There are three schools in Chang'an: the Imperial College, the Hongwen Hall, and the Chongwen Hall. Although these three places teach students and students, the objects they face are quite different.
The Imperial Academy is the central official school and the highest institution of learning in the ancient education system. In the Tang Dynasty, many foreign students sent by foreign countries, such as the envoys from Japan to the Tang Dynasty, all studied in the Imperial Academy. Compared with the official academic status of the Imperial Academy, Hongwen Hall and Chongwen
The museum has the character of a private school.
Hongwen Hall belongs to the Ministry of Rites, and officials call it Bachelor of Hongwen Hall. It is responsible for correcting books, teaching students, and discussing the court system and etiquette. There are thirty-eight students admitted in each period. They are all the knowledge learned by the prime ministers and meritorious officials in the court, and the exams
Wait, it’s the same as the Imperial College. To put it simply, Hongwen Hall is similar to the Imperial College, but it’s just a private school.
The Chongwen Library is quite different. The Chongwen Library was originally a royal library for the prince to study and study. The emperor hired teachers to explain the meaning of scriptures and worldly principles to the prince. Those who can give lectures in the Chongwen Library are all great Confucians of the time.
He is called a doctor of Chongwen Hall. Naturally, the prince cannot study alone and needs to be accompanied. The Tang system stipulates: "Twenty people are born in Chongwen Hall, including those from the royal family, the empress dowager, the empress's relatives with great achievements, prime ministers and first-class meritorious officials, and those who are rich in body, food and title."
, the officials and deacons of the capital were the sons of Huangmen's ministers from the third rank of middle school." In other words, these people who accompanied the prince to study were either relatives of the emperor or the legitimate sons of the first-rank Duke. They were the "team" chosen by the emperor for the prince, and they were cultivated day and night.
There is a tacit understanding that when the prince grows up, they will also grow up, inherit the titles of their fathers, and serve the next generation of emperors.
Tang Guan was the youngest son of Tang Jian. He was not qualified to accompany the prince to study, so he studied in Hongwen Hall. The teachers in Hongwen Hall included bachelors from Hongwen Hall and professors sent by the Imperial College. The current Imperial Wine Festival is called Kong Yingda, who is the third Confucius
The eleventh generation grandson lived through the four dynasties of Northern Qi, Northern Zhou, Sui and Tang. At the end of the Sui Dynasty, the world was in turmoil, and he took refuge in Hulao. After the founding of the Tang Dynasty, Li Shimin heard about his talent and was also known as the descendant of Confucius.
Because of his identity, he was summoned to Chang'an to serve as the Imperial College's sacrificial wine and responsible for education.
Kong Yingda is an old-fashioned man and an old scholar. In his world, the Tao of Confucius and Mencius is the truth, and nothing can conflict with it. The meaning of the scriptures he explains are always word for word. How did he explain it when he was thirty years old?
When he was ten years old, he still spoke with outrageous rigidity. Like the problems of later generations of teachers, he liked honest and smart students and disliked stupid students. Tang Guan was a little different. He was the kind of naughty student who was smart but didn't work hard.
In Kong Yingda's eyes, he is more annoying than stupid students.
This time Kong Yingda came to the Hongwen Museum for the sake of frontier fortress poetry. Li Jing's army was about to return in triumph soon. As the Imperial Academy's memorial ceremony, Kong Yingda felt that he should take this opportunity to let the students feel the atmosphere of the frontier fortress, lest they all become Taiping students.
The vigilance of being prepared for danger in times of peace. Therefore, he asked the students to write poems with the theme of "Border Fortress". Not only the Hongwen Hall, but also the Imperial College and Chongwen Hall also gave the same assignment.
Seven days is enough time for composing poems. According to Kong Yingda's idea, even if these students can't write a good sentence, they can at least write one poem and won't fail to submit the paper. But seven days
Six days passed, and very few people submitted their papers. Especially in the Hongwen Hall, only two people turned in their papers, and their poems were nonsense. Kong Yingda was so angry that he came to the Hongwen Hall just to see what these students were doing.
