After The Empress Acended To The Throne, I Was Forcefully Made His Greatness

Zuo Daoqi and Xu Ying stood aside, looking at the two great scholars in front of them.

"Brother Xu, who are these two?"

Xu Ying pointed at Qi Zai secretly, "One of the three masters of the academy, Qi Zai, the sage of painting."

He pointed to Wang Zunzhi again, "Guozijian offers wine, Wang Zunzhi."

Zuo Dodge was taken aback for a moment, these two old men have such a great background?

Just as he was thinking about something, he saw Qi Zai suddenly pointing at Xu Ying, "Xu Ying, what are you muttering behind your back? Take out your poem."

Xu Ying was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head, "Students don't know how to compose poetry."

"Idiot!" Qi Zai couldn't help cursing in a low voice, Xu Ying was too honest to see his intention of strategic retreat at all.

"Who is this person next to you? Isn't it a disciple of our academy?"

Qi Zai glanced at Zuo Dodge, his eyes lit up, and he quickly changed the subject.

Mentioning Zuo Daoqi, Xu Ying quickly raised his head, "Teacher, do you still remember that when Master Zhang came that day, he praised a student, that is Zuo Taibai next to me, and Master Zhang arranged for him to come to participate in the Longmen Ceremony."

A strange light flashed in Qi Zai's eyes, and he asked in a deep voice, "Can you compose poetry?"

Before Zuo Daoqi could speak, Xu Ying said, "Brother Zuo's poetry is amazing, teacher can rest assured."

Qi Zai was noncommittal, "What do you think of this old clapper's words just now?"

Zuo Dodge sighed in admiration, "Very good, the person who wrote this poem must be well educated and talented!"

There are not many opportunities to boast about yourself.

Wang Zunzhi laughed out loud, with a look of appreciation in his eyes, as if he was encouraging Zuo Daoqi to continue, "The kid has eyes, better than the poor old man like Qi Zai."

Zuo Dodge smiled shyly.

Qi Zai raised his eyes slightly, flashing a dangerous light, pointing to his extremely abstract picture of a beautiful woman coming out of the water, "Boy, Xu Ying said that you can compose poems, and now come one, which surpasses this old clapper. The painting is for you."

As if he was afraid that Zuo Daoqi would not know the value of this painting, Qi Zai winked at Xu Ying, Xu Ying understood in seconds, and explained, "Brother Zuo, teacher's paintings are priceless, if you are talented, you can directly encourage them. Even if you don’t have literary energy, you can still use it as a magic weapon after refining it with Taoist mana.”

Zuo Dodge's eyes lit up.

He also saw Qi Zai's painting just now, it can transform into a young girl, it looks very good.

It's just that Lu You's poem has been a classic for thousands of years. Which poem should I copy to suppress it?

It is really rare to fight poetry with oneself.

He took a few steps forward and clasped his fists at Qi Zai, "Dare to ask the great Confucianism, is there any subject matter requirement?"

Qi Zai raised his eyebrows slightly, and glanced at Wang Zunzhi, "It's enough to overwhelm that old clapper."

Zuo Daoqi nodded in agreement, and then said to Xu Ying, "Brother Xu, please bring me a pen and paper."

Xu Ying looked excited, nodded vigorously, and then ran all the way to find the Four Treasures of the Study, and polished them for him himself.

Zuo Daoqi took the brush and lingered for seven steps, as if he was measuring the earth, and then he wrote on the clean white paper.

‘Cooking beans burns Osmunda. '

'The bean weeps in the cauldron. '

'This is from the same root. '

'Why is it too urgent to fry each other? '

After Zuo Daoqi finished writing, he put down his pen, stared at the words on the rice paper, and felt that his cursive script was getting better and better. Then his face returned to calm, neither sad nor happy, and he pointed to the paper with both hands, and said to Qi Zai.

"Fulfilling the mission, let Master Qi taste it."

There was a short silence in the courtyard, Qi Zai and Wang Zunzhi hurried to the desk, staring at the rice paper silently.

There seemed to be fire in their eyes.

After a while, the eyes full of flames shifted to Zuo Dodge.

Fiery and deep!

Qi Zai wanted to say something at first, but when he thought of the meaning of this poem, he glared at Wang Zunzhi, turned around with a cold snort, and asked Zuo Dodge kindly, "Taibai, what's the name of this poem?"

Zuo Dodge quickly cupped his fists, "Seven-step poem!"

The two fell silent again.

