Chapter 404

The middle-aged teacher's manner of speaking was very cautious and respectful; this respect came from his bones!

Heng Xian took another look at the statue and couldn't help but say: "Wensheng Zhenren, the feeling she gives is like an old man with white hair and beard, or a simple and compassionate middle-aged person would be acceptable, but a young girl..."

"Sir, you must not talk nonsense!" The middle-aged teacher said seriously: "Wensheng Zhenren walked the world with literature and Confucianism, saving all living beings. Even the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in Buddhist legends are no more than this!"

"She is the sage of our literati, educating the people and blessing them for thousands of years. The body is just a phantom of the skin. She can have countless appearances; an old man with white hair or a playful young girl are just one of them!"

Seeing him being serious, Heng Xian smiled: "Just saying it casually, don't mind!"

As they were talking, the group of people in front of the gate had already greeted them, and started performing the ancient Great Zhou etiquette from afar.

A group of people in wide robes and big sleeves were in the continuous drizzle, performing the etiquette meticulously, which gave Heng Xian a feeling... very novel.

So he also returned the etiquette, and then looked at this group of people, from young men and women in their twenties to old teachers in their seventies or eighties, with low and high realms. Several old men were unfathomable, at least beyond the middle stage of the Primordial Dan Realm.

Judging from their attire, they should all be teachers of the academy!

At this time, a burly middle-aged man took the lead and smiled: "The Sheji Academy is honored by the arrival of the Shī Shèng. We failed to welcome you from afar, excuse us, excuse us. My name is Zhang Fuyu, 'Fu' as in 'rich in learning', 'Yu' as in 'the rest of the books', I am the head of the Sheji Academy, leading the seventy-two teachers of the entire academy to welcome you!"

Heng Xian thought to himself that someone who introduces himself like this is either too thick-skinned or has no integrity, and the head should be a leader like a principal of the academy. He smiled and said: "Head Zhang, no need to be polite, I am Heng Xian, 'Xian' as in 'sage'!"

"Winter rain is slightly cool to welcome the sage, please come to the academy to discuss the spring and autumn!" Zhang Fuyu made a crooked poem.

Heng Xian also wanted to make a doggerel poem, but he had no goods in his heart, so he had to nod: "Please!"

"Please!"

A group of people surrounded Heng Xian and walked inside, chatting and laughing.

After entering the gate, I saw a straight road ahead, with loquat trees one after another on both sides of the road, with thick branches and big leaves, lush and green.

In the distance, elegant pavilions and peaceful flying wing eaves were one after another.

From time to time, students in wide Confucian robes poked their heads out from among the loquat trees, looking at Heng Xian with curiosity.

At this time, a female teacher smiled and asked: "Please forgive my rudeness, I don't know where you are from, and who is your teacher?"

The other teachers of the academy all looked over. This is where everyone is curious.

Heng Xian thought seriously: "I am from Donglan City, Chu State, and I studied under a kind old man!"

The female teacher smiled: "This old man must be an old immortal to be able to teach the Shī Shèng such a learned and talented..."

Heng Xian couldn't hear the rest. In the depths of his increasingly blurred past life memories, there was an old man who was very strict with him, but was the only one who gave him warmth besides his parents. I heard that he seemed to have stage five diabetes later, and he always wanted to bring some fruit to see him, but unfortunately, he didn't make it until the end of his own life!

"Sir? Mr. Heng?" someone shouted.

Heng Xian focused his eyes and smiled: "Yes! He is an old immortal! He once told me that when fate closes a door for you, it will definitely open another door for you. When you are at the end of your rope, you doubt there is no way, but when you see the willow and the flowers, there is another village. I only truly understood it today!"

"Fate closes a door, and it will definitely open another door?"

"When you are at the end of your rope, you doubt there is no way, but when you see the willow and the flowers, there is another village?"

A group of academy teachers murmured a few words, and their eyes lit up: "Wonderful! Every word of the old gentleman is a pearl. These simple words not only have poetry and vulgarity, but also contain the principles of heaven and earth and the true meaning of the world! No wonder he can teach such a great talent as the Shī Shèng!"

"Too kind!"

Heng Xian nodded.

At this time, more and more students walked out from the middle of the loquat trees.

Not only Jiang Xiaoyu, Sun Qianqian, and the handsome Luo Xuan, Song An, Deng Wu, Han Yu, and others.

There are also Ge Shu Daidao from the Imperial Academy, Wu Siwen who is romantic, the son of the Bo Geng Marquis who is slightly rude, and Zhu Han.

That's right! This time the Sheji Academy's sacrifice to the sages also invited the Imperial Academy. Although the two academies are hostile, the old teachers who are the principals of the two academies are friends, so it is not to the point of not communicating in everything!

At this time, all the students of the two academies who had not seen Heng Xian in person were shocked!

Because they had been worn out by the "Shī Shèng" and the "Shī Shèng's" poems these days, many people subconsciously thought of Heng Xian as a person over thirty with an elegant atmosphere.

Who would have thought that the other party looked only about twenty years old, and even younger than the students of the two academies.

"Young is a bit young, but the poem 'When you are at the end of your rope, you doubt there is no way, but when you see the willow and the flowers, there is another village' is also really good!"

Luo Xuan sighed.

Not far away in the Imperial Academy, Wu Siwen, who had always been at odds with Luo Xuan, rarely agreed: "And the more you ponder, the more you feel it makes sense, and the more you feel the vicissitudes of the world!"

Ge Shu Daidao was more direct: "But being so young, it makes people very suspicious. How did he come up with those poems about the righteousness of the country, fame and wealth, and seeing through the world?"

"Can you imagine 'I will climb to the top of the mountain, and see all the mountains are small' was made by someone of his age?"

Sun Qianqian couldn't help but say: "This kind of ambitious poem can only be thought of by someone of his age. If you are older, you will have no ambition, how can you make it?"

"What about the poem 'Since ancient times, sages have been lonely, only drinkers leave their names... and with you to eliminate the sorrows of all ages'? This poem, which seems free and easy, but in fact life is not very satisfactory? How can it be made at his age?" Ge Shu Daidao questioned.

Jiang Xiaoyu said coldly: "People are here, why don't you go and ask in person?"

"I will not only ask in person, but also test his courage, whether he is a scholar who is useless, or a sage who really has the ambition to reach the sky!" Ge Shu Daidao waved his big sleeves.

Luo Xuan smiled lightly: "Asking in person is understandable, how to test his courage?"

Before Ge Shu Daidao could answer, Wu Siwen preempted: "I heard that your academy has a thousand-year-old Pipa Fairy, raised in the Huaisi Courtyard?"

Luo Xuan and Sun Qianqian looked at each other: "That's right!"

Wu Siwen said: "Just summon the Pipa Fairy to scare him, dare you?"

"Why not dare?" Luo Xuan smiled lightly.

"Then I'll ask first!"

Ge Shu Daidao walked toward Heng Xian and a group of Sheji Academy teachers, and bowed: "The student has something to ask the Shī Shèng!"

Zhang Fuyu and others saw that it was not their own student, so they were embarrassed to stop him, so they looked at Heng Xian.

Heng Xian looked at Ge Shu Daidao and said: "Ask!"

Ge Shu Daidao said: "May I ask the Shī Shèng, at what age did you learn literature, at what age did you learn martial arts, at what age did you study the classics, and at what age did you write poetry?"

Heng Xian didn't think: "No age, I was born with these!"

"Uh ah..."

The arrogant Ge Shu Daidao was speechless, and his train of thought was interrupted.

(End of chapter)