Awaken Chapter 197

The Shouren Academy.

Piece by piece, things are being moved towards the Marquis’ residence.

Inside the study.

Xu Qingnian was quietly thinking of a way to break the situation.

It was impossible for the Great Wei Palace of Literature to leave so quickly. The empress had shaken the heavenly power only yesterday, and had directly said that the Great Wei Palace of Literature was going to break away, which had already made the people wary.

The people are already wary of this. If the Great Wei Palace wants to break away at this juncture, they will be scolded to death by the people of Great Wei.

The people are not afraid of the people’s insults, so Xu Qingnian put himself in his place and knew what he was thinking.

It took time to wash it all away.

As long as the impact is reduced as much as possible, as well as find various reasons to disa*sociate, after a period of silence, when there is nothing to do some good, when the people gradually accept, continue to make trouble.

This tactic is simple and straightforward, just as some people who have done bad things often withdraw from view in the face of public pressure, then donate money and do something positive and good.

When the scolding has diminished, they will continue to appear again and do whatever they need to do.

Combined with what the empress said, Xu Qingnian set the time for the Great Wei Wen Gong to disengage at around three months.

Not too fast, but definitely not slow either.

The Empress and the Zhu Sheng lineage had already completely torn their faces apart, and since their faces had been torn apart, there was no need to stay on.

At that moment.

Xu Qingnian put pen to paper.

[Wen Palace breaks away]

This was the number one event at the moment, and the bad effects of the separation of the Palace of Literature were more frightening and complicated than Xu Qingnian had imagined.

The fate of the empress was at stake, the people of Wei were facing numerous natural and man-made disasters, and demons were coming out to wreak havoc on Wei.

These three factors alone are a headache.

Even if the empress’ life is preserved, there may still be chaos, and the country cannot be without a king for one day.

It is impossible to leave the country without a king, right?

So a king must be chosen to inherit the throne, otherwise it would be unbecoming.

But Xu Qingnian was not willing to serve another emperor. It was hard to get close to the empress, and there was no barrier between us, and we had achieved the unity of ruler and subject that countless subjects had wanted to achieve.

Now, a new emperor will let her do it again? Xu Qingnian did not do it, if it really came to this, he directly left, retired to the mountains, suppress the foreign arts, find a solution, really can not, can live a few years after a few years.

There is no reason to a*sist the new ruler.

And the natural and man-made disasters are even more troublesome, the waterwheel project is no longer powerful, but also can not withstand earthquakes, tsunamis, floods, and what locusts, drought, plague, these things added in, I guess they directly blow up.

The enemy army will not even need to rush in, but Wei itself will first toss out 20 to 30 percent, and all kinds of internal supply shortages, food and gra*s, and so on, you fight for me, and there is no need for the enemy to find ways to mess up.

To put it bluntly, if it’s so devastating, the enemy really doesn’t want to come in.

What would they come in for? To do the aftermath? Relief from suffering?

As for this demonic mess, there’s not much to say.

It’s nothing more than adding insult to injury.

I had only thought that the role of the Palace of Literature was a spiritual symbol, but what I didn’t expect was that the impact was so deep ah.

And if you want to break the situation, then the only way is.

Become a saint.

Yes, only by becoming a saint, even a half-saint, could the tide of battle be turned, and not simply turned around.

It is a complete turnaround.

Is there a saint in the Vermilion Saint lineage?

There must be.

Xu Qingnian could guess with his toes, but this kind of half-saint was probably just hanging on for dear life, but what about himself? If he could really become a saint on the day that the Palace of Literature broke away.

A twenty-year-old saint, how terrifying would that be?

How would the great powers under heaven view themselves?

And one would have the real strength to call the shots with the Zhu Sheng lineage.

You have 90% of the world’s scholars, right?

That’s fine, I’ll start with this generation and the next, I’ll live for at least two hundred years, and at twenty years a generation of readers, I’ll have ten generations of Heart Studies readers while I’m alive.

In the event that I break through the realm again and become a sub-sage, or even a literary sage, what will your Zhu Sheng lineage do to fight me?

Will you ask the Vermilion Sage to resurrect?

When the real Zhu Sheng is resurrected, the first one will be to chop you unkind and unrighteous guys to death.

Xu Qingnian could be certain of this.

