Yu Xian heard this, but he didn't think so in his heart.
Dong Bai enlightened his politics and gradually delegated power in order to accumulate strength and prepare for his return to Shu.
How easy is it to achieve stability in this world?
He smiled at the two of them and said, "It doesn't matter, Cai Mu and I have some connections. When we were in Luoyang, we had friendships with Uncle Cai and his daughter. Now that he has returned to Beijing, he can bring a few words back with him."
Although Cai Mu is not old, he is of high seniority. He is the son of Cai Zhi and the cousin of Cai Yong.
The two of them were a little suspicious after hearing this, and looked at each other, but they didn't feel comfortable questioning him further.
The two of them had no choice but to say, "In that case, let's ask Brother Xian to speak in the courtyard."
With that said, he led the way to Yingchuan Academy.
Yingchuan Academy was built by various wealthy families in Yingchuan. It covers a vast area and has palaces, pavilions and corridors stretching for miles.
In addition to students traveling between different buildings, there are also women and children of all ethnic groups playing inside.
Yu Xian then saw several gardens guarded by servants. According to the elder, there were distinguished guests from Chang'an who were temporarily sending family papers here.
Yu Xian asked a few questions casually, and then he understood more clearly what private study was.
This place is more like a private garden established by several big families. Confucian scholars from all over the world can freely stay here, and each tribe will provide generous offerings, while the children of each tribe can visit in a targeted manner to ask for advice.
No wonder these two people look so repulsive. In this era, knowledge is a very important resource. Who is willing to share it easily?
The Ancient Chinese School is better, it just trades knowledge as a resource.
The Jinwen School is relatively unscrupulous in this regard.
In addition to the fact that knowledge is hard to come by, the Jinwen School also pays attention to orderly inheritance. If you don't have a place under a great Confucian school, no matter how much you learn and become rich, you will not be recognized.
Yu Xian was used to this.
Groups with vested interests naturally formulate rules that best suit their interests in order to safeguard their interests.
Although this way of binding interpersonal relationships with "Heaven, Earth, Lord, Relative, and Master" brings many restrictions to the disciples, it also has many benefits.
That is this system, which works together to block the way for outsiders.
After passing several corridors, the younger one pointed to a garden at the back and said, "Behind the Panthéon is the Linyou Garden where the two celebrities bid farewell."
Yu Xian nodded slightly.
The older one reminded me, "There are many portraits of famous Confucians in the Panthéon who have studied the Book of Songs throughout the ages. We have been worshiping them for a long time, and they are quite spiritual. Brother Xian, please don't be scornful."
Even though the Ancient Text School does not pursue orderly inheritance like the Modern Text School, the things they learn can still be traced back to their origins.
For example, after Confucius compiled the Book of Songs, the clearer successor was Zixia. Zixia passed it on to Wu Qi’s master Zeng Shen, who passed it on to Wu Qi’s master brother Li Ke.
When Yu Xian replaced Wu Qi in completing tasks, he became Zixia's dictation disciple, which was regarded as another inheritance.
During the Qin Dynasty, the Book of Songs suffered a devastating blow.
Later, Shen Peigong from Lu, Yuan Gusheng from Qi, and Han Ying from Yan continued to inherit the Book of Songs. These three tributaries are collectively called the Three Schools of Poetry. Because each of the three has its own inheritance, it is regarded as today's
Literary poetry school.
Later, the King of Hejian obtained the writings of Mao Heng and Mao Chang during the Warring States Period, and added another genre to the inheritance of "The Book of Songs", called "Mao Shi". This "Mao Shi" was obtained out of thin air, and there is no clear explanation.
Right, how to study it all depends on each individual's understanding, so it is regarded as the classical poetry school.
It's just that although the beginning of the Guwen School was pure, its thought itself was an aggressive thing. From the beginning of its birth, it had the expansion instinct to cover similar doctrines.
As famous Confucian scholars gradually concentrated their power of interpretation, the ancient literature school inevitably began to transform into the modern literature school. This is the so-called "first to learn from others, and then to become a family."
Later, Zheng Xuan re-annotated "Mao Shi". The emergence of Zheng Xue immediately swept the three modern schools and almost monopolized the right to interpret "The Book of Songs".
The three of them walked to the cloister in front of the Panthéon. There were servants serving there already, lighting incense and welcoming them over.
The elder handed it to Yu Xian and introduced, "Brother Xian must also have a lineage, so I should offer incense and pay tribute. Here are the various inheritances of "Lu Shi"..."
Yu Xian took a closer look and saw portraits of people hanging on both sides of the corridor, with biographies of the people written in the blank spaces.
Roughly speaking, they are Liu Jiao, Kong Anguo, Xu Yan, Quemen Qingji, Wei Xian, Zhang Youqing, Zhao Guan and Gong Sheng. At the end is the leader of Lu Confucianism, Shen Peigong.
The incense stick was handed over, and Yu Xian took it casually.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred.
The corridor seemed to be blown by a gust of breeze, and all the portraits that Yu Xian had looked at turned their backs to face each other, as if they did not dare to accept the incense stick.
The two young students were shocked.
The young one even stretched out his hand to try, but the gust of wind seemed to blow out of thin air, and there was not even a trace of wind after that.
The two of them were shocked, suspicious, and unbelievable.
He glanced at Yu Xian carefully, but didn't believe it.
They felt guilty and did not dare to straighten the portrait again.
Yu Xian, however, had some guesses and couldn't help but laugh and said, "I have nothing to do with the "Lu Shi" school. It seems that I have to go to the front to have a look."
The older one smiled reluctantly, stretched out his hand to lead the way, "Please."
There was another corridor ahead, and the older student introduced, "Here are the sages who have passed down "Qi Shi". To be honest, even Chen Gongji, the dean of our Yingchuan Academy, also studied Qi Shi. He
I often come here to offer incense.”
Yu Xian didn't do anything this time. The portraits with the names Kuang Heng, Xiao Wangzhi, Shi Dan, Ma Yuan, Jing Luan, Fuli, etc. were all turned over as before.
Even Yuan Gusheng, who is at the very end, is no exception.
This made the two young students stunned.
What is one thing, how can it be more?
Yu Xian smiled again and said, "It seems that I have no connection with Qi Shi."
After saying that, he walked forward casually.
The two young students no longer dared to speak out. They breathed softly and followed Yu Xian, looking at each other wildly.
Yu Xian walked to the corridor in front, stopped, smiled at the two of them and asked, "Which school is in front of you?"
The older student was nonchalant, but the younger student replied without any hesitation, "The front is where "Han Shi" is. It is said that even the great scholar Zheng Gongxuan studied "Han Shi" first and then "Mao Shi".
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Yu Xian didn't pay much attention and entered the corridor with his hands behind his back.
Soon, the portraits of Han Shang, Cai Yi, Wang Ji, Changsun Shun, Xue Han, Tantai Jingbo, Liang Shang and others, as well as the portrait of Han Ying, the ancestor of "Han Shi", were all turned over.
The older student had sweat on his forehead. He hesitated again and again before asking in a respectful low voice, "Student Boling Cui Zhouping, do you dare to ask the scholar's name?"
The younger one also understood the seriousness and timidly said from the side, "Student Yingchuan Shi Guangyuan, I'm offended."