Confucianism is supreme? I am reciting Tang poems in another world!

"My master's talent is the top one in the entire Tianyuan Continent. He reached the status of a literary giant at the age of forty. Calculating his age, he has just passed sixty this year. His future is limitless. There are even rumors that he has already I have half-stepped into the semi-saint realm, but I haven’t seen the master take action for many years, and I don’t know much about the specific situation.”

As soon as Shi Yue finished speaking, two figures appeared directly in front of Ci Song. It was his father Ci Qi Bai and his old housekeeper Gong Sun Cuo.

Ci Qibai directly grabbed Ci Song's shoulders with both hands. After carefully looking at Ci Qi Bai, he said with a little trembling in his tone: "Ci Song, you, you are really 'ink', and the blood in your body is This aura is undoubtedly that of a dragon. My son, what have you done?"

"Father, don't get excited, I, my shoulder will be broken by you."

Ci Song felt Ci Qi Bai's excitement. Although his father's hands seemed to be slightly forceful, they contained terrifying power. If his body had not been cleansed by the dragon's energy and his veins were cut, he might have been pinched.

"Okay, okay! Hahaha!" Ci Qibai let go of his shoulders, turned to look at the rice paper on the desk, took it in his hand, and read it carefully.

"I never see the ancients before me, and never see the coming ones after me. I think about the long journey of heaven and earth, and I shed tears with sadness."

"This, was this really written by you?"

Ci Qibai was shocked to see the vigorous and powerful fonts on the rice paper and the unique atmosphere of this poem, and his heart was filled with incredible wonder.

It is simply unbelievable that my son, who spends his days eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling, with nothing to do all day long, and it is more difficult for him to study than to reach heaven, could suddenly have an epiphany and write such a poem.

"The first two lines of this poem are filled with deep sadness. The ancients have never been seen before, and the newcomers have never been seen after. On the surface, they are nostalgic for the ancients and lament the things of their predecessors. In fact, they are secretly lamenting that they were born at the wrong time and life is short. , and this sentence also hides the helplessness of being unwilling to accept the status quo, but being unable to change the status quo.

"The last two sentences are about the longness of heaven and earth, and I shed tears with sadness. They seem to be lamenting the vastness between heaven and earth, but in fact they are expressing my own insignificance. Between heaven and earth, I am as humble as a grain of dust. It is also a reflection on myself. It’s a kind of self-deprecation, and it’s also a sigh of relief in the pursuit of life.”

"Although this poem only has four short sentences, it contains a variety of artistic conceptions, and each artistic conception is deeply rooted in people's hearts. The poem also contains profound meanings. It can truly be called a work handed down from generation to generation."

Gongsun Cuo slowly described the emotions contained in the poem and couldn't help but sigh.

Ci Qibai felt an indescribable sadness rising from the bottom of his heart. He never thought that his son could write such profound poems at such an age.

Looking at the fonts on the rice paper, every word seemed to be spiritual, as if beating a melody, making him feel like he was in a sad world.

"This, is this really written by my son?" Ci Qibai thought to himself.

Then he looked at Ci Song, with a bit of shock in his eyes, "My son, in the last two sentences of this poem, I can't help but shed tears while thinking about the long journey of heaven and earth. The loneliness and sadness in it have already emerged clearly. On paper. My son, could it be that you were so unruly before because you saw through the illusion of this world, so you chose to enjoy yourself in time? "

Hearing Ci Qibai's words, Ci Song couldn't help but cough in embarrassment. What about seeing through the world's illusions and enjoying life in time? It turns out that Ci Song was an out-and-out playboy, eating, drinking and having fun all day long. How could he have so much? idea.

Since Ci Qibai has said this, it must be borrowed from Po Xia Donkey and confirmed directly.

"The young master has only started reading in the past few days, and most of what he reads is related to historical events. Could this poem be inspired by reading too many past events of the past?" Gongsun Cuo guessed.

"Well... Grandpa Cuo is right, that's it."

Ci Song continued to say that he did not correct Gongsun Cuo's mistake, because the "ancients" and "coming ones" in the first two sentences actually refer to kings of the past dynasties.

The original meaning of this song "Song of Dengyouzhou" is actually Chen Ziang lamenting that he cannot meet Mingjun.

I feel the debauchery and immorality of the kings of the past dynasties and my own talent.

And this poem is understood to have another meaning here.

Ci Qibai took the rice paper in his hand and looked at it for a long time. Then he took a deep breath and said, "My son's talent is much better than mine back then. If this poem can't arouse visions, , that’s weird. However, my son, the fact that you were possessed by dragon energy must not be revealed, do you understand?”

"Understood, Uncle Yue has reminded me that I will not tell this matter." Ci Song said.

"Brother Yue, thank you very much." Ci Qibai saluted Shi Yue, and Shi Yue returned the salute and said, "This is what I should do."

Ci Qibai turned around, looked at Ci Song, and said: "My son, in a few days, it will be the enrollment day of Yan Sheng Academy in the city. I have decided to let you enter the academy to study and truly feel the literati. Atmosphere.”

"Ah? Are you asking me to go to school?" Ci Song asked in surprise. Why was he asked to go to school after he had traveled to another world?

"Master, there's no need for this. With people like us here, we can definitely teach the young master to learn. The current dean of Yan Sheng Academy is just a junior..."

"Uncle Cuo, Ci Song is twelve years old this year. It's time for him to get in touch with the outside world. If he grows up under your protection, it will be a harm to him."

"Didn't you encourage me to go out and see more of the world? Now, it's time to let Song'er go out. Besides, Yansheng College is in the city, just a few steps away, not far at all." Ci Qibai persuaded Gongsun Cuo.

After listening, Gongsun Cuo was silent for a moment, and finally nodded.

"Well, since the master has made up his mind, I won't persuade you anymore. But young master, you are famous and may be targeted and discriminated against. Let me talk to Yan Gu." At this point, Gongsun Cuo didn't continue, but Ci Qibai understood what he meant.

"My son, are you willing to go to Yansheng College? That is the college founded by Yan Yasheng. It is the best college except Confucius College. Being able to study there is the dream of all literati."

"Is that so?"

Ci Song was surprised. There is also Confucius College in the other world? There is also Yansheng College. What is Zilu's college called? Zisheng College, Lusheng College?

Seeing that Ci Song was somewhat interested, Ci Qibai said, "Yes, Yan Yasheng is both civil and military. The academy he founded is quite powerful and is ranked among the top five academies in the entire Tianyuan Continent."

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