That's all, we don't have a lot of twists and turns. I know why you are here."
Pei Zilie suddenly took a step forward: "My subordinates are not talented and do not understand many profound principles, so I would like to ask Sikong to sum it up in one sentence so that my subordinates can understand."