"Master Ziyun: Scholars are determined to be in the Dao", Jiang Anyi's voice sounded in the lecture hall of the academy, the lecture hall was crowded with students who came to listen to the class, and those who came later could only stand outside the door and window, and everyone was silent, and a light cough would attract countless white eyes.

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"The gentleman is poor, and the villain is poor." When Jiang Anyi said this, he was full of emotion, and suddenly remembered that his family was poor and in debt, and the light was like a bean at night, he was reading under the lamp, his mother was weaving bamboo baskets, and An Yong and Yan'er were helping.

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"It is the old gentleman who worries about the road and does not worry about the poor, and the poor can keep the way, the poor and the lowly do not change their will, and they are good at raising the righteousness of Haoran, and they encourage the king." Amid warm applause, Jiang Anyi concluded his speech.

In the slanting sun, Jiang Anyi left under the send-off of the students of the academy, looking back at the majestic Wuluo Mountain, the green mountains are still there, and Zechang should be eternal. Playing horses and whips, life is happy, the evening breeze brings coolness, Jiang Anyi has a kind of drunkenness, life must be happy, and Funing County is drunk.

Because it coincided with the enrollment of new students in Zechang Academy, the streets of Funing County were full of students holding folding fans and wearing green shirts, and the restaurant was full of talkers, and the exchange of "Zhihu Ye" continued to reach Jiang Anyi's ears.

A group of students poured into the private seat next door, excitedly talking about the topic of Jiang Anyi's speech at Zechang Academy, "Keeping the Poor and Guarding the Dao", talking and arguing, "The master said that the gentleman is poor, and there is a golden house in the book, and in the future, if he wins the imperial examination, he will be able to change his fate by eating the Lu of the Son of Heaven", "The key to being poor and keeping the Tao lies in the Tao, not to stick to poverty, and Lord Jiang himself was born poor, but he used what he learned in the book to become rich and rich, which is an example for my generation of Han family to learn."

Jiang Anyi stopped thinking about it, he made a generous statement in Zechang Academy, in fact, the first sentence he said, "Scholars are committed to the Tao" is the most important. Everyone has a different Tao in their hearts, and if they keep the Tao in their hearts, they don't necessarily have to study for the imperial examination, like Brother Guo, who takes pleasure in making money as a businessman, but he is not stingy in disaster relief, student assistance, bridge repair and good deeds, and he is also a gentleman; Like Yuan Decheng and Li Yubo of Linhua County, the behavior of being loyal to the monarch and loving the people and having the courage to do things is also the behavior of a gentleman; There are also people like Brother Zhao who have never read books, who maintain kindness in their hearts, and when they can't eat enough, they still think about helping others' people, isn't such a person also a gentleman?

Mr. Fan's precepts for Huangyang Academy, "Learning, Enlightenment, Sincerity, Righteousness, Self-cultivation, Family, Governance, and Peace" are the highest pursuit of a gentleman. Jiang Anyi raised his glass and drank it all, spit out a mouthful of wine, and said with a little drunkenness: "What Mr. taught, Anyi dare not or forget, and he should be reluctant in this life." ”

At the beginning of the morning, the noise in the inn gradually quieted down, Jiang Anyi sat on the bed and slowly breathed, the smell of wine emanated with the real air turn, and the room was filled with the rich aroma of wine. The sound of footsteps was noisy, Jiang Anyi got up and pushed the window, and the moonlight poured into the house like water, as bright as frost.

The footsteps actually stopped in front of his door, knocking softly, Jiang Anyi frowned, he thought that the post house was noisy and lived in the inn, but he didn't want to reveal his identity, he must have come to knock on the door at this time to find him, I don't know who is so powerful.

The middle-aged man outside the door has a face as white as jade, three strands of black beard, wearing a white silk shirt and holding a folding fan, which is very familiar. Jiang Anyi was thinking back to who this was, and the man smiled: "After more than ten years of separation, Anyi actually can't recognize this king, and in vain this king came to see you at night." ”

Behind the man, an iron tower-like man appeared, seeing the steel needle-like beard, Jiang Anyi immediately remembered who it was, the middle-aged man was Shi Fangdao, the prince of Anyang, four years ago, the old Anyang King Shi Zhiming died, the son of heaven was graced, and Shi Fangdao, the son of the world, inherited the throne of the king of Anyang, no need to wait, and the tower-like strong man was Wei Mengqiang.

"The prince is here, Jiang really doesn't dare to be. The prince is please, General Wei, please. "Jiang Anyi is solemn and tolerant. Smelling the smell of wine in the house, Shi Fangdao said with a smile: "Life must be happy, don't make the golden bottle empty to the moon, An Yi's return to Zechang Academy can be said to be full of ambition, it seems that he has not drunk less." ”

Jiang Anyi's face turned red, and he said ashamedly: "Anyi got carried away, which made the prince smile." ”

"People don't take young people lightly, you are only in the age of independence, and today's achievements are enough to be proud." Shi Fangdao opened the folding fan and chased away the smell of wine in the house. Jiang Anyi moved a chair and invited the two of them to sit down, just now a large group of people entered the store, and the guy knew that a big man was coming, so he didn't need to ask to make fragrant tea and bring it up.

"How did the prince know that Jiang was here?" Jiang Anyi was a little speechless, as a member of the court, it was taboo to meet the prince of the vassal in private.

Shi Fangdao smiled: "What? An Yi is afraid that the imperial history will sue you for befriending the vassal king and misleading your future, if you think so, this king will leave now. ”

At that time, this prince had a blue eye for himself, and he had entrusted his righteous brother and An Yong to the palace of Anyang, and he couldn't forget his roots, not to mention that the gentleman was frank, since Shi Fangdao came to the door, why should he cower and be a villain, at most he would make it clear to the Son of Heaven afterwards.