Then a sense of shame arose in my heart. They all came from Julu Academy, but because of this trivial matter, they quarreled so much that they were even pointed out by the juniors with poems.

"Good poetry!"

It was another great Confucian who spoke, Wang Zaiqiu, a master of the art of war.

He walked over from Xu Ying's side, walking like a tiger, he was obviously gray-haired, but he didn't look like an old man at all, and said to the two with a smile.

"The writing is simple, and the words are pearls. It's like a 'same root, so why is it too urgent'. Have you forgotten the friendship of classmates who studied in the academy in the past?"

"For so many years, they have been fighting and fighting, without any appearance of a great Confucian."

"Taibai, come with me. I am good at the art of war. Seeing that you have also practiced martial arts, you will become a general in the future and make great achievements in the world!"

Wang Zaiqiu enthusiastically grabbed Zuo Dodge's hand, and was about to leave.

Qi Zai and Wang Zunzhi suddenly raised their heads and looked at Xu Ying who was beside him, "Is he Brother Zhang's disciple?"

Xu Ying shook his head, Zhang Weizheng had expressed several times that he would not accept Zuo Dodge as his apprentice.

Wang Zaiqiu pulled Zuo Dodge to run, but suddenly he felt his eyes darkened, and two figures stood in front of him.

Qi Zai's tone was cold, and he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, "Wang Zaiqiu, king thief, traitor, dog thief, thief thief!"

Wang Zunzhi also looked unkind, and looked at Wang Zaiqiu coldly, "Brother Wang, when you were studying, you got up in the middle of the night to steal steamed buns from others. After learning the art of war, you will be able to steal from apprentices."

Wang Zaiqiu frowned, and glared at Qi Zai, "A scholar who opens his mouth and keeps his mouth shut is a thief. What does a scholar have to do with a thief?"

"The two of you accept disciples with impure intentions. You are both fighting for fame and fortune. Only I want to pass on the mantle."

Xu Ying felt that he had a headache, but he couldn't speak because he was caught between the three great Confucians.

Wang Zunzhi snorted coldly, looked at Zuo Daoqi, and resumed his smiling expression, "Taibai, you are a quick jade, and you are not an academy student, why don't you follow me to the Imperial College, and after you finish your studies, the old man will recommend you as an official to realize your ambition. "

Qi Zai and Wang Zaiqiu looked at each other, a tacit understanding flashed in their eyes, Zuo Taibai wanted to stay in the academy.

"Shameless old thief, you are also from the academy, and you don't want to repay the academy, but come here to poach corners. In my opinion, Taibai's poem is just to satirize you!"

"It's just ~www.wuxiahere.com~ Zuo Dodge didn't expect to make it like this, isn't it just a poem, these three old men are like a climax.

But he won't become a Confucian scholar, it's a pity to lose these three thighs.

Seeing the cooperation between the two, Wang Zunzhi snorted coldly and said, "Taibai, you are still young, so you don't need to be a teacher so early. If you have any questions, just come to the Imperial College to find me."

He was very satisfied with his surprise, and if he couldn't get it, neither could you two old clappers.

Wang Zaiqiu and Qi Zai also saw that Zuo Daoqi really didn't seem to have the intention of being a teacher. Qi Zai took out his painting from the side and said kindly.

"Taibai, I will give this painting to you. Since ancient times, poetry and painting are not separated. If you want to hone your painting skills in the future, you can come to me."

Zuo Daoqi took the scroll respectfully, and saluted the three respectfully, "Thank you three gentlemen for your love, Zuo Taibai is ashamed."

The three great Confucian scholars are more satisfied, and students with good etiquette and morality are always more popular.

…

Xu promised to arrange Zuo Dodge's residence in the academy.

The academy covers a large area, and there are several Accords built on the hillside. The Accord where Zuo Daoqi lived has a beautiful view.

To the west is an endless bamboo forest, to the east is a pilgrimage mountain, and behind it is a never-ending waterfall.

Xu Ying pointed to the waterfall and said, "The waterfall in winter is also quite interesting. Brother Zuo appreciates it slowly."

Zuo Dodge looked at the strange shape of the waterfall, and asked, "Julu Academy has a long history, so this waterfall must have its origin, right?"

Xu Ying looked at Zuo Daoqi in surprise, "Brother Zuo is really the first time to come to the academy?"

Left Dodge nodded.

"This waterfall is the place where the first master of Julu Academy got his enlightenment!"