Once he really stepped into the Holy Dao, even if he was a half-saint, he could cut the literary energy of the Vermilion Saint lineage and punish these dogs instead of the Vermilion Saint.

Think about it.

Cutting the talent of all the scholars in the Zhu Sheng lineage.

What would be the expressions of Cao Ru and the others?

It’s just a pity that ah, one can only think about it, one can really only think about it.

“The Sacred Way, it’s too difficult.”

Although Xu Qingnian had put pen to paper, Xu Qingnian was indeed somewhat at a loss as to what to do with the Sacred Way.

Re-explain the meaning, re-establish the words, re-write the book, re-know the destiny.

It was too difficult, to overturn one’s own ideas and set up a more distinctive thought.

It is like getting a perfect score in an exam, but then you have to go on to surpa*s yourself.

How do you go beyond? By pursuing the ultimate in detail, every word must be the same size, in a proper and atmospheric font, and every answer must be answered correctly with the most concise and succinct description.

Otherwise, how can you outdo yourself?

And you also need the support of the world’s readers. You have already offended the world’s readers, not to say that all of the Zhu Sheng lineage loathes you, perhaps there are some readers who are not yet so pedantic.

But at least 70% to 80% will not support him.

If you want to waste the talent of millions of readers today, Xu Qingnian will have nothing to think about when they go back to scold him.

How can you expect the world’s scholars to help you? It’s a good thing they don’t harm themselves.

He shook his head.

Xu Qingnian let out a long sigh.

The more one thought about it, the more difficult it would be, and it would be a waste of time.

So, Xu Qingnian put this matter aside, at least there were still three months to go, everything still had a chance.

The matter of the secession of the Palace of Literature was put aside.

Xu Qingnian continued to put pen to paper.

[National Fortune

Yes, the second major event was the matter of the country’s fortune.

Through the Empress’ words, Xu Qingnian understood the importance of national luck in general.

The Central Continent had the root of the immortal object, the Dragon Cauldron of the Central State, which was transformed into the mountain and river national fortunes.

So within the Central Continent, once someone founded a country, it would form a national fortune, only that it was initially very nebulous.

The most basic benefit of the national luck is that it ensures that your country will have a good harvest every year, that the wind and rain will be smooth, and that there will not be any great calamities or disasters at every turn.

If it develops into a dynasty, it will form a tripod of national fortune, which will stabilise the country’s qi and basically prevent major calamities.

Throughout the ages, most countries, with the exception of the ex-enemies and those with brain problems, have not been destroyed because of resource problems.

It is just a matter of the people having less to eat and less to wear, but as long as there is a mouthful of food, the people will not rebel, and no one will rebel, after all, if you become emperor, the country will develop?

Every country or dynasty that falls cannot be separated from ‘natural and man-made disasters’, for example, the Shu County generation, which is the breadbasket of the Great Wei, if there is a twenty-year drought.

Let’s see if there would be chaos in Great Wei.

The shortage of food will immediately cause panic in the market, and food will become more expensive than gold, so the rich will buy food, the poor will starve to death, and people will complain. The emperor and the court will be blamed.

If you have someone who is interested, you can get into some trouble.

This is why Gu Yan has been clinging to money, because once there is a really large natural or man-made disaster, the amount of silver needed is countless, millions of taels of silver, can be eaten up for you.

Of course, a disaster of this magnitude will only happen once in a thousand years, but if the fortunes of the Great Wei dynasty really collapsed, it would also cause extremely bad effects, and Gu Yan is always on guard again.

The reason the Great Wei dynasty has survived since the Northern Expedition, or at the very least still survives, is because the national fortune has not yet dissipated.

This is because the national fortune has not yet dissipated.

Xu Qingnian’s idea was simple: the Palace of Literature was detached, and there was no way around it.

This is also an unstoppable thing, and what needs to be done right now is two things.

Stockpile grain and get rid of evil.

As long as there is food, even if there is a great calamity, at least there is food, right? At least they can have a full meal, right?

The people will not be outright angry and will more or less give the court time.

Therefore, food must be tightened up and held on to to for dear life, and the food must be widely stocked.

“Have the foreign countries send half of all their grain stocks to Great Wei.”

“The state treasury will spend a sum of silver to buy grain from rich merchants everywhere.”

“Dig underground grain silos for strict grain storage protection, and place them everywhere to be ready for disasters at any time.”

Xu Qingnian wrote all this down.

“The first batch of grain production from the waterwheel project has been harvested and should be sent to the court in the next few days, which is also a vast amount of grain.”

“As for getting rid of evil, have the Ministry of Punishment strengthen the counties and prefectures everywhere, make sure to get rid of evil completely and cleanly, as for the demons, kill them if they dare to come.”

“These demons don’t dare to come straight away in a disorderly manner, they should be testing the waters at first, so we can use this opportunity to kill the demons at all costs and make them scare.”

“This can also stabilise the situation.”

Xu Qingnian was certain of these two ideas.

One was to canton food, and the other was to get rid of evil.

These two things were entirely for the purpose of stabilising the country’s fortunes even more, and also to reduce the impact of the Great Wei Wen Gong’s secession.

But after thinking about it, Xu Qingnian understood one thing.

It was still not enough.

This is within one’s power.

The national destiny affected by the detachment of the Great Wei Palace of Literature is beyond the reach of man.

You can’t fight against the heavens in any way, but it’s hard to fight against the heavens.

Think about Wang Mang and Liu Xiu, hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers could not beat a few tens of thousands of ordinary generals?

How can you play if your army is fierce and a meteorite comes crashing down?

After all is said and done, it’s still about becoming a saint.

Xu Qingnian put his pen down slowly.

For the more he thought about it, the more a sense of powerlessness came over him.

It left itself helpless.

But Xu Qingnian also understood that no matter what, he still had to try to take a chance, at least when things had reached an irreversible margin, he would be even more unable to make a mistake.

“The Zhu Sheng lineage.”

“If I become a saint, I will repay you tenfold for what you have done.”

Xu Qingnian gritted his teeth in his heart.

This was the first time he felt helpless and powerless.

For this time Xu Qingnian was not fighting with man, but with the heavens.

Soon.

Xu Qingnian picked up his pen again and wrote down something, then had the contents secretly delivered to Chen Zhengru.

No matter what, what needed to be done, still needed to be done.

And just like that, in the blink of an eye, a day had pa*sed.

The entire Shouren Academy had been emptied and all moved to the Marquis’ residence.

Looking at the empty Shouren Academy, Xu Qingnian could not help but let out a long sigh.

Xu Qingnian did not go to the Marquis’ residence.

Instead, he sat quietly in the school hall by himself.

It was not that he was thinking about anything, but he was alone.

When he thought about it, it had been nine months since he had crossed over, right?

On the 4th of March, I crossed over.

Nine months have pa*sed without me realising it.

When I think about it seriously, it’s been an incredibly difficult journey for myself during these nine months.

The calamity of the foreign arts, one’s opening with only twelve hours to live, practising the foreign arts in order to stay alive, involving the White Cloth Sect and provoking Cheng Lidong.

And then entered the South Yu House, the party recited the famous words of a thousand years, is considered the first time to make a name for themselves, then above the House test, but also wrote down the security policy, because they do not know the situation of the court, was said by the empress as the words of the sage.

The new art of learning led to the discontent of some people in the Great Wei Palace of Literature, followed by some other wrongs, causing some innocent people to be implicated and sent to the frontier, or even beheaded.

He was able to seek justice for the innocent and disliked Yan Lei, but he was also able to understand the meaning of the word in prison and knew how to unite action with knowledge.

He entered the imperial court, made trouble with the Ministry of Punishment, beheaded the county king, killed the merchants of Fan, only then did he subdue the ten kingdoms, abolished the great scholars, pacified the civil unrest, and destroyed the great scholars of heaven and earth.

Each and every one of these things has caused an uproar in the whole of Wei, and any one of them, when placed in the hands of a single person, is a remarkable event.

But when all these things are put into one person’s hands, they somehow seem a bit mythical.

And it was only nine months before and after.

Nine months, for many students who are preparing for the imperial examinations, may pa*s in a snap of the fingers.

And for myself, these nine months have gone by longer than the previous nine years, ah.

Bang, bang, bang, bang.

It was just as Xu Qingnian was quietly contemplating.

Beyond the street, there were various sounds of firecrackers.

The hour of the zipper had pa*sed.

The second year of Wuchang had arrived.

A new year had come, and throughout the entire capital of Great Wei, the sound of firecrackers rang out from many places.