Thinking of this, Jiang Anyi smiled and said: "There are some scruples about letting Jiang go to the prince, but the prince comes to Jiang, if Jiang closes the door and does not accept it, wouldn't he not know how to lift." The prince has kindness and personal friendship with Jiang, and there are friends on a moonlit night, so the master has to say that he is not happy. ”

"Hahaha", Shi Fangdao laughed loudly. Wei Mengqiang also showed a smile on his face, Jiang Anyi's words revealed sincerity and frankness, the true nature of the sea is still there, such a person is worth a trip to the prince.

"Someone copied what Master Jiang said in Zechang Academy's 'Keeping the Poor and Guarding the Road', and the prince was so happy that he rushed to see you without even eating dinner." Wei Meng said strongly.

"Anyi, the king likes the lyrics you chanted when you entered Zechang Academy, come and see." As he spoke, Shi Fangdao "brushed" and unfolded all over the surface, and the ink on the pale golden fan was dripping, and it was written that "the clouds are like the moon is like practice, and the water is cool and the breeze is like autumn". Shi Fangdao said with a smile: "This sentence of this king's great love is in line with this king's heart, and I know that it was An Yi who did it, how can I not come to see you." These ten words are the prince's book, and it is really the king's most proud thing in recent years. ”

Jiang Anyi was deeply moved and said: "The prince is wrong to love, Anyi is really grateful. ”

Shi Fangdao picked up the tea and said: "This king is here to talk about the old friendship, talk about the wind and snow, and not say anything else." Anyi, this king collected the poems you made into a book, and asked people to engrave and print them, and I forgot to bring a copy to you in a hurry this time. Why haven't I seen your masterpiece for more than three years, but I have heard many people say that you Jiang Lang is finished, and you can get a face when this king comes today, write a poem and let this king take it back and slap those people's faces. ”

This King of Anyang gave Jiang Anyi the feeling of a spring breeze, and his words were full of concern, if it hindered Shi Fangdao's identity, it was really a happy thing in life to be friends with such a person. Moved, Jiang Anyi thought that Anyang Mansion was forty miles away from Zechang Academy, and from the time he left Zechang Academy to the appearance of King Anyang, it was only more than two o'clock hours, and King Anyang was so well-informed.

How to repay a confidant, only wine and poetry. Jiang Anyi came to the table and picked up a pen in his hand, he lived in the upper room, and there was pen and ink in the room. Shi Fangdao stood up, came to Jiang Anyi's side, and watched him write the paper, "On July 15, Yu returned from Zechang Academy, and there were friends who visited at night. After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late in autumn. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring stone is upstream. The bamboo noise returns to the Huannu, and the lotus moves the fishing boat. Feel free to rest in spring, and the kings and grandchildren can stay. ”

Shi Fangdao chanted softly several times, and muttered softly: "Bright moon, clear spring, green bamboo, red lotus, so quiet, indifferent, this poem writes the heart of this king, indulge in poetry and wine, and send the pastoral meaning, it is the king of this rich and idle person, Anyi thank you, so value me as a useless prince and grandson." ”

Signaling Wei Mengqiang to put away the poems on the table, Shi Fangdao put the folding fan on the table, and said with a smile: "Come with the excitement, return with the fun, he will have a fate, and then come to cook wine and talk about poetry." Anyi, Shi said goodbye. ”

After speaking, Shi Fangdao didn't wait for Jiang Anyi to stay, turned around and strode away, Wei Meng bowed his hand at Jiang Anyi, and left after him. The footsteps are hurried, the horses' hooves are bursting, and the king of Anyang is in a hurry, and he is in a hurry.

Although the city gate is closed, it is difficult to resist the king of Anyang, and more than a dozen horsemen call to open the city gate and return to Anyang Mansion in the moonlight. After galloping for five or six miles, Shi Fangdao slowed down the horse's hooves, and Wei Mengqiang approached and asked suspiciously: "Lord Wang, why did you leave without saying a word when you saw Jiang Anyi, you really took two hours to come here just to see Jiang Anyi?" ”

Shi Fangdao sighed lightly: "Jiang Anyi has the talent of a countryman, if he can be used by this king, why is it difficult for this king to search for thousands of miles." Look at people with poetry, the poem shows the meaning of nobility, he regards the king as a friend, why should the king be strong, not to mention the king's night visit, he must not hide from Long Wei's eyes and ears, this move is good or bad, and don't care about him. ”

When the vassal king left the station, Long Wei naturally investigated, not to mention that Shi Fangdao showed the seal of the prince when he entered and exited Funing City to open the city gate, and Long Wei knew that the purpose of Shi Fangdao's trip was to see Jiang Anyi who came back from the speech of Zechang Academy. Shi Fangdao said that the next step of idle chess not only enhanced the relationship with Jiang Anyi, but also added a little blockage to the heart of the Son of Heaven, as for the good and bad, success and failure, and don't care, plant a seed, who knows what will be harvested.

Wei Mengqiang shook his head in confusion and muttered: "There are a lot of fancy, but I don't understand, it's better to have that leisure than to practice and practice your hands happily." ”

The moonlight shone on Shi Fangdao's face, and his white face as white as jade seemed to be covered with a layer of clear, which was a little more unclear. "Wang Sun Xi has returned, and he can't stay in the mountains for a long time", Shi Fangdao said softly: "I'm afraid that there are many tigers and wolves in the mountains, and Wang Sun can't return if he wants to." ”