Why can’t I write a poem?
Unexpectedly, someone handed in a paper as soon as he arrived. And it was a naughty guy who impressed him deeply. Kong Yingda didn't expect Tang Guan to write any good sentences, so he spread out the paper and took a casual look, but at this glance, he
I couldn't look away.
"A good garrison looks at the border towns, and his face is filled with sadness as he longs for his return. In one word, he describes the sufferings of the border garrison soldiers. It is so sincere and touching!"
After reading the whole poem, it took a while for Kong Yingda to sigh. Another bachelor of Hongwen Hall next to him heard that Kong Yingda had given such a high evaluation to Tang Guan's poems. He came over in confusion and frowned.
Mei finished reading the poem and said: "Master, this poem... doesn't seem to be written by Tang Guan."
Kong Yingda snorted and said: "Of course he can't write it. Look at this poem, it's majestic and profound. How could a young boy write it?"
"Could it be Mr. Tang..."
"No, it's absolutely impossible. How could Mr. Tang write for you? Stop guessing. Call Tang Guan and we'll find out once you ask."
"Master, wait a moment." The bachelor turned and left, and after a while, he brought Tang Guan. Tang Guan was still holding on to his airs. He knew the level of Li Mu's "Guan Shan Yue" and looked at the performance of all the students this time.
There is absolutely no one who can compare with his poetry. So I am not worried at all, I am just waiting for Kong Yingda to praise me.
"Master...you call me?"
"Hmm." Kong Yingda responded, pointing to the poems on the table, and said, "Who wrote this poem?" "Ah?" Tang Guan's heart suddenly trembled, and he stuttered: "Who else could it be?
"Of course you are my student." Kong Yingda lowered his face and said: "How much weight do you have, how can you hide it from my eyes? Can you write this kind of poetry? You are not a great poet who has read many poetry books.
You absolutely can't write this kind of poetry, so you'd better tell the truth, if you talk nonsense again, I'm going to tell your father."
When Tang Guan heard this, he hurriedly said: "Master, please don't always look for my father... My father is newly married, so he has no time to take care of me. Alas! Okay, I will tell you the truth. This poem is indeed not written by me.
But it was not written by a great poet. The person who wrote this poem had only just learned to read. Moreover, he did not take poetry seriously and called it a trivial matter. He said that as long as you know the meaning of the words and arrange them according to the format, it is poetry, which is not difficult at all.
None. This is different from what the Master said. The student was also a little confused, so he brought it to the Master for criticism."
"Poetry is a small way?" Kong Yingda frowned, snorted coldly, and said: "If poetry is a small way, then what is the big way? Do you think that making a good poem is great? Who is he, I want to find him
He theorizes!”
Tang Guan held back his laughter and said: "This man is Li Mu, the Marquis of Zhulu. He told me that poetry is a small way, while hammers and wood saws are the main roads. He also said that he had no time to think about poetry and was busy researching a method that could
A plow that speeds up plowing!" "Ha! How dare you, Shu! To compare poetry with a hammer and a saw is simply insulting!"
Tang Guan saw that his anger was almost gone, so he added more strength and said: "Master, the student thinks that what he said may be right. To be honest, the student was as angry as you at that time and refuted him. You
Guess what he said?"
"say what?!"
"He asked me to write a poem on the spot, and he wrote another poem, which proved that writing poetry was not difficult for him. The student was dissatisfied, so he asked him to write a poem on the topic of wine and the moon. He actually wrote another poem on the spot.
When a poem comes, I can’t even think about it for a few breaths, it just comes out of my mouth!”
Kong Yingda said angrily: "Don't flatter him. Show me what poems he has written!"
Tang Guan took out the copy of "Wine to Ask the Moon" that he had already copied and handed it to Kong Yingda. Kong Yingda hurriedly opened it and didn't speak for a while, his face turned red from holding back.