The 15th day of the first month is the time to celebrate the New Year, and today is the Festival of Welcoming the New Year, plus yesterday’s enthronement ceremony, so Kyoto has already been filled with red lanterns, and every household looks incomparably festive.

The people don’t think too much about what’s happening today, they just discuss what’s right and what’s wrong and use it as a talking point.

Some people may have known that something was going to happen, but most of them were still welcoming the New Year as usual.

Xu Qingnian slowly stood up and listened to the sound of firecrackers, and inexplicably, he wanted to go for a walk.

It would be good to take a walk and get some fresh air.

There were too many things bothering him at the moment, and it was pointless to keep going on like this, so instead of tensing up a nerve, he should try to relax.

Maybe there will be something different.

Walking out of Shouren Academy.

The streets are filled with the sound of firecrackers. On such a big day, many children do not need to go to bed early, especially to set off firecrackers.

After a string of firecrackers, there are still many small firecrackers scattered on the ground. Some children pick up the small firecrackers, holding a piece of lighted incense in their hands, set the small firecrackers on fire and throw them away, then a group of children cover their ears and run.

The less daring ones were responsible for picking up the firecrackers, while the more daring ones were responsible for lighting them, looking overjoyed.

The adults stood in their own courtyards laughing and chatting, while the women warmed their wine and took care of the children.

Some of them were even more excited when they saw Xu Qingnian and shouted.

“Marquis Xu, welcome to the new Ruyi.”

They were very excited, after all, to see Xu Qingnian, the new Marquis of Great Wei, and the new Great Confucian of Heaven and Earth of Great Wei.

Some even brought their children with them after seeing Xu Qingnian, and came to kowtow a few times in front of Xu Qingnian, shouting Welcome New Ruyi.

“Everyone also Ruyi, take care of your children, don’t make any slip-ups, pay attention to the firecrackers, don’t hurt yourself.”

Looking at the people flocking around, Xu Qingnian revealed a smile, while not forgetting to caution these adults to take good care of the children to come and not to make any mistakes.

Xu Qingnian was so easy-going and refined that he won the praise of many people, and although they were already full of good feelings towards Xu Qingnian, it did not stop them from appreciating him even more.

As they crossed the streets, there was an endless stream of congratulatory voices, usually with people coming forward to say hello, and then more people coming one after another.

After all, when they saw how easy-going the marquis was, they naturally wanted to come over to say hello and get acquainted.

Some people even invited Xu Qingnian to their home for a welcome meal.

This is the custom in Great Wei for the New Year, where a meal is prepared at the end of the day, and all the dishes that one would not normally eat are brought out.

It is a good luck story, and I hope that in the new year, we will be able to eat such good food every day.

In the face of everyone’s enthusiasm, Xu Qingnian politely refused one by one.

“Marquis Xu, my family has just given birth to a child, and there is a custom on our side that when a baby is born, the first person the father sees will be the one to give him a name.”

“I also hope that the Marquis will not mind and give my baby a name.”

At that moment, the male owner of a family came out, and upon seeing Xu Qingnian, he directly knelt down on the ground with a thud, begging Xu Qingnian to give his child a name.

Many people around looked on, filled with envy for a moment, while also looking at Xu Qingnian with immense curiosity.

“Today is the New Year’s Day, so it’s not a good idea to use this name, so let’s call it Resignation.”

Xu Qingnian thought of a name that would be okay, “Welcome the New and Resign the Old”.

When the latter heard it, he immediately kowtowed three times towards Xu Qingnian with great excitement and said.

“Many thanks, Marquis, many thanks, Marquis.”

“My son’s mother, my son’s mother, Marquis Xu has given our child a name, it’s called Resignation of the Old, my old Su family’s ancestors have been blessed, our ancestors have been blessed.”

The sound of excitement rang out as the latter returned home excitedly, his voice booming.

The people around him, their eyes straight with envy, could not wait to have a child themselves.

After all, the great marquis of Wei, the youngest great scholar of heaven and earth in ancient and modern times, had taken the name himself.

“As you wish, everyone.”

Sensing the gazes of the crowd, Xu Qingnian arched his hands slightly towards the sides and smiled before continuing on his way.

He walked towards West Street.

The night market was now open.

To be honest, in the past nine months, Xu Qingnian had never visited the night market in Great Wei’s Kyoto, nor had he attended any serious parties, or excursions.

Since coming to Kyoto, one thing after another, one after another, had come and gone, and each one of them, had left itself with a lot of hard thinking.

Every single thing also left itself no time to experience the goodness of this Great Wei Kyoto.

Right now, Xu Qingnian has left all her worries behind, and instead she looks incredibly relaxed, and the smile on her face is, inexplicably, quite a lot more.

Even just watching everyone eating and drinking and the children playing, Xu Qingnian felt happy inexplicably.

Unknowingly, Xu Qingnian inexplicably sensed something, but this sensation flashed through his mind.

I didn’t know what it was.

But soon, a booming sound rang out.

Along with it were some curses.

“You kids, blowing up cow dung here, have you got nothing better to do, believe it or not, I’ll go to the State Palace and sue you.”

“What’s all the commotion? It’s you kids again, blowing up cow dung all over the place.”

“These kids, forget it, it’s the welcoming festival, so don’t scold, it’s unlucky.”

Some voices rang out, but they were only complaining a few times, to the extent that no one bothered with the children, and this festival, generally do not scold people, are unlucky.

But when they followed the gaze, at once, several familiar figures appeared.

It was Li Fan a few people.

The grandchildren of the Duke of An, twenty or thirty of them, gathered together, their faces full of smiles, and a few of the children were covered in cow dung.

There was really nothing to say about the skin.

“Mr. Xu?”

“It’s Mr. Xu.”

“Mr. Xu.”

But soon, the unlucky kids saw Xu Qingnian and started shouting in an instant.

Ever since the Shouren Academy had opened, these bearish children had gathered at the Shouren Academy to attend school.

Xu Qingnian didn’t have much control over these bearish children, mainly because he didn’t have time, so he let Chen Xinghe and the other students in the school discipline them.

Chen Xinghe and the others taught them in a simple way, just like ordinary teachers, so the children were always in a dead mood every day.

On the contrary, Xu Qingnian did not bother with them much, or when he did occasionally, he just let them play on their own.

After all, when comparing traditional teaching with Xu Qingnian’s slightly scattered teaching, the latter is definitely better for the children.

Of course, Xu Qingnian didn’t really just take care of the children, he also had his own ideas, basically letting them do some physical work, such as growing some food or teaching them the art of war.

But the teaching method was different, he would give them the formation of the army, who would be the general and who would be the warlord, so that they could fight against each other, which was a different kind of teaching method, and the children were happy to learn, and they also learned something.

“Mr Xu, why are you here? It didn’t blow up on you just now, did it?”

Li Fan walked over, holding a cloth bag full of big firecrackers in his hand, no wonder he could make such a big noise.

“Nope.”

“This stuff, you guys should play with it less, in case you get stabbed, it’s not good.”

“Also, don’t make any noise to other people’s homes, if you want to blow up your own home to your grandfather.”

Xu Qingnian opened his mouth and said in a calm tone.

Only when this was said, the crowd was a little helpless, they wanted to blow up to their grandfather, but when they did, they would get smacked, so they ran out.

“Oh.”

“Then the students won’t play.”

Li Fan and the others were quite honest and had some respect for Xu Qingnian, saying that they would not play.

“Alright, just casually stroll around and go back, don’t be too late, you have to be home by ugly hour, okay? And take care of the few little ones, don’t get lost or hurt.”

Xu Qingnian stroked Li Fan’s head while taking out a cloth to wipe the cow dung off the few children, not because he was afraid of anything else, mainly because he was young and didn’t know any better, it would be a problem if it solidified and was eaten as sugar later.

“Okay, sir, we’ll go first then.”

Li Fan nodded.

Xu Qingnian nodded.

Just after taking a step, suddenly, Xu Qingnian turned back around again.

“Fan.”

“Teacher asked you something.”

Xu Qingnian spoke, looking a little mysterious.

“What is it? Teacher?”

Li Fan was a little curious, wondering what Xu Qingnian was doing by suddenly calling them back.

“Is there a more powerful firecracker than this?”

Xu Qingnian asked.

“Yes, yes, there is one this big, but it’s just too expensive, one tael of silver a piece, and we only have a few taels combined, so we can only buy some small firecrackers to play with.”

Hearing this, Li Fan immediately replied excitedly, and even described the size of the firecracker to Xu Qingnian.

Looking at Li Fan’s description, it was indeed quite big, and at one tael of silver a piece, you get what you pay for.

At that moment, Xu Qingnian took out a silver ticket, which was not a small amount, 500 taels of silver, and shoved it directly to Li Fan.

“Teacher gave you one thing, you have to do it well.”

“Pull all of the State Dukes and some bold friends in Kyoto over, all go and buy firecrackers, as big as you can, don’t be afraid of not having enough silver.”

“Today is the New Year’s Day, so the teacher will tolerate you having a good time. If you run out of silver to buy, go to the Peach Blossom Temple, find someone to get the silver, and say that I sent you to get it.”

“However, there is already a lot of activity within Kyoto, you need to find a quieter place to play firecrackers, do you know where the quietest place is?”

Xu Qingnian said, while asking Li Fan.

“Thank you, teacher.”

“But, quiet?”

“Teacher, where did you say, I really don’t know where it’s quiet.”

As soon as they heard that Xu Qingnian was giving silver and also letting them buy those big firecrackers, the twenty to thirty bear children got excited one by one.

They were so excited that they just didn’t know where it was quiet.

“The Great Wei Wen Gong ah.”

“That’s still not known?”

“You take the people, go to the Great Wei Wen Palace, set off firecrackers right in front of the Great Wei Wen Palace, and have as much fun as you want.”

“If anyone is mean to you, you will throw the firecrackers in, and if they dare to bully you, you will report to the authorities that the people of the Wen Palace are bullying the children.”

“And then go back and tell your parents, remember, if they chase you, you run, and if they don’t, you keep on hitting the firecrackers.”

“If you are really caught, go and call the adults over, do you hear me?”

Xu Qingnian said very seriously.

When Li Fan heard this, he became even more excited, this was F**king tense and exciting.

It was a very quiet day at the Great Wei Palace of Literature, even on the New Year’s Day.

This group of scholars were usually very old-fashioned, and it was indeed exciting to be playing firecrackers in front of their homes.

“OK, teacher, the student knows, the student will go and call someone now.”

Li Fan said with unbridled excitement.

“Alright, go ahead, play as late as you like, but remember, don’t fall and hurt yourself.”

“If you want to go back late, tell your parents that I will allow you to play late today and not go to the Great Wei Palace of Literature, just don’t say that your teacher instructed you to do so.”

“Got it?”

Xu Qingnian patted Li Fan’s head and said.

“Understood, understood, teacher, don’t worry, I won’t give you up even if I die.”

Li Fan smiled brightly, and Xu Qingnian smiled too.

One was that the Great Wei Palace of Literature would have to suffer.

Secondly, if this bear child was caught by the great scholars of the Palace of Literature, according to the tactics of those people in the Palace of Literature of the Great Wei, he would definitely not be beaten, but he would definitely be punished with a day of copying the sage’s books.

This is a good thing, two birds with one stone, one to educate these bear children, two to disgust the Great Wei Palace, and three, these bear children will probably hate those corrupt Confucians.

Three birds with one stone.

Oops.

What a pleasure.

After seeing Li Fan run away, Xu Qingnian also walked towards West Street.

It was two minutes past midnight.

It was the busiest time on West Street, with a whole street lined with restaurants decorated with lights, jugglers, literati and merchants.

The tea tables of the restaurants were moved downstairs, and a group of people were eating and drinking, laughing with each other constantly, and many people were also talking about the events of the day, and a few old people were even imitating the events of the day in an exemplary manner.

All the way until Xu Qingnian appeared and then everyone was surprised, no one had expected Xu Qingnian to come.

At this moment, people didn’t even watch the juggling or listen to the book anymore, they all bowed towards Xu Qingnian.

“We pay our respects to Marquis Xu.”

The voice was so loud that many people in the tavern got up, probing out the window and looking at Xu Qingnian.

There were men and women, and many women were even excited, calling their friends to come and see Xu Qingnian together.

Some of the scholars even shouted, “Greetings, Xu Ru.”

to show their respect.

“You are all welcome.”

“Welcome to the new Ruyi ah, there is no respect today, no need to be like that, everyone, keep playing and keep drinking.”

Xu Qingnian smiled and also bowed his hand back towards the crowd.

Such a modest display also drew the people to shout in approval.

For a while, the atmosphere was once again joyful.

“Xu Ru, for a festival like this, would you like to compose a poem?”

“Yes, yes, Xu Ru, at this time of the year, you should write a poem to help the colour.”

“Not to mention, Xu Ru, if you write a poem, today’s New Year’s Day will probably be even more lively.”

On the West Street, many voices rang out as some people started a poem, wanting Xu Qingnian to compose a poem to celebrate the festival.

As some of the scholars shouted, for a moment, many of the people also spoke up.

On a joyous day, it would naturally be better if they composed a poem.

Some people even sent their pens and ink directly, expecting Xu Qingnian to compose a poem.

Hearing the people’s words.

Xu Qingnian smiled. Indeed, a joyous festival makes people happy, and Xu Qingnian did feel the joy of the crowd, so he was willing to compose a poem.

“Since this is the case, this Confucian will make a fool of himself.”

Xu Qingnian spoke.

Then he picked up a brush and wrote on a piece of white paper.

In a moment, many talented people and commoners in the West Street looked at Xu Qingnian.

“The sound of the firecrackers is the first day of the year, and the spring breeze sends in the warmth of the tussel.”

“On the day of teeel in a thousand doors, new peaches are always exchanged for old talismans.”

Xu Qingnian slowly pens the poem, which has no deep meaning, but is just a poem to celebrate the festival.

It is a poem to celebrate the festive season.

But as Xu Qingnian put down his pen, the words in the paper jumped out directly, turning into a golden character that shone above the sky.

It was not a poem of a thousand years old, but an extremely special kind of poem, not weaker than the Zhen Guo poem, but not as good as the poem of a thousand years old, but because of the blessing of the New Year Festival, this poem stood out.

The vast amount of talent was like a spring breeze that poured into the Great Wei Kyoto, making people inexplicably warm.

“Bravo! Xu Ru is a great talent.”

“The poem is extraordinary, Xu Ru is really a great talent.”

“Just one poem is better than a poem about the state.

“The sound of the firecrackers is the end of the year, and the spring breeze sends in the warmth of the Tu Su… Great, great, the Tu Su wine in this hand will also be famous for this.”

“It is really worthy of Xu Ru, whose talent is something that we cannot catch up with.”

“Marquis Xu is really handsome.”

“Such a gentleman is hard to find, but unfortunately, I will never be able to have anything with him in my life.”

“Forget about you, I might still have a chance.”

With the poem came the words.

It drew praise from countless people.

Xu Qingnian didn’t care about this, but was happy with the people.

He entered the tavern, asked for a pot of wine and got drunk with the people.

When he came to the street, he watched the juggling with the people, leading the hue and cry, and was also generous with his money.

Jug after jug of wine was drunk.

At the end of the day, all the major restaurants had people waiting at the door, so that Xu Qingnian would not have to come in and buy wine to drink, and they all brought out the finest wine.

Xu Qingnian’s heart was happy from the beginning until now, and the whole person looked very happy.

The only way to relieve sorrow is with wine.

Xu Qingnian doesn’t drink much, but when the mood strikes, the wine is even more fragrant than before.

Xu Qingnian didn’t know how much he had drunk, but he couldn’t get away with a few dozen pots of wine anyway.

Xu Qingnian’s spontaneity also made the people even happier.

At the end of the day, every household brought in wine, hoping that Xu Qingnian would taste it.

Everyone knew that Xu Qingnian loved wine.

Everyone knew that Xu Qingnian loved wine, so they usually treasured some, just in case something like this happened again one day.

Now, Xu Qingnian is having fun with the people, so naturally, many people have come.

They wanted to see for themselves the new Marquis of Wei.

And in the middle of the street.

Xu Qingnian’s face was a little drunk as he downed a pot of wine, but his heart and soul were incomparably happy.

At the end, Xu Qingnian stretched his waist and could not help but recite a poem.

“The great roc rises with the wind in one day, and lifts itself up to 90,000 miles.”

“If the wind comes down when it rests, it will still be able to winnow the waters of the sea.”

Boom.

As Xu Qingnian finished reciting his poems, in an instant, various visions emerged, and the Qi of talent was like an ocean, gathering above the vault of the sky, turning into a spring breeze that warmed people’s hearts.

A thousand ancient.

Thousands of years.

The previous poem was a poem for the occasion, but this one was not a poem for the occasion, it was a true poem for the ages.

The people were excited and clenched their fists, how could they not be excited and delighted to see Xu Qingnian excel in this way? How could they not admire this new marquis?

Another pot of wine.

Xu Qingnian let out a loud shout.

“How often does the bright moon appear, ask the sky for wine.”

“I don’t know what year it is in the palace in the sky.”

“I want to go back on the wind, but I am afraid of the jade palace.”

“It is not too cold on high. I want to dance, but it is not like being on earth.”

Boom.

An even more radiant vision appeared.

The poem became a thousand years old.

Thousands of years! Thousands of years! Another thousand ancient.

The excitement and pride on the faces of the people following behind Xu Qingnian became even more intense.

But Xu Qingnian was still working on his poem.

“The city queue supplements the three Qin, the wind and smoke look out over the five Jin.”

“Parting with you, we are all eunuchs.”

“There is a friend in the sea, the sky is like a neighbour.”

Another famous poem from a thousand years ago.

Xu Qingnian celebrated the arrival of the New Year with a pot of wine and a poem, as if he had let himself go.

And at the same time.

Inside the Great Wei Palace of Literature.

In comparison, the Palace of Literature was very quiet.

After all, the Palace does not like this kind of celebration, they prefer to be quiet, but of course it is necessary to decorate with lights and colours.

It was just that the events of the day had left them unable to smile or excited to do anything about it.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

And as the sound of the clerical bell continued to ring, not too loudly, just enough for the crowd at the Great Wei Palace of Literature to hear, it drew many curious Confucian students for a while.

But soon they knew what had happened.

Xu Qingnian had drunkenly composed a poem, which became a pot of wine for a thousand years.

As word of this incident spread within the Palace of Literature, for a moment, everyone’s feelings became even more complicated.

Inside the palace.

Jiang Ru’s gaze was very calm, and his words were slightly disdainful as he said.

“What’s the use of a poem becoming a thousand ancient times?”

“A thousand poems, and he won’t become a saint.”

Jiang Ru spoke, looking very contemptuous and disdainful.

At the same time, he took out a piece of rice paper, lifted his pen and began to compose a poem as well.

He said so, but he also wanted to compose a poem to make a statement, as well as to suppress Xu Qingnian’s anger.

Only when he put down his pen.

Boom!

A terrifying rumble exploded, and many Confucian students in the hall became excited when they heard the commotion.

“Jiang Ru, you are really powerful, just as you put pen to paper, there was such a vision, this is the sound of thunder from heaven and earth, this poem of yours is definitely a famous poem for a thousand years.”

A Confucian student spoke up and praised Jiang Ru.

But before the crowd could respond.

Boom, boom, boom!

A sound like thunder rang out, each one of them startling the crowd.

And it didn’t sound like a visionary sound either.

Soon, someone’s voice rang out.

“It’s not good, it’s not good, hundreds of urchins have gathered outside, they are lighting cannonballs, especially big ones, that great scholar step in and stop it ah.”

“These urchins, they’ve thrown cannonballs inside our Palace of Literature.”

Boom.

The voice had just fallen and immediately another boom sounded.

The next moment, a curse sounded out.

“Who sneaked up on this Confucian?”

“My hand, ouch.”

A miserable sound rang out, the voice of a great Confucian in the Zhu Sheng lineage.

“Unbridled!”

“You urchins, all of you, go back.”

At that moment, Jiang Ru roared out and angrily rebuked these urchins.

Only the next moment.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

A dozen thunderous sounds exploded, accompanied by an incomparably childish and arrogant voice.

“Little ones, blast these old B*****ds into oblivion!”

“If you don’t have enough cannonballs, the King has plenty… Quickly, quickly, quickly, keep on blowing.”

“Run, people are coming, don’t get caught, in a quarter of an hour, come back and continue bombing.”

Li Fan’s voice rang out, acting as a commander.

The great scholars of the Great Wei Palace of Literature were half dead with anger.

And so it was.

The sound of cannon fire continued in the Great Wei Palace of Literature.

And on and on until the third quarter of the celestial hour.

Xu Qingnian also left West Street, having had his fill of drinks.

At the same time, unknowingly, he also arrived at the Peach Blossom Temple.

And at the same time.

A fast horse came to Kyoto in a hurry, carrying a zheng, and entered the palace as quickly as possible, looking very anxious